70 sections, yellow scarf wrestler

No one knows what will happen when Yang Guang wakes up again. Even Hu Li doesn't know and can't judge.

Yang Guangguang is too miscellaneous, and there are too many inclusive things. Thousands of years of mana is useless in this world at all, and the strongest blow is only as deterrent as nuclear weapons.

Therefore, those hidden and secluded immortals who live on this land dare not come out easily. The longer it takes, the more unfavorable it is for these immortals who come down to the world early.

Hu Li knew, so she dared to go out in a swagger.

Other people in the circle don't know, so they dare to swagger out.

Yang Guang is like a time bomb, quietly waiting for the arrival of time until the moment he wakes up. With what Hu Lilin said to Wen Yi when she walked out of the door: "He is transforming and absorbing the original spirit, Yang Guang will no longer be a weak person. I don't know how strong it is."

Shi Shiran's Hu Li, her mother-in-law and Uncle Jiu ran out to fight the little monster and brush the boss, leaving Wen Yi waiting bitterly in the room.

Time is flying, standing at the window of the hospital's ward, and there are no lights outside. There are many burning buildings, and a large number of mutant zombies have begun to appear outside. The number of living dead seems to have gradually increased, and tanks have appeared on the road. This is not a good sign.

Wen Yi leaned over the window sill, supported her upper body with her elbows and her chin in her hands.

The way of calculating carefully to calculate the demons and monsters in this city is a unique method for divination, which can be attributed to the ability of the sixth sense of perception.

"Another one died, it seems to be from the Qiao family." Wen Yi whispered, surrounded by strong enemies, and killing filled the whole city.

Several buildings are burning like rolling beacons, and the city has filled countless people with despair.

Obviously, I can't hear anything, but I can always feel that the mother who has lost her child is crying and the child who has lost her mother is crying. The darker the night is, the colder it is, and I want to cry for those innocent people.

When will it be the end? Wen Yi sighed, tomorrow, tomorrow, I don't know how many people can't hold on to tomorrow.

Hu Li ran out without any movement, secretly leaving a piece of her hair, which could not be calculated where her person was. It seems that even if she comes down to the earth, her fate is out of the world, at least hidden. If you don't let the hexagrams figure out, naturally you don't want Tiandao to find it.

Maybe I felt that Wenyi's mood was getting worse and worse. The light on Yang Guang's body began to brighten gradually. I don't know if this was a precursor to awakening, but Wenyi would rather believe it.

Squinting her eyes, through the reflection of the glass window, Wen Yi looked at Yang Guang's body suspended in mid-air.

I have been used to these things for a long time, and it is incredible to be seen by ordinary people, which violates the theorems of physics. Perhaps, if Yang Guang's performance is infinitely amplified in ordinary and peaceful times, maybe those experts and masters who fight against counterfeiting will come together to blame this bad phenomenon.

Dong Dong Dong!

The knock on the door interrupted Wen Yi's thoughts and pulled her back to reality from her strange thoughts.

"Wen Yi, something happened." Zhao Zihan knocked on the door and opened his mouth and said.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yi asked. Before going out, Hu Li said that a simple formation would be arranged around here to protect the hospital from harm. No living corpse or zombie can enter here.

"Someone invaded." Zhao Zihan said, "Dongmei has gone down to look for it. I'll go down, too. Be careful."

Wen Yi nodded and pulled her satbag. There was a pistol in it, which came specially from Zhang Lu when he was separated from Zhang Lu. Secretary Wang nodded and agreed.

The pistol is in hand, and I hope the marksmanship in college can still be maintained.

"Go ahead and be careful." Wen Yi shook the gun in her hand and said to Zhao Zihan.

"Good!" Zhao Zihan did not hesitate. He closed the door and turned outside. She was worried about Yang Guang, but she was even more worried about Yin Dongmei. The child grew up with her since childhood, and she had to worry about the same feelings as her own sisters.

I don't know how the 'masters' reached an agreement with Wenyi's 'master'. The monitoring over the whole city has obviously dissipated, and the masters seem to be planning something.

Wen Yi put the pistol on the sofa, then pushed the sofa to the door, and then pushed the wooden coffee table down in front of the bed. She sat on the coffee table and looked at the door.

After thinking about it, she stood up again, looked for Yang Guang's backpack, found Yang Guang's spare rune from it, and selected two windows suitable for sticking outside, even if it was at the height of the 18th floor.

Prepare these, Wen Yi was still a little worried and thought about it for a moment. He pulled out three ancient coins left by Xiaoqi and Xiaoyushi's aunt from her bag, which contained a set of attack methods instilled by the two of them. Although it could only be used once in each coin, he used one opportunity when he treated Yang Guang, but there were still two ways to save lives, as the top two people in the world at the beginning. Wen Yi is very confident that even if the fairy appears in front of him, as long as he does not dare to let go of the prohibition on his body, he can only hurt him.

