Myung-hee reborn at the end of the world

This is—Yuan Baoge?

I saw the original position of the eggshell, a large sea bowl, that big pigeon stood there shaking its head, its whole body was V-shaped, its chest was round like a ball, its feathers were snow white with lavender stripes across it .It cooed, and after aiming at Shen Chen's direction, it barked even more cheerfully, and ran over happily with its feet spread.Although it only made cuckoo, cuckoo, Mingxi could still hear that it was barking——

my lord.

This egg really gave him too many surprises recently.

"My lord, I'm Zi Dan, my lord..." Mingxi found out that the bird was still chattering, and he regretted why he could understand its words - he only said these few words back and forth. Introduction, it's just annoying.

Shen Chen was also annoyed enough. "Purple egg! Shut up!"

The world is beautifully quiet.Zi Dan fluttered his wings a few times and then clamped them tightly, with a restrained and careful look, matched with its shape, Mingxi laughed heartily.

Thousands of years ago, Shen Chen had such a pet by his side, which really surprised him.A demon king, shouldn't pets be mighty, domineering, cool, and domineering?What kind of trouble is she being so cute?

Shen Chen is not happy these days.

When Mingxi was cultivating, although he had nothing to do, it was very pleasant for him to stare blankly at Mingxi.Occasionally sneaking a little bit, the days are not too good.But ever since Zidan broke out of its shell, it was always chattering in his ear, and Shen Chen patiently said a few words to it at first, but he couldn't remember anything from what it said about the past .

His life is starting anew, he likes the present life, and he doesn't have any strong feelings for the hometown that Ming Xi mentioned, except for the nostalgia in the depths of his soul.What's more, because Mingxi might not go to the Demon Realm with him, he couldn't have a good impression of that place.

He doesn't want to listen and waste his brain storing things that he can't remember from 8000 years ago.

How to chat happily without a common language?

"Zidan, these vegetables and fruits are about to rot, so you can refine them into pills." Shen Chen pointed to the hill-like vegetables and fruits on the ground.

Purple Egg's chattering mouth stopped abruptly. These vegetables and fruits grow in the illusion, and they can already be classified as low-level spirit fruits. Low-level changes such as rot will not appear on them.

But Shen Chen had a sullen face, his undoubted mighty majesty was compressed in his eyes, and just a little bit of it made his feet go limp - how much like the Demon Lord back then.At that time, it was just one of the inconspicuous subordinates under Mozun. When Shen Chen came to the throne, he saw him from a distance. The kind of domineering and bloodthirsty that dominates the world makes him tremble when he thinks about it now.

If it wasn't for Shen Ling's choice of future assistants for Shen Chen in order not to let the fairy world find out, she wouldn't have chosen the humble one.Good control, good camouflage.

It was also a mistake. When he was excited for a while, he looked at the master's appearance and let go of his caution, losing his sense of proportion.

"Here..." Obediently rolled up the materials with his wings, Zi Dan went to make alchemy, occasionally sneaking a peek, and saw the Lord Lord who had been domineering just now was propping his chin, looking at the mortal with soft eyes, Like looking at rare treasures.

Even though they are all servants, why does this lowly mortal receive all the attention and care from the Lord?

Zi Dan was not convinced, but he had been with the Lord from the very beginning, so he had lost the opportunity.

Why not wake up sooner?Why did he focus on recovering his strength early after waking up, pointing out the sky in the spider's nest and losing the opportunity to hug the Lord's thigh earlier?

The more Zi Dan thought about it, the more depressed she became, and even the fire that spewed out of her mouth became weaker and weaker.

A few days ago, Mingxi and Lingyuan cooperated with each other to set up the shielding array before the snow melted.People in the Bianlu base can go out, but outsiders will be blocked when they come in. If they force their way in, they will be injured by the formation, ranging from injury to the body and bones, to the soul returning to the west.Everyone in the base is very happy. This year, it is finally possible to usher in another cold winter after the winter.After surviving the winter, they can continue to start the new year with peace of mind in a safe environment.

