Apocalyptic Survival

"It seems that there is nothing wrong, they are jumping up and down alive."

Duan Mo had a smirk on his face: "There is something wrong, it still hurts."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yan suddenly approached him without saying a word, and Duan Mo's heart skipped a beat for an instant: "This trick again?"

Wen Yan's eyelashes fluttered like a fan, and his murmured tone carried the meaning of laziness between lovers: "Where does it hurt?"

Putting his palm on Duan Mo's head, his fingers twirled gently in the soft hair: "Here?" Before Duan Mo could answer, he slid down the back of his neck to the spine, causing a gentle tremor: "Or here?"

The exhaled breath is not as cold as the sound, but just like the heat of water vapor when the pot was just opened, covering the skin generously, mixed with sweet and greasy fruity smell, like the strongest aphrodisiac.

There is an atmosphere called 'ambiguity' in the air.

At the end of the paragraph, I felt that the finger traced the position of the spine, and the body was completely out of control. It was obviously stiff, but it softened involuntarily, and there was a slight trembling.

"Are you eating my tofu?" The voice after speaking startled him a lot, it was obscure and hoarse, like a piece of parched land thirsty for rain.

The corners of Wen Yan's mouth rose slightly: "What's so delicious about your dried tofu figure?"

"Then you are fucking me to eat your tofu?" Duan Mo raised his eyebrows.

Wen Yan's smile grew bigger and bigger, and his hands slipped from Duan Mo's back to support him on the bed: "Let them make tofu for dinner."

Duan Mo smiled softly, his eyes softened into gentle water waves: "Is it so easy to feed?"

Just as I was about to say something, the door was suddenly opened again, and Gu Huaian walked in straight away.

Seeing Duan Mo rolled his eyes, a smile flashed in Wen Yan's eyes, he turned over, slumped lazily on the bed and looked at the unexpected guest.

Looking at the two people in front of him expressionlessly, Gu Huai'an keenly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and grinned without a smile on his face: "It's dinner, I'm waiting for you."

Although he has never practiced feudal superstition since he was born, if a fortune teller came to tell Duan Mo that he and Gu Huai'an did not match, then he would definitely think that the fortune teller was a god!So damn accurate!

Fu Xuefeng, Rong Xing'er, and Mo Qingyao were all present at dinner, and with Gu Huai'an as a live medicinal material, Rong Xing'er and Mo Qingyao's faces were still a little pale, but they were much better.

Looking at the food on the table at the end of Duan, the old man blushed.

Well... there is tofu.

Rong Xing'er, who was talking to Fu Xuefeng, caught a glimpse of Duan Mo's expression, and felt a chill in her heart, with an indescribable feeling, what should I say?That expression is exactly like the shyness of a young girl Huaichun, but also somewhat imperceptibly gentle.

This is absorbing the original crystal and sucking stupid, right?Rong Xing'er complained inwardly, watching Duan Mo staring straight at the plate of tofu, her eyes were full of spring, and she felt creepy, she reached out and moved the tofu in front of him: "Stop staring, just eat if you want."

At the end of the paragraph, he smirked twice in a panic, and changed the subject in embarrassment: "By the way, sister Rong, how are you doing? Is your injury serious?"

Rong Xing'er waved her hand: "I'm fine, but Yaoyao's injury is serious, I'm afraid it will take a while after I go back this time."

Seeing Duan Mo's eyes turned to her, Mo Qingyao held the chopsticks and made a face at him, and the ghost doll who had been sitting on her shoulder also made a face at him. The scene that was like copy and paste was once very funny.

Duan Mo smiled helplessly, took a spoonful of tofu and put it into his mouth, um, it was so smooth and tender, the taste was really good.

Raising his eyes, he was facing Wen Yan's clear eyes, like the first ray of sunlight in the morning, shining straight into his heart - it's good to be alive.

After a short rest, it was time for them to leave here.As the forward scouting team, their task has already been completed. Although it didn't take long, it took at most one day and one night from their arrival at the base to the end of the conflict, but the process was quite tortuous and difficult. I'm a little tired, and the rest of the terms and conditions of the contract are left to the professionals at the base.

This is their last night at this airport base.

At the end of the paragraph, I slept too long during the day, which is destined to be a sleepless night tonight.Sitting on the roof staring at the moonlight in the sky, he was in a daze. A blanket fell from the sky and covered his head, like a zongzi.

He tore off the blanket indiscriminately, and looked at the instigator speechlessly.

As for the instigator Wen Yan, he still looked innocent: "The injury is not healed yet, don't catch a cold."

The corner of the mouth twitches at the end of the paragraph: Shouldn't we consider whether we will have a heat and a cold when we cover with a blanket in this weather?

