When he arrived on the fifth floor, he saw that the door of Mo Zishu's room was ajar, Lan Xia hesitated for a while, but pushed it open.

Seeing Zhou Qiao, who was unconscious on the bed and kept writing something with a notebook, Lan Xia was completely stunned, wouldn't Mo Zishu also encounter any danger?

"Already awake? In this way, your body has a good ability to recover itself. ”

Busy recording the number in his hand, Zhou Qiao said without raising his head.

Touching his abdomen, Lan Xia walked to the side of the bed with an expressionless face.

It doesn't look like he's hurt, but he's lying in bed.

"What's wrong with him?"

In his busy schedule, he took the time to help his glasses, and Zhou Qiao explained: "The ability to go berserk and the situation is unstable, so I gave him a little tranquilizer, and now it's not a big problem." ”

"And where are you?"

"Record the number of jù, these will be of great help to my research on abilities."

With a twitch in his face, Lan Xia decisively turned around and left.

The emotional Mozi book has been reduced to Zhou Qiao's real yàn body, although it is the kind that only records the number of jù but does not open the knife.

Slowly holding on to the handrails of the stairs, she walked down the stairs step by step, when she saw the scattered people on the first floor that had been transformed into a training ground.

She was silent, remembering the first time she saw this place converted into a training ground, and she was still angry.

At that time, it was simply overcrowded.

It's hard and tiring, but everyone is happy.

What now?

A few people are sticking to their training, quiet but orderly.

Silent. Silence is a gray landscape here.

Lan Xia turned around and slowly walked up to the second floor.

Sitting on the couch, he rubbed his forehead. Now it's a mess.

However, the base has not yet been breached, and everyone is still alive.

This is already the best result.

I don't know how long she sat on the sofa, but Aunt Luo asked her to eat.

Numbly stood up and walked to the table in a trance.

Soon, everyone arrived one after another.

See Lan Xia sitting here. Everyone was happy.

Lan Xia didn't know what she heard, she only felt that the people next to her seemed to say a lot, but she didn't listen to a word.

Noisy dinner table. Lan Xia only eats numbly, and the food is tasteless.

The brain is in a state of emptiness, as if it is thinking about everything, and it seems that there is nothing.

"Siege warfare. We won? ”

A crisp but not loud voice interrupted the originally harmonious and lively atmosphere at the dinner table.

Silent.

There was no sound of silence.

Silence.

For this question of Lan Xia. Many people don't know what to say, and they can't figure out where to start.

For a long time, I only heard Mo Zishu's calm voice.

"Yesterday, they all retreated and didn't come back."

"Why?"

Maybe her brain is messy right now, maybe it's also clear, empty brain. She only felt that she was a little too calm at the moment.

"Unknown."

Suddenly standing up, Lan Xia turned and left. It's just that there are still faint cramps in the abdomen.

There was no trace of anything wrong with the back of the leaving, only Lan Xia knew that her wound had been cracked open because of the too big action she had just made.

"Deng Chen is in my room, everyone has a good rest now. We all need to be calm and calm. ”

What Lan Xia didn't see was that the people behind him had different expressions, and they seemed to have their own thoughts.

Looking at the dining table, which had become empty for a while, Aunt Luo shook her head lightly and began to clean up neatly, and after a while, she had to go to deliver food to Lao Gao.

Walking back to the room, Lan Xia locked the door with an expressionless face.

Standing in front of the door for a long, long time, my mind was blurry.

Turning around, rummaging through the bedside table for bandages and potions.

Turning around and taking off his coat, seeing the blood-stained shirt, Lan Xia paused, walked to the closet and flipped out a new shirt.

When I took off my shirt, the bandage on my abdomen was already bleeding.

The movement just now was a bit too big, at least her wound had already cracked a gap.

The bandage was no longer visible in its original color, and the bloody red color disgusted her.

Frowning, he took the bandage apart in circles and carefully wiped his abdomen with the potion.

On the smooth lower abdomen, there was a very ugly wound that had not yet been scarred, but Lan Xia had already imagined how ugly that scar would be in the future.

Being pierced by a claw leaves indelible scars on the front and back.

Because she hadn't treated the wounds before, she would inevitably encounter those wounds by herself, and she bared her teeth in pain.

I can't wait to just pour all the potions on it.

Thinking about it, just smearing a little bit of it already hurts, and if you pour it directly, that taste is too ecstatic just thinking about it.

It took a lot of effort for Lan Xia to take care of the wound.

Simply wrapped in a brand-new bandage, Lan Xia wiped his forehead casually and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Strange, why did you feel a very, shameful feeling from the beginning?

Turning her head suspiciously, she happened to see a pair of clear pupils, and her reflection was in her big eyes.

That's right, it's all hers

it!

She doesn't wear anything but bras and bandages on her upper body now!

Lan Xia immediately put on his shirt as fast as he could in his life, and after quickly putting on his sportswear, he pulled the zipper and felt a little uncomfortable on his neck.

Expressionlessly, he pulled the zipper down, and Lan Xia stood in place with black air all over.

I woke up, when did I wake up!

Is her brain necrotic!

I actually forgot that there was a zombie of the opposite sex in the room!

And undressed and changed bandages in front of him!

Her brain is definitely funny!

Deng Chen tilted his head and sat on the bed looking at Lan Xia suspiciously.

Seeing his clear eyes and that innocent look, the guilt kept rising.

Your sister!

Who did it wrong?

Still blinking?

Don't think you're going to sell cute, you can be bad everywhere if you're handsome!

Don't think that, she doesn't know that this zombie is actually a few years older than her before she died!

At the beginning of S City, Old Man Deng sued her!

Lan Xia, who found that his thoughts were strict and deviated from the topic, decisively pulled back his running thoughts.

Although I still comfort myself in my heart, this is a zombie, just a zombie, it doesn't matter!

But no matter what, she really cares!

Bastard!

stepped forward and gave him a punch directly, and Lan Xia was annoyed and lay on the bed with the quilt over his head.

"Hurry up and go to bed!"

As for sleeping in the same bed, she said that this is her room and her bed, so how can she make a bunk on the floor!

As for the choice of letting Deng Chen lay on the floor, in fact, it never flashed in her mind at all.

I thought that such a strange thing had happened, and the zombie gave up the Huaxia base for no reason, and she would definitely be unable to sleep all night when she just learned the news.

But the strange thing is that as soon as she collapsed on the bed, she ran to meet with Zhou.

Weird zombies, weird retreats, this qiē, since you can't figure it out, then throw it to the back of your head. (To be continued......)