Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

(The previous chapter has been revised.)

Zhenqing had also studied space arrays when he was in Qinghe, and was quite proficient in it. He could use the space array to calculate the position of the array's center. Qiu Bieyi only needed to assist in locking the space in the middle so that others wouldn't find out.

Zhenqing tapped the table with his fingertips, "Action tonight?"

Gu Yuan: "Is Ayi okay?"

Zhenqing smiled and said, "No problem. Qiuqiu left a divine power mark in the basement of the laboratory, which will facilitate our direct transmission."

Everyone: "???"

Wen Sheng subconsciously asked, "Oh my god, when did it happen?"

"It was left when he released his divine power to detect it today during the visit."

Zhenqing propped up his face and poked the table lightly with a pen. "Yan Yi can only use a little time power now. It's no problem to condense time to stop, but we only have twenty minutes."

"Twenty minutes is enough." Lingjie knew Zhenqing's level. With Qiu Bieyi's assistance, it would not take twenty minutes, ten minutes at most.

Wei Yang suddenly spoke up, "Since we're already going, how about we split up and act separately? A Yuan and Lan Yun will stay in the lab to look for information and see if they can connect to the lab's system."

Everyone looked over and immediately had a bad feeling. The young man smiled and raised his eyebrows at Gu Yuan. "The system in the laboratory is huge. It will probably take Ayun ten minutes to find the information, ten minutes to copy and hack into the system. Can you do it, young master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhen Qing took two steps back with the chair, clearing the space. Wen Sheng immediately put his hand on Gu Yuan's waist and pulled Wei Yang's clothes.

Gu Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he stood up and slammed the table, his eyes widened and he angrily asked, "Wei Yang, what do you mean!"

Wei Yang reached out to catch the fan that Gu Yuan threw over, "I'm just asking, I don't mean to provoke you."

Gu Yuan sneered, and the ice cone in his hand condensed, "I think you are just looking for a fight!"

Wei Yang's pupils trembled, "Calm down! Ayi is still resting!"

"Don't use Ayi to pressure me! I think you are just looking for trouble!" Gu Yuan sneered and smashed the ice cone between Wei Yang's legs. Having said that, he still lowered his voice.

Wei Yang was stunned for half a second, looking at the ice spike that had just pierced the sofa. It was only a few millimeters away from his crotch, and it was just enough to destroy the happiness of his lower body. The boy trembled and said, "Are you serious?"

Gu Yuan's half-condensed ice cone also paused, and he coughed lightly, "...I didn't mean it."

Lan Yun sucked in a breath of cold air, and Mu Yao beside her almost laughed to death.

Ling Jie pulled Wei Yang back twice, which was painful to watch, "......A Yuan, you have a pretty good aim."

Wen Sheng held his forehead.

Zhen Qing, who was sitting nearby, was stunned for a moment when he felt the biting cold and the sharp spikes on the icicle. Hearing Mu Yao's laughter, he also laughed out loud, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha......."

The young man held his stomach and laughed until tears came out. He knew that Wei Yang and Gu Yuan did it on purpose to divert his attention and make him laugh. His heart was both sour and sweet, as if a bottle of five flavors had been overturned, and the sourness choked his heart.

Several people clearly felt the change in Zhenqing's emotions, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then they felt at ease to continue making noise.

Mu Yao took out a set of all-black clothes and said with a sly smile, "Shouldn't we change into night clothes when we sneak into the laboratory to explore? I happened to bring a night suit and a few sets of black clothes! Do you want them?"

Wen Sheng's mind was full of question marks, "Why do you carry a nightgown with you?"

"Shouldn't this kind of thing be suitable for a nightgown?"

"Hehe." Mu Yao rubbed her hands excitedly. "I spent too much time in the military academy. I only had a vacation once every six months. I was so suffocated that I often went out to play secretly. These clothes were made at that time. After I returned to Aqing, I never used them again. They are now gathering dust in the mustard seed space!"

Everyone: "......"

Zhenqing picked it up and read it, thinking back to the novels he had read before, "A nightgown should come with a mask or veil, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Yao took out a veil with a smile, "Yes, yes!"

Gu Yuan touched the material of the veil and glanced at the clothes in Zhenqing's hand, "Qianye cloth?"

"You know what you are talking about, young master~"

Mu Yao snapped her fingers. "Back then, we put a lot of effort into climbing over the wall to go out and play."

"This kind of cloth is specially supplied by the military. The clothes made from it can blend perfectly into the night." Wen Sheng came up and said, "It is forbidden to sell it on the market."