Wen Yan looked at his distorted expression, tilted his head, and sat beside him: "Qing Tong asked me to enlighten you and make sure that your mental state is normal."

At the end of the paragraph, he couldn't help laughing: "Are you sure he asked you to enlighten me? Let you enlighten me? Will you really not let the enlightened die of aggrieved death?"

Wen Yan didn't answer, and Duan Mo was silent for a while, looking at the darkness outside the base in the distance, muttering in a low voice, "Human life is really worthless."

Wen Yan: "Have you started to hurt the spring and the autumn again?"

Duan Mo chuckled: "You live a very chic life." After spending time together, he has also heard about Wen Yan's parents. Before the end of the world, they were rich and powerful people. Together with resources, the central base was established, and the scope and force of the base were continuously expanded, making it one of the largest sanctuaries for human beings in the last days.But the end of the paragraph seems to have never met them in person.

Suddenly wanting to see Wen Yan anxious and annoyed, Duan Mo admits that he sometimes has bad tastes.

"Let's put some stars to see, Mr. Wen."

Wen Yan rolled his eyes, but still raised his hand lightly. In an instant, countless small stars like broken diamonds were suspended around them, shining brightly, like a dream, like a well-prepared surprise.

Duan Mo touched his face with his fingers a few times, and the stars flowed slowly with his fingers like quicksand with brilliance. It was a scene that couldn't be dreamed of even in a dream.He turned his head and met Wen Yan's eyes, reflecting the diamond-like brilliance, moist and misty, as if it contained the entire universe, and instantly sucked his soul into it, and willingly of sinking.

At the end of the paragraph, I suddenly thought of a similar sentence, probably, when the moon comes out, no matter how shining the stars will lose their charm.Although it was very vulgar, he believed that the person who said this sentence would understand his mood at the moment.

However, before he could calm down, Wen Yan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed his head. Duan Mo's inner sense of crisis soared, but he suppressed the urge to attack in an instant, reflexively I closed my eyes.

He could feel the moment his hand whistled past his temple, and his eyelids twitched.He opened his eyes but was startled, Wen Yan's hand retracted from the back of his head, a large moth was trapped in a ball of light in his hand, the shape of the moth was similar to that of an ordinary moth, but it was larger Quite a lot, plus the size of the wings is about to catch up with his two heads, the long tentacles hang down, and the thin wings are covered with blood like meridians, which looks like a skeleton, but there is no doubt about it Its toxicity and power.

"This is... a mutated moth?"

Wen Yan nodded: "It should be, it is struggling, and the strength is not small." The light ball in his hand kept flashing blue light, and the frequency became faster and faster. Wen Yan squeezed his palm lightly, and the moth shattered with the light ball. It became countless starbursts and dissipated in the air.

"It seems that the mutation speed of animals is not slow." Duan Mo sighed. Before they left, the research institute had already made a protective film over the research base. It seemed that they had realized this a long time ago, but they didn't know What is the effect of making it.

"It started a long time ago. People are changing, so animals and plants are also changing," Wen Yan said solemnly. "When you go out, remember not only to guard against people, but also animals and plants."

Seeing his serious appearance, Duan Mo laughed and said glibly: "I see, Mr. Wen, you are well-informed, knowledgeable and talented, and the students admire you."

Glancing at him, Wen Yan continued to fiddle with his little star calmly. A cool breeze blew by, and Duan Mo involuntarily tugged at the blanket on his body.

Well, it's pretty warm.

.. ......

The sky suddenly appeared, and the roar of the aircraft came from the open space of the base, which was the signal for the return journey.

Rong Xing'er held Fu Xuefeng's hand: "Mr. Fu, take care, I hope we can meet again."

"Hahaha," Fu Xuefeng smiled heartily, "In this last world, 'see you again' is definitely the best wish."

Rong Xing'er lowered his head and smiled softly.

Fu Xuefeng stopped laughing and looked at them solemnly: "Thank you very much!"

Mo Qingyao said with a cold, unhealed face, "You don't have to thank me, Yuan Jing can give us a few more tons first."

Shu Shiya held her with one hand, covered her mouth calmly with the other, and gave Fu Xuefeng a friendly and polite smile.

Of course, Fu Xuefeng pretended that he hadn't heard anything very cheekily, and said goodbye to them for the last time.

The power is sufficient, the stand is retracted, the propeller rolls up dust, and the aircraft gradually lifts into the air, roaring away into the distance.They came and left in a hurry, traveling between the two places, like swordsmen galloping in the rivers and lakes, writing each story by themselves, but there is always a place to return.