Chapter 62: Please don't die

'...I just know that if you do anything to it, it will really die a miserable death.' Looking up compassionately at Xu Yushan, who was arrogant, Zhang Xin sighed, showing no intention of letting go. 'I advise you to think carefully. It doesn't matter if you kill me, but you absolutely cannot hurt it in the slightest.'

Zhang Xin knew full well that if Mo Wen wanted to kill him, it would probably be a matter of moments, but if Mo Wen found out that someone had touched Yu Lan...he would definitely wish he was dead.

'Ridiculous.' Seeing that Zhang Xin still had no intention of letting go, Xu Yushan snorted derisively and screwed up his eyebrows, directly pushing up a wall of earth and pushing Zhang Xin out.

Earth-based supernatural powers are excellent defensive powers. Although they are generally not lethal, they are more than enough to stop a third-order spatial-based supernatural power user.

Zhang Xin, who had been pushed back a step, took out his gun as expected and aimed it at Xu Yushan, and pulled the trigger.

Zhang Xin would never be softhearted towards someone who could endanger his life. In his opinion, that would be making things difficult for himself.

The gunshot rang out, but the bullet only grazed Xu Yushan's scalp and flew past.

This was not because Zhang Xin's marksmanship was bad, but because Xu Yushan suddenly took two steps back as if he had seen a ghost, tripping awkwardly and falling to the ground.

'...Zombie?' He stared at Yu Lan in the car, his face full of horror.

Although it was now pitch black around them, it was not difficult for Xu Yushan, an extraordinary person, to see Yu Lan in the car.

So when he saw Yu Lan's emaciated body, which no human could have, his mind felt like it had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and chaos ensued.

Hearing these two words come out of Xu Yushan's mouth, Zhang Xin's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. He silently took a few steps back, and had already silently mourned for Xu Yushan for a second in his heart.

Because he saw Mo Wen standing on the high ground.

Once again, the air around him seemed to have solidified, making it difficult to breathe. The wind and sand were isolated outside this space, and not even a sound was heard.

An angry mood filled the space, making people's hearts tremble while a sense of fear arose from the bottom of their hearts. At this moment, even Zhang Xin, who was not targeted, felt like his neck was being squeezed, making it impossible for him to breathe. He covered his chest and knelt down, his head hanging down, afraid to even move.

Xu Yushan, who was the target, fell to the ground, his face turning purple and his face contorted in pain.

It seemed as if the whole world had been left with only the sound of Mo Wen's footsteps as he walked closer, like the grim reaper from hell, bringing with him endless despair and darkness.

Standing in front of Xu Yushan, Mo Wen let out a low chuckle from his nose in a condescending manner.

'What were you trying to do just now?' he asked in a low voice, his voice sounding very pleasant.

Unfortunately, such a pleasant voice sounded like the low growl of a demon in Xu Yushan's ears. He felt only a burning pain in his lungs, and he couldn't spit out a single word after opening his mouth for a long time.

As if he had grown impatient, Mo Wen suddenly lifted his foot and stomped heavily on Xu Yushan's back. His hands had been calmly inserted into his pockets from beginning to end, only his expression gradually turning cold. 'I'm asking you, what were you doing just now?'

'Hm.' He felt like his heart had been crushed into powder. Xu Yushan opened his mouth and "wow" spat out a mouthful of blood. The roaring in his ears only heard the sound of bones breaking.

'Still not talking?' Mo Wen ground his feet even harder, impatiently asking again, insisting that Xu Yushan give an answer.

'I...' Xu Yushan made a great effort to spit out a fragmented word. He didn't care about how Mo Wen could come back so quickly, and just instinctively used all his strength to control the sand under Mo Wen's feet to push him backwards.

Perceiving the movement at the bottom of his feet, Mo Wen tilted his head slightly, raised the corner of his lips, and casually kicked Xu Yushan in the abdomen, sending him flying.

The next moment, he leaned forward and pulled out a dagger, chopping off Xu Yushan's hand.

'You were just about to use this hand to touch Lanlan, weren't you?'

'Ah!' Xu Yushan let out a painful wail, shrinking in pain but unable to say anything to beg for mercy. He could only keep shaking his head and pleading for Mo Wen's forgiveness.

'Not this hand?' Obviously misunderstanding Xu Yushan's shaking head as meaning something else, Mo Wen laughed lightly and said indifferently, "Then it must be the other hand.'

As soon as the words left his mouth, Xu Yushan's other hand also instantly detached itself from his body. He opened his mouth miserably but could not let out any screams of agony, trembling with pain and on the verge of fainting.

In fact, Mo Wen did not like to torture people like Drunken Night and the others. In his opinion, unless it was absolutely necessary, he would always directly dispose of his "prey.'

Therefore, after cutting off Xu Yushan's hands, Mo Wen completely lost his patience with him and kicked him again with all his strength, watching him crash into a huge rock.

The force of this kick was enough to shift Xu Yushan's internal organs.

Xu Yushan lost consciousness immediately. He had almost every bone in his body broken, and only blood was still trickling from the corner of his mouth.

'My Lanlan, you cannot defile it with these eyes, nor can you touch it.' With a faint pursing of the lips, Mo Wen spoke gently to Xu Yushan, who was like a pool of rotten mud. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his posture was like that of a guardian who had successfully driven out an intruder.

'Wen,'

Yu Lan, who had been awakened by Xu Yushan's screams, opened her eyes and leaned against the car window, staring at Mo Wen as he polished his dagger. She called out to him in a low voice.

Mo Wen paused in his dagger polishing and looked up to see Yu Lan's two round, rolling eyes.

He walked over, touched Yu Lan's head, opened the car door, got in, and put his arms around her.

'Why did you wake up so quickly today?' Mo Wen asked tenderly, poking Yu Lan's side face.

Unlike ordinary zombies without consciousness, Yu Lan's growth and evolution, like humans, took place in sleep, which meant that the longer Yu Lan slept, the faster she grew.

Now that Yu Lan had just become a seventh-order zombie, there was no obvious change on the surface, but Mo Wen knew that she was definitely storing energy inside her body, ready to advance at any moment.

It seems that she understood Mo Wen's words. Yu Lan twisted her neck, pointed outside, opened her mouth and let out a 'ah' sound, her face full of grievances.

'You were woken up?' Seeing Yu Lan's meaning, Mo Wen couldn't help but laugh out loud, and faint smile lines appeared in the corners of his eyes. 'It's okay, go back to sleep, now I'll sleep with you.'

As he said this, he gently patted Yu Lan's back, coaxing her to sleep like a baby.