abyss doomsday

Licking his lips, Lin Youhe lowered his head like a quail.

Fan Qingxin picked up Lin Youhe's dagger with special powers and aimed it at the mutated monkeys who were controlled by numbness.

Hearing the sound of the knife being inserted into flesh and blood, Lin Youhe almost buried his head in the soil.

The blood flowed to Lin Youhe's eyes. His pupils trembled slightly and he closed his eyes, feeling the feeling of each connection being severed.

After about an hour, Lin Youhe moved from the original chassis to a stone to isolate the blood on the ground.

Fan Qingxin touched the blood on his face, looked at Lin Youhe who was cowering aside and said softly: "My dear, you have to learn to be cruel. No matter now or in the future, what I hope is that you can put yourself first. "

Hugging his legs tightly, Lin Youhe said in a low voice, "I just can't adapt, and I didn't say they shouldn't die."

The red and dazzling blood on the ground stained the weeds on the ground, and blood beads hung on the leaves, which looked very full of vitality.

Sighing, he sat next to Lin Youhe and rubbed Lin Youhe's head: "Well, forget it, it's the same no matter what."

He turned to look at Fan Qingyi, raised his hand to wipe away the blood on Fan Qingyi's face, and relaxed a lot: "There won't be a next time."

nodded.

Lin Youhe rubbed his hand on Fan Qingxin's head. The slender, soft hair was shiny black and felt quite good, but it was stained with blood and became a little sticky.

He leaned his head on Lin Youhe's shoulder and said nothing.

After finding some edible and useful items in the village, Fan Qingxin began to prepare dinner.

The small coal-burning stoves in rural areas have been left unused for a long time and have accumulated a thick layer of dust.

He used Xu Chu's superpower to clean the pot and made a pot of rice with the rice he found.

All the storable vegetables brought from the base had been eaten, and Fan Qingyi could only make a pot of mung bean soup using canned meat and mung beans.

Lin Youhe, who was sitting on the stool, took a comb and combed the hair of Fatty Orange, and the loose hair that fell off was gathered into a ball by Lin Youhe.

He poured a bowl of soup for Lin Youhe and handed it over: "Drink some mung bean soup to clear the fire."

Little Fatty Orange put down and took the bowl.

He lowered his head and stared at the floating oil flowers in the bowl.

After blowing on it, he quickly drank the whole bowl of soup.

Fan Qingyi originally wanted to see if there were any edible vegetables in the fields, but after looking there, he found that the fields were all overgrown with weeds and there were many bones in the fields, so Fan Qingxin gave up going to the fields. Searching mind.

After dinner, a few people tidied up the room where they stayed, washed up, and prepared to rest.

The tile-roofed houses in the countryside are not big, with two rooms and the door can only be half-covered.

Sitting on the made-up bed, Lin Youhe took out his mobile phone, turned it on and unlocked it.

I looked through the rebooted, clean photo album and sighed.

There were many favorite pictures in her photo album, but now they are all gone, as well as the novels she read.

Under the moonlight, Lin Youhe touched Fatty Orange's back and took two photos of Fatty Orange with his mobile phone in the dark night.

He pinched Little Fatty Orange's round cheeks and pulled out his buried head from his armpit, and took two photos. Little Fatty Orange, whose sleep was disturbed, impatiently pulled Lin Youhe's hand away with his paws and twisted it. After a few moments, he curled up into a ball and was about to fall asleep again.

He laughed softly, lying on the bed and looking through the photos he had just taken on his phone.

Turning off the phone, Lin Youhe touched the cat's soft fur and buried his face in the cat's soft belly. He rubbed it a few times. Little Fatty Orange didn't resist, and he pulled Lin Youhe's face and fell asleep peacefully.

Lin Youhe fell asleep quickly.

The next day, before dawn, Lin Youhe was sneaked out by Fan Qing.

He hugged Little Fatty Orange and yawned in a daze: "What's wrong? It's not dawn yet?"

Fan Qingxin stuffed Lin Youhe into the passenger seat and watched Xu Chu, who was already seated, walk around and get into the driver's seat and start the car.

"The smell of blood yesterday was so strong that it attracted nearby zombie animals. If they don't leave, they will turn into skeletons." Fan Qingxin turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, turned around and ran away.

Lin Youhe leaned on the back of the car and fell asleep. Without saying anything, he lowered his head and pulled on the seat belt to fasten it.

It didn't take long for Lin Youhe to pull on his seat belt and fall asleep.

Xu Chu lay by the window and looked at the village that was moving away. There were many roars of beasts.

Perhaps before yesterday, this hilltop was the territory of those mutated apes, and other mutated animals and zombie animals did not dare to come. Now that they are all dead, and there is so much ready-made food, who would not be tempted to leave it alone?

Xu Chu looked at the invisible village for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief. They should have escaped and would not be chased by those monsters.

But Xu Chu always felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, his perception ability was not as powerful as Lin Youhe's. If he had sensed it, he might have been very close to a few people, but they escaped.

The originally lazy Fatty Orange suddenly started screaming and roaring, and the hair all over his body exploded, like a tiger ready to fight back at any time.

Lin Youhe was woken up by Little Fatty Orange's step. Little Fatty Orange's sturdy figure stepped on Lin Youhe's belly one foot after another, directly stepping on Lin Youhe to wake him up.

Raising his hand to grab Fatty Ju's legs, Lin Youhe squinted his eyes and became a little annoyed: "What's going on? Are you so noisy?"

Holding the steering wheel, Fan Qingyi looked a little ugly. Animals' ability to perceive danger is much stronger than ordinary people, and sometimes even more sensitive than those with supernatural powers.

"We may be in trouble again." His slender eyelashes trembled slightly, Xu Chu grabbed the seat belt uneasily, and there was a trace of sweat in his palms.

Lin Youhe, who didn't hear clearly, tilted his head and was confused: "What happened? Say it again? I didn't hear clearly."

"Trouble! Big trouble, do you hear me clearly?" Xu Chu kicked the back of the passenger seat with an unexpected kick.

The kick made Lin Youhe jump forward.

"? Xu Chu, are you out of your mind? I didn't mess with you. Do you really think I can't deal with you until you're dealt with?" Lin Youhe was kicked to wake up, his face full of anger.

Grabbing Lin Youhe's head and turning it around, Fan Qingyi whispered: "Don't make any noise! ​​It's important to save your life now. Take a look around to see if there's anything following us. Little Fatty Orange's hair keeps blowing up. He must have sensed something."

He slapped Fan Qingyi's hand away, his face a little irritated, he closed his eyes and started to look around: "There's nothing."

Lin Youhe held back his anger and clearly gave up.

After Lin Youhe checked, Fatty Orange began to calm down, but he still trembled in Lin Youhe's arms. It seemed that he was safer in Lin Youhe's arms.

Picking up the schoolbag on the driver's seat, Lin Youhe sneered, threw it back, and hit Xu Chu.