Although the breath was very slight, Jiu'er still locked the room in the corner at a glance, the dagger taken out of the space was already quietly held in her hand, the virtual lock in her eyes was like a small pimple of a child playing with a bolt, the sound of metal colliding, the lock suddenly fell to the ground with a messy sound, as if a firecracker had been suddenly set off in this night.

Separated by a door, there is a past life and a present life.

With a gentle push, with a sizzling sound, a knife reached a centimeter away from Jiu'er's eyebrows with the opening of the door.

When the four eyes met, she only saw the indifference and vigilance in his eyes, and at this time he had not yet learned other expressions, such as pity, such as gentleness~

Suddenly, Jiu'er remembered the scene where he covered her with a blanket after his death, and when he looked at her, his eyes showed a faint chagrin and why he sighed like this.

"Who are you?"

The voice that hadn't spoken for a long time was still a little hoarse, and Jiu'er was stirred back to her senses by this voice, and then she remembered that it was not that time. This is not to hide or avoid, and said calmly: "People who want to cooperate with you~"

Ming Xuan's eyes narrowed into a strange arc, and he looked at Jiu'er in puzzlement.

After all, after knowing each other, Jiu'er could still understand Ming Xuan's somewhat inadvertent expression: "I'll help you get out of here, and you can help me save someone." ”

"It's that simple?"

Jiu'er raised her eyebrows: "It's as simple as that." ”

"Then let's go~" After speaking, he had already put the dagger in his arms, tidied up the shirt that was a little wrinkled, and took the lead in missing Jiu'er and left.

When the people had already begun to go downstairs, Jiu'er hooked the corners of her mouth to reveal a faint smile.

Mingxuan is a weirdo, he can also be called a man with negative emotional intelligence, maybe God made his IQ too high, and he had to use his EQ to offset it. There are no men and women in his eyes, only the dead and the living.

Do it or don't do it, it can make you or kill you.

His world is simple and enviable, but also fickle to the point of hate.

In fact, if Jiu'er wants to comment, Mingxuan should be the realistic version of Yanagishita Megumi, anyway, he doesn't have any feelings for women.

Thinking about it too much, he patted his forehead, Jiu'er followed, and when he went downstairs, he saw Ming Xuan's long figure standing in the night sky, with the short maroon hair that was messy by the wind, like an angel who had fallen into the world by mistake, and had a temperament that did not eat the fireworks of the world. But these are for the time when you don't turn around.

"You're slow."

The indifference in those eyes is also better than Shang Qi, but Shang Qi's indifference is acquired, but Ming Xuan is like this, in terms of the Ming family's relatively not so outstanding facial features, Ming Xuan is a miracle, no matter what it is.

Jiu'er didn't answer, and walked forward on her own.

Whenever she doesn't like others to talk to her in a questioning and dissatisfied tone, it can be understood that this is a natural sense of superiority, but she doesn't want to change it at all.

It's just that for some reason, there is always a smile that forces her to hook the corners of her mouth.

The speed of going back was very fast, but in a moment they arrived at the building where Lin Sicheng and the others were, and at this time everyone was resting, only Zhongli and Mingjing opened their eyes and felt the movement around them.

Although he was not so willing to admit it, Zhongli really discovered a fact.

She was worried about Ji Jiu'er's safety.

If this is known by former classmates, it will inevitably become an earth-shattering bomb, which is as impossible as Mars hitting the earth.

The sound of the door opening sounded, fortunately, the classroom was very large, and the location chosen by Jiu'er was relatively remote, and when he saw the figure standing at the door, Zhongli's heart was stable.

Ming Jing glanced at Ming Xuan behind Jiu'er, tears flowed down instantly, but he didn't dare to make a sound, and the grievances gushed out during this time, and he couldn't stop it.

Even if his emotional intelligence is low, it is not easy for Ming Xuan to see his relatives uncomfortable, of course he knows what that person did to her sister.

But he was injected with softeners every day, and he had no power to refute in front of the ability, and this time he didn't know what was going on, that group of people hadn't appeared for a long time, but fortunately his body had just recovered, otherwise Jiu'er would really not be able to take people away.

"Don't cry." The comforting words were also extremely cold and hard, but Jiu'er still clearly saw the killing intent that flashed in his eyes. No matter why Ming Xuan was controlled by that person, but with his undying persistence, from the moment he came out, it meant that the death period of that third-order ability had really arrived.

Jiu'er believes this.

Without disturbing the gathering of the two siblings, Jiu'er raised his feet and walked to Zhongli's side, glanced at each other, and then looked at Chu Boran who was lying on the table.

Lin Sicheng woke up but didn't come over, just watched the situation here in the dark night, Ming Jing knew that Jiu'er had something important, and didn't keep pulling Mingxuan hard, but pulled Mingxuan to Jiu'er's side.

Jiu'er raised her head with her hands on her chest, "If it's okay, let's start." "

Following Jiu'er's line of sight, Ming Xuan looked at Chu Boran who was lying on the table, Jiu'er took out a small flashlight from his schoolbag, although the light was weak, it was enough for the uncle to see clearly enough.

