Tremble! White-eyed Wolf

      However, the news she heard after she finished her work was not very good.

    "Can't find it?" Ying Lan stepped out of the range of the defensive formation, and a few jade pendants completed their mission and turned into powder.

     "Yes, we searched in the direction where the halberd fell, and we have been searching for three days. We have found some gaps in a radius of hundreds of miles, and there is no trace of it after digging three feet." Zhong Yuhang said helplessly, "Could it be that the roots of some tree were rolled into the ground? If so, it would be hard to find."

    Ying Lan noticed the direction in which the halberd disappeared, and remembered the magic energy she had noticed before, and had a guess in her heart: "It should be picked up by someone."

    "How could it be?" Zhong Yuhang said impossibly, "Although people in each base inevitably have their own little thoughts, I have repeatedly explained the danger of that thing, and I even called them when I touched it. If you can't touch it, who would dare to hide at the risk of becoming a zombie?"

    "Even if you point at that thing to become stronger, but before you, Sister Mo, you beat the zombie emperor to death. If you really have this idea, you have to consider whether your strength can surpass it in a short period of time. ?"

    Ying Lan told him that she had been ambushed by Lin Xiude and killed all of their abilities, and Zhong Yuhang was angry at that time.

    "That **** still dares to do such a thing! Sister Mo, since you know it, why do you still charge us?"

    Of course, because there are many people on the other side, I am afraid that there will be damage to my own people in places that I can't take care of. These Yinglan are hard to say, but Zhong Yuhang himself understands it, so he is a little depressed.

    The two were staring at each other, Wei Jinglong came over with an ugly face, opening his mouth was bad news: "Lu Lixing is dead."

    Lu Lixing was the one who predicted the Zombie King's position before, but he didn't follow this siege because of excessive consumption, but stayed at the Songhe base to recuperate.

    In order to facilitate his hunch to pass the news here, when everyone left, there were two eighth-order ability users, one to protect, and the two high-order ability users to be faster .

    Who knew that all three of them turned into mummified corpses overnight, and the old man in charge of taking care of their daily life was almost scared to death, and hurriedly reported it to the base agent, who did not dare to delay and sent someone immediately to send a message.

    "He was afraid that his position would be predicted like the previous Zombie King, so he would just do it first." Zhong Yuhang frowned, "It seems that he still retains memory and wisdom, Now we don't know his whereabouts, what should we do?"

    "I guess where he will go." Ying Lan said with a sullen face.

    "You mean..." Zhong Yuhang understood what she meant after just a moment's thought, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

    "Return to Forest City." Ying Lan ordered directly.

    Before the apocalypse, Lincheng was just a remote and ordinary town at the foot of a mountain. There were no high-rise buildings, let alone buildings of historical significance. The tallest building in the town was only a six-story building for teachers .

    After Yinglan and his party decided to build a base here, they simply knocked down the original old buildings and rebuilt a suitable new residence.

    In the absence of electricity in the world, they naturally did not build high-rise residential buildings, but chose a three-story single-story building. In the environment of abundant land, each house is very spacious, and basically every household has it. A small yard.

    In the beginning, there were only a few houses of their own and prepared to house survivors. They all continued the original style, and slowly the whole town became this kind of three-story building.

    During that time, the Zhao family and Zhong Yuhang were exhausted. The survivors who were just rescued basically did not activate their abilities. Almost all the houses were built by them controlling the civil engineering. On average, each person builds about two a day.

      a small building.

    It's just that by that time they no longer need to worry about building a house. Ying Lan taught the new survivors how to practice, and Lin Cheng has more and more abilities. The housing of the later people is all in charge of the previous group of people.

    At that time, the number of zombies was still very large, and the people at the base had to build high walls around the periphery while building houses to prevent them from being ambushed by zombies at night.

    When the reputation of the base spread, more and more survivors came to defect, and Lincheng's house slowly expanded outwards. With magic, it is very simple to build or demolish it, and it was not until five years ago that it was finally fixed as it is now.

    Lincheng is like an ancient city surrounded by walls, more than ten meters high, and the narrowest part is three meters wide, with patrols and watchtowers on it.

