The house here does not belong to the medical university, it is an area that is ready to be rebuilt before the end of the world, and it is not used for people. The house is cracked, and the place without any decoration and light is paired with a group of people who look like refugees, which is particularly shabby.

is also no special ability, the superior can always live well, but ordinary people can't, and the injustice in society follows closely at all times, like a puppet doll that can never get rid of.

Such a secret place is indeed difficult for people to find, who would believe that the young master of the Mo Group once lived in such a place, and it was good to say that it was simple.

In the blink of an eye, the girl knocked five times on the unpainted wooden door, and after about two seconds, the door slowly opened, and her eyes turned around the few people in front of her, and instantly locked on Jiu'er and Mingxuan, followed by an extremely stiff voice sounding, "Who are they?" "Sharp-eyed, 123-year-old is younger than Yu Modu, but in addition to being a little immature on his face, he is as mature as an adult.

"Big brother, they are good people, we can't come back without big sister."

"Yes, yes, the steamed buns I got back before were also given by my big sister."

"…"

Mo Yun's thin shoulders were slightly relaxed, and he looked at them with a pale face, and his focused expression seemed to engrave a few people in his heart.

"Yes." Leaving behind such a specious sentence, Mo Yun turned around and entered the house, the jeans were white, and there were a few small holes, the waist was very thin, the thin ones were a little scary, the big pants were empty, the whole person seemed to be only supported by a skeleton, and the small head looked a little big under such a torso, no wonder it was called a big head.

"Don't mind, young master, he wasn't like this before."

The girl looked at Jiu'er carefully, and her worried eyes looked at the young man who was not tall, thin, and a little hunchbacked. Mo Yun didn't like the girl's humble tone, and said unhappily: "Sister Meng, what if I'm like this?" "His face is full of the unruliness of a rebellious teenager. It seemed that he was a little excited, and finally he couldn't help coughing violently, and his breathing couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

Ming Xuan took two steps forward with a cold face and directly held Mo Yun's wrist, Mo Yun was powerless to break free, his eyes were a little turned outward, and he looked out of breath, which frightened several children to pat their backs and surround them.

"Farther away, too close will only die faster."

Fortunately, the girl was an adult, relatively calm, looking at Ming Xuan as if looking at the savior, and said urgently: "Doctor Ming, please save my young master." As he spoke, he knelt down, Jiu'er raised his eyebrows, and really wanted to take back the words that he thought the girl was calm.

Ming Xuan didn't speak, one hand pinched Mo Yun's wrist, and kept moving his hand on his back irregularly, gracefully like playing, and the rhythm of wheezing between his fingers slowed down until he recovered.

This magical scene stunned everyone, which time Mo Yun's illness was not earth-shattering, and this time it was like this?

As if to understand everyone's puzzled eyes, Ming Xuan said good-naturedly: "This is only temporary, asthma patients are not impetuous, it is very important to maintain physical and mental pleasure, and the most important thing is to take medicine and cooperate with treatment." ”

There is always a sense of dependence on people who can save lives, and Mo Yun is no exception, but Ming Xuan's words made everyone a little desperate.

"Medicine~" Where do they go to find medicine?

"I don't dare to go out of the door, I can't eat enough, Sister Jiarong has three more medicines, and I don't dare to eat them until I have to."

The four children looked at each other, looking at Ming Xuan's eyes full of helplessness, Mo Yun frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to listen to the tragic situation now, the girl lowered her eyes, and didn't know what to do, twisting her fingers uneasily, biting her lower lip lightly.

In this solemn atmosphere, Ming Xuan's voice that seemed to be smiling sounded: "It's very simple to want to live, it depends on whether someone is willing or not." ”

Jiu'er fiddled with Qianqian's ten fingers and paused slightly, following the prestige, Mingxuan's expression and tone were still faint, with a bit of ruffianism, and there was a light and light ridicule in his eyes.

Several people looked at Ming Xuan with hope, Mo Yun couldn't do it didn't matter.

Ming Xuan didn't speak, he looked at Jiu'er fixedly, there was a feeling that you were talking in it.

Stepping forward, the sound of approaching footsteps attracted Mo Yun's attention, Jiu'er squatted down and tried to be as level as possible with him: "What I say next is very important, maybe you won't be able to accept it, you listen carefully and think about it." ”

Such a tone was too solemn and serious, Mo Yun's childish face flashed a little uneasy, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the four children and the girl behind Jiu'er again, the sensitivity of the children was incomparable to ordinary people.

"Sister Jiarong~" Her voice trembled a little, and she didn't say anything, as if she had already guessed something.

Jiu'er's amazing predictive ability couldn't help but be impressed.

"Dead."

Plain and casual, as if talking about the weather, Mo Yun's eyes tightened, his hands clenched the corners of his clothes fiercely, and cyan blood vessels leaked out of the back of his hands.

"I just want to ask you if you want to come with me."

