86_86900 It is said that Du Qinyue watched Qingdai go out leisurely, but there was a sour taste in her heart. How can she not see that in order to take care of her mood these days, Qingdai gave up the way back home quickly, and accompanied her to live in this luxurious and empty shelter, which is called enjoying the mansion, but now in this messy city, where the luxury facilities can not be used arbitrarily, but I hope that she can really settle down in a familiar place and re-establish the courage to live.

If Qing Dai kicked open the door and pulled her away from the brink of death, which was a beam of light imprinted in her heart, then the silent companionship in the next few days, silently considerate, but really made her stay away from her relatives and wander her heart, as if surrounded by warm currents. This kind of affection is not crazy love, not natural close blood love, but just feeling so trusted, down-to-earth, and tenacious, which makes people have infinite courage to face any dark fear and never give up.

Since the change of the sky, Du Qinyue has also guessed that the zombies and abilities are special mutations, which can be regarded as some kind of mutual restraint of the Heavenly Dao, although he doesn't understand it very well, he has some clues. Indigo is a zombie-devouring plant ability, and her fire ability naturally needs to be trained to look good. Combat training from childhood has long been integrated into instinct, and as long as there is something to use, there will be no means of survival.

Du Qinyue stood by the pool, raised her right hand, a beige flame rose, so small under the blue sky and white sun, she increased the output of energy, these days to control zhì this point of fire for cooking, it can be regarded as a little dim sum. I saw that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting stronger and stronger, as if her hand was like a gas jet pipe, and the heat emitted by the grinning fire was finally about to burn to the corners of her clothes. Du Qinyue threw the fire at the rattan chair in front of him, but as soon as the fire left his hand, it lost its source, and when it touched the rattan chair five meters away, there was only a spark-like flash left, and the rattan chair was safe and sound.

Du Qinyue frowned, and after thinking about it, another big fire was thrown, and the rattan chair was still lying quietly in the sun.

After repeating this more than ten times, Du Qinyue suddenly laughed, and couldn't help muttering: "It's like this......"

As the words fell, his fingers twisted slightly, and the same ball of fire rose, and with the slight shaking of the arm, it did not lose the extinguishing of the root like before, but like a lit cannon, it went straight to the wicker chair. The dry and sturdy rattan chair is most afraid of the fire, this piece of fire fell, the chair that had been sunburned under the scorching sun was quickly surrounded by firelight, and what was even more strange was that the fire writhed strangely after devouring the entire rattan chair, as if there was an independent consciousness, and was not satisfied with the rattan chair, but the edge of the swimming pool was empty except for the rattan chair within a radius of ten meters, except for the water is water, the fire was also settled, and the rattan chair slowly turned into ashes and extinguished.

Seeing this scene, Du Qinyue's eyes flashed an unpredictable ghostly light, and he looked at his hands again, although the energy had bottomed out at the moment, he still squeezed out the last bit of fire, the flame in his right hand still slowly became larger, and the left hand actually raised a trace of flame, but it did not become bigger, but the color slowly deepened, little by little, it actually turned into a dark blue and white, leaving only the outermost circle of light yellow and light green - this means that the temperature of the fire has rapidly increased from 1050-1150 degrees Celsius to more than 1500 degrees Celsius!

Finally, the energy was completely exhausted, and the flame that had not yet shown its power was unwillingly extinguished.

Du Qinyue relied on the body that she had practiced in the past few days of running for her life, and only then dragged her collapsed body back to the soft sofa in the living room.

Even when she was so tired, Du Qinyue did not relax her body, but sweated and put on an authentic Zen cultivation posture, breathing rhythmically. After only ten minutes, exhausted, she stood back by the pool and continued to control the fire.

It wasn't until Qing Dai came back from sweeping the eighty percent of the zombies in this luxurious community and the courtyard that Du Qinyue's clothes had been tossed from wet to dry three times.

If it weren't for the fact that Qing Dai's eyes had been cured by the heavenly changes, and that little bit of myopia, there would really be no way to find the mud behind Du Qinyue and the students' military training uniforms full of salt grains.

Although I have some pity in my heart, in this era of cannibalism, only sweating in peacetime can ensure that there is no blood in wartime. Moreover, Du Qinyue was able to break through several times in the face of the zombies in the entire supermarket when she woke up, which can also prove that she still has a lot of potential and courage, such a woman, when tempered by blood and fire, blooms with infinite brilliance.

Seeing that Du Qinyue had recovered from her strength, Qingdai also said that she had found two new survivors, who were still residents of the same community.

Du Qinyue scratched her head, she really hasn't been a good neighbor and kiss, after all, when she first came here, she wanted to be with her lover, and then she fell out of love and felt betrayed by the whole world, very withdrawn, not to mention that she lived in a mansion in a high-end residence, but the scope of her work and career was ** white-collar workers, and the cross-border was too big to communicate, so the whole community, the most familiar is probably a few community security guards, and they have the responsibility of getting to know every resident. Now ask this girl about the neighbor's situation, that is, the blind man lit the lamp in vain.

