Seven Hundred and Fifty-Seven, It Is Locked Like This

"What zombie?" Someone asked An Ran from the side. {щww{suimеng][lā}

Zhan Lian flew over and said, "What other zombies are there? There must be a wood-type zombie in the forest."

"What? Enron is under control???"

Everyone turned pale with shock, they had heard about the power of wood-type zombies, and some people had vaguely heard rumors that An Ran was a wood-type supernatural being.

But immediately, some people felt that An Ran was in pain, but she was sane, and she didn't seem to be under control.

Zhan Lian pursed his lips, took An Ran to the car, then turned around, and said to the people beside him:

"Go back, or stay here, the previous problems are not something you can solve."

"Why?" The men in the team looked around, "The trees around here are okay, and they're considered safe. I think Anran's situation is okay. As long as we work together, we will solve the problem."

"You can't solve it."

Zhan Lian brought Anran to the passenger seat, then put the doll on Anran's lap, fastened the seat belts for the two of them, walked to the driver's seat by himself, and persuaded everyone,

"Go back, if you don't want to go back, just stay here, or send a few people back, and notify all the fire-type power users in the city to come here."

He thought that the reason why these people feel at a loss and cannot understand is because they don't know much about An Ran's power level, and they don't know how far An Ran can manipulate plants.

For An Ran's level, ordinary wood zombies couldn't harm An Ran at all.

Therefore, once a wood-type zombie that caused harm to An Ran, needless to say, its level, if An Ran can't control this wood-type zombie, then in the whole world, no wood-type supernatural being can escape from this wood-type zombie control.

Zhan Lian drove the car, stepped on the accelerator, and left the crowd. He glanced at the small group of people who were left behind in the rearview mirror of the car. Among these people, none of them had a higher level of metal power than him. , and no one's fire ability level is higher than Luo Fanfan, so facing the high-level wood zombie, it really can't play a big role.

On the contrary, there might be a danger of being hunted by that wood-type zombie.

"Go over there."

An Ran lying on the passenger seat,

Holding the doll tightly with one hand, he lifted the other hand feebly, pointing Zhan Lian in a direction,

"Stop ahead and cut down all the trees."

Zhan Lian stopped the car at the place designated by An Ran, got out of the car, picked up the doll and started cutting wood. He didn't ask why An Ran ordered him to do this. In the control of high-level wood-type zombies, it is difficult to even speak, and he wants to save some energy for An Ran.

As towering trees fell to the ground one by one, An Ran's field of vision widened a bit. She was lying on the passenger seat, as if her hands and feet were completely disabled, and she didn't listen to her orders at all.

In fact, it was the same. Her hands and feet were controlled and she couldn't move, but she also knew that the wood zombie in the depths of the forest didn't feel much better after thinking about it. It controlled An Ran's hands and feet, and her own hands and feet were also controlled by An Ran. Take control.

An Ran's eyes looked at the sky through the car window, the last tree was felled, the baby's giggling laughter came again, the stars in the sky became bigger and bigger in An Ran's eyes.

She thought, the distance between her and that zombie was just locked, it couldn't get close to her, and she couldn't get close to it either!