He coughed again, his eyes tinged with a little irritability.

The sun is not good either, and the original golden sunlight has turned white in the last days.

It's a lot darker.

Also, the person next to him doesn't fight with him, and his body is still so weak, so he is very angry.

Qinghui was angry, thinking that he should sleep first to buffer.

I heard Zhou Yiqing's light mouth over there.

"There is no Peking duck."

Qinghui: ??

"No, there can be."

The little girl retorted solemnly.

"Now the end times are gone."

Zhou Yiqing said again.

Qinghui picked up his small umbrella.

Say yes.

Otherwise, poke you!

Zhou Yiqing sneered and didn't speak.

Poke him didn't either.

Jiang Cheng: ...... Brother, really, don't make the little princess cry at that time.

So Qinghui poked his waist a few times with his small umbrella, and became even more angry, shrinking his small body in the corner and complaining to the shallow coffee.

He said there was no Peking duck! ’

Light coffee: ...... This may not be the case.

'I'm going to beat him!' ’

Light Coffee: '...... Otherwise, Lord Qinghui, let me search for you if there are any survivors nearby who can make Peking duck? ’

Qinghui was originally very sick in this plane, and now he can't even meet the small requirement of eating Peking duck, can this be something that the system does?!

The most important thing is that she is afraid that her family's Spirit Sword Lord will strike and stop doing it.

When Qinghui heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded.

I think so.

Without Peking duck, she can look for it at the root.

After thinking about it, Asa decided not to tell her that she couldn't find such a thing as an edible duck now.

After a simple search, the shallow coffee determined a general direction.

And just right on their way.

And the man was alone, hiding, and didn't seem to be in very good shape.

But that's all you can see.

After listening to Qianca's words, Qinghui nodded and expressed satisfaction.

Then his eyelids drooped, and he didn't pay attention to the meaning of the person next to him at all, and fell asleep directly.

Isn't it just a zombie, she's seen it.

And Jiang Cheng, who was still waiting for the little girl to say that she was scared, so as to warn her about how dangerous the outside world was, observed Qinghui's movements, and saw Qinghui shrinking in the corner, he hesitated for a moment, "Miss, it's still too late to go back." ”

It was quiet and quiet, and no one paid attention to him.

Jiang Cheng still wanted to speak again.

I heard Zhou Yiqing's cold and cold voice sounding, "Don't scream, fall asleep." ”

"Sleep, asleep??"

Jiang Cheng repeated it in disbelief.

I heard Zhou Yiqing respond, and seemed to sneer.

"I slept pretty soundly."

He muttered something in the back seat.

Jiang Cheng: ......

Mom, little ancestor, please, get up and take a look, just a look, look at those zombies, in case you get to the zombie group, you are too scared to walk, it will be too late!!

How can you still sleep directly with a big heart??

But Jiang Cheng's strong thoughts were not transmitted to Qinghui's dream.

Qinghui slept heavily along the way.

It's because the seat is a little hard, so it may not be so comfortable to sleep on.

Wait until you get to the rest place in between.

Qinghui got up slowly, softly, lazily yawned, and moved his little arms and legs.