Because I had to go and get my own hedron bag, and some necessary weapons. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Qingyan had to say goodbye to Ye Ye first and go to the area designated by Base A.

Seeing Qing Yan's gaze walk away, Ye Ye carefully put the peace charm into the pocket of his white coat, and spread out the palm of the hand that had just touched the peace charm, which was already scorched black.

A self-deprecating smile was evoked, and there was sadness in his eyes that could not be dissolved.

"What should I do, your peace charm can't protect me."

Qing Yan, who had already walked away, naturally couldn't see the sadness in Ye Ye's eyes, and she was now full of thoughts about how to avoid the large army after arriving at the hunting ground. The most terrible thing in the last days is not the zombies, but the human heart. No matter how strong the zombies are, they are easy to deal with, but they really can't deal with them, and the speed of their own teleportation can also save their lives. The most feared are those people, you never know, at the hands of whom you will die the next moment when you are tired of hunting.

Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

The same thing, she didn't want to go through a second time.

The so-called essential supplies are nothing more than compressed biscuits and pistol bombs.

The former is of little use to himself, and he has become an immortal, even if he doesn't eat, he can live for a month. Although the latter is very useful, it will not be used at all, and carrying it is an increase in the burden.

So Qingyan took the bomb and pistol in exchange for a compressed biscuit.

"Qingyan means that this trip is very dangerous, you are sure you don't want weapons." The officer who received the supplies kindly reminded.

"Thanks, but that thing won't be of much use to me." Even if you don't eat compressed biscuits, the kid of the geist needs ah, the food in the snowy region is scarce, and these two compressed biscuits can solve the food of the geist for a few weeks.

"It seems that Miss Qingyan is very confident." Meng Nanzhi said to Qingyan with a smile. Trading weapons for cookies is either stupid or really capable. Many people present consciously categorized Qingyan as a fool who coveted food, but Meng Nanzhi didn't think so.

His instincts told him that Qingyan would be his ultimate opponent.

"I can't talk about faith, it's just that the weapon is really useless to me."

"Has Miss Qingyan always used the ability?" Abilities are physically demanding, and it's impossible to use them all the time against zombies, as most people use the necessary weapons.

"No, I use other weapons."

"Oh? Then I'm very interested, and I'll be sure to see what kind of weapon Miss Qingyan uses. Meng Nanzhi's peach blossom eyes couldn't hide the interest.

"Okay." If only you could see me then.

Ye Ye didn't seem to like that he had too much communication with this Meng Nanzhi, and after a brief conversation, Qing Yan hurriedly left everyone.

A base arranged a separate room for each delegate, which was small but well-equipped. One bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, the room is simply decorated. On the white single bed is a set of white robes, embroidered with the words "snowy" on the chest. Is this a fear that after death, the body will not be recognized?

After a simple wash, Qingyan simply put on a long aqua blue dress, which was still looted with the ghost. At that time, the geist laughed at himself and put on what looked like a moving kelp.

Bored, he stepped out of the door, leaned on the railing of the door, and looked boredly at the endless sea in the distance.

She has all planned, as soon as she arrives at her destination, she will look for a suitable opportunity to widen the distance between herself and the large army, the farther the better, and when she has collected enough spars, she will come back in front of everyone in time.

Once you've planned what you'll be after, the journey will get a little boring. She used to like to be alone, basking in the sun during the day, thinking about the truth of this world. Practice and meditation in the evening. But since I met Ye Ye again, I seem to have become restless, and when I am alone, I can't be quiet at all.

Is this love?

It's like what Master said, confusing your nerves and encroaching on your world, but you are willing to give your heart to the fullest.

The sea breeze blew slightly on the hair that fell from Qingyan's forehead, and it also brought a familiar sound.

This sound! Yun Zihan did not hesitate to identify the owner of the voice in her mind.

Qing Yan's body stiffened, there was no longer any laziness on his face, and his palms almost instinctively carried spiritual power.

Although the long hair was pulled up, Qingyan's hair tying technique was really not at home, and many green silks flew in the air.

"Yun Zihan." Qingyan slowly spit out these three selfs from his mouth word by word, and his voice was as cold as the flying snow of the wax moon.

The person who was called was instinctively stunned, and his originally happy face was instantly replaced by horror.

The mechanical turn, the horror on his face deepened.

"Qingyan, you~ You're not dead." The words were full of fear.

"Of course, thanks to you."

Almost at the same time as he said this, Qing Yan's whole person teleported in front of Yun Zihan, and he could see the anger in Qing Yan's eyes closely.

"Qingyan is right~ I'm sorry." Before Yun Zihan could finish speaking, her whole body floated, and an invisible hand grabbed her neck, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Qingyan stops."

Qing Yan looked at the person beside Yun Zihan, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.

"Mobai?"

"Qingyan, if you let go of Zihan, you will kill people like this." Mo Bai said to Qingyan in a little anxious.

Qing Yan's eyes were even more puzzled, did these two know each other? Why is it that in just a few months, his friends would let his enemies go.

"Qingyan will make things clear first." Murong Yu, who was standing behind Mo Bai, spoke.

Because the place where Murong Yu was standing was a little far away from Mo Bai, and Mo Bai was very tall, Qing Yan didn't even see Murong Yu just now.

"Are you sure?" Qing Yan's eyes were not only doubtful, but also mixed with a trace of anger. Yun Zihan is Situ Ming's accomplice, and in principle, she can be regarded as Murong Yu's enemy, and Murong Yu now asked himself to let her go.

"Qingyan, what's wrong with you, you weren't like this before." Mo Bai's eyes changed when he looked at Qing Yan, as if Qing Yan had become a demon.

"It's not me who has changed, it's you." Qingyan's tone did not carry a trace of emotion, and with a slight wave of his hand, Yun Zihan fell into the cold sea in the next second.

Mo Bai and Murong Yu looked at Qing Yan in disbelief, and they didn't have time to accuse Qing Yan, so they immediately called the ambulance personnel on the ship to save people.

Qingyan looked at the anxious faces of the two of them blankly, and sneered at himself.

Turned and disappeared into the bustle she had created.

The aqua-blue dress flew in the air, and Qingyan's figure was lonely and cold.

The Mo Han beside him soared in the air, and the Qing Yan Buddha passed the cold sword body of Mo Han.

"Mo Han, you said that I don't understand people's hearts, or people's hearts have changed."

Qing Yan exuded this coldness all over his body, and the scenes of being far away from everyone in the sect appeared in front of his eyes one by one.

I just wanted revenge, why did I end up being blamed by those who thought I was friends.