The wind and snow got stronger, whistling and beating on everyone. Tang Ran tried his best to slash the infected person's neck with a knife. Warm blood splashed onto Tang Ran's face, making her feel dazed for a moment.
"Boom--" A purple thunder and lightning struck from the sky, and the infected person roaring ferociously in front of him was instantly blackened and fell to the ground, followed by a burst of intensive gunfire.
"Saved." A thought came to Tang Ran's mind, and he put the tip of the knife on the ground to steady himself. He just didn't know who saved them. Could it be the military?
The others sat down on the ground. Tang Jing let out a long breath, lay down directly in the snow and giggled.
A slender figure appeared in front of Tang Ran and handed her a handkerchief.
The black trench coat and gold-rimmed glasses that have remained unchanged for thousands of years could be anyone else but Qi Shaoyan.
Tang Ran suddenly smiled, feeling the joy of surviving a desperate situation and the joy of meeting old friends again. Then Tang Ran sat down on the ground without any image burden, took the handkerchief and wiped the blood on his face.
The two teams of soldiers who rescued them were dressed in obviously different clothes. One team was in pure black uniforms, with about fifteen or sixteen people, and the other team in military green uniforms had only eight or nine people.
Tang Ran thanked him and slumped in place, not wanting to move.
"Boss, these guys are amazing. They killed almost three to four hundred infected people." A young soldier with an immature face clicked on the corpses on the ground and said to the captain Jiang Chen with his tongue.
When Jiang Chen heard this, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he secretly looked at Tang Ran who was lying on the ground, but suddenly he saw several black figures approaching Tang Ran, and the leader was his archrival Wei Xuan.
Wei Xuan had a round face and looked particularly kind when he smiled. He sat on the ground and stretched out his hand to Tang Ran, saying, "Hello, my name is Wei Xuan, and I am the captain of the Shadow Team."
Hearing the surname Wei, Tang Ran was shocked. He secretly increased his vigilance. He stretched out his hand and shook his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Tang Ran. Is the captain of the guard here to perform a mission?"
When Wei Xuan heard this, he looked frustrated: "Yes, we were ordered to come to the rescue, but unfortunately we couldn't find the rescue target. We also encountered a frenzy of infected people and lost many brothers."
Before Tang Ran could reply, Jiang Chen's rough voice sounded like thunder in Tang Ran's ears: "Are you a dog-like bug who is harming other girls again?"
Wei Xuan smiled with his eyes closed, waved his hands and said: "Miss Tang, don't think too much, there are some conflicts between me and Brother Jiang and he has some misunderstandings about me."
Tang Ran said nothing, but Jiang Chen started quarreling with Wei Xuan as if he heard some big joke.
Rather than saying it was a quarrel, it was more like Jiang Chen scolding Wei Xuan unilaterally. Tang Ran felt like his ears were going to explode. He stood up and walked towards Tang's father. He met Qi Shaoyan who was walking towards Tang's mother and the others.
"Thank you." Tang Ran looked grateful and nodded slightly towards Qi Shaoyan.
Qi Shaoyan hummed expressionlessly and turned around without knowing what he was doing.
"Xiao Ran! Old Tang! Xiao Jing Xiaoya!" Tang's mother ran up from behind, whipped Tang Ran around, and then ran back anxiously after seeing that he was not seriously injured.
Looking at the large and small wounds of Tang Jing's father and Zhou Xiaoya, he tremblingly took out the medicine and prepared to bandage them.
"Mom!" Tang Ran hurriedly stopped him, looking at the light black blood flowing out of the wound, his face looked a little ugly: "The wound is poisonous, we need to detoxify it first."
"How to detoxify?" Tang's mother was running around anxiously, and the Liu Qingshui family who came after her also showed their unbearable expressions and were secretly anxious.
At this moment, Qi Shaoyan approached Tang Ran with a bag of things and handed it to Tang Ran. A warm voice then sounded: "For your trophy, grind it into powder and apply it on the wound to detoxify it. Generally, the wound will need one pill, and in severe cases, you can apply two pills." To three.”
Tang Ran took it and saw that it was actually a bag full of crystal stones. Without any pretense, he took it and handed it to Tang's mother. He looked at Qi Shaoyan seriously and said, "I owe you this once. If you need anything later, just tell me."
Qi Shaoyan looked at Tang Ran steadily and said after a long while: "Then it will be equal to last time." Then he turned around and helped Jiang Chen set up the camp.
After applying the medicine, Tang Ran took the bag and counted it. After using 16 pills, there were 368 pills left.
There are 30 pills for each person, and there are still 218 pills left. I have dual-system powers. I have never heard of them before. I don’t know how to consume them...
While Tang Ran was thinking about it, he was counting the crystal stones and preparing to distribute them, when suddenly there was a cry in his ears.
"Brother Yue! He's not dead! He's not dead!" Zhao Fei hugged Feng Yue tightly, his eyes were scarlet and unwilling to let go, and he waved his hands like a mad dog to drive away the surrounding soldiers.
"Feng Yue is dead?" Father Tang's tone was uncertain, and his voice was full of regret.
Tang Ran slowed down his movements and gave a low hum. Feng Yue died, but she didn't feel happy, but felt a little sad.
"Where's Sister Guoguo?" Tang Jing's voice sounded next, with curiosity on his grinning face.
"It's gone." Tang Ran said without emotion, stood up and distributed the crystals to everyone: "After condensing about twenty of the power marks, you can become a D-level power user. We are too weak, we need to improve quickly. "
Tang Ran gave Liu Qingshui's share to Xu Fang. After all, Liu Qingshui could only act like a zombie now, unable to move his hands and looking very stiff.
The smell of blood lingered in the air. Tang Ran took a few crystal stones and sat cross-legged, practicing hard.
When she was just fighting, she was accidentally scratched by an infected person, but the wound healed faster than before. She had no time to take care of it at the time, but now she calmed down and took a look, she was shocked.
A wisp of buds sprouted from the top of the small seedling that originally had only two leaves. It seemed to have grown taller. The whole seedling exuded a pleasant atmosphere, while the small water droplets representing the water system lay quietly on the top of the leaves. Up, there was no movement.
joy? Tang Ran was frightened by his own thoughts. How could a mark with a supernatural power have emotions? And how did these two marks get mixed up?
Tang Ran secretly tried his best to separate the two, but saw that the seedling wrapped the water droplets with two leaves, as if silently protesting.
