Lian Qing squatted down and stretched out her right hand.

Like, try to cure him?

Listening to what those people just meant, this person should be a good person, right?

Moreover, when I thought that he was also abandoned after saving those people, I suddenly felt a sense of sympathy!

The man lying on the ground opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a sweet-looking little girl, with her right hand raised above her head, and her hand emitted a misty light.

What is she doing?

The left hand destroys, the right hand hopes.

Does that mean her left hand can be used to attack, and her right hand can be used to heal?

Just right, practice practice to see, feel useful.

The white light fell on the man, and his struggle seemed to weaken.

The system asks: [Is it too late?] He's ...... dead......

Lian Qing withdrew her hand: [Look at your luck. 】

The sky is getting brighter, the end of the world has just begun, and now in the daytime, the zombies are still relatively peaceful.

Lian Qing wanted to leave first at this time.

But she looked at the mass behind her and fell into deep thought.

Although she can carry it, it is too ruinous and not good-looking!

The man who happened to be lying on the ground slowly woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he was more sharp than when he was unconscious, but the color of his pupils was a little too light.

He rubbed his stomach, and before he fell unconscious, he remembered that he had been scratched by a zombie.

He had a fever, and he was delirious, and he was dazed, when he heard the people he had saved say that he was going to be a zombie.

But no.

He glanced at the bow on the bandage, and then at the same style on Lianqing's arm.

What I just saw was not an illusion: "You saved me?" ”

Lian Qing nodded, of course she had to admit that she had done a good deed!

Why else would you do it?

The man was probably thinking back to what happened before he fell unconscious: "What about the others? I mean, the people who were with me. ”

Lian Qing pondered and said, "They robbed my family's things and were about to run, but they encountered a large number of zombies outside the door. ”

The man pondered for a moment, quickly understanding the meaning of his words.

He was probably abandoned.

Turning his head, he slowed down his tone as much as possible: "My surname is He, my name is He An, I used to be in the army, and after the end came, I received news that survivor bases had been established in many places, and I was planning to go to converge." ”

He asked softly, "Do you want to come with me?" I'll protect you. ”

I heard that the little girl is timid, especially if she has just experienced zombie cannibalism, if he is too loud, he may scare people.

Look at this little girl, she looks white and cute, and I don't know if she is an adult.

The eyes are dark, and when you look at people, it is like a pool of lake water, shiny and moist.

The lips are rosy, I don't know if it's his delusion, I always feel that she seems to pout.

I don't know if it's grievance or fear.

The eyelashes are long and thick, like a small fan when you blink.

It's completely different from the rough guys I used to face every day.

In the army, it is customary to speak loudly, and he will have to pay attention to it in the future.

Lian Qing felt that this little brother was good everywhere, but his voice was like a mosquito, and he replied shyly.

Could it be that she stared at people too many times and was discovered?

No way, zombies are really, too ugly......

If she didn't look at this He An to wash her eyes, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat.

said that it was a meal, but in fact, it was a snack like bread and biscuits, and for the rest of her life today, He An said to cook her noodles to celebrate in the evening.

They plan to leave the place when the wound scabs over and the smell of blood is no longer oothed, so they can cook noodles in a pot leisurely, and it will probably be the last time in a short time.

He An's little brother said that she provided food and water, so he insisted that he was responsible for the logistics.

Lianqing's impression of him suddenly added a lot of points.

Thanksgiving, good people!

As soon as this thought was finished, He Ann came out of the kitchen.