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Chapter 734:Trapped by Zombies

Severus was already panting after a lightning wand struck the two zombies in front of him.In the face of the endless suicide attacks of the zombies, he finally felt tired.

"Get ready, Severus seems to be holding on, I cry one-two-three, and together we rush to attract the zombies, throw out the weapons in their hands, and then have to come back in a short time!"Ji Yan clasped the knife in the handhake and shouted to the person next to him.

The people nodded, and in the moment when Ji Zixuan shouted to three, rushed out together, and when they were about ten meters away from the zombies, they threw out what was in their hands.

It's tucked...

For a time, kitchen knives, pneumatic barrels, iron pots, hot pots, and various daily necessities flew in the air and smashed into the bodies of the zombies.

The zombies were soon attracted, and some of the zombies left Severus's side, and the rabbi and others rushed over.

“Run!”Ji Xuan roared, pulling the nearest Huang Ting rushed back first...

Li Yanwang's movement is not slow, his left hand holds Wang Xiaoying, his right hand leads to the landing cloud, and follows the back of Ji Zixuan to the supermarket.

At the end of the day is Chen Qianwei, whose luck is really not very good, just a few steps to step on the ground a bag of garbage bags, a stumbled on the ground.

At this moment, the zombies have been surrounded, and the unknowing teammates are still running in front, leaving only the isolated Chen Qianwei.

He looked at the dead body in horror, so scared he screamed...

Bump –

A lightning bolt fell in front of him, and suddenly the two zombies around him were blurred with flesh and blood.

“Don’t run away!”Severus drank in the distance and gave Chen Qianwei a style spell.

Chen Qianwei woke up like a dream, and hurriedly stood up and did not return to the supermarket.

Although a large wave of zombies behind is chasing, Chen Qianwei's legs are like installing electric small motors because they have a wind system spell, like a running water, walking like flying, and the zombies will be dumped in less than a moment.

The success of this wave of small action attracted a part of the zombies surrounding Severus, and after the lack of a part of the zombies, Severus's pressure was also reduced a lot, he took a deep breath, raised the wand in his hand, and began to read words.

"The clouds condense in the long sky, dissipate the ripples of light blue, the gray sky fills the earth, the thunder hides into the sky, the rain, the roar is shocked, the sky changes, the sky changes, sweeps the trees and mud, and tears the sad world."Howling – the Dragon Roll Hurricane!”

The white wand flashed bright light on it, only to see the wind around it, a huge tornado appeared, and it rushed to the zombies at a very fast speed.

In the face of the raging and violent tornado, the zombies did not have the slightest resistance at all, and they were blown into the air, the rotting flesh and blood made a tearing sound, and countless pieces of meat flew in the air and drifted.

After this high-end style spell, Severus seemed to have grown much older, with many wrinkles on his face, and his skin withered and dimmed.He bent over, coughed violently, and then slowly imposed a wooden healing spell on himself, and walked quickly to the supermarket.

When the people saw Severus returning safely, they could not help but take a breath, and as Severus was about to enter the door, Li Yan suddenly changed his face and shouted: "Be careful——"

Severus suddenly shook his body, and suddenly a pair of festering hands appeared behind him, and suddenly a pair of festering hands appeared behind him, and he broke into his shoulders at a very fast speed.

Blood, flowing from the nails of those hands, rolled to the ground...

...

In the classroom, there is no name fire, and the whole space is in the fire.

The windows, the curtains, the doors, the tables, the books, and the student teachers, all on their bodies, were all on fire and became a fireman, rolling in the classroom, struggling, screaming.

In my eyes, I see the most tragic picture of the world, and in my ears, I hear the saddest sound of the world.

I stood where I was, watching all this at a loss, my brain blank.

The same table Shen crystals were also burned, long hair, beautiful faces, all of which were flames.

The relentless flame ravaged her and left her in pain, and she looked at me in despair and held out a hand to me, as if hoping I could save her.

I swallowed my mouth and looked at the crystalline crystal that had been almost burned to the ash, and I felt very sad.

I haven’t tried to save her, but no matter how I touch her, I will eventually pass through her.

She became transparent and became illusory.

Even the fire on her, I can't feel the burning.

Looking at it all, I was almost mad...

The taunting and crying in the classroom was like countless iron needles tormenting me, as if I had also fallen into their sadness, and they followed them to die in the fire and disappear.

I finally couldn’t bear it, and I ran out of the classroom desperately and vomited in the hallway.

I don't know how long I've been vomiting, when I went back, the light of the classroom was gradually extinguished.

In addition to the crackling of the fire, no one's voice could be heard.

The unpleasant smell came to my nose, as if to tell me that this fire was real, and the dead people inside were real.

The black smoke, floating from the inside outside, rising in a wisp to the sky, like a crow, gloomy and evil.

I suddenly remembered the same table Shen Jingjing, thinking of her helpless and desperate look just now, and her heart was suddenly sad.

But I could not save her, but I could only watch her and everyone, burned by fire, and died in extreme pain.

I don't understand where this fire comes from, I don't understand why they are already ghosts, why do they still feel pain?

Perhaps, even if a person is dead, he cannot achieve true liberation in the true sense?

Because in another world, there will be greater suffering waiting for the dead to come.

I breathed the turbid air in the night sky, and after a moment of silence, I pulled out my phone.

In the morning, 5:5 p.m.

Two minutes later, the curse game is over.

Suddenly, time on the phone screen changed.

5:5, 58, 5:38, 5:8, 5:38, 5:48, 4:46, 4:36, 4:36, 4:20, 3:22, 3, 25, 25, ...

Oh my god, I was horrified to find that the time on my phone was rapidly going backwards.

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