Sure enough, as soon as he saw the injured Ming Xuan's expression, he became serious, and his eyes swept sharply towards Chu Boran, and he already had a rough idea in his heart.

"He had a moderate to severe concussion with a lot of man-made whiplash and knife wounds, which were not serious, but they dragged on for too long and the wounds showed signs of infection. Fortunately, it was dealt with in time, otherwise it would have been difficult for me to find good medicine to treat him. "

"Then why haven't you woken up?"

Before Jiu'er's words fell, Mingxuan's eyes of Mingxuan's 'you are stupid' looked over: "Excessive blood loss, malnutrition, overconsumption, and still alive is already a miracle!" ”

Jiu'er touched his nose, lowered his head and didn't speak, Zhong Yi laughed, and opened his mouth to rescue Jiu'er, who was unnatural, "I have some medicine collected here before, see if you will use it." At the same time as he opened his mouth, he opened his backpack and took out some iodine wine gauze and medically packaged sheep intestines, as well as some medicines with long names, which were not professional, and I really didn't know what they were for.

Ming Xuan glanced at it and nodded, then looked at Jiu'er: "Take him to the laboratory building, it's not easy to operate here, and those medicines can also be used." Jiu'er nodded sullenly, his heart was relieved, and he looked at Zhongli and was about to start carrying people, but Lin Sicheng stepped forward to stop their movements: "I'll help you, senior sister." After saying that, he couldn't help but carry the person on his back, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how did these girls lift such a heavy person and carry them over like dolls.

In the last days, not only the zombies have mutated, but even the women are too strong to judge with their eyes.

When I went to the laboratory building again, I was in a completely different mood, looking at the gloomy environment everywhere, Zhongli also had to admire Jiu'er, bumped Jiu'er's elbow and asked, "You won't be weak when you come alone in such a scary place!" Jiu'er ignored her, and a few people chose a fairly neat location on the first floor to place Chu Boran, and Mingxuan began to give an eviction order.

"Leave the medicine and flashlight, do you know his blood type?"

Jiu'er nodded: "Type A blood, what's the matter, do you need a blood transfusion?" This makes Jiu'er a little annoyed, she is rh negative blood, which is suitable for various blood types, but she will fall into a coma as soon as she is transfused, and she doesn't know what is going on.

"I happen to be Type A, so if you want to lose, I'll do it." Lin Sicheng's voice was simply heavenly to Jiu'er, and she didn't want to lose consciousness again inexplicably.

For Ming Xuan, it doesn't matter who loses: "That's right, you stay and help me." Then the door slammed and cut off the sight of a few people, touched their noses, and the three of them looked at each other and found a place to sit and wait.

After a busy day, Jiu'er closed his eyes and leaned against the wall and closed his eyes, the three of them rested quietly and did not speak, saying that everything was pale, it was better to sit together and sleep like this.

Ming Xuan made a move, Uncle Chu was half better, Jiu'er was happy in his heart, and he was thinking about tomorrow's goal in his heart.

As the morning dawned, the temperature gradually rose, and when the light pierced through the darkness, Jiu'er's eyes slowly opened, the soreness in her shoulders made her very uncomfortable, and the fluffy head was still resting on her shoulders and sleeping sweetly.

Stretching out his hand mercilessly, he pushed only to hear an ouch sound, and Zhongli had already opened a pair of confused eyes and glared angrily at the initiator. Jiu'er casually looked back at Zhongli's eyes, rubbed his somewhat sour shoulders with one hand, and suddenly noticed a straight gaze looking at her, and in a blink of an eye, a pair of indifferent and cold excessive eyes, but there was a touch of ignorance of the world that seemed to understand the meaning of whether he understood or not, short hair was scattered on his forehead, and his thin lips were pursed into a good-looking arc, with some temptation.

The overall facial features and aura are fused together, and they have become the tone of a cold male god.

"Why are you looking at me?"

The indifference is still there, but the hidden confusion Jiu'er seems to see through it at a glance. This feeling was amazing, as if it was an ordinary stone, but she could feel the precious gems inside, and her eyes were sharp and she couldn't help but marvel.

It's like Zhongli still frowns at her, but she always feels that there are countless dependences and affection in her eyes, and this feeling is even more obvious after fighting that second-order zombie that night.

Hearing this, Ming Xuan said lightly: "Curious." ”

Jiu'er smiled, but the plain and dirty appearance always gave people a feeling of amazement, Ming Xuan had to fix his eyes and take another look, but it was still that face. I couldn't help frowning and thinking: Such a face will also be amazing, is it really the sequelae of the drug?

Or maybe they were confused by the beautiful and moving sound.

Thinking about it like this, it seems to be a lot relieved, and the moving tune once again hit the heart: "A genius doctor with a high IQ turns out to have a time of curiosity~" The voice paused, and it seemed to be a little surprised, but when the words changed, it could make people feel the teasing meaning.

"Don't you know curiosity is a disease?"

Along with these words, there was also Lin Sicheng's voice of "wake up, wake up", Mingxuan didn't have time to make a superfluous expression, Jiu'er had already walked away with his eyes lit up. When passing by, you can still smell the faint fragrance, which makes people can't help but look back and take another look.