"Gugong, gugong..."
Ling Mo just reached out to separate the thin membrane in front of him when he saw it suddenly quiver.
He was initially stunned, then quickly reacted.
"Damn it!"
As he turned around, Ling Mo's hand, which had been ready for a long time, lashed out like lightning.
However, that moment of hesitation had already caused Ling Mo to lose the advantage... The resistance in the water wasn't much to the zombie, but there was still some effect. Ling Mo's turn put him behind the assailant rushing toward him in terms of movement.
So when Ling Mo turned his head, a massive, ghastly pale face suddenly appeared before him.
Besides the face, what he saw the most was a mass of black hair...
"Holy shit, a Water Ghost!"
Ling Mo's heart immediately trembled.
At the same time, the opponent's two arms passed through the black hair towards him, yet his hand was still half a foot away...