Afterwards, Mingxi went to closed-door training again. When the formation was lit that day, he suddenly realized the opportunity to advance, so he closed the closed-door training immediately without delay.

It was already May of the following year when he advanced to the fourth level of Qi training and passed the test.

After coming out, I found out that the Bianlu base has ushered in another big change.

After the snow melted this year, a large number of zombies besieged the city, and even a ninth-level zombie appeared, whose strength was comparable to that of the early stage of the fifth level of Qi training.It rushed into the base violently, and even the formation was damaged.Tens of thousands of zombies mobilized together, and everyone in the Bianlu base felt the oppressive feeling of the enemy approaching the city. Some people were even afraid of losing their hearts and souls, and ran wildly on the road with their arms wide open, crying: The base is going to fall! up!Zombies are eating people!In the end, he was shot and killed by the patrol.

Song Shucheng's eyes were icy: "Shake the hearts of the people, confuse the public, kill."

Fortunately, Lingyuan defeated the ninth-level zombie, and repaired a few minor damages to the formation, so that the safety of the base was guaranteed again.The next step is much simpler. Song Shucheng organized the experts of the whole base to hunt out of the city in a disciplined and strategic manner. In this way, the base worked slowly and meticulously, and the base wiped out all the zombies outside with a very small casualty rate. It took a total of two months. .

"So? Mr. Song agreed?" Ming Xi sat in the conference hall, frowning slightly.

After leaving the customs, Mingxi and Lingyuan joined hands again to raise the shielding formation to a new level, doubling the defense again.After the formation was done, they were invited to the conference hall by Song Shucheng.

The lines of Song Shucheng's face seemed to be colder, his eyes seemed to be splashed by icy water, which made people think of a frozen lake in winter.

The base successfully escaped the catastrophe of early spring, and the base was happy, but the other bases were not so lucky.

The cultivating sects with strength and pursuit are all attracted by the ancient ruins in the extreme north, and they have been in a hurry to explore the way; most of the moderate sects choose to stay in the mountain gate and practice hard while taking advantage of the aura; there are only a few third-rate sects. So, get mixed up among ordinary people, wander among the various bases, for the sake of power, for the benefit, and so on.They may not be strong enough, or they may not do their best because they have small calculations in their hearts. In short, even if there are so-called immortal cultivators stationed in some bases, they will not be able to retreat in this disaster.

Bianlu is located in Province G, and there are five bases in Province G that communicate with the Bianlu base. Two of them proposed to migrate to Bianlu for asylum after the catastrophe—their bases have been destroyed, and it will take time to rebuild them. The outside is too dangerous, and it is impossible for so many of them to live in the open air during this period of time.

"I refused. They said it was a borrowing, but who knows what they have in mind? It is easier to ask the Buddha than to give it away. Besides, Bianlu is now full of 4 people. If there are another 4 people, where will they live? Flyover? "Song Shucheng said in a flat tone, but Mingxi felt the repressed dissatisfaction in his voice, and it seemed cold to break through the ice and poke at the person who made him so angry.

It seems that the conflict between him and the base chief is getting bigger and bigger.

Mingxi has long seen the conflict between the chief of the Bianlu base and his rumored right-hand man Song Datou.Most of the policies in the base are moderate, but the patrol team under Song Shucheng's sole responsibility is indeed known for its iron-blooded methods. The two have long had differences in management, but fortunately they are still on balance.Later, the head of the base unconditionally accepted nearly [-] people from the Chengxuan base, which intensified the conflict.

In the base, because of the base's long-term, wide-ranging and peaceful policy, the surface is peaceful, but the inside is already dark and turbulent.Other powerful generals who want to compete with the head of the base, ordinary people who want to fish in troubled waters... If he hadn't had a nephew who is the most powerful in the base and has a good business plan, would his position be secure? unknowable.

However, maybe because the life is so comfortable, the base chief has become more and more kind and compassionate. Now there are 4 people, he readily agreed to it without discussing it with Song Shucheng, and even asked Song Shucheng to help him.

