One Hundred and Eighty-Two 0 Flower Branch

Holding the doll crying like a humanoid monster, An Ran stretched out her hand, grabbed the little girl's stumbling body, and ran straight forward. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a large number of dense zombies behind her, and she was led over by her. , An Ran was anxious to die.

Maybe, maybe, it will be explained here today, or she and her daughter never thought that they would survive for so long in this apocalypse. , If she must not survive today, she and the doll are also together. This is a mentally prepared thing, and An Ran is not afraid.

【Come here, come here】

In her mind, a small voice suddenly sounded, An Ran stopped abruptly, raised her head, looked up and down, left, right, up and down, except for the zombies, there were only three living people, she, the little girl, and the doll, who was in her mind. speak?

[here, here]

The small and weak voice continued to call in An Ran's mind. Seeing that the zombie in the front was running fast, it was about to reach An Ran's back. She took the little girl, turned a corner, and headed directly towards someone in her heart. Run in an identified direction.

I ran into a clothing store and saw a lily on the counter at a glance.

The lily had withered to the point where all the petals were hanging on it, and the slender leaves were also browned and yellowed, and it seemed that the water shortage was serious. At this time, An Ran felt a little sick and went to the doctor, so she directly grabbed the lily on the counter.

The petals of the lily fell instantly, and the leaves on the face also fell off, leaving a bare branch that was still a foot long.

An Ran grabbed the branches, hugged the crying doll in her arms, held Little Mint, turned around, ran to the fitting room, went in, and closed the door.

After chasing the nearest zombie behind her, she threw herself on the door of the fitting room, shouting "ho ho", leading all the zombies behind her to slam against the door of the fitting room.

"Press the door!!!"

An Ran was in the door, desperately, desperately, resisting this thin wooden door, the baby in her arms cried more and more heartbreakingly, and An Ran's whole body seemed to have been soaked in water, messy hair. Sticking to her cheeks, behind her, are the hands of countless zombies, scratching the door with their nails, as if scratching her spine.

In the narrow fitting room, Little Mint obeyed An Ran's words, and also turned around and pressed her back against the door.

But what's the use of this?

It's just a thin wooden door, what's the use?

What's more, An Ran still holds a humanoid monster in her arms. An Ran keeps moving, the surrounding environment is not quiet, the doll refuses to eat at all, she just wants to cry, she is so young, she doesn't understand anything, who cares about the current situation. Critical not critical.

At the door of the fitting room, the small iron pieces connected to the cracks of the door were knocked loose, and the zombies outside the door frantically squeezed in the direction of the baby crying. Under the door, even the hands of the zombies came in, grabbing Live at the feet of An Ran and Little Mint.

"Ah~!!!"

An Ran screamed in fright, her ankle was caught, she lowered her head, holding the doll in one hand and the lily branch with only one flower stem in the other, bent over, anxious, The supernatural energy of the fingers rushed out, and then he took the lily flower rod and hit the zombie's hand in a panic.

In just one click, the lily branch was knocked down, pulled up, and brought with it the rotten flesh on the back of the zombie's hand. The flesh was quickly absorbed by the top of the lily stem, and in An Ran's mind, there was a thirsty cry.