The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

In the half-lit and half-dark passage, Sang Mo smiled quietly.

The wind from somewhere blew into the collar of the lab coat, causing the white coat to flutter slightly.

Five people stood opposite one person, their fighting postures had been put away, but the atmosphere was still subtly tense.

Jiang Liujing's gaze paused for a few seconds on Sang Mo's clean shoes, and he suddenly asked, "Grandpa Sang, are the other researchers here too?"

Sang Mo shook his head regretfully.

"We were attacked by a horde of zombies after entering Haicheng. We finally managed to escape here, but everyone except me died on the way. If you hadn't come, I would probably have died here too."

Chu Zhou glanced at Jiang Liujing and then at Sang Mo, and asked out of pure curiosity, "Xiao Jing, do you know each other?"

They had only known Jiang Liujing for a few days and had only just learned his name, and knew nothing else about him.

Jiang Liujing nodded, not denying it. His long, thick eyelashes folded down like a resting black butterfly, the ends of which trembled gently as if blown by the wind. "Yes, Grandpa Sang is an important teacher to me."

"I still remember the first normal meal I had at the Y City base. It was the ham and egg fried rice he made for me."

The corners of his mouth rose slightly and then fell quickly, but everyone could feel the strong nostalgia in his heart, which was a true expression and could not be faked.

The memories of meeting in humble times are always more cherished than those in smooth times. People we met in the early years are like the eternal bright moon, which can never be forgotten.

Chu Zhou listened to his words and couldn't help but think of his mother, who had lost contact with him at the beginning of the apocalypse. He was stunned for a moment, and the arm that was holding Mo Ya loosened. But the next second, he saw Chi's expression.

Ever since entering this research institute, Chi's face has always been indifferent, just like his usual state when on missions, observing everything with a cold and condescending attitude.

But now it's different.

Chi Mingming had apparently put away his defensive posture and was accompanying Jiang Liujing to comfort him out of his feelings, but Chu Zhou and the other two saw that his hand patting Jiang Liujing on the back was silently making a gesture towards them.

——"Prepare for battle."

The three of them breathed hard.

Fight, fight against what?

Jiang Liujing was still talking to Sang Mo.

He lowered his eyes and said quietly: "Grandpa Sang is a very important person to me."

Sang Mo smiled and took a step forward, opening his arms as if to hug him: "You are the same to me, Xiao Jing."

Jiang Liujing continued: "My purpose in coming here is to rescue him, so, can you tell me where the real Sang Mo is?"

Sang Mo's smile froze instantly, his movements stopped, and his outstretched arms hung in the air, as if frozen by an invisible force.

The air became heavy and oppressive at this moment, as if even breathing became difficult.

Sang Mo slowly turned his head and saw that a cluster of sharp ice spikes had appeared in the air at some point, with the tips flashing with cold light pointing straight at his body. He said slowly, "Ah, you found it after all."

"Your acting is terrible." Jiang Liujing said softly, "Grandpa Sang never calls me Xiaojing, and he never makes fried rice for me. He never cooks."

The one who cooked for him was another grandfather, Xing Yue, but this was obviously not something the imitator in front of him could know.

"Where is he? If you can steal his face, you must have seen him in person."

Jiang Liujing took a step forward, and ice needles in the air pierced down like a torrential rain.

Jiang Liujing took the second step forward. After a lot of puffing sounds, the handsome young man who had just been standing on the ground in neat clothes was pierced to the ground, and every joint of his body was fixed with ice needles.

It won't kill him, but it will make him unable to move.

Jiang Liujing lowered his head, gathered an ice knife, and ruthlessly cut off the hands and feet of the fake Sang Mo in front of him, completely cutting off his ability to move.

The fake Sang Mo only uttered a muffled groan, then lay on the ground, still smiling at Jiang Liujing.

"You are truly merciless."

No blood flowed from the severed limbs, as if what he had cut off was not a human limb, but a piece of dead branch.

Jiang Liujing was about to throw away his severed hands and feet when Chi Xianyi burned them to ashes, frowning and giving an expression that said "dirty, don't touch".

Jiang Liujing's tense mood improved a little because of Chi inexplicably.

Among everyone present, only Chi could understand his fear, his worry, and his nervousness. Fortunately, he was the only one who could understand him, which let Jiang Liujing know that he was not alone.

He stood beside Chi, picked up his ice knife and pointed at the disheveled figure on the ground. He said calmly, "You are a mutant zombie, right? Since you can speak, you must understand what I mean. Tell me, where is he?"

Although he had a non-aggressive appearance like a fairy, and he didn't say any curses or threats, everyone could clearly feel the biting chill from Jiang Liujing.

It seemed that if the fake Sang Mo on the ground said something he didn't want to hear, he would be immediately torn to pieces by the thousands of needles piercing his flesh and bones.

Chi stood beside Jiang Liujing, seemingly motionless, but in fact he was always on guard against the counterattack of the zombies on the ground.

The zombie in front of him was clearly an intelligent one, commanding the other zombies. Even Chi wouldn't take it lightly.

But they didn't expect that the zombies on the ground suddenly laughed.

He laughed while shedding tears, staring at Jiang Liujing intently while laughing, and shouted: "Brother, we have been looking for you."

As the words fell, the surrounding walls suddenly began to wriggle, as if some creature was awakening.

Countless cracks suddenly appeared on the seemingly ordinary wall, revealing densely packed red eyes inside.

Those eyes stared at them, full of greed and malice.

"It's a mutant zombie!" Mo Ya shouted, and the moment he spoke, a huge sea of ​​flames turned into a sea and rushed over.

The scorching heat wave instantly covered the entire passage, and the darkness was as bright as day in the blazing flames.

Chi's face was cold. At such a close distance, he didn't even notice the existence of other zombies. This had never happened before. He didn't believe it was his mistake. So, was there a space system?

Moreover, the zombies that used to only be able to fight alone now actually understand tactics and cooperation. A few of them would be fine, but once their numbers increase, the extinction of mankind is just around the corner.

Chu Zhou and the other two followed Chi and started fighting. It would be troublesome to be surrounded and trapped and beaten in such a narrow passage.

Mo Ya turned around and shouted to Jiang Liujing, "Xiao Jing, take that guy with you, let's launch a surprise attack." The next second, his eyes suddenly widened.

The fake Sang Mo, who was just on the ground, actually crawled up, regardless of his flesh and blood being torn apart by the ice needles. Only a head and a skeleton were left to support his body.

Even so, he still kept calling "Brother" persistently and crawled towards Jiang Liujing.

With every step he took, an inch of new flesh and blood grew on his body, and in just a few breaths, he had restored his true appearance.

"elder brother."

A zombie the size of an eight-year-old child stood in front of Jiang Liujing, with two long tears of blood flowing from its black pupils.

"We finally get to see you."