Song Shucheng was furious.He has endured for so long, gathered the impetuous and swaying hearts, acted as a low-lying boy in front of the Huangsong sect he hated, and carefully dealt with the two remaining immortal cultivators in the base and tried his best to recruit them, which made the safety of the Bianlu base barely maintainable. .But does that uncle of his think that all this is as simple as picking up Chinese cabbage? !

4 people? !Not to mention how to renovate and expand the Bianlu base, but if it is really liveable, how should it be managed?As usual?Then we can die together!

Thinking of the questions he asked his uncle and his uncle's answers, Song Shucheng felt his temples twitch again.He stretched out his hand to hold it down, and said in a low voice: "I invite you two to come here today. Song has nothing else to do, just want a word from you." "If I want to seize `power, which side are you on?"

He spoke every word very slowly, as if squeezed out of a crack in the ice.

Lingyuan's eyes suddenly opened slightly, and then she smiled like a flower. "Mr. Song really likes to joke. Who did I cooperate with in the first place? I don't have a bad memory." Song Shucheng nodded and looked at Mingxi.Mingxi lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a calm voice, "If you fail, I should move, otherwise the base is too noisy." He raised his head and smiled slightly.

He doesn't have the mind to save the world with a hanging pot. He only knows that if the base receives another 4 people, then this barely balanced base will collapse, and there is no point for him to stay any longer.

Only then did Song Shucheng pull out a sincere smile: "Thank you."

"Then I'll go back." Lingyuan stood up and stretched, smiling and looking at Shen Chen who was sitting beside Mingxi, "Little brother, do you want to go with sister? I still have candy. "

Shen Chen glanced at her indifferently with the same eyes as Ming Xi's, but his skills were not yet perfect, and he could vaguely see his rolled eyes. "No." After speaking, he hugged Mingxi's waist tightly.

Lingyuan laughed loudly, "Fellow Daoist Ming, how did you raise your younger brother? You really have a position. I have tempted you so many times and he still refuses to abandon you."

Mingxi was speechless, pulling Shen Chen to stand up: "Let's go too."

Shen Chen has now grown to his waist, and the two are walking hand in hand on the road, the scene is very warm.

Passing by a restaurant, Shen Chen stared curiously at the things on the counter and blinked. Mingxi felt a little guilty when he saw it. He had never played with Shen Chen when he was so old, so he smiled and said, "Want to eat? Let's go in."

Shen Chen's eyes sparkled, "Xi, is it okay?"

"of course can."

Although the restaurant was not as grand as it used to be, it was cleaned up and there were a few post-apocalyptic mutated flowers with a pleasant fragrance.After choosing a seat by the window and sitting down, a girl dressed simply but refreshingly came over and handed them a handwritten menu. "Guest, please take your time." After finishing speaking, he returned to the counter, only carefully observing the expressions of Mingxi and the others, planning to wait until they had discussed it before going over.This is also to avoid embarrassing the guests.

After the apocalypse, the catering industry has rapidly declined, and even the Bianlu base has only opened more than 20 restaurants.After all, the price of eating in a restaurant is too expensive!Many people no longer have the intention to support the table, as long as they can eat the most with the least price.For a place like a restaurant that is expensive and not full, they might as well forget about it.

As a result, the catering industry has become more and more sluggish.But it will never really decline. Where there are people, there is a market and vanity. There will always be a few people whose economic status, status and power are at the high end. For example, the wives and lovers of some big bosses in the base like to go to restaurants Afternoon tea here.

There are not many dishes on the menu, and there are no more beautiful and unrealistic pictures than in the past. Shen Chen stared at the words on the menu and asked, "Xi, what is this?" Ming Xi smiled, "Xiao Chen, do you want it?" Eat dumplings?" He remembered that Shen Chen liked to eat dumplings, but unexpectedly he shook his head and whispered, "No, I want to eat Xi's."

Ming Xi laughed, "Okay, I'll do it when I get back. What about now? Do you want to eat cake?" Just now Shen Chen was staring at the cake in the glass cabinet in a daze, which was something he had never seen before. "Here, that's it."

