Fake Immortals in the Cultivation Realm of Life

Chapter 350 The Girl Holding an Umbrella (Part [-])

"There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever, even if you send you off thousands of miles away, you will have to say goodbye. Let's all go back!"

In the second year of the apocalyptic calendar, at the beginning of June, the sun, which never sets all day long, finally disappeared on the horizon. When people feared that it would never rise again, it resumed its day and night rotation, or in other words, the earth finally returned to normal.

It took Nuan Nuan more than half a year to finally leave the customs, but going out also means parting.

Just like now, Nuan Nuan is saying goodbye to the people in the base.

At this time, Nuan Nuan had already changed out of the white Wugou monk clothes. She was wearing a light and breathable smoky gray spider silk vest, a pair of army green overalls, and a pair of black military boots. With short hair, he looks like a sunny boy from behind.

But looking at it from the front, no one should recognize the wrong gender, because after a year of eating and drinking, the unique curves of girls have developed twice, at least it can be seen that a "B" is coming, maybe in the future, C will also Not impossible.

Because it was raining lightly today, Nuan Nuan was still holding an oil-paper umbrella, and the umbrella was painted with a scene that looked like a picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival, but perhaps because of the rain and fog, no one could see clearly what the painting was.

And Nuan Nuan, who used a top-grade spiritual weapon as an umbrella, felt the spiritual energy in the slight drizzle, and sighed. After a year, the earth finally returned to normal, and even because of the recovery of spiritual power, the air was much fresher than before .

This means that the consciousness of the earth has completed the evolution of chaos, and it will be dormant for a period of time, which also means that it can no longer intervene in the development of the earth during this period.

The consciousness of the earth must be left behind, and the protagonist's aura will play the biggest role, but at least, the risk of being exposed at any time has been reduced by at least half, and she doesn't have to worry about the surveillance above her head, and she can do whatever she wants.

Even Uncle Lei, Xun and many other weapon spirits, as well as the soul-devouring python and purple gold swordfish can all come out to help Nuan Nuan, she is no longer alone.

What's more, she has met many new partners, and she must, must be the one to win.

The two bases in Taihang Mountain are Nuan Nuan's secret armed forces, and a tripartite confrontation has taken shape.

The red-eyed zombie was injured, with large burn marks on his body, and his head was almost chopped off, which surprised Nuan Nuan, who was swept away by his consciousness.

The wound on his body didn't look like it was on fire, and Nuan Nuan somehow thought of Ji Wangyou, a light-type supernatural being who existed like Mary Su.

But Nuan Nuan scanned around the Taihang Mountain several times with her spiritual sense, but she didn't see Ji Wangyou, whether it was a living person or a zombie, and she didn't even see the remaining three people.

Could it be that he was killed by a red-eyed zombie and then gnawed into pieces?
It's not impossible!
Nuan Nuan turned her head and put the matter behind her, naturally she never thought of telling Dong Xinhe.

But the red-eyed zombie can't die yet.

Because of the injury, several third-level zombies under his hands wanted to take the opportunity to take the lead. The red-eyed zombies killed three, and two were stopped by five other third-level zombies controlled by Nuan Nuan.

This move allowed the red-eyed zombies to reach an agreement with these zombies. Through the master-servant contract, Nuan Nuan learned that it was probably similar to a "mutual help" agreement.

Because the red-eyed zombies were injured, the zombies shrunk their forces and encouraged the survival of the fittest within. The interior began to devour each other, and elite mobs continued to be born.

It has to be said that they are all level three, and the IQ of the red-eyed zombies is definitely much higher than that of the Nuan Nuan contract. It is estimated that this guy was also a monster before he was transformed into a zombie.

It is precisely because of the internal "reform" of the zombies that the Fire Base and Wasteland Paradise have a chance to breathe.

Sunflower Essence Xiangyang has become the first line of defense for the fire base. A large number of crops have been planted, and some women are even pregnant.Under the leadership of Dahei and Xiaohei, Wasteland Paradise has become a paradise for mutant beasts, and everything is developing in a positive direction.

Thinking of this, Nuannuan let out a soft breath, and beside her were Dong Xinhe, Pei Jici, the little drunkard, Xiaoqiao, Handicraft, Eighteen Shuwei, Fatty Bai, and Yueyang's mother, Sister Sun.

Du Kai, Mr. Zhao, Xiao Yu and Xiao Shanfeng chose to stay at the Xinhuo base. Du Kai became one of the 36 inspectors. Mr. Zhao established the Xinhuo Academy and became the first principal.

Xiaoyu, as the representative of the cannon fodder team in the fire base, became one of the youngest twelve chief executives _ the chief executive of the logistics department, behind which was the mountain rat clan.

At this moment, Nuan Nuan and his group waved to Xiang Yang, Gray Hat, Da Hei, Xiao Hei, as well as the 36 CEOs and [-] inspectors from Xinhuo Base who were watching him off.

She has gone through countless partings, and at this moment, she doesn't look like she is inseparable, she just smiled: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. Let's meet again in the future!"

other people:"……"

It doesn't matter if the master is a woman, but now he still wants to develop in the direction of a green forest hero?

With the sound of Dong Xinhe starting the modified motorcycle, the other three motorcycles also roared, waved at the people who saw him off, and then left in a hurry.

Those who stayed behind looked at the motorcycle that couldn't be seen in the blink of an eye, and their eyes turned green with envy.

Nuan Nuan modified Lingli Motorcycle is a product of the combination of mechanical creation and technology. Like a spirit weapon, it is powered by Lingzhu or Lingshi. Not only is the speed comparable to the fastest sports car in the world, it can reach 500 kilometers per hour , and the ability to leap and blink.

The so-called leap is the literal meaning of leaping, about 50 meters in height and width.

As for Shun Shan, Nuan Nuan drew an evasion spirit pattern, which can move ten meters away instantly after activation.

And this is just a bare metal machine. In the Fire Base and Wasteland Paradise, even if you don't get half the discount from the real master, you still need [-] merit points.

And the high-end version like Nuan Nuan and the others, which is not only equipped with spiritual power guns, propellers, defensive covers and even flying wings, requires 50 merit points.

In the entire base, except for the eight vehicles that the logistics department needs the joint approval of twelve chief executives to use, any individual can only drool and fantasize about it.

Nuannuan and his group, who were gradually walking away under the gaze of everyone, quickly left the Taihang Mountain area and stopped in an open place.

Holding the umbrella, Nuan Nuan flew directly from the motorcycle into the air, then closed her eyes, but her spiritual consciousness spread out.

Nuannuan practice needs to strengthen the red lotus karmic fire and accumulate merits. The darker and dirty the place, the more white flowers can bloom.

So she opened up her spiritual consciousness to the maximum, and about a thousand miles around are under her spiritual consciousness, and with her wisdom eyes, the color of the air in each area is clear at a glance.

What she was looking for was black aura, the darker it was, the more it would exchange.

In her "sight", thousands of miles around became the graffiti drawings of an extremely gloomy child, most of the areas were gray or black, and the colored areas were just dots.

Nuan Nuan selected the most colorful stroke among them, compared it with the earth, and hit the next one heavily on it.

"Destination: City A, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)