The south wind passed, lightly brushing his cheeks, and also brought a few low dog barks from afar, Zhuang Yichen raised his head and listened carefully, the voice was low and full of anger. Zhuang Yichen rushed over curiously, walked through several small alleys, and bypassed a large number of private houses. A small store on the side of the road caught his eye.

At the entrance of the commissary, a fierce battle is going on. On one side is a ghoul that can be seen everywhere in the wasteland, and on the other side, it is a majestic and majestic Tibetan mastiff. The Tibetan mastiff was snow-white, without a trace of variegation, and if it hadn't been for the low and heavy cries of the previous ones, it would have looked like a mighty lion.

But the situation of this white Tibetan mastiff is very bad, the ghoul's swift speed and sharp claws continue to create one hideous wound after another on its body, and its proud size has become the biggest obstacle at this time. Every time the ghoul rushed up, he dipped away, leaving only a wound and never grappling with it. The ghoul's intention is obvious, that is, to consume it alive little by little at its own speed.

Another failed bite, and the white Tibetan mastiff sank its massive head and lowered its body, its two stout forelimbs clasped tightly to the ground. He let out a low roar with a stubby mouth. Blood slowly flowed out of the hideous wounds, turning its white fur into a dazzling blood-red. Although the voice was full of anger and unwillingness, it was fearless!

As soon as Zhuang Yichen saw this Tibetan mastiff, he liked it in his heart. Such a mighty and fierce guy is still so beautiful. There is no man who does not fantasize about having such a perfect pet.

He spread out his mental power, and with a wave of his hand, a corrosive arrow struck one of the ghouls' hind legs. The ghoul's most powerful ability is its speed, with Zhuang Yichen's current strength, under the mental power locked attack, the ghoul's speed can't play a role at all.

It has been a few days since the outbreak of the end times, and in a short period of time, everything is changing rapidly, these former overlords are now long gone, and monsters more powerful than them abound.

The ghoul was deprived of more than half of his strength by Zhuang Yichen's corrosive arrow, and the Tibetan mastiff, who had already suppressed his anger, would let go of such a good opportunity. Almost as soon as it was injured, the white Tibetan mastiff, which had been closely monitoring the situation, immediately rushed forward and bit the ghoul's throat with one bite. Then, it gnawed the ghoul's little half of the head in one bite, and took out a magic crystal from it and ate it.

It seemed that the effect of the magic crystal on its injuries was very obvious, after it ate the magic crystal, the abundant and pure magic power source quickly replenished the energy it consumed, and those hideous wounds all over the body quickly stopped the bleeding. At this time, although its figure still looked bloodstained and very embarrassed, it exuded a wordless and domineering majesty all over its body.

After swallowing the magic crystal, the white Tibetan mastiff stared at Zhuang Yichen vigilantly for a while, then picked up a black backpack from the ground in front of the commissary as if no one was around, and slowly walked forward. Zhuang Yichen looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart.

The mouth of the black backpack was wide open, and it was filled with instant noodles, canned food, and purified water. It turned out to be a dog with an owner, and he was still helping his owner find food.

However, Zhuang Yichen's heart was disappointed, and he still followed curiously. He was curious about who could have such a handsome Tibetan mastiff. Although the big white Tibetan mastiff was still very vigilant against Zhuang Yichen, it also acquiesced to Zhuang Yichen following far behind.

Only the last bit of the afterglow of the setting sun remained, and the light released after burning life was bleak and tragic. Its huge white body was covered with a faint layer of gold, and occasionally a few drops of blood drenched down its hair shattered to the ground, reflecting the slanting sun, and also turned into a bright gold.

Because the backpack in its mouth is too full, and it can't zip the backpack, something will fall out of both sides of the backpack opening from time to time, so it has to often stop and pick up the things that fall out of the backpack with its mouth, which looks clumsy and cute. After many times, several dissatisfied whimperes came from its mouth.

Zhuang Yichen followed it and walked in a large residential area for a while, and then saw its figure turn into an alley and disappear. Zhuang Yichen hurriedly followed, there was only one house in the alley, and the big vermilion iron gate was hidden. There was a faint sound of a little boy in it, and the kind of whining of a puppy who was wronged and coquettishly in front of his master.

Zhuang Yichen hesitated, but still stepped forward and gently knocked on the half-hidden iron door. Soon a voice came from inside: "Come in, the door is not closed." ”

When Zhuang Yichen heard this, he pushed open the door and walked in. The small yard inside the gate was clean and tidy. Directly opposite the door, a little boy of about seven or eight years old was sitting on a small bench, and the big white dog was squatting on the ground next to him, trying to squeeze its big head into the little boy's arms. The little boy was black and thin, but his eyes were big and bright, and he seemed to have added a lot of aura to the whole person.

He stretched out his entire arm with great effort, but he could only hug the neck of the big white dog and gently stroke the back of its neck with his hand. Full of distress and pampering. The big white dog squinted, and a few aggrieved whimperes came out of his mouth from time to time. One big and one small, one person and one dog. This picture looks a little funny, but it is indescribably loving.

Zhuang Yichen looked at this warm scene, and it was not easy to disturb him for a while. There was silence in the small courtyard for a while, but the little boy gently patted the big white dog on the head, and then stood up.

"Thank you for saving my stupidity, uncle, you are a good person."

The crisp children's voice was clear and bright, and Zhuang Yichen said with a soft smile: "Don't call uncle, call brother." Then he pointed to the big white dog and asked, "Is it called Stupid?" ”

The little boy nodded heavily, "yes, got it." Thank you, big brother~" Then he looked back at the big white dog, "Yes, it's stupid, my little stupid, but now it's a big stupid." ”

Zhuang Yichen didn't ask again how the little boy knew that he had saved his big white dog. Such a person, one pet, if you can't have the same heart, it will make people feel strange.

He just looked around the room, and then walked gently in front of the big white dog. It was lowering its head and gently ****ing a long wound on the front of its neck. A ghoul's crystal healed most of its injuries, but the wounds that were still oozing blood could not heal immediately.

Zhuang Yichen took out two more ghoul magic crystals. When the big white dog saw the magic crystal, his eyes lit up obviously, but he turned his face away arrogantly and continued to lick his wounds.

Zhuang Yichen understood that even though it longed for this magic crystal, it was unwilling to pray. He put the magic crystal in his hand, then squatted in front of it and handed it to it, and said with a smile: "Then, you have to eat this to heal your injuries faster." ”

The big white dog raised his head, his big black and white eyes looked at Zhuang Yichen for a second, lowered his head and gently swallowed the two magic crystals, and then, very hesitantly, stretched out a little tongue and gently licked Zhuang Yichen's palm.