Shen Chen looked at Mingxi's fingers, and it really was those beautiful snacks. He smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "Yes!"

Mingxi estimated the children's preferences and ordered a few cakes, two cups of milk tea and several barbecues. They were all things that young people like to order at gatherings before the apocalypse. Mingxi did not expect the taste to be as good as before. Experience it again.

The girl was a little dumbfounded when she came to memorize the menu.These two people actually ordered so many things, even that Madam Jasmine would not order so much!

"Okay sir, I'm sorry, the restaurant's policy is to pay the bill first, which is very inconvenient—" The girl took a bag and looked at Mingxi helplessly.

"There is a little corpse crystal in it, you go to settle it, if you don't have enough, come get it."

"Yes, wait a moment." The girl took the menu back to the counter and handed it to the proprietress. The proprietress is a pretty woman in her early thirties. She took a few corpse crystals and poured out a few corpse crystals. , There is no other reason, in her hand are several cyan corpse crystals, and there is a blue one inside.

Although there are a lot of corpse crystals hunted by people, there are not many high-level corpse crystals circulating in the market. Most of them are used to absorb and strengthen their strength. Most of the corpse crystals circulating in the market are before the green rank.

Last year Mingxi bought a house with only [-] yellow-rank corpse crystals, and this year he already asked for [-] green-rank corpse crystals.Ten yellow rank corpse crystals can now buy a bag of rice outside, but only a small piece of cake in the restaurant.Green corpse crystal?Just one of these orders today can be paid for.

The proprietress looked at the beautiful blue corpse crystal at that moment, her hands were shaking a little.She took one of the green rank corpse crystals, and put the rest in, unexpectedly, with a shake of her hand, another corpse crystal slipped out of the bag. Looking at the violet color, the proprietress's feet went limp.

"Pack it up, pack it up, send it back quickly, and say it's settled. Where's the menu? Give it to me, Lao Liu, and get ready!" After the proprietress ordered, she realized that a layer of cold sweat had broken out on her body.He looked at the two people, one big and one small, who were sitting on the window sill, and saw that handsome young man was listening to the child gently with lowered eyebrows, the scene was so quiet that one couldn't bear to break it.

What is the origin of this man, so young, and he doesn't seem to have any fighting spirit, but he is so generous? !

She has also seen Mr. Kong next to Song Datou, protecting Mrs. Jasmine when he came to have afternoon tea, and he didn't throw out such a big bag with purple corpse crystals when paying the bill!You are not afraid that the waiter will steal the same thing. Is that confident or - don't care?

The awe in her heart deepened.

The food was on the table soon, and Shen Chen looked at the palm-sized cake and didn't know what to do with it.Layers of delicate pink flowers are carefully depicted on it, and there is also a very vivid pig's head.He burst out laughing, his whole body was full of vitality like a real child.

"Hey, look, it's so pretty."

Ming Xi picked up the spoon and handed it to him, and said with a smile: "Eat as much as you like, there are many more, if you don't have enough, call again."

Shen Chen carefully dug out the little pig's head and handed it to Ming Xi's mouth: "Xi eat."

Ming Xi turned his head, "I don't like this, you eat it yourself...it's true, let me take a bite." Ming Xi took a bite lightly, the sweet and greasy cream melted in his mouth, and the taste was delicious. It is as delicious and creamy as before, but it is already a rare good thing at this time.

Only then was Shen Chen satisfied, and he swallowed the whole little pig's head with a whimper, and narrowed his eyes contentedly, letting the strange but very attractive sweetness spread in his mouth, as sweet as a secret kiss on Axi's face He felt the same way.

Seeing Shen Chen crouching on the table like a small animal, eating cream all over his face, Mingxi couldn't help smiling, occasionally sipping a slightly bitter milk tea, watching quietly.

"This meat is not tasty, but it's still delicious made by Xi."

"This apple... is not sweet."

The proprietress was terrified when she heard that.

