Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

Zhao Junhua sat by the car and guarded Qing Yan for a while, then suddenly slapped his head, tore a piece of cloth from the car seat, ran outside the car and wet it with fresh rainwater, intending to wipe Qing Yan's face with a high fever.

While cleaning the cloth, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the car.

He hoped that Qing Yan would live because he had something to do with Qing Yan's strength.

But now that Qing is seriously injured, it's hard to say whether he can survive. There is only one useless zombie beside him.

In this case, wouldn't it be easy for him to kill Qing Yan?

As long as Qing Yan is killed, he can grab Qing Yan's food.

Thinking of those cans in Qing Yan's backpack, he licked his chapped lips, and a greedy streak flashed across his eyes.

It was canned meat, and he hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Looking down and seeing his fierce eyes from the puddle on the ground, Zhao Junhua closed his eyes, hesitated for a while, and finally gave up the idea.

He and Qing Yan didn't really have much enmity, Wang Kai was just a member of the team to him, and he was killed when Qing Yan killed him.

What's more, Qing Yan saved his life when he was still in danger.

As long as Qing Yan is alive, it is more valuable to him than a few cans of meat.

If Qing Yan didn't make it through, it wouldn't be too late for him to grab Qing Yan's supplies.

Thinking of this, Zhao Junhua calmed down, put aside thoughts that he shouldn't have, got up and came back.

Seeing Wei Mu still lying in front of Qing Yan, he raised his eyes vigilantly after seeing him come back.

"Use this to wipe his face to cool down."

Zhao Junhua pointed to Qing Yan's face, then pointed to the wet cloth on his hand, and gestured.

Wei Mu didn't understand and just frowned.

Seeing this, Zhao Junhua could only continue to gesture, but just as he pointed to Qing Yan, Qing Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

Qing Yan didn't look sober at this time, his eyes were even blurred, but he instinctively blocked Zhao Junhua's hand touching him.

Then he hugged Wei Mu tightly.

"Are you okay?"

Qing Yan spoke hoarsely, and the first sentence was to care about Wei Mu.

Seeing that Qing Yan woke up, Wei Mu smiled instantly on his solemn face just now, and stretched out his hand to hug Qing Yan, but when his eyes fell on Qing Yan's wound that was not yet healed, he paused again.

"Wow!" He stretched out his hand and made a happy gesture.

Seeing Wei Mu's full of energy, Qing Yan was relieved, and his pupils gradually regained focus at this time, allowing him to see his surroundings clearly.

He directly ignored Zhao Junhua who was standing in front of the car door, and after making sure that there was no danger around him, he carefully looked at Wei Mu.

Wei Mu didn't know what was going on, his whole body was covered in blood, his face and mouth were also covered with coagulated blood spots, it looked as if he had just experienced a fierce battle.

"what happened?"

Qing Yan couldn't help frowning, sat up and took out a clean towel from his backpack, and wiped Wei Mu's face, "Did you go rolling outside again while I was asleep?"

"Ow?"

Wei Mu had an innocent face.

Qing Yan narrowed his eyes, and after wiping Wei Mu's face clean, he stretched out his hand and pinched Wei Mu's nose and said, "You're disobedient."

Wei Mu hurriedly covered his nose, feeling aggrieved, and was about to turn his back on Qing Yan when Qing Yan hugged him by the waist.

"Forget it, as long as you don't leave my sight, if you are not obedient, you will not be obedient."

Qing Yan has been ignoring his injuries since he woke up. He hugged Qing Yan tightly, his eyelids drooping slightly, and his long and narrow eyes were full of satisfaction.

It's like suffering from a morbid drug addiction, as long as you hold Wei Mu, you won't feel any pain.

"that."

Zhao Junhua knew that it would be safer not to speak at this time, but looking at Qing Yan's horrific wound, he still couldn't help saying: "Qing Yan, your injury must be..."

Before he finished speaking, Qing Yan, who was resting on Wei Mu's shoulder, raised his eyes slightly, and the cold and windy eyes that were still drowning in tenderness just now were instantly cold.

Zhao Junhua was lucky enough to see what is called face-changing at the speed of light. He only felt that his face was painfully scratched by the invisible knife, and he choked for a while, but he still insisted and added: "You, you have a fever."

"Nothing."

Qing Yan's head was still a little groggy, but it should not be life-threatening.

He straightened up a little, looked at the wound on his body, then at Wei Mu, and suddenly realized that if he didn't cover up his ugly scars, Wei Mu would see them.

He quickly pulled up the clothes that were spread on the seat, and took out the remaining alcohol from the backpack beside Wei Mu with his other hand.

Seeing that Wei Mu was still staring at him, he rubbed Wei Mu's head and said softly, "Amu, wait for me outside for a while, and I'll treat the wound."

As he spoke, he pointed outside and smiled very gently.

