Kind and good people!

This is not the first time that someone has said that Zhang Yifeng is a good person!

"Actually, I've always wanted to be a bad guy!" Zhang Yifeng sighed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a pity that Bai Ling has gone far away, and she can no longer hear Zhang Yifeng's heart, the witch is not a demon, she is still an innocent girl, what she is obsessed with is just a sustenance, and now, this sustenance has been found.

What will Bai Ling become in the future, Zhang Yifeng doesn't want to know, and she doesn't want to think about it, everyone has the right to choose life, what kind of life she wants to live, it's all up to her, Zhang Yifeng is not a, let alone a high god, he likes to point fingers at mortals and talk bitterly.

Touching his cheeks, where there was still warmth, Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly, what an interesting girl, for no reason, Zhang Yifeng suddenly thought of Xia Mihe, although the two girls were different, but from Bai Ling, he vaguely saw Xia Mihe's shadow, the same strength, the same persistence.

"When Sichun wakes up, I'll leave, there's nothing left of me in the wasteland."

Time was as plain as water, fleeting, and a day later, Ma Sichun finally woke up, however, she had amnesia.

Yes, you read that right, the once powerful and unparalleled violent Lori has lost her memory, facing Zhang Yifeng and more than a dozen of them onlookers, the little girl showed a look of nervousness and fear, she sat on the bed, like a lost deer, her eyes were blank and helpless.

"Sichun, let's eat something."

Zhao Qingman took a bowl of rice porridge and sent it to Ma Sichun, but Ma Sichun's eyes when he looked at Zhao Qingman were full of strangeness and indifference, just like when Zhang Yifeng first saw her in Xunyi County, calm and strange.

"Sichun, I'm Liu Qiang, bald head Qiang, we fought zombies together in Xunyi County, do you remember?" Liu Qiang leaned over with a smile, wanting to use the past to awaken Ma Sichun's sleeping memory.

However, he failed.

Ma Sichun looked at Liu Qiang unfamiliarly, calmly listening to him tell the past, indifferent, and even his expression did not change in the slightest.

"It seems that Sichun really has amnesia, damn, it shouldn't be a fever that burned his head." Liu Qiang said unabashedly, and Liu Jinghuan next to him saw Zhang Yifeng's face dark, and quickly pushed him with his elbow.

Liu Qiang knew that he was speechless, smiled and kept silent.

"Well, let me do it." Zhang Yifeng took the rice porridge in Zhao Qingman's hand and looked at Ma Sichun, the little girl also had a heart, her clear big eyes, and she looked at Zhang Yifeng without blinking, but this time, there was a hint of thought in her calm eyes.

Looking at Ma Sichun, who didn't remember anything, Zhang Yifeng felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, remembering the experience of living and dying together, thinking of the little girl's cute troubles, and those little ambiguities that happened inadvertently, Zhang Yifeng smiled knowingly, holding the rice porridge, and a strange smile appeared on his face, like a big bad guy who abducted the girl, and walked towards Ma Sichun.

Familiar expression, familiar person, Ma Sichun looked at Zhang Yifeng, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Hungry, eat something."

Ma Sichun tilted his head and stared at Zhang Yifeng, as if he noticed that he had no malicious intent, the tip of his nose smelled the tempting fragrance of rice porridge, and he couldn't help it anymore, snatched the bowl in Zhang Yifeng's hand, and drank it with a grunt.

"This ......" Liu Qiang and the others were amazed, Ma Sichun had amnesia, no one knew anyone, and no one ate anything, but Zhang Yifeng came out of the horse and convinced the little girl, could it be said that Zhang Yifeng's charm is greater than anyone present?

Don't be so shocking!

The people in the room immediately looked at each other.

Looking at Ma Sichun showing his true colors as a foodie, Zhang Yifeng suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart, and he kept telling himself in his heart that Ma Sichun was just amnesia, but he was still the same Ma Sichun as before, he had not changed, and he had not left him.

Forgetting memories may be a happy thing, at least Ma Sichun is still alive and well.

