A pair of beautiful black eyes with a little disbelief, black hair is messy, and a few long dull hairs are scattered from the center of the hair, looking a little cute.

In the end, Qinghui got up from the bed and got up.

Well, for the sake of the colorful black, Lord Spirit Sword will believe in you again.

Qinghui looked down at his clothes again, and even walked a little mopping the floor, not to mention going to fight zombies.

Oh, and it's really weird to have to take two steps and catch three times.

Qinghui tugged at the hem of his skirt expressionlessly, looked down, and finally turned around and found a dress that didn't have such a big skirt from his closet.

But it was still a small skirt, a small sky blue dress, but this time the layered skirt only reached Qinghui's knees.

Qinghui got dressed and puffed out his cheeks.

'Ka Ka, why is there such a dress in the world?' ’

Asa paused and thought for a moment, 'Because it's good-looking......?" ’

Qinghui took care of himself and finished filling his complaints.

'It's so inconvenient to fight. ’

Light Coffee: ???

You're the only one fighting in this dress, right?

Not every little fairy has a spirit sword master living in her heart :)

Qinghui couldn't hear Asaka's voice, but just looked at the black umbrella placed in the corner of the closet.

Pick up the little umbrella.

The quality of this small umbrella is very good, it is an iron skeleton, very heavy, very heavy, and the edges are all a circle of white flowers, layered, and beautiful and tight.

Qinghui raised his hand, waved it tentatively, felt the feeling, his eyes lit up slightly, and then walked out with this small umbrella.

This is a small two-story building, Qinghui lives on the second floor, and the first floor is the place of Commander Qing, and occasionally some people from the military department will come over for meetings.

It's just that today is a little special.

A few people downstairs stood together, their expressions were not very good-looking, and there was a bit of boredom, and they looked upstairs from time to time, and they could see that they were not in a good mood.

Seeing Qinghui finally go out.

Seeing the little blue dress that Qinghui was wearing, and carrying a small black umbrella in his hand, it was obviously the end of the world, but she made it look like he was going out to play, and several men in camouflage clothes couldn't help frowning.

Qinghui didn't bother to pay attention to these people, his gaze passed through them, and fell on the face of the man leaning against the wall not far away.

The man was not wearing a camouflage uniform, but an army-green suit, with a very cold temperament and an indescribable gloom, overly good-looking, with long eyelashes drooping, and he didn't seem to be interested in the things around him.

This is Zhou Yiqing.

It looks like it's pretty good at fighting.

Qinghui weighed the small umbrella in his hand, and thought about the hatred he had just given him.

At this time, Commander Qing's adjutant walked up to Qinghui in three or two steps, looked at the clothes Qinghui was wearing, and was slightly surprised.

He knew how difficult it was for Commander Qing's daughter, who was obviously in the last days, but he just liked to wear this kind of layered and mopping little dress, and he didn't listen to any persuasion, but Commander Qing still acquiesced.

And this mission is ridiculous to say.

It was Qinghui who remembered that he still had a large number of personal belongings left in a property in the south of the city, and it happened that there was a mission to go to the medical research institute in the south of the city, so he asked the commander to take him there.