Zombie Apocalypse

In the arena, a hundred male slave gladiators have surrounded a hundred female slaves.

The women were all crowded into a ball, their faces full of horror and crying.

This is a fallen world. The civilians in the stands have been more oppressed. Most of their souls are fallen, eager to see the **** scene. It seems to be a solace to their daily experience, and it seems to be a salvation to their apocalyptic life.

Qin An's eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes swept across the arena with some gloomy eyes.

Even if a gladiator is empty-handed, he can pack up a woman like a lamb, not to mention having weapons in his hands?

As he was thinking in his heart, Qin An's gaze suddenly stopped because he saw an ordinary and familiar face among those women!

Why do you feel familiar?

Qin An was stunned for a while, this was the first time he felt this way after waking up.

Even if the people around him were Qi Lu who claimed to be his wife, Qin An felt very strange. Why would he feel familiar with the female slave below at this time?

The host has now finished his introduction to the gladiators and announced the beginning of the ceremony amidst the cheers of the people!

The gladiators immediately roared and rushed into the group of women. The scene was **** and violent. The women did not dare to resist at first, and they were pulled away by the gladiators.

Some gladiators have no intention of venting at all, or they have adopted another method, which is to directly kill the woman who was caught by them with a weapon in their hands, and then slash at the corpse. They know for a while It's going to be desperate, and doing things for men and women will definitely consume physical strength. In order to survive, they have not lost their minds, although the chances of being able to survive are slim. So they are more willing to start with killing and use tyrannical blood to get themselves into the best fighting state.

Some have given up completely. After they grab the woman, they will laugh and untie their pants, and then use the sky as the bed and the ground as the bed, and stage a restricted drama in front of more than 10,000 audiences. , The people around were emotional, and the shouts rang loudly.

Some are even more hateful. Their goal is not to kill or erotic, but to play jokes.

At this time, Yin Shiyao was experiencing such a thing. Her opponent was a man who was not too tall, but also had muscles.

In just ten seconds, Yin Shiyao has been kicked by him three times.

The pain made Yin Shiyao almost shed tears, she no longer wanted to be up!

Perhaps facing this kind of pain, whether it is being killed or being pressed by the gladiator, is it a relief?

"Get up! I haven't played enough! If you don't get up, I will cut off your hands and feet and make you a stick! Haha, get up!"

The male slave gladiator roared, looking like a psychopath.

Yin Shiyao was full of fear, and suddenly thought of the man named Qin An.

He is a liar, and he clearly said that he will come here to look for her in a few days, but now so many days have passed, he has never shown up!

If he hadn't killed the previous owner, wouldn't he have fallen into such a miserable situation?

The tears finally fell, Yin Shiyao let herself stop fearing, she lay motionless on the ground and closed her eyes.

Go ahead, no matter what that terrible devil wants to do to her, she is not going to make him too proud.

Doesn't he just want to see the scene of his painful struggle? She is a magnificent Yin Shiyao, she has all the memories of the sword **** Yan Liuxiang, why should she live so cowardly, she should have died!

In the stands, Qin An became entangled for some reason.

Why, why can this group of people kill so unscrupulously.

Where is his memory? What kind of world is this?

Suddenly, Qin An saw that the gladiator raised his axe and slashed at the ordinary-looking but perfect woman.

Do not! No!

Qin An yelled loudly in his heart. He originally thought he could do nothing, but suddenly, his mind was dizzy, and he quickly opened his eyes. Qin An actually saw an ugly and excited face close at hand, and also saw that. The axe cut down.

Qin An didn't want to roll directly on the ground, and then a carp jumped up, avoiding the attack, and at the same time pulling away from the man.

What is going on here?

Qin An didn't know the situation. He didn't know that God Sword God's bodyguard skills had combined with the ability of Wandering Sword God to allow his soul to pass through and let him enter Yin Shiyao's body!

This kind of ability can be regarded as a kind of combined ability. After crossing into Yin Shiyao's body, the body protector increased Yin Shiyao's own strength dozens of times.

It's a pity that Yin Shiyao is not a supernatural person, and the so-called increase in strength is only an increase in strength and speed.

But these are enough, slaves are not supernatural beings, and Yin Shiyao is enough to deal with these people today.

What's even more amazing is that Yin Shiyao did not lose consciousness. She seemed to have opened up a space for the soul, and in this space, Qin An and Yin Shiyao actually stood relative to each other.

"You are Qin An?"

Yin Shiyao can see Qin An's figure in her soul space world, but Qin An, who controls Yin Shiyao's body, can only hear her inner voice.

Sure enough, this woman knew herself too! It seemed that Qi Lu didn't lie, her real name is really Qin An!

The lord Li Shulan is a 60-year-old woman. When the end of the world broke out, her whole family died. Later, she fell into trouble in Ruyan City, and she was regarded as the veteran of the Moling Sect.

Tian Qiguang, the teacher of the city, is 40 years old this year. He is not a supernatural person, and is responsible for managing administrative affairs in the city.

The management system of the Peacock Terrace is somewhat similar to that before the end of the world. The military and the administration are separated without interference.

Although the city lord doesn't care, he controls the power of the supernatural beings in the city, so the priests generally respect the city lord.

Li Shulan was holding a seven or eight-year-old child in her arms at this time. He was lying there obediently, breathing smoothly and seemed to be asleep. That was the strongest son of the last-day soul boy.

Li Shulan didn't look young, she was just an old lady about 60 years old. She had always looked at her child kindly before, until the host said that the competition started.

Tian Qiguang, who was sitting next to her, smiled and said:

"My Lord City Lord, I don't know if we can have the last laugh this year."

"Well, the winner of the slave competition will get a lot of resources in the main city, and many events and events next year will also be held in the city of the winner. At that time, our economy will be more prosperous. To live at the Peacock Terrace, we must grab everything. Fight! The short-term happiness is hard to come by!"

"Haha, the city owner has always been responsible for the cultivation and selection of slave gladiators, and it has been hard work!"

While talking, he turned his head to look at the couple behind him, and whispered: "City Lord, the new couple..."

"I don’t know about men, but that woman is definitely a super strong! Although I still can’t fully trust them, I’m willing to make a bet. If we can have one more super strong in Shulan City, that’s a big deal. Good thing!"

After speaking, Li Shulan narrowed her eyes and saw the **** rejoicing that had been staged in the arena, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She was also a kind housewife many years ago, and the baptism of the last days has turned her into a merciless demon.

Years ago, countless encounters made her worse than a dog, but now she is playing with human life between applause. This seems to be a good sublimation. Her soul is strong enough to be bloodthirsty as usual.