In the middle of the night, the ancient city was silent, except for a few points of light on the city walls, which were the light sources worn by the patrol guards of the guards, and other than that, it was pitch black all around.

It was already late at night, but the lights in the inner hall of the city lord's mansion were still on.

Zhao Qingman was wearing silky suspender pajamas, the pajamas were very short, which could block her upright buttocks, and a pair of slender and round legs appeared in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, white and dazzling.

"What should I do?"

"Cold salad, what else can I do?"

Zhang Yifeng and Zhao Qingman looked at each other and smiled bitterly, both looked at Ma Sichun who was lying on the bed and sleeping sweetly, since Ma Sichun woke up during the day, he became ignorant of no one, but he liked to stick to Zhang Yifeng.

It was dark, Zhang Yifeng finally put Ma Sichun to sleep, and returned to the inner hall, and when he was about to turn off the lights with Zhao Qingman to do business, Ma Sichun sneakily touched in, and then naturally he was embarrassed, but what made Zhang Yifeng cry and laugh was that no matter how he persuaded him, Ma Sichun didn't go back, he just wanted to sleep with Zhang Yifeng.

Three people sleep, how can this work?

Actually, Zhang Yifeng didn't care, but Zhao Qingman was ashamed and angry, and he couldn't do anything.

"Let's lay the floor." Zhang Yifeng suggested.

What else can Zhao Qingman say except for a wry smile, their bed is occupied by Ma Sichun, and they can't leave, especially Zhang Yifeng, as soon as he leaves, Ma Sichun will wake up immediately, don't want it.

The two gently spread mattresses and futons on the ground, and pulled up the screen to isolate their floor from Ma Sichun's bed.

"Don't move, I'll wake up Sichun in a while."

Zhao Qingman and Zhang Yifeng were lying on the ground, in the dark, their quilts seemed to be shaking violently, but in order not to wake up Ma Sichun, they were suppressing each other, and it was not until a long, long time later that they calmed down.

Nothing happened in the second half of the night.

Early the next morning, Zhang Yifeng walked out of the inner hall refreshed, as for Zhao Qingman was still in the house to make up for sleep, the two of them spent a ridiculous night last night, and they fell asleep when it was almost dawn.

Ma Sichun recovered from a serious illness and was still asleep deeply.

"Huh?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, he found a note on the edge of the washstand, with two words written on it, "Let her." ”

What the heck? Let her what? Who is she?

"Inexplicably, it can't be anyone's prank." Zhang Yifeng crumpled the note into a ball and threw it directly into the toilet, and after a burst of water, it was flushed to nowhere.

After washing, Zhang Yifeng came to the living room, his eyes were cold, and in his spiritual perception, a figure was fleeing from the city lord's mansion at a very fast speed.

"Who?"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes widened, his whole body was awe-inspiring, and his whole person turned into a black light, and he rushed out of the City Lord's Mansion directly, however, he was a step too late, and that strange figure had already disappeared within the scope of his spiritual power.

At this time, it was the beginning of the rising sun, the bluestone-paved Willow Leaf Street, deserted, rarely crowded, the No. 1 guard guarding the door, saw Zhang Yifeng who suddenly appeared, and hurriedly bowed after being slightly stunned.

"Who is it?"

Zhang Yifeng returned to the hall with full doubts, under the awe-inspiring gaze of the guards, he sat down in contemplation, and suddenly found that there was another note on the table.

The same handwriting, the same conciseness.

"Leave."

With two simple words, Zhang Yifeng only felt a chill rushing to his head, in Nanli Base City, there were still people who could avoid his perception, in the heavily guarded city lord's mansion, shuttling freely without being noticed, terrifying.

"Let her go." Zhang Yifeng frowned, and whispered the words on the two notes, "Let her leave, she is next to the female character, which means that she is a woman, the entire Nanli Base City, there are tens of thousands of women, and the person in the secret said that she should not be a member of the women among the survivors, but the person next to me, is it Zhao Qingman, or Bai Ling......"

Suddenly, Zhang Yifeng's heart moved, "Could it be ......" (to be continued.) )