As long as it is not a zombie, Wenyi is confident that no one can break in.

After about ten minutes, the whole building suddenly trembled. Then the explosion came from downstairs. When he turned his head, he heard the shouting when someone fell from upstairs through the window.

When Wen Yi heard the voice, her heart was cold, but when she listened carefully, she found that it was a man's voice, and her hanging heart was relieved.

The sound of fighting, explosion and smashing is very loud. It seems that there is a powerful enemy below, constantly smashing the floor from downstairs. Wenyi's hands are sweaty and her heart beats fast. She doesn't know why these people came here. Is it for Yang Guang behind her?

The darkness continues, and the sound of fighting under your feet is getting louder and louder. The 17th floor seems to be like enemies, and the sound of glass explosions is everywhere.

Suddenly, Wen Yi heard Zhao Zihan's crazy shouting, followed by a violent sound of breaking the wall.

Boom!

Wen Yi felt the vibration under her feet again, which was stronger than any other time.

Zhao Zihan's voice came with the roar of the broken wall: "Wenyi, be careful!!"

Dong Dong Dong...

The heavy footsteps seemed to be running, but the heavy sound was as heavy as a person wearing iron armor.

"It's the golden wrestler of Taoism! Be careful...bastard!" Halfway through Zhao Zihan's voice seemed to be interrupted.

Wen Yi took a deep breath and turned her head to look at Yang Guang. The light net on his body was bright and dark, flickering.

When he turned his head back, a shadow had blocked the door.

Touch!

The door of the ward was smashed open by a fist of a casserole, and there was a purring sound outside the door.

Wen Yi didn't even think about it. When the pistol was pointed at the outside, she hooked the trigger.

Bang bang bang!!

A series of three shots penetrated the wooden board of the door and hit the black figure behind the door.

But next, the fist that passed through the door opened his big hand like a fan and barbed on the door panel.

click!

The door frame embedded in the cement wall around the door makes an overwhelming sound.

Bumbang...

Wen Yi instinctively screamed, and the pistol in her hand hooked again. This time, she unreservedly shot out the remaining bullets in one breath.

But as the gunfire stopped, the door was completely lifted out.

It was a humanoid tank with a height of two meters and a height of five meters. Its huge body covered the light that was not bright in the corridor outside. The monster began to shake his fist and hit the wall on the door that blocked its footsteps.

Boom!

A layer of brick flew out, and even a piece of Wen Yi's scalp flew over, hit the window glass, and smashed the glass to pieces.

Wen Yi threw the pistol at the humanoid tank at the door, and the power of the pistol did not cause any damage.

"The spirit of heaven does not appear, and the spirit of man appears." Wen Yi put her hands together and put them on her chest. In the palm of her hand were three ancient copper coins, which glowed slightly. With Wen Yi's magic spell, there seems to be a surging power in the palm of her hand.

"Tiananghua gas, kill evil!" Wen Yi put her hands together and instantly aimed at the big guy at the door and pushed it out.

Hum!!!

A light that was clearly intertwined with several colors shot out of Wen Yi's hand. The light was extremely sharp and horrible, and penetrated the big man's chest in an instant, and the hole was 30 centimeters in size.

This is Wenyi's life-saving means, the second of the three opportunities left to her after Xiaoqi Xiaoyu flew up.

With the penetration of the light, the big man shook his arm and wanted to smash the wall again, but he couldn't lift it. He took two steps back and fell to the ground.

Wen Yi looked at it motionless, but saw that the big man fluttered and blew away the dust on the ground and disappeared! Only one piece of paper fell from the place where it fell to the ground.

What the hell is this? Wen Yi suddenly thought of the voice that Zhao Zihan shouted just now.

Did someone with a Taoist lineage take action? This kind of paper talisman's golden armor is not a very profound spell, but the raw materials are difficult to find.

Before she could take a breath, her feet shook again, and she suddenly heard Zhao Zihan's shouting voice, as if Yin Dongmei had been hurt.

Wen Yi gritted her teeth and did not dare to move half a step.

I'm sorry, it's not that I won't save you. I can only block here again. I must protect my man! Wen Yi can only use this as an excuse to give herself a reason not to save people! Who can understand how much suffering there is to bear in your heart? Who can understand? If Yin Dongmei died in order to protect Yang Guang, then let Yang Guang live and make up for it, but now Yang Guang can't die! Can't die! At least you can't die until you lie down...

Boom!

Another loud sound of breaking the wall. As the sound of footsteps approached, a dark shadow appeared again at the door.

Wen Yi sighed and put her hands across her chest again.

At this moment, she felt a pat on the shoulder. In shock, she heard a familiar voice: "I'm sorry to make you feel wronged. Wait here, you man, I'm back, and there's no reason for you to work hard.

At this moment, Wen Yi felt that she had a great grievance, and tears couldn't stop flowing out of her eyes.

He, wake up!