Stay with the zombie male god in the apocalypse

Wei Mu was still sleeping when Qing Yan returned.

He quietly sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroked Wei Mu's face.

At the same time, he lowered his voice and said proudly in a very low voice:

"Today, I didn't let the gunfire scare you, isn't it very powerful?"

At this time, Qing Yan was really smiling, his smile reached his eyes, his starry eyes were bright and full of tenderness.

For some reason, Wei Mu was afraid of gunshots.

When other zombies heard the gunshots, they would rush towards the source of the sound, but Wei Mu would tremble all over when he heard the gunshots, as if he was frightened.

After seeing Wei Mu's appearance after hearing the gunshot, even if Qing Yan's marksmanship is extremely accurate, he will never shoot in front of Wei Mu again.

"But Amu, does the grass you gave me before have the effect of strengthening my body?"

Qing Yan raised his hand, and while tucking Wei Mu in the quilt, he lay on his side beside the bed, still speaking in an extremely low voice that was almost breathless.

He didn't think that Wei Mu would respond, and he didn't want to wake Wei Mu to sleep, he just wanted to talk to Wei Mu.

But this time he is sure, his physique has indeed improved a lot compared to before.

Whether it is the healing speed of the wound, or the speed and strength of the action, it is not at the same level as before.

"But how do you know?"

Qing Yan was puzzled, and his black eyes gradually darkened, "Is there any other way for you to communicate with plants or other things where I can't see them?"

This can't be done.

As long as Qing Yan thinks that Wei Mu will talk to something else when he doesn't know it, he will feel sore.

"Don't let me find out that you really have any way to talk to other things." He stretched out his hand, surrounded Wei Mu and whispered: "Then I will definitely try to destroy the channel of communication between you."

Wei Mu, who was hugged by Qing Yan, closed his eyes tightly, showing no sign of waking up, but showed a disturbed appearance, turned over while smacking his mouth, and turned his back to Qing Yan.

Qing Yan didn't care about Wei Mu's dislike, so he pressed on the back of Wei Mu's neck, kissed him twice, and rubbed against each other for a long time. He liked it very much.

The appearance is a bit naive, and there is no half of the appearance of killing people in front of people.

When he thought of An Hong's appearance, the smile on his mouth deepened a bit,

"Amu, I will send you everything you want except freedom."

Wei Mu was in a daze in his sleep when he heard Qing Yan chattering all the time, annoyed him, opened his eyes and swung his fist.

Who knew that it wasn't Qing Yan who was hit, but Zhao Junhua who came to fetch things from the bedside table.

It was already dawn at this time, Zhao Junhua remembered that there was still a gun in the bedside table, and he wanted to take it out, but he was suddenly beaten by a sleeping zombie next to him.

He covered his face and stared at Wei Mu inexplicably.

Wei Mu also blinked, then stretched with an expression of doing nothing, tugged at the quilt, and got into the quilt again, pretending to be dead.

"Come out! Do you think nothing happened because you pretended to be dead? Why did you hit me just now!"

Zhao Junhua was beaten for no reason, how could he swallow this breath, and stretched out his hand to grab the quilt that Wei Mu was holding.

As a result, Wei Mu's quilt was not snatched, and he was kicked out of the door by the collar of the furious Qing Yan.

Whose residence is this!

Zhao Junhua stood outside the door with bare feet. He had never seen such a shameless person as Qing Yan!

No, it is this person who is shameless even a zombie!

Fortunately, after Wei Mu got up, Qing Yan mercifully let him into the room.

Zhao Junhua dared to slander in his stomach, and he was still respectful in front of Qing Yan, and he didn't even dare to say a serious word.

Ever since Qing Yan entered the arena on his own initiative and killed Liu Chang last night, he realized that all the things he said to Qing Yan before coming to the base were all in vain. Not going to follow his plan!

"But what do you want to do?"

After what happened last night, the entire base now knows of Qing Yan's existence.

Zhao Junhua's plan to leave here quietly was completely ruined.

He was also reported by Qing Yan last night, causing him to be called by An Hong in the middle of the night to inquire about Qing Yan's situation.

"What do you want to do?" Qing Yan combed Wei Mu's hair with his fingers, and asked strangely, "What did I do?"

Seeing Qing Yan's innocent expression, Zhao Junhua almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"You didn't make a big enough fuss last night?"

If Zhao Junhua hadn't been afraid of Qing Yan's power, he would have stood up and pointed at Qing Yan's nose and scolded him.

Now he is tied up with Qing Yan in the whole base. If Qing Yan is unlucky, I am afraid he will not have a good life.

"Last night." Qing Yan raised his head and thought for a while, then pondered, "Isn't there any trouble? I just killed a cadre and accepted the challenge from your leader. What else did I do?"

Zhao Junhua:?

For a moment, he couldn't tell if Qing Yan was pretending or if he really thought there was nothing wrong last night.

