"How are you?" Seeing that Yu Lan seemed to have returned to her usual appearance, Mo Wen quickly looked up and asked, with a faint repressed irritability in her gentle voice.

"Well." Yu Lan turned her head, then smiled and kissed Mo Wen's face, indicating that she was very good with her actions.

Mo Wen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But from then on, Yu Lan had another habit, that no matter what Mo Wen was eating, she would rush to take a bite.

Of course Mo Wen would not give her a chance to eat food.

Looking at Mo Wen put away the food at the speed of light, Yu Lan lay on the sofa with a frustration, screaming in grief, just to prevent Mo Wen from calming down.

"Blue Lan..." Mo Wen rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, squatted down to coax her and said, "You will feel uncomfortable if you eat my food. Have you forgotten the last lesson?"

"Ao." Yu Lan glared at Mo Wen, obviously she had forgotten what the hell was taught last time.

"..." Seeing Yu Lan fiercely staring at him, Mo Wen had a headache, but he could only coax him patiently.

Finally, he stuffed Yu Lan a bunch of crystal cores of all sizes and asked her to throw them away and play with Yu Lan before finally stopping his food.

After putting on the combat uniform and walking towards the door, Mo Wen felt relieved when he saw Yu Lan's attention on the crystal core in front of him.

Yu Lan always has to follow him when he went out these two days, but when he was slaughtering zombies, he didn't want Yu Lan to be present. One was dangerous, and the other was that he didn't want Yu Lan to see his dirty appearance.

The dull sound of closing the door came over, and Yu Lan looked up at the closed door. She threw away the crystal core in her hand, and she got up and rushed towards the door, looking lost like a child abandoned by her family.

“Woo…”

Mo Wen had already walked to the empty street. He suddenly stopped and he became alert in an instant.

Yesterday, I was worried that Yu Lan's body would not go out to collect the crystal core, but now the air in this place seems to have become a little heavy.

There was no zombie near him either.

Of course, this is not because he hunted the zombies completely, but because something made all the first and second-level zombies near him disappear, or... they were eaten.

The only one who can do this is the level 3 zombie that suddenly appears in Zone 3.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen's face suddenly disappeared. He smiled gently in a habitual way, hid in the shadows of the tall buildings, and quickly hid his breath.

Now with his twelfth level strength, he still feels a little overwhelmed when he encounters a level 3 zombie.

Although psychics are much stronger than zombies at the same level, the higher the zombies' level, the harder it is to estimate. After all, no one can predict where they are mutating.

What's more, this is a level three zombie, and its ability is one level higher than that of him.

Just as Mo Wen was thinking, a black shadow flashed past the sunny ground outside, and the next moment, a dull sound was heard.

The zombie fell to the ground.

From Mo Wen's angle, you can see the huge hind legs of the zombie. He held his breath and looked cold.

This level 3 zombie has six legs, and the two legs on its back look the most developed and powerful. It has no tail, but the black spotted skin makes people have to be alert.

The third-level zombies seemed to have noticed someone nearby, but they did not move because they could not determine the specific location.

Mowen lowered his eyes, gently took out his dagger, and was ready to attack at all times.

Because the level of this zombie is higher than that of him, he cannot accurately find out what level it is now.

If he is at level 3 or below level 15, he can still escape unstoppably. If he is at level 15 or above, he really can't say it.

The third-level zombie crawled in a small area for two laps on the ground and roared, as if she had left, but Mo Wen had no intention of going out.

Although there was no longer the figure of the third-level zombie in his vision and it had carefully hidden its breath, Mo Wen still keenly noticed the sound of its breathing that could slow down when it squatted down to its prey.

It seems that this level 3 zombie already has some simple wisdom.

I don’t know how long it took for the zombie to finally leave. Mo Wen frowned, but he had no idea of ​​continuing to hunt zombies. Now he just wants to hurry to Yu Lan’s side.

The last time the 12th-level zombie launched an attack on Lan. Mo Wen didn't know if this zombie would be also interested in Lan.

He just made an assumption that something might happen to Yu Lan, and Mo Wen felt an irresistible sense of tyranny surged up.

He quickly flashed out, and he rushed to the downstairs of the building where he lived as fast as possible. Seeing that the surroundings were still calm, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking downstairs at the house where he lived, Mo Wen went straight to the 20th floor, then stood at the door and stared at the open door in a daze.

Why is the door open?

The tight chest was instantly stuffy and was instantly stuffy. Mo Wen flashed into the room and did not find Yu Lan's figure.

"Lan Lan?" He called out helplessly, feeling a chill penetrate from the soles of his feet.

No echoes.

His dark eyes were instantly dyed with blood. He flipped back and forth hard in the room, but he still didn't see Yu Lan.

Where did Yu Lan go?

Finally got Yu Lan and now he lost her again?

A blank look flashed through Mo Wen's face. He breathed heavily and ordered himself to calm down, but his hands were trembling completely uncontrollably.

No... Yu Lan must not leave him again.

Clamping his fists tightly, he tried his best to keep himself rational.

The stench in the corridor was something that Yu Lan could not bear, and she shouldn't have run downstairs.

The windows in the room were also closed, so she couldn't fall from the upstairs.

Thinking of this, Mo Wen's thoughts were instantly cheerful. He narrowed his eyes and ran to the door of a house at the end of the corridor. He pulled down the door and did not pull it.

If I remember correctly, this door was always open, but because the house was too simple, he did not choose to live here.

Mo Wen kicked the door with a cold and slightly lowered his eyelids.

A series of harsh echoes immediately came from the corridor, and the anti-theft iron door was kicked out of a hole.

Mo Wen violently exerted force to tear open the door from the hole. He ignored the dust that was swelling when he entered the door. He stared at Yu Lan who was lying on the sofa with his eyes open, and his face twisted.

Cold, killing, tyranny, despair, all negative emotions surged up at this moment, just one critical point away from bursting out.

He didn't say anything, nor did he call Yu Lan's name as gentle as before.

He stood at the door, watching Yu Lan roll off the sofa happily, and then crawled into his arms and screamed, as if he thought this kind of "hide and seek" game was very fun.

And Mo Wen just watched, not that he could not move, but that he did not dare to move.

He was afraid that he would twist Yu Lan's neck as soon as he moved now.

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Chapter completed!