    In fact, this kind of city wall is basically useless after the zombies evolve to the king level. After all, the zombie king can fly, and once the zombie king attacks the city, the city wall will block the low-level aliens. able to escape.

      People in the city have an inexplicable sense of security.

    In the past, a large number of people patrolled the city wall day and night and killed zombies focused on the outside of the wall. Later, most of the zombies were eliminated and there were still patrolling people, but these people were all The main purpose of the high-level ability user is to prevent the zombie king from quietly hunting in the city.

    At that time, news of the destruction of the small base kept coming, and Lin Cheng became panic-stricken. It was not until Ying Lan took the supernatural team to kill the first attacking zombie king that the people's hearts were settled down .

    After that, several waves of zombie kings attacked the city, and they were all eliminated without exception. The people of Lincheng also changed their original gratitude to their city masters. Respect, even later There was no zombie king attacking, and they thought it was because there was a city lord sitting in town.

    Of course, this may well be the case.

    So the fact that Lin Cheng is a hard bone has long been spread among them, who would have to fight hard except for the iron-headed?

    Lincheng has become a rare piece of pure land in the apocalypse, and Yinglan has also become the spiritual pillar of the entire city. There is a city owner, and they are there.

    "The number of people who came to ask Sister Mo's whereabouts today is several times more than yesterday," Zhao Kexin said with a headache as soon as he got home, "It's only been a few days since we left, so these people are so anxious. ?" Probably because of her practice, the years did not leave any traces on her, only her brows and eyes were more mature than in those years.

    "Aunt Zhao, is there still no news from my mother?" Mo Shuwen asked pitifully.

    Ten years have passed, and the little girl of that year has grown into a slim girl. Her appearance is only three-pointed like Yinglan, but more like her father.

    Although Lin Xiude is scumbag to his wife and children, he has to say that his appearance is still very good, and Mo Shuwen's facial features combine the advantages of his parents, although he has not fully grown, But you can already see the beauty in the future.

    Even if we can meet every day, but being watched with tears by such a beautiful girl, Zhao Kexin still feels that her heart is about to melt, but she can't give the answer she wants: " There is no new news, after all, the Songhe base is too far away from here, it will take two days to send the letter, and Sister Mo and the others must be very busy this time, so I'm afraid they won't have time to send the letter."

    "Oh—" Mo Shuwen curled his lips aggrievedly, "Mom has been gone for more than ten days, and she agreed to take me wherever she goes."

    Zhao Kexin's scalp is going to explode: "My little ancestor, your mother went this time to destroy the zombie emperor, how dare you take you there?"

    "But I've already practiced the eighth level of Qi!" Mo Shuwen said in disbelief, "Aren't Uncle Yang and the others at the eighth level?"

    "How can you compare?" Zhao Kexin said helplessly, "The people that Sister Mo brought this time are all battle-hardened, and one of them is worthless against five or six of the same rank. You little physique beat me first and then compare with them!"

    "Humph!" What she said about Mo Shuwen was also clear. She really had very little actual combat experience. If her mother really took her, it would be a hindrance. She is not unreasonable, or she is not happy that her mother left her, complaining a little, but she will not lose her temper.

    "You—" The little girl was also watched by Zhao Kexin and grew up. Of course, she knew her character, and it was over when she tapped her little nose.

    "It would be great if my mobile phone could still be used," Mo Shuwen was still young when he experienced the end of the world, but he still remembers some commonly used things, "I can talk to my mother anytime."

    "The institute has always wanted to do it," Zhao Kexin said with a smile: "Maybe it will be possible someday?"

    Mo Shuwen instantly turned into a struggling face, and said with a puffed face: "My mother said that I have a talent for practicing equipment, and I will go to the research institute when I am older. If they haven't done it by then Come out, I'll do it myself!"

    "Have ambition, Aunt Zhao, etc.-" Before Zhao Kexin's words of encouragement were finished, she was suddenly interrupted by the sound of sirens resounding throughout the city, her face changed suddenly, "Enemy attack!"