The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

As soon as the three of them entered the gate of the camp, they received unprecedented attention. Ning Zeyang's limping appearance and the glaring large bloodstains on Bai Lin's clothes told people that their battle was not easy.

Ning Zeyang was helped into the room, his leg was injured by glass during the battle, bones could already be seen in the wound, at the door of the room, Ning Zeyang turned his head and smiled apologetically at Bai Lin.

I'm not such a petty person.

Bai Lin shook his head, rejected the offer to help with the wound, and walked towards his and Fu Ci's room in a swaggering manner.

Unexpectedly, it was empty.

Under the guidance of a group of well-meaning people, Bai Lin turned around and found Fu Ci in a corner of the camp. He was squatting on the ground, looking reverently at the black thing on the ground.

Taking a closer look, it was the head of a zombie.

Alas.

Feeling sick, especially when thinking about the blood and unknown tissues that were sprayed out when fighting the zombies just now, Bai Lin was so panicked that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

It was Fu Ci who noticed the footsteps and turned around, his eyes very dark.

Bai Lin's condition is not very good at the moment, he ran to find someone just after he came back and hadn't changed his clothes yet.

There were bloodstains all over the clothes, and the fabric on the shoulders was broken into several pieces. He came here just now with the curious eyes of countless people.

Fu Ci stood up, strode forward to him, grabbed his shoulders, and frowned: "What's going on?"

The too intimate action made Bai Lin at a loss, he inadvertently got rid of Fu Ci's shackles, and moved back: "It's okay, I was accidentally scratched by a tree branch on the way back."

He didn't dare to say that he had been bitten by a zombie, and that if he fell into the hands of other humans, he would be dead at best. In the hands of Fu Ci, he would probably have to dissect himself to see his structure.

Fu Ci didn't speak, and stared at the wound thoughtfully, Bai Lin felt uncomfortable all over, and he would suspect that his little thoughts would be seen through any more.

"It's fine." Fortunately, Fu Ci let go of his hand, "Let's see if you are brave next time."

Bai Lin is not happy to hear these words, is that called being brave?He is doing it for the society, bah, making contributions to this world, if he doesn’t save people, this plane will collapse, and you will be doomed too!

"Hmph, don't talk about me. You didn't see that Qin Sangsang's eyes just now. It seems that it was my fault for not saving her in the first place. A little girl like her is really unlikable."

At any time, Bai Lin can't let go of the opportunity to discredit Qin Sangsang, and must reduce Qin Sangsang's goodwill in Fu Ci's heart, but he is not discredited, Qin Sangsang's performance just now really made him really happy. accurate.

"There's no her here, why do you always mention Qin Sangsang?"

Fu Ci glanced at Bai Lin, the little white rabbit was still immersed in his thoughts, and a smile flashed in his eyes - he seemed to be very afraid that he would have a good impression of Qin Sangsang.

When two people with the same purpose and different ideas communicate, they are not on the same channel at all, but there is an inexplicable sense of harmony.

Bai Lin pouted, slandering Qin Sangsang [1/1] today.

When Bai Lin finally remembered to ask about the zombie's head, both of them walked towards the door of the room.

For his inquiry, Fu Ci did not explain too much. The head was left by the team who found zombies wandering around the camp. He handles it.

How casual are these people, aren't they afraid of zombies cheating on them?

Thinking of this, Bai Lin's shoulders began to ache again.