Wen Sheng and Ling Jie looked at each other. Wen Sheng took the clothes from Zhen Qing and looked at them. "This kind of cloth is very rare even in the black market. We only have a few pieces at home. How did you buy it?"

"It's in the underground city of the black market, in a small shop in a remote corner. I can't tell you the exact location." Mu Yao sighed, her face suddenly twisted, and her heart ached when she thought of the prices.

"That old guy asked for hundreds of thousands of dollars, and my monthly pocket money was gone just like that."

"So you sold that white ghost flower on purpose?"

Lan Yun immediately remembered something. After Mu Yao completed her mission, she sold the hundred-year-old white ghost flower she obtained to Haiyan Field. They usually would not sell such rare medicinal materials or therapeutic treasures, but kept them in their own hands for future use.

Mu Yao nodded. "I didn't hand in the white ghost flower after I got it in the space. The mission only said to hand in 50%, and I can keep the rest."

Gu Yuan propped up her face and glanced at Wei Yang, who was looking up at the sky and the earth but not at them, and said faintly, "Mu Xiaoyao, are you dishonest? You have such a good thing but you don't share it. I have this handle in my hand."

Mu Yao paused, and shuddered when she saw Gu Yuan narrowing his eyes. She decided to divert the blame, "Wei Yang has some tricks too."

Everyone turned their attention to Wei Yang.

Wei Yang: “….”

The young man glared at Mu Yao and said helplessly, "I am a major after all, I have one or two normal ones, okay?"

"The execution uniforms issued by the military all have special patterns on them." Mu Yao immediately exposed him, "He can't wear them out! The old man told me that someone ordered eight sets from him, and each set was a different size. I guess they were all you!"

Wei Yang: “….”

"Stop."

Wei Yang kicked Mu Yao in annoyance, and took out a few sets of night clothes from the corner of the mustard seed space and put them on the table. "You are the only one who talks too much. I did order a few sets for everyone. They were originally for us to wear when we move around with humans, but we don't need them now, right? Ayi only needs to snap his fingers to take us to the laboratory."

Lan Yun: "This is called having a sense of ritual."

Everyone: "......"

"Thank you, Ayang." Zhenqing took the two sets of clothes handed over by Wei Yang with a smile, "Okay, since we have to have a sense of ceremony, then you can go back and pack up, and leave later."

"it is good."

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Zhenqing saw Gu Yuan and others off and returned to the bedroom with clothes.

The man lay on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, his brows furrowed, one hand resting weakly on his chest, the other hand loosely grasping the quilt. His complexion seemed to be a little better than when he first lay down, but his lips were still a little pale.

The young man immediately placed his clothes on the bay window, sat down beside the bed and held the man in his arms. He placed his hand on his forehead, and the divine power in his hand gently soothed the man's slowly recovering sea of ​​consciousness, "Qiuqiu?"

Qiu Bieyi rubbed against Zhenqing's arms, dodged Zhenqing's hand on his forehead, and hugged Zhenqing's waist, "Brother, I'm fine now."

"it is good."

Zhenqing lifted the man up so that he could put his head in his shoulder. He told the man what they had just discussed outside, "Is it okay?"

"Of course." Qiu Bieyi propped himself up, lowered his head and touched the boy's lips, then asked with a smile, "Where are the clothes? Let me see."

Zhenqing used his divine power to hook the clothes over, took one and looked at it, "Cut the size."

Qiu Bieyi turned back into his mortal form, took the clothes and raised an eyebrow, "It looks pretty good."

The two nightgowns were obviously a set, both with embossed patterns. One had sun and moon runes on the hem, and the other had a slightly purple rose pattern. If you looked closely, you would find that these patterns were also accompanied by fine flashes of gold.

There are even subtle prints on the veil, the texture of which is so delicate that you can feel its exquisite veins through your fingertips.

The two of them quickly changed their clothes. When Zhenqing looked up at Qiu Bieyi, she was stunned where she was, staring straight at the man in black. The black veil covered the lower half of the man's face, revealing his captivating phoenix eyes and sapphire pupils that were like the bright starry sky. When he looked at her, his gentle love was like a warm spring breeze, which seemed to drown her and make her intoxicated.

Zhenqing pursed her lips to hide the darkness in her eyes, put on a black headband, quickly put on her veil, turned around and opened the door, "They should be ready, let's go."

Qiu Bieyi, who was just about to straighten his brother's clothes, said: "???"

"Brother? What's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

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