Chapter 1345 Gossip

Chapter 48 Gossip

The long sound of the wind swirls and drifts into the distance.

There is darkness as far as the eye can see.

Looking into the distance.

Yang Yu let out a sigh.

It was this sigh that attracted Han Fei's attention.

Han Fei looked sideways at Yang Yu.

"What's wrong? What are you sighing for?"

It was very windy and cold at night, even if I wore an extra coat, I felt a biting cold.

But this kind of cold is not an ordinary cold, but also mixed with a little bit of a gloomy feeling, just like the wind in winter.

biting.

Also touching.

Hearing Han Fei's question, Yang Yu shook his head.

"I just want to sigh. They are all buried in the ground. If they are not allowed to stop, what is the use of digging them out of the ground? What is their purpose?"

From the current perspective, I don't know what the purpose of the person behind this is, but his behavior has already caused great harm.

Just like an indiscriminate attack, no matter who they are targeting, these corpses treat them as enemies.

The ink crow on the roof looked into the distance.

The moonlight is soft tonight.

When it shines on people, it will feel covered with a layer of white gauze.

There were birdsong in the distance.

Yang Yu raised his head subconsciously, and saw Bai Feng's figure.

However, Bai Feng's figure didn't stop at all, it basically just whizzed past and disappeared on the other side in an instant.

"What is he doing?" Han Fei also noticed Bai Feng's action, but he didn't know exactly what Bai Feng's action meant.

From Yang Yu's perspective, it happened that Han Fei's fingers were freezing bit by bit.

"Is your recent homework good? You can actually freeze it?" Yang Yu actually asked Han Fei to do this a few days ago, but he didn't expect that Han Fei's comprehension is so good. Icing can be done.

After being praised by Yang Yu, Han Fei touched his nose next time.

The moment the ice on his finger touched his nose, it might have pulled Han Fei out.

Before he could put his hand down, Han Fei saw Yang Yu's expression change, he reached out and grabbed Han Fei's shoulder, and pulled him back.

Han Fei used his strong balance to barely stop.

Han Fei, who was a little strange, looked towards Yang Yu.

Just in time, I saw a corpse rushing towards Yang Yu with teeth and claws. The corpse was already rotten, and maggots kept falling from the face of the corpse, and the body exuded a rotten smell.

To be honest, Han Fei had seen a lot of dead bodies.

However, it was the first time Han Fei saw a dead, still moving corpse.

I saw Yang Yu pinching the magic formula with his hand, and the thunder and lightning that fell from the sky split all the corpses in an instant.

But I don't know where these corpses came from, there are countless layers.

The ink crow had already flown down from the roof, looking solemnly at the corpse in front of him, and the feathers in his hand kept falling.

It's a pity that these corpses are not afraid of pain, and the only way to stop them is to beat their heads off.

However, after so many days of evolution, these corpses have a little strange ability, for example, their speed has become faster.

"How many people do you think it takes to eat to become like this?"

When Yang Yu saw these corpses, his immediate reaction was that the zombies had upgraded.

After all, before coming to this world, Yang Yu also loved to read novels, and the doomsday described in some novels is like this.

"I don't know. As many as thirty people have been recorded recently."

Mo Ya didn't stop moving his hands, and he didn't forget to answer Yang Yu's words.

Moreover, these dead people are basically civilians, which is already very high for the civilian mortality rate. After all, the outside world is staring at it, but this kind of problem has also appeared inside.

After hearing Mo Ya's words, Yang Yu looked thoughtful. He had only heard about three or two, but he never thought that there would be so many people involved in this war.

No wonder it was so quiet at night amidst the commotion, no one dared to come out.

"Do you think those people were really divided and eaten, or transformed into new losses? If they were transformed into new zombies, it might be a very bad thing for us! "

I don't know what Yang Yu's words touched Mo Crow.

Mo Ya's movements suddenly paused, and he looked at Yang Yu in disbelief.

"You, a person who can strike thunder with your hand, are you still afraid of these zombies? Or do you think you can't kill these zombies?"

Hearing Mo Ya's words, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows subconsciously. He knew that Mo Ya might have misunderstood what he said, so he shook his head.

Before Mo Ya could speak, he explained: "That's not what I meant, but I just want you to know that if the loss is contagious, it is very likely that the whole city will become a dead city. That’s the thing we should solve the most.”

After hearing what Yang Yu said, Mo Crow's expression softened a bit, but the action of the injury became more and more intense. After he found that feathers had no effect on these losses, he turned into a dagger.

I don't know what Moya's dagger is made of, but it is extremely hard, and wherever the dagger passes, it is like cutting tofu with a knife.

And Han Fei, who was pushed away from the battlefield by Yang Yu from the beginning, could only stand where he was.

While Han Fei was concentrating on watching Yang Yu and the others' movements, a black shadow quietly approached Han Fei.

Because the current scene was too chaotic, Han Fei didn't realize that there was a dark figure behind him at all.

Swish!

When Han Fei heard this voice, he turned his head and met a pair of eyes with only whites.

But the owner of these eyes should be a living person. After all, he used a cold weapon, and this cold weapon was almost about to be inserted into Han Fei's body.

Plop!

The cold weapon that was supposed to be inserted on Han Fei's body was thrown out at a certain moment.

The man couldn't believe it, he didn't even see how the weapon got out.

And Yang Yu, who was standing in the distance, withdrew his hand that had just picked up the stone.

There was another loud cry in the distance...

The entire long street is full of chills.

Yang Yu's ears were filled with the sound of the bamboo flute.

The voice was not sharp but very deep, and it was unknown what the purpose of the voice was.