Qing Dai didn't have any ideas, just by the way, the extravagance of those two people is not something that a liar can disguise, even if he can deceive himself, he can't deceive Du Qinyue, who is a real daughter, not to mention that in this situation, it is necessary to unite the strength that can be united, only four living people, no matter what their status, as long as they are not enemies of life and death, they must be able to go on in a group.

Since there are guests, although the material conditions are difficult now, but far from the time of harsh appetite, the two girls tossed out their favorite meat, according to the previous three times the amount, made a big meal, as for the taste, I can only hope that those two people are not picky gluttons.

When the two noble sons dressed up before the sky changed, they came to the door of Du Qinyue's house, smelling the fragrance of the food, they were still in a trance, as if they were still in that peaceful and sunny day, a few friends made an appointment for dinner, and the years were quiet.

But the corpse-eating vines entrenched in the community, the faint stench outside the wall, and the indelible blood stains on the ground all stimulated them to wake up.

Lian Qingyun was used to being emotionally restrained, and when he saw the tiredness and pain on Zhang Hongjun's face, he patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and stepped forward to knock on the door first, the doorbell had expired, and the etiquette of knocking came in handy.

Zhang Hongjun adjusted his expression, gave Lian Qingyun a reassuring look, and skillfully put on a polite appearance. The aristocratic demeanor has been integrated into the bones, not to mention that he has already been born and died several times, and if he wants to hide his feelings, he can catch it.

Du Qinyue is helping Qing Dai tidy up the dishes, after all, the education she received is more to guide other people to work, and the real actual cooking still depends on Qing Dai, who was born in a civilian family. Hearing the knock on the door belonging to the aristocratic fan of Kyoto, Du Qinyue raised her eyebrows a little, asked Qingdai to continue to put on the plate, and took a light step that she hadn't used for a long time, came to the door, and slowly opened the door.

Qing Dai had just laid out all the dishes, and was about to try the performance of this wealthy family's special food cart, but there was a crackling fighting sound at the door, and it was very rhythmic, fist-to-meat, almost comparable to a professional martial arts movie.

Qing Dai's heart chuckled, feeling a little bad.

When Qing Dai rushed to the entrance, the original intact entrance cabinet had been invalidated as if it had been destroyed by zombies, and several people were not ordinary people before the change, and the attack and destructive power had increased several times, which was completely different, but Qing Dai didn't understand: how could the three of them have a good fight-look at a woman fighting two men, there is still a look, there are contacts, isn't it a competition?

However, Qing Dai feels that her little people don't understand the temper of these young masters, probably, perhaps, it's a new trend?

Since there were no casualties, she didn't have to worry about it, she went back to the kitchen and launched a beautiful serving cart, and then put all the dishes on the lunch table, served the meal, sat down quietly, and waited for the group of people to finish exchanging feelings, and didn't believe in the morning's activities, they would not be hungry.

Sure enough, the smell of the food made the three people at the door finally realize the reality - the rice was cooked, and it would be self-abuse not to eat it.

The code of nobility is always rich in the rules of current affairs - if you want to fight, you can eat and then fight.

So after Qingdai drank a small bowl of appetizing sweet soup, the three faces that had not left traces on the hands of the zombies actually came over with blue and purple.

Qing Dai felt that she couldn't lose the face of the people too much, so she asked a question about the dumplings, pretending not to see it at all, and slowly put the food that was just enough for her own portion onto the plate in front of her, and buried herself in eating hard.

Seeing that the food was not guaranteed, the three of them finally ended staring at each other and constantly grabbing and kicking, and changed the battlefield to the table, if you rob my fish steak, I will take your braised pork, as long as it does not fall into the bowl, it is a must fight.

To talk about the previous fist and foot kung fu, Du Qinyue because of the family history and the concession of the two men, it can be regarded as the end of a tie, this table of food, it still depends on the speed and quantity, Du Qinyue is one against two, after all, defeated, lost several pieces of beloved beef and barbecued pork, and even the dessert was taken away by the stinky and shameless Zhang Hongjun, I can't help but hate that when I wash the meat and marinate the meat, why didn't I give some laxatives, I can't kill them.

Although Qingdai was already slow and finished the meal slowly, she still ended the meal with the three of them at the same time...... It can't be helped, it takes too much time to grab food, and no matter how fast you eat, the battle is too procrastinated.

Qing Dai looked at the mess on this table, but the cups and plates were all intact, and they had not been damaged by inhuman force at all, gave a thumbs up to the noble upbringing, and silently cleaned up and went to the kitchen.

Du Qinyue stopped Qing Dai, who was about to get up, squinted at the two young masters who didn't know what to do with the corners of her eyes, and said nobly and coldly: "There are no servants here, fair labor, we have made the rice, and the dishes will be washed by them." ”

Qingdai didn't object to this statement, but she was secretly worried that the beautiful tableware would be used by herself and that she would say goodbye this time.

Seeing that the two rich and handsome glared at Du Qinyue fiercely, and obediently packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen, Du Qinyue raised her chin, and then turned back to Qing Dai and said, "Cheap those two bastards...... Oh, they used to wash dishes when they were kids, and they should be able to wash them all the time in the future. ”

Qing Dai pondered the amount of information in these words, and she had a little idea of the grievances of the three people - they were probably childhood sweethearts, the two had no guesses, and the hatred was as deep as the ...... of the sea.