Love your pet egg

Han Zheng was covered in blood, his clothes were torn into rags, and AK's eyes were full of red threads. With a ferocious expression, he pulled the doctor over and shouted angrily, "Hurry up! Hurry up!"

He Shuyan and Song Yang also rolled and fell from another car, their eyes were filled with tears, and their lips trembled uncontrollably.

"How...how did you get hurt?" The doctor opened the medicine box, and there was almost nowhere to start.

"We acted in groups, and we were already coming back... He insisted on going to the third basement of Metro Mall by himself, and we were not allowed to follow him... He brought a lot of Thunderbolt beads, we thought nothing would happen... Who knows ...The ceiling will suddenly come down..." Song Yang explained with a trembling voice, his upper and lower teeth were banging indiscriminately.

AK wiped his face, not daring to recall the scene when he and Song Yangshuyan almost went crazy when he saw zombies falling on Han Zheng's head and face like dumplings on the car screen.

AK stepped on the accelerator with all his strength, the car crossed the road directly, smashed open the glass door of the shopping mall, the tires rubbed against the marble floor of the shopping mall, sparks flew together, the three of them almost rolled out of the car, and rushed all the way to the third basement floor .

The doctor cleaned Han Zheng's wound. Someone brought pots of hot water. He Shuyan opened the backpack and poured out a lot of medicine, drips and needles.

Han Zheng's clothes were cut open, blood was stained on his strong chest, and flesh and bones were flying from the large and small wounds. It looked shocking and horrible. The doctor wiped it, and suddenly stopped.

Everyone followed the doctor's fingers to see that there was a clear tooth mark on Han Zheng's shoulder, and the surrounding area of ​​the wound formed by the tooth mark was dark and gray - he was bitten by a zombie.

Everyone took a closer look, only to find that the wounds on his body were bite wounds, but the blood was soaked in it before, and once the blood was wiped off, the teeth marks were no longer visible.

The gathered people hurled away, and everyone retreated one after another.

Song Yang raised his gun tremblingly, pointing the muzzle at Han Zheng's head.

"He's not infected!" AK said angrily, "We've been vaccinated before we came out, so he won't be infected!"

"AK!" He Shuyan trembled with tears, "The vaccine can only delay the infection... We all know... It can't prevent the boss from being infected..."

AK's eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets. He glared at He Shuyan fiercely and roared, "Yes! Boss will definitely survive! How many times he has saved us! He is Han Zheng, He won't die! He's the best special soldier in the world!"

"He's human!" He Shuyan also roared, "There is no way to prevent the infection of the zombie virus now! There is no way!"

"Stop arguing, both of you!" Song Yang yelled, his voice hoarse as if he was grinding on gravel, "Boss said, as soon as he starts to turn into a dead body, give him a good time... I only listen to Boss... ..."

"Happy your mother!" AK rushed towards Song Yang, trying to grab his gun.

AK and Song Yang scuffled, He Shuyan joined in, and kicked AK away fiercely: "AK! Are you still a fucking human being? You've lost the face of Boss Han!"

AK was stunned suddenly, and the 1.9-meter tall man had tears streaming down his face. He bit his lip tightly, hugged his head suddenly, and squatted down.

The doctor only hesitated for a moment, and then continued to clean Han Zheng's wound. The sky was high and the land was wide, and the yard was full of people, but there was no sound. No one stopped the doctor, and no one asked to transfer Han Zheng.

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd, and Han Zheng, who was lying on the ground, suddenly bounced up heavily, and swiped his palm on the ground!

"Not good! He wants to transform into a dead body!" Someone shouted in a deep voice, and the onlookers backed away one after another.

Song Yang wiped his tears, and stubbornly raised the gun again. The sound of the safety being loaded was heard clearly, and there was a "click", like a string stretched to the extreme in the air. Press the tip down slightly——

Shuyan closed her eyes, AK suddenly raised her head and then lowered it weakly.

Everyone's heart is full of sadness and despair.

At this moment, a white and slender hand suddenly grabbed the gun/barrel, and its round thumb blocked the muzzle of the gun.

"eleven?!"

Eleven pulled the doctor up and pushed him aside, while he picked up Han Zheng in full view of the crowd. The slender and thin boy hugged the 189 cm man with ease, and walked back to the tent briskly.

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Phoenix is ​​full of treasures.

Phoenix tears can bring the dead back to life, but Han Zheng and the child can only be regarded as half-dead, crying can't come back, Phoenix's saliva can bring alive bones, Han Zheng's wounds are not fatal, if he can wake up and raise him As for the blood of the phoenix, it is a more precious detoxification relic than the purple jade chilling cicada, so the most important thing everyone has taught him since he can remember on the eleventh day is that he should not let people know that he is a fire phoenix when he walks in the outside world .

The little master has taught that everyone has his own destiny, reincarnation has a turn, and he must not go against the sky, especially the blood and tears of the phoenix should not be squandered at will. At that time, he did not dare to use the phoenix blood for Chu Huaize, because he was afraid of bringing him karma. But the law of heaven and earth is in chaos here, so you can give it a try.

However, it is also because there is no aura of heaven and earth here, his lost blood cannot be regenerated, and both physical and mana will be restricted...

Eleven squatted on the ground, resting his chin, and looked at Han Zheng lying on the carpet without blinking. There was a luminous pearl hanging in the tent. The light was bright and soft, flowing like moonlight, bright but not dazzling.

Han Zheng closed his eyes, his facial features were still deep and three-dimensional, his brow bones were hidden, and his nose was narrow and straight, but after all the banter and sharpness were removed, he almost completely overlapped with Chu Huaize whom he had met for the first time on November.

At that time, Chu Huaize was also lying unconscious on the stretcher, Eleven glanced at him briefly, at that time, he only thought that this person was really good-looking.

Han Zheng looks so good now.

How much phoenix blood is needed to save a person, and Eleven was not sure how much it was, so he took a bowl, took some blood, and fed it to Han Zheng first, watching his breathing become calm and his face gradually return to blood, and put the blood on his face again. The rest was fed to the child.

Gossamer-like light spots in the air gradually gathered together, gradually condensing into two clear light and shadows, a pale green soul entered the child's body, and a purple one entered Han Zheng.

Eleven touched Han Zheng's warm face, couldn't help but smile, and carried the child and Han Zheng out one after another.

Almost everyone gathered on the threshing floor. The child's parents hugged their son's warm and soft body and knelt on the ground to kowtow to Eleven: "Thank you Eleven! Thank you, thank you..."

Several special soldiers would check the life and death of people. They felt Han Zheng's pulse in disbelief, listened to his heartbeat, and finally confirmed that this person was alive. They looked at each other with mixed feelings.Eleven, however, had already walked towards his tent, and said softly as he walked, "I'm going to rest, unless I come out by myself, none of you will come to me."

He quickly walked back to the tent, and just as he lowered the curtain, his body lightened, and he rolled into his bed with a grunt.