Which family's child?So picky about the taste?Who can afford it? !

"Ding Ding-"

The bell at the door rang, and the proprietress looked at it, and immediately smiled warmly: "Madam Jasmine, are you here?"

A beautiful woman in her early thirties walked in, wearing a lavender long skirt and a short cut-out sweater jacket, looking refreshing, dignified and charming.She even had light makeup on her face.She nodded reservedly to the proprietress, and walked straight to her usual seat, but the smile of the proprietress suddenly froze.

Madam Jasmine hadn't come today for quite a while, and she didn't bring a message, so she didn't reserve a place for her.After all, the people who can come to the restaurant for entertainment are the customers. She can't stop the customers from sitting in that seat, can she?Business is so difficult now.Besides, Madam Jasmine's consumption is not high every time she comes...

This seat is now occupied.She hurriedly chased after her: "Ma'am..."

Madam Jasmine was already frowning as she looked at Ming Xi and Shen Chen, as well as the messy desktop.She was a little disappointed, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Why did you let someone else sit in my seat, is this looking down on me?"

"No ma'am! You didn't explain it first... No, no, this is our negligence. I'm sorry. We will pay attention to it in the future. Please come and sit here. You can also see a good view here..."

"Forget it." Madam Jasmine sat down gracefully, and said with the happy expression of the proprietress, "I still have a little time, you hurry up and clear the table. My husband will be here later."

The proprietress had a bitter face at first, and then was shocked again.Isn't Mrs. Jasmine's husband the base chief, Mr. Song?What's the matter today, you suddenly accompanied your wife out for afternoon tea?

"Don't go soon?" Eyes painted with eye shadow slanted over, and the slight wrinkles at the corners of the eyes formed a majestic arc.

The proprietress stood bitterly for a while before she moved in front of Mingxi.Mingxi put down his cup and looked at her with a half-smile.Being so close, and the lady seemed to have no scruples, he had already listened to all the conversations.

The rumored base chief's wife, Mrs. Jasmine... Tsk tsk, what a majestic presence.

Shen Chen stretched out his tongue and licked around his mouth, but his eyes stared straight at the proprietress. The hostility floating in his eyes seemed to rush out and tear her apart when she said something that was not to his liking.

The proprietress took a deep breath and forced a smile and said: "Guest, I'm really sorry. This seat was reserved by a lady. It's our negligence in work. I'm really sorry. Can you change a seat? Of course, I will choose one for you Great seats and free meals.”

Mingxi put his right leg on his left, lazily picked up the cup and took a sip, "Just tell the truth, did that lady really make an appointment in advance? Besides, I don't lack corpse crystals."

The proprietress put on a bitter face: "This guest is begging you, that is Mrs. Jasmine, from our small shop... You don't want to cause trouble, do you?"

"I really don't want to, but I'm not afraid." Ming Xi said. "Why should I let it go?"

"Because I'm the base chief's wife!" Madam Jasmine walked over at some point, frowning and said dissatisfiedly, "Isn't this not enough?"

Ming Xi raised his eyebrows and looked over: "So what?"

If it was in the past, Mingxi might forget it, and don't offend the base chief if he suffers a loss, after all, he still wants to live here.However, the head of the base is about to be replaced. Is he afraid of a woolen yarn?The first time he brought Shen Xiaochen out to play, he was kicked out. It's no wonder he was not angry.

Madam Jasmine was afraid that it was the first time she was being disobeyed by someone, her eyes turned red with anger, and she stretched out her hand to slap Ming Xi.

The most classic movements for women to quarrel are slapping, hair pulling, and face pinching. Even in the last days, this inherited good character cannot be changed.Mingxi's eyes turned cold, and he poured out a cup of milk tea.The lukewarm milk tea heated up unknowingly in the air, and by the time Madam Jasmine held it, it had already reached the boiling point.

Madam Jasmine screamed, her wrist was already red with blisters.I don't know if misfortunes never come singly, the heel of the high-heeled shoes under her feet suddenly broke, and she fell backwards screaming.The proprietress hurriedly wanted to support her but happened to grab her scalded wrist. Madam Jasmine screamed again and threw the proprietress away, and she fell to the ground with a slam.

