Yin Mingyang was in a good mood, before, he was so close to her like now, he couldn't think about it, but now, she is so close to him, this posture is still so imaginative.

Looking at Zhuo's fair face, she suddenly had the idea of teasing her.

Yin Mingyang hooked the corners of his mouth that was slightly deformed, leaned into Zhuo Qian's ear and said in a soft tone: "You really want to be like me?" Be...... Fall in love with me and want to be with me? ”

Zhuo Qian was stunned, replied to him with a dazzling smile, and said, "If thinking like this can make you happier, you can think so." ”

Yin Mingyang stared at Zhuo Qian for a while, his joyful expression gradually froze, his brows furrowed, he suddenly let go of his hand and sat down on the side, and said, "Back to the topic, my conditions, do you accept them?"

"How big is the bowl?"

Yin Mingyang was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses.

Zhuo Qian knocked on the table, motioned for him to look at him, and said with a smile: "What a big bowl, give you a bowl every day, I won't accept the bowl when it's big."

Yin Mingyang was quite surprised, and Zhuo Qian's saying this means that she agreed.

At the same time, he also has a hint of coolness in his heart, which also shows that Zhuo Qian is ruthless enough, not only to others, but also to herself.

Looking at the smile on her face, but without the slightest smile in her eyes, Yin Mingyang couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

What if she knew she had crystals in her brain?

According to her indifference, even if she knew who she was, she probably wouldn't greet her with a smile like she did now.

He wanted her blood, and she wanted his crystals.

What a cruel relationship......

Ignoring Yin Mingyang's inexplicable sadness, Zhuo Qian directly took out a fist-sized celadon bowl from the space, placed it in front of the two, and said, "How about this bowl?"

Yin Mingyang looked up at her, lowered his head again, did not nod or refuse, thinking of his relationship with Zhuo Qian's opponent now, no matter what it was, he was not interested.

Zhuo Qian shrugged, Yin Mingyang didn't speak, she took him as a default.

Looking around, the room was quite complete, Zhuo Qian picked a bedroom with a relatively intact door lock and a bathroom, waved his hand at Yin Mingyang, and said lightly: "You only have three days, I won't wait for you after three days, and if you need blood, come to me yourself."

Yin Mingyang knocked on the table twice, signaling that he still had something, his action made Zhuo Qian's momentum of wanting to get up and leave in mid-air, Zhuo Qian pursed the corners of his lips, and sat down again.

"Blood, leave me a bowl now, you don't have to worry about safety, there will be no zombies to invade with me, and as for the other survivors, I will also stop them."

This is a good deal, Zhuo Qian raised his eyebrows and stood up without hesitation, and the tip of his right finger condensed a small piece of thin ice blade, which slashed neatly across his wrist, and blood flowed out of the wound on his wrist.

The wound is not large, the process is relatively slow, about two minutes, and the small bowl is full.

The crimson oxygen-free blood was lying in the bowl, because of the long-term relationship, it coagulated a fragile blood clot, in Zhuo Qian's opinion, if this thing was eaten, it would be more disgusting.

Yin Mingyang unexpectedly, he didn't mind Zhuo Qian watching him eat, so he took a small bowl and drank it all in front of Zhuo Qian, and by the way, he left the blood clot in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Zhuo Qian's face was slightly ugly, even if she was immune to the decay and blood of zombies, it was the first time that humans had seen such a thing as eating the same kind of blood raw.

She felt a churn in her stomach and felt a deep discomfort.

Yin Mingyang's reaction to Zhuo Qian's reaction turned up a joke, and he deliberately smashed his mouth twice to play with the taste: "The taste is really good, um......"

Surprised, after the blood went down his stomach, Yin Mingyang quickly felt the benefits.

Although her blood did not have the effect that Yin Mingyang had thought before, it was more than equal, and Yin Mingyang could obviously feel that his strength was increasing, and his tentacles were better controlled.

The cells all over the body are clamoring for more, and it's a wonderful feeling.

At the moment, his mind is full of strengthening, strengthening, evolving quickly, quickly becoming human, power, revenge...... and so on.

Yin Mingyang was about to lose control of himself, and there was a strong voice in his heart saying that he only needed to tear Zhuo Qian's neck to get more blood......