Seeing Zhao Junhua's death, Qing Yan smiled harmlessly, showing two canine teeth, and said, "Don't worry, you helped me find such a good place to live, because Amu slept comfortably last night, I won't do anything to you, and I will fulfill your wish to leave the team."

At this time, Qing Yan looked very hypocritical, but Zhao Junhua somehow felt that such seemingly joking words were more credible.

"What are you going to do?" he asked hastily.

Seeing that Qing Yan didn't say what the plan meant, he couldn't help frowning, and said: "I'm already in the same camp as you, so you don't need to hide it from me. An Hong looks like a man of the city, but in fact he is very small-minded. , must have been planning how to kill you."

Unexpectedly, Qing Yan didn't listen carefully at all, and was playing with Wei Mu's hand with his head down.

Wei Mu thought he was annoying, so he withdrew a finger, and he reached out and hooked Wei Mu's finger back, holding it in his palm.

As a result, Wei Mu found that he couldn't escape Qing Yan's palm, so he opened his mouth angrily and bit Qing Yan's arm.

Fortunately, with the sleeves in front of him, Qing Yan didn't even scratch his skin, and his arms were stretched out in front of Wei Mu's eyes, so he could bite him casually.

Zhao Junhua's eyes were straightened. He never expected that he would eat dog food for one person and one zombie after the end of the world. The atmosphere between these two people was so fucking incompatible with the end of the world!

He slapped his forehead heavily, feeling that he had committed a crime to meet Qing Yan.

"correct."

When Qing Yan was playing with Wei Mu, he still didn't forget about his residence, "I asked An Hong to prepare the house, is he ready?"

"It must be preparing." Zhao Junhua said: "That guy An Hong has done a good job on the surface. Since he promised you in front of everyone, he will definitely do it."

"That's good, I like this place very much." Seeing that Wei Mu stopped playing with him, Qing Yan turned around and wanted to leave, immediately surrounded Wei Mu and locked him in his arms forcibly, put his chin on Wei Mu's shoulder and said: "Should be living here for a long time."

When Zhao Junhua heard this, his forehead twitched, "Brother, do you know where this is? Do you really think you're here on vacation? And with your appearance, when can I leave here?"

"After all the people here are dead." Qing Yan said softly.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that Qing Yan got up and was about to find food for Wei Mu, Zhao Junhua quickly stood up, stood in front of Qing Yan and said, "What did you just say?"

Qing Yan was in a good mood today, so he chatted with Zhao Junhua for so long. Now that Zhao Junhua stopped him, the smile in his eyes faded a little, and he said softly, "You also want to be one of the dead?"

Zhao Junhua's hair stood on end for a moment, and he turned sideways quickly, not daring to block Qingyan's way again.

But Qing Yan's words made his face turn pale.

He is not Qing Yan, nor is he such a person as Qing Yan, so he cannot understand what Qing Yan is thinking.

Lifting his heels up to Qing Yan, he suddenly remembered what Qing Yan said earlier that would allow him to leave the team smoothly.

Wait, if Qing Yan intends to kill everyone in this base, then the team will be gone, and he will also leave the team in another sense.

Thinking of this, Zhao Junhua felt even more unbelievable in fear, and felt that he must be wrong.

What a joke, there are hundreds of people in this team, how dare Qing Yan, does he think killing people is cutting carrots? !

But thinking about Qing Yan's crazy behavior last night, it doesn't seem like he can't do this kind of thing.

The more he thought about it, the paler Zhao Junhua's face became, and then he saw Qing Yan holding Wei Mu and appearing in everyone's sight.

"Are you crazy?" He hurried forward, "Do you know how much commotion it will cause if you bring zombies here?"

This area is a residential area, and people who go in and out generally don't even carry weapons.

After the words fell, Wei Mu roared excitedly when he saw someone else, which naturally caused a lot of screams.

"There are zombies!"

Someone even sounded the alarm.

Following the noise, a guard rushed over and raised his gun to aim at Wei Mu's head.

Who knows that in the next moment, Qing Yan stood in front of the zombies and smiled at them, "Try shooting?"

"Wait a minute." The captain of the guard stopped the other companions.

He knew Qing Yan, and he was there at the arena last night, so he knew exactly how bad Qing Yan was, and also knew that if nothing happened, Qing Yan would probably become their new cadre.

"Hello, I'm Qian Yi, the captain of the guard in this area. Can you explain what's going on with this zombie?"

"This is my lover." Qing Yan held Wei Mu in his arms and clasped Wei Mu's fingers together: "He doesn't bite."

While speaking, Wei Mu looked at Qian Yi curiously, his handsome and delicate features could not be concealed by his ghostly gray eyes.

Qian Yi was stunned for a moment, knowing for the first time that the eyelashes of zombies can be so long, like a small fan.

Qing Yan, who noticed that the two were staring at each other, pursed his lips and directly covered Wei Mu's eyes.