The cannon fodder of quick time travel slaps the face and becomes a god

There were basically no major problems along the way. Even with Qin Chuan, a high-level zombie, the low-level zombies wandering around dispersed before they gathered.

One day, a woman suddenly rushed out in front of their car. She was disheveled and looked very pitiful. The key point was that she was holding a package in her hand. It looked like a child.

She just stood in the middle of the road so fearlessly, facing the speeding car, although trembling, she still had no intention of getting out of the way.

Mu Xichen raised the corners of his lips slightly, put one hand on his chin, and put his elbow on the window frame. With the other hand, he kept changing the wind blade in his hand into various shapes, and even solidified it into a The two weapons fought each other.

Qin Chuan turned his head slightly, and the sunlight outside the window hit the man's excessively fair skin, creating a layer of golden luster, as if he was not in the end of the world, but enjoying sunbathing on the beach of the Maldives.

It's strange to say that Mu Xichen is obviously a person who kills a lot, but his temperament is very clean, so clean that it is like a green spring, quiet and warm, as if whenever he sees this person, his heart will be restless and unsatisfied. The heart that is killing intent will also calm down.

Qin Chuan forced himself to suppress the throbbing at that moment, and looked at the woman in front of him who wanted to die, without changing the expression on his face, even the direction of the car, and rushed straight past.

The woman finally started to panic, as if she didn't expect someone to be able to run over her like this, she managed to stagger the distance from the car at the last second, and rolled to the ground.

After getting up, she stared blankly at the rear of the speeding car for a while, and the child in her hand fell to the ground, but what was exposed was a livid purple limb, which had obviously been dead for a long time.

She picked up the child, pulled down her sleeve to cover a tooth mark on the inside of her forearm, and stood in the middle of the road again.

Why am I going through this with my baby?

Now that the end of the world is over, everyone should die, why is it that only our mother and son have an accident...

Seeing Qin Chuan's decisiveness, Mu Xichen turned his head and glanced at him, with a half-smile, "I can't tell, you're still a ruthless guy."

Qin Chuan pursed his lips, took a sneak peek from the corner of the eye, but did not answer, but a thin layer of red seemed to appear on his face, but unfortunately his skin color was too dark to be obvious.

"Looking at you like this, you should have been quite capable before. How did you die?" Mu Xichen suddenly became interested, leaned over slightly, and said in a low voice, "Your physical fitness seems to be a gangster or a gangster." He was a soldier, how could he fall into the hands of zombies?"

The topic of how to die is very serious in itself, even a little offensive, but Qin Chuan didn't have any disgust, and even took it for granted. He was happy to answer various questions from young people, but this...

He didn't know what to think of, his face suddenly became gloomy, and his body even exuded a murderous look, obviously recalling something unpleasant.

"Huh? Don't want to talk about it? That's fine." Mu Xichen saw that he was in a dilemma, and gave up without much entanglement. He just got up suddenly, and didn't mean to ask the bottom line.

But Qin Chuan seemed to be more entangled, Bo Chun pressed his lips tightly, and even faintly turned pale, his throat was dry, and he said with some difficulty, "I will tell you everything from now on... from now on."

Mu Xichen turned around in surprise. This was the second sentence this person said to him. If he hadn't said clearly, "I'm Qin Chuan." He might have thought this person was dumb.

These days, too, although he was taken care of like a housekeeper, but he never said anything, and usually acted directly.

Nodding in dispensation, Mu Xichen leaned his head back and continued to catch up on sleep. The road was already boring, and this person was a bored gourd. It seemed that he had nothing else to pass the time except sleeping.

Mu Xichen didn't open his eyes until he was awakened by the sudden brake of the car. The scene in front of him made him slightly stunned, his eyes were still dazed, and his hazy eyes swept over, making Qin Chuan feel his throat tighten. , hurriedly looked away.

Mu Xichen's eyes gradually cleared up. A tree as thick as three people's arms was lying in front of their car. It was obviously a roadblock deliberately placed here.

Several men with fierce faces gathered around the car, yelling something loudly.

This is a robber?

It's the end of the world, and what they think is not how to kill zombies and survive, but to rob weaker humans, which is great!

Mu Xichen opened the car door and got out of the car, casually leaning against the car, Qin Chuan followed closely beside him in a protective manner, "What's your business stopping the car here?" Mu Xichen said with a slight smile.

The leader looked at the two of them and wanted to cut out his eyeballs, wipe them and put them back in again. What kind of fat sheep is this?

They are clearly two fierce gods!

Two third-level supernatural beings, I'm afraid they can only think about it in their dreams.

"Uh...we saw everyone working hard, so we thought...we wanted to set up a rest stop here for everyone to rest, there is no other meaning, hehe..." the leader The man in front of him had long since lost the arrogance he had when he started shouting, and the flattering smile almost reached his ears, but no matter how he looked at it, he was forced.

"Rest stop? Okay!" Mu Xichen didn't expose his lie, and even followed his words, "Then please lead the way."

"Ahh...Okay, please come with us..." The leading man didn't react for a while, and then turned around to lead the way after a long pause. Xichen colored his subordinates and conveyed some information.

"My name is Huaqiang. The two big brothers can just call me Qiangzi." Huaqiang pushed open a slightly dilapidated door. Pack of food, obviously stolen goods that haven't had time to hide.

"Are we going to rest here?" Mu Xichen turned around and looked at Hua Qiang with a half-smile. It looked like the place where the leader lived, and they were really willing to do so.

"Yes, you two have a rest here, and I will send someone to bring you some hot food later." Huaqiang smiled and complimented for a long time before closing the door and leaving.

Mu Xichen took a look, walked to the bed, closed his eyes and rested his mind, within half an hour, the door was pushed open again, but this time the person who came in was a beautiful woman.

The woman had her hair permed in big waves, her face was painted with delicate makeup, and a high-waisted cheongsam with slits wrapped around her perfect figure, even adding a third of color.

She walked over swayingly, put down the hot noodles in her hand, bent slightly towards the two, showing the charming curve of her chest, her red lips were slightly parted, full of temptation, "The master asked me to serve the two distinguished guests ..."

Outside the door, Hua Qiang was pacing back and forth anxiously, looking at his watch from time to time, his eyes staring at the door as if they were about to burn.

"Are you sure everything is in there?" He turned his head to look at a short man, his face was full of gloom, mixed with cruelty, completely no longer the kindness just now.

"Brother Qiang, don't worry, the medicine is specially made. Not to mention the third-level supernatural beings, even zombies can be brought down by him. Besides, isn't there Jasmine? Her body is also full of medicine, as long as those two people... ...Hehe...you can rest assured!"

The little man patted his chest with a wretched expression.

Two hours later, Hua Qiang opened the door with a group of men, but the scene inside the door made his eyes widen instantly.

The author has something to say: Momo has been traveling in Changzhou for the past two days, and he will go home on March 3st. He can only use his mobile phone to code words in his spare time, so if there are any symbols that are garbled or wrongly written, please point them out first, and I will change them on the computer when I go back. , Momo tries to update as much as possible, if you really have fun and don’t update, I will add more to compensate you when I go back, eh?