Unlike before Zhao Junhua gestured for a long time and Wei Mu didn't understand at all, Qing Yan made two gestures, Wei Mu immediately understood what he meant, immediately stood up and jumped out of the car, looking for something to play around the car .

Zhao Junhua did not expect that Wei Mu had been hiding something in the backpack that had been sterilized. He glanced at Qing Yan, turned around and walked towards Wei Mu, and asked incomprehensibly:

"Since you have something for disinfection, why didn't you take it out earlier?"

If Qing Yan hadn't woken up, the unsterilized wounds on his body might have killed him.

Wei Mu just felt that Zhao Junhua was blocking his way, so he let out a low growl of displeasure, bypassing Zhao Junhua and running to the side.

Zhao Junhua was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head belatedly, and thumped his forehead.

He regarded Wei Mu, a zombie, as a human again.

Although Wei Mu is smart enough compared to other zombies, he is not as smart as a human brain.

He may think about how to survive, but he doesn't have any common sense of life that humans only understand.

"In the end, even if it doesn't eat people, it's just a zombie."

Zhao Junhua murmured, closing his eyes to hide the complicated expression in his eyes.

Sitting in the car, Qing Yan treated the wound enduring the pain. The severe pain caused by the alcohol made his face, which was flushed due to the high fever, turn a little pale.

But after treating the wound, he felt a lot more relaxed, and picked up some clean clothes and put them on.

It's just that when he noticed that his wound was healing rapidly, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

His body's self-healing speed has always been very fast, but this time it seems to be faster than before.

He even lost a lot of blood, but he didn't feel dizzy at this time.

His physique seems to be stronger than before?

Qing Yan didn't know why his strength had increased for a while, he clenched his fist, got out of the car quickly, his eyes fell on Wei Mu who was staring at the puddle in a daze, and then he saw the piles of zombies in front of the car corpse.

He immediately remembered the blood stains on Wei Mu's body.

Walked up to Wei Mu's side in two steps, and knelt down to accompany Wei Mu.

Seeing him coming, Wei Mu opened his mouth and let out a small cry, then continued to stare at himself in the puddle in a daze.

From Qingyan's point of view, Wei Mu's eyelashes seem to have grown a bit longer, and his hair hasn't changed much, but the scars left on his face due to decay have faintly faded away.

He stretched out his hand, raised Wei Mu's chin, carefully observed Wei Mu's face, and made sure that the scar on Wei Mu's face had really disappeared a lot.

"Why did it disappear?"

Qing Yan pressed his eyes, turned his head in frustration, and murmured: "I don't want the scar on your face to disappear."

If the scar disappears, others will notice Wei Mu's handsome appearance.

He really wanted to hide Wei Mu from anyone.

But it is a good thing that Wei Mu can get better anyway, if someone dares to stare at Wei Mu, he will just goug out that person's eyes.

"Amu, did you take care of the zombies outside the car?" Qing Yan asked.

Seeing that Wei Mu didn't respond, Qing Yan suddenly remembered that when he was underground, Wei Mu broke his own bone blade and gave it to him.

He immediately frowned, pulled Wei Mu's left arm to check it carefully, and he was relieved after making sure that Wei Mu's left arm was not injured and the bone blade had grown properly.

"How did you know how to kill mutant plants?"

Mutated plants have always been difficult to kill, and humans have not yet had a clear way to kill mutated plants.

But Wei Mu led him to attack the roots of the plants with precision. Without Wei Mu's leadership, they might not have come out yet.

"Ow?"

Wei Mu puffed his cheeks blankly.

In the end, Qing Yan poked her cheek, and all the breath she held was gone.

Qing Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw Wei Mu turning his back to him angrily.

He couldn't get an answer from Wei Mu, he could only guess whether there was any way to communicate between the zombies and the mutated plants.

The evolution of zombies requires mutated plants, and mutated plants also need to eat zombies.

Both of these are mutated from normal species, and there may be no connection.

Zhao Junhua quietly acted as a transparent person at the side. Seeing that Qing Yan was meditating alone, he finally got tired of Wei Mu, and finally found an opportunity to step forward and say:

"Qing Yan, what are your plans now?"

Unexpectedly, Qing Yan stood up, and the first thing he saw when he looked at him was, "Why are you still alive?"

Zhao Junhua: "..."

He took a deep breath, told himself not to argue with a lunatic, and said as calmly as possible: "We don't have a car now, and I don't have a map. Do you still want to go to our team?"

"I have the map." Qing Yan wants to live alone with Wei Mu in the last days, and protects these important items very well.

Even if the car was swallowed up by the bushes, he didn't forget what he should have brought.

As for the team that went to Zhao Junhua——

A bright smile suddenly appeared on Qing Yan's face, but he did not forget his plan, nodded and said: "Of course I will go, and I will trouble you to lead the way."

Obviously just cursed him to die.

Zhao Junhua slandered in his heart, but he didn't dare to confront Qing Yan, so he could only accept his fate and said:

"Okay, but there is something about the team that I have to tell you."