He suddenly covered his mouth and took two steps back in a hurry, Zhuo Qian hadn't come back to his senses, he had already pushed open the door of a bedroom and entered, Zhuo Qian's eyes could only stay on the closed door.

One second!

Zhuo Qian pursed the corners of her mouth, this speed, it is estimated that even if she has a level 4 speed ability, she will need more practice to achieve it.

He's getting stronger!

Be...... Was it the reason for drinking your own blood just now?

At that time, there was indeed a significant improvement, and it was related to my own blood?

Staring at the small bowl of residual blood, Zhuo Qian fell into deep thought. Yin Mingyang has now become a zombie, she and him no longer have the same camp and interests, and when he approaches her, he will not seek refuge as before.

So, what does he want?

His own blood has an unknown effect on him, and it seems that it can make him upgrade.

He wants to get into the safety of the base.

He has his own purpose.

These things are connected, Zhuo Qian is quite palpitating, if Yin Mingyang wants to do something to her, she has no ability to resist at all......

After a while, Zhuo Qian rubbed her temples, she felt that her forehead was a little hot, and the wound on her arm was still inflamed although she had been medicated.

Exhaled softly, picked up the water on the table, took a sip, and dragged his tired body to the bedroom of his choice.

Tiredness made Zhuo Qian have no other activities, and after taking two anti-inflammatory pills, he lay directly on the dirty and bloodstained wooden bed, and soon fell asleep.

I slept groggily until the next day, and it wasn't until Yin Mingyang came to knock on the door that Zhuo Qian woke up.

My eyes hurt terribly, my head was heavy, and my forehead was a little hot, but it wasn't very serious.

It may be that Yin Mingyang said in advance that it was safe, Zhuo Qian couldn't help but be lazy, looking at the ceiling and thinking for a long time, he just didn't want to get up.

"Knock knock...... Are you awake? Yin Mingyang knocked on the door with a quick frequency, revealing a hint of impatience.

"Aang!" Zhuo Qian answered lazily after half a sound, then took a deep breath, sat up on the edge of the bed, and got out of bed to open the door.

Outside the door, Yin Mingyang was very different from yesterday, all the tentacles on his body had disappeared, except for the whole body hiding in the wide cloak, and his appearance was normal.

"What are you doing, why did it take so long to open the door?"

Yin Mingyang had a faint anger in his mouth, after becoming a zombie, his temper became more and more irritable, and any little thing could make him irritable in his heart.

Zhuo Qian glanced at him, then took out the bowl, and handed him the bowl with the blood in a few moments.

Seeing that Zhuo Qian was so indifferent, and he was completely a trader, Yin Mingyang wanted to speak and stopped, but left directly with the bowl, and the two didn't say much.

Zhuo Qian slammed the door shut, she was not in the mood to contact Yin Mingyang now, she was hovering in life and death these days, which had made her very tired.

Although her physical functions have been strengthened, she is still warned of collapse, and her physical strength is completely unable to keep up with the high level of action and ability consumption.

The nerves that are not very strong make her depressed, and the various tragedies she has experienced along the way often come to her mind, which will make her unable to persevere and give up on herself.

This kind of self-abandonment is dangerous, and it serves no purpose other than hastening her death.

Zhuo Qian looked up to the sky and lay on the wet quilt, tears slid down the corners of her eyes, flowing into her hair, in the cold room around her, she felt that in addition to the emptiness was loneliness, cowardice and escapism raged in her mind, looking around, it really made her so cold and sad!

What is the meaning of being alive like this?

Aren't you alive anymore?

Rise!

Sleep a little longer, wake up, she still has a lot to do.

Dream mirror is the best place to escape from reality, Zhuo Qian made a dream that both parents are still alive, and their family of three is reunited in the safety base, and they are happy to live in the apocalypse - warm and happy.

She wants to indulge and never wake up again!

But the reality is unsatisfactory, Mengjing is doing Zhuo Qian to kill a high-level zombie and go back with the crystal remains, when she thinks that her parents will be happy, she can't help but be happy in her heart......

"Squeak~" The sound of the door opening that was smashed by the zombie to the half-broken door panel woke Zhuo Qian up.

Thoughts were empty, the soundproofing of the room was not good, and she could hear the slight conversation of people outside, Zhuo Qian's heart was clear that other survivors were coming, according to her deal with Yin Mingyang, she believed that Yin Mingyang would deal with these survivors soon.