"What's the matter?" A man with a square face just opened the door and walked in, frowning as he watched the diner goofing around.Mrs. Jasmine had just been lifted up, her elegantly combed hair was half hanging behind her head, her skirt was stained with milk tea brown stains, one of her shoes was lame, and her beautiful appearance had long since ceased to exist.She cried out as soon as she saw Song Guoming.

"The name of the country!"

Song Guoming was startled, and asked with a tigerish face, "What's wrong with you? What kind of mess is it like?"

He's been really busy recently.Two bases are coming to seek refuge, 4 people!Most of the other leaders in the base disagreed, and he said that his mouth was not worth the trouble.The most irritating thing was that the kid Shu Cheng didn't even support him this time, and he didn't say a word when he saw him being bullied by a group of old guys.What a waste of his respect for him!

If today was not the wedding anniversary of him and his second wife Jasmine, it would be impossible for him to spare half an hour to drink afternoon tea with her.Seeing his wife's face now, his already irritable mood became even more impatient.

"The name of the country!" Madam Jasmine didn't know what her husband was thinking, she was furious!Before the apocalypse, she was just an ordinary employee, and after the apocalypse, she was just an ordinary refugee. By chance, she saved Song Guoming's life, and a good relationship has been formed since then.Later, Song Guoming established the Bianlu Base as the mayor of Bianlu City. It happened that his original wife died because of the fleeing, and she appeared in front of him as a gentle flower of interpretation, and soon became Based on that life-saving kindness, coupled with the accumulated tenderness and sweetness, he successfully won the name of the Song Dynasty and became the respected Mrs. Jasmine by everyone.

In the past two years, she has enjoyed a life that no other woman has. Today is the first time she has been insulted like this!So she turned things upside down angrily, and told Song Guoming like peas.

The proprietress broke out in a cold sweat.Unexpectedly, Mrs. Jasmine, who was always dignified, would be so—er, frank in front of Mr. Song.Moreover, the word "reversing black and white" can be interpreted so vividly.

"He was rude to me, Guoming, I'm your wife, what does he mean?" Facing Madam Jasmine's cry, Song Guoming turned his head to look at Mingxi, then narrowed his eyes.

He had also seen the two cultivators recruited by Song Shucheng, so he naturally recognized Ming Xilai.

"Mr. Ming, why are you?"

"The base is good," Mingxi stood up and shook hands with Song Guoming.

Song Guoming's mind was spinning like a clockwork wheel.

Mingxi is a cultivator after all, no matter what, he would never do such a cheap thing as grabbing Jasmine's seat, looking at Jasmine's eyes again - he sighed.After several years of marriage, he also knew something about this wife.This is obviously a lie.Suddenly he was a little angry, he was already so busy, why did he still find trouble for him?Besides, this monk is one of the only two monks in the base, so he can't be easily offended.

So Mrs. Jasmine looked at her backer and her husband shaking hands with that rude man from full of confidence to stunned, and had a good conversation, and finally sent that man out!

Why is that?

Song Guoming turned his head after sending Mingxi out, his bushy eyebrows twisted into knots. "Jasmine, go back! If you see this person in the future, don't make trouble again! Ah Hu, how did you protect Madam?! Are you blind? Don't you know that Mr. Ming? If you really don't know him, go back and give him to me right away." Remember! Don't stand outside like a stake to watch your wife do wrong things!..."

Madam Jasmine blushed as she listened to her husband training the guards. The eyes of the people in the dining room made her face burn with shame.

"Did you eat well today? I'll take you there next time."

"I won't go." Shen Chen shook his head, "That woman is not good, we won't go there anymore."

"So you broke her high heels?" Mingxi smiled, "I'm not criticizing you, well, you did a good job without anyone noticing... well, then go somewhere else? I heard that there is a A small restaurant with delicious pancakes.”

"it is good!"