Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 322 I am a handsome guy in the last days (73)

What is involved here is more complicated, and it will not be clear for a while.

The only thing Sang Jian knows is that the so-called modern world she lives in is not normal.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have spiritual power, and I wouldn't meet those people in the mental hospital.

Although Sang Jian didn't respond to Yi Yuan out loud, Yi Yuan could hear her inner thoughts.

Yiyuan dives silently, secretly investigating what is going on in the world where Sang Jian exists.

As for Sang Jian's current situation, he wasn't worried at all.

A person who can basically do everything, does he need to worry?

In the past, Yiyuan didn't understand who gave her the confidence, but now he understands it.

The self-confidence of the strong is given by their own strength.

It was still raining, and Sang Jian's body had already started to drip.

The zombie was also stabbed a few times by Sang Jian, but it was a pity that he didn't hurt his fatal point. He didn't feel it at all, but the flame on his body gradually weakened a lot.

boom!
Sang Jian was a little distracted because he remembered his previous life.

At this moment, the zombie seized the opportunity and kicked Sang Jian's hand holding the sword, kicking the sword away.

The next second, he leaned forward, raised his hand to grab Sang Jian's neck, and pushed Sang Jian to the ground.

"Smelly bastard! I admit that you have some abilities, but you are only human after all!"

The zombie stared at Sang Jian condescendingly, with a ferocious smile on his pale face.

He pinched Sang Jian's neck with the hand, and the temperature gradually rose.

"Cough cough."

Sang Jian couldn't help coughing twice due to the scalding temperature from her neck and the hand that made her breathless.

"I also want to eat fresh ones, but in order not to cause trouble, I have to give you a happy one!"

The zombie's hand was even stronger, and there was even a burning smell coming from Sang Jian's body.

".My friend, you have no chance."

Sang Jian's face turned pale from being pinched, but his tone remained calm.

When he said this, the zombie seemed to have crushed Sang Jian's neck.

But as soon as the words fell, there was only a puff, and at that moment, Sang Jian's hand was inserted directly into the zombie's head from the temple on the side.

Immediately, the zombie's eyes widened, and he exerted more force on his hands, intending to die with Sang Jian.

Sang Jian's hand rummaged inside his skull, and touched a fingernail-sized bead, and she took it out without thinking.

puff--

The moment the hand was pulled out of the zombie's head, the contents of his brain accidentally splashed Sang Jian's face.

Immediately afterwards, the flames were extinguished, and the zombie still kept pinching Sangjian's neck with its eyes wide open, and fell straight towards Sangjian.

Sang Jian raised his leg and kicked him flying.

At the same time, Yiyuan's voice sounded again in his mind, "Oh, by the way, don't kill this zombie, he was a member of the research institute when he was alive."

While talking, he paid attention to the situation outside.

From this point of view, people are stupid.

Sang Jian held a small red bead in his hand stained with blood and brains.

From her neck to her chin, a dark red blister was scalded.

Ah this
He just left for a little while?
Sang Jian sat up from the ground, raised his hand to touch his neck, and said angrily: "Bao, can you stop disturbing my mood when I fight next time?"

Her voice has gone hoarse.

One Yuan: "...that means you're not focused enough!"

Sang Jian: "."

She couldn't refute for a while.

It's easy to get distracted when you think about some things in the past.

So much so that I made myself so embarrassed this time.

(End of this chapter)