Mo Yun raised his head, and his hazy vision made Jiu'er unable to understand his true thoughts, so he only heard him say lightly: "Why?" ”

"Because of me, she's dead." It's a fact, and she never thought to hide it.

"Or, you can choose to kill me, of course, I'll only give you one chance."

A few people were slightly stunned, they didn't expect Jiu'er to say these words, even Ming Xuan looked at her with a frown.

Jiu'er waited for Mo Yun's answer, and didn't want to retract this sentence. The higher the level, the more demons will be generated, if Xie Jiarong doesn't handle it well, I don't know how big the impact will be in the future, what she owes others will have to be repaid after all, and all obstacles that hinder her strength must be cleared.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Yun's clenched fist suddenly loosened, his lowered eyes slowly raised, and his voice had an indescribable indifference, "I can't help myself in the last days, I don't know why Sister Jiarong saved you, but the people she entrusted are all people she trusts, I believe her, so I trust you." Then, he knelt down with a thud: "I know that you came to me because of Sister Jiarong, I just want to kill those three people with my own hands one day." ”

"Please, take me away."

Jiu'er stretched out her hand and lifted Mo Yun's chin, and the face under the jade finger was fragile and would break with a slight force, forcing Mo Yun to look directly into her gaze, and said in a condensed voice: "Why do you want to kill them." ”

The young man's stubborn eyes were full of hatred, and he disappeared again in an instant: "Because damn it!" The words were bitten very hard, as if he wanted to use his tone to kill Ling Chi, but real life is not ruthless enough, the eyes are terrifying, the key is ability.

"I'll take you away, but I won't help you."

Mo Yun snorted coldly: "Don't worry, I said it with my own hands." ”

It's really quite unbelievable, but it just happens to be right for her appetite.

Thinking like this, Jiu'er took off the schoolbag and unzipped it and poured out the contents of it, and the weapon landed with a ping-pong sound, and about five or six daggers were placed on the ground in different postures, exuding a cold atmosphere.

One of the small radish heads slowly approached, and the small hand brushed the blade of the knife like a caressing, and tears flowed silently. The girl picked up a dagger at her feet and couldn't help muttering, "It's actually a weapon from the Imperial Treasure Workshop." ”

"Big sister really went to the Third Ring." The sigh overflowed from the lively child's mouth, and Jiu'er nodded.

"I said that I would give you a big gift when I came back, and I would take it away, but I won't take you away." As he spoke, he took off his schoolbag and handed it to the girl, "There are still twenty spars and a small number of snacks in the sandwich of the schoolbag, if you can hold on to it, you will be considered to be half alive, and the remaining half will only enter the capital base." ”

The capital base is the Qinglong base, the most of the four bases, which has a special place to provide children's life, and covers children collected from all over the country, both in terms of materials and safety factors are the highest.

Without waiting for everyone to speak, Jiu'er had already looked at Mo Yun: "If you have anything to say, let's go." ”

Mo Yun turned his head, hung his head slightly, bent over and bowed 90 degrees, and drops of water splashed on the ground under his feet, and then without raising his head, he turned around and opened the door and walked out.

The corners of his mouth under the mask were pursed into a good-looking arc, Jiu'er nodded to a few people, and Mingxuan looked at each other, and then went out of the door, and the thin figure stood not far away with his back to them.

Night is the best disguise, and it is also the time when the danger is at its strongest.

Three sneaky figures walked cautiously in the position not far from the medical university, although it was remote, but there should still be something, and as a terminal station, there was a bus hub not far away.

There are not many zombies, but they dare not be careless.

Lin Sicheng's goal this time is this bus stop.

As if sensing the smell of human flesh, the zombies in the dark became a little impatient and followed the smell to find it.

Lin Sicheng's throat moved, the hand holding the dagger tightened a little, and he walked forward quickly, in what he thought was too fast in the eyes of the zombies, he was discovered by the zombies in an instant, and he greeted him with a big mouth of blood and no dodging, and the rancid breath was even more unbearable than the poison.

imitated the movements of Jiu'er and a few people to try to get a headshot with one hit, but the speed was always hard, and it took a while to kill this zombie.

Thinking of Jiu'er's action of harvesting the lives of zombies in the middle of the flight, Lin Sicheng was deeply depressed.

"Let's go, what are you thinking?"

After thinking about it, Uncle Chu had already arrived in front of him, and Lin Sicheng retracted his thoughts, and the zombie's heavy breathing seemed to have his throat cut off, buzzing and annoying. Chu Boran came and went in the night with vigorous steps, paying attention to the zombies while also observing the surrounding vehicles, the skills that were favored by Jiu'er were naturally not idle, and the shots were all killing moves, with brute spirit in the roughness, and the knife was deadly.

Ordinary zombies are like opponents who have a bit of self-defense skills before the end of the world, but they are a little more difficult, and they will never die if they don't hurt their heads.