Pure Land, Star City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The smell of blood was in the air, and the bloody eyes were getting more and more crazy, this once the most peaceful city in the Pure Land seemed to have become a demon city, it once belonged to humans, and now and even will belong to Bloody Eyes.

The survivors are only a small fraction of the Bloody Eyes, and the number of survivors is still decreasing.

Perhaps, it won't be long before the survivors will disappear completely, and this place will be completely reduced to a city with bloody eyes.

Fang Zhengping's team continued to walk in Xingyao City, like passers-by on a trek, and would definitely not stop.

And if you look closely at this team, it seems that the atmosphere of the team is not pleasant.

The grim-faced young man looked at the arrogant young man, seemed to be talking to himself, and said unintentionally, "Big Bird, why did you say that you were so weak that day?" Fainted before you have yet to fight? ”

Xuanyuan Xiaoyi had no expression on his face, even serious, but at this time, his words were indescribably cunning, and he imitated Cen Pengtian's tone, "My name is Cen Pengtian, Cen Pengtian's Cen Pengtian, the Peng who flies 90,000 miles, the unparalleled heaven in the world." Tsk, this is unparalleled! It's a pity that it's just a little bird that can't fly! ”

Since I saw Cen Pengtian that day, Xuanyuan Xiaoyi called Cen Pengtian like this, Cen Pengtian was extremely angry, but he was helpless.

"Zimo, did you say what I said right?" Xuanyuan Xiaoyi said and suddenly turned his head to look at Zimo.

Zimo, whose body was tense, looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyi, and then said with a chuckle, "Arrogant classmate, it was a very good day, although I fainted, I still hurt that woman." And the arrogant classmate Hua Peng, the shape is also good, but the power needs to be further developed. ”

Such a scene has been repeated scene after scene, Cen Pengtian looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyi, and then at Zimo.

Two damn bastards!

Big Bird? Arrogant? What is this?

Especially Xuanyuan Xiaoyi, you damn big bastard, what a big bird, you don't have long eyes, I'm a Dapeng, a Dapeng who roars for nine days, do you understand!

and Zimo, with that faint tone, Cen Pengtian couldn't hear half of the admiration, but seemed to be full of ridicule.

What does it mean? I'm not as good as you, but I don't have to do this to me, right? I fainted, I admit I'm weaker than you, but doesn't it have to be like this?

There are also the expressions of these two people, Xuanyuan Xiaoyi said sarcastic words, but he was serious, and Zimo always had that kind of faint expression, and at most, he would give a smile that was not a smile.

Hehe, a serious nonsense!

Cen Pengtian wants to cry without tears, but he is not an easy loser. He looked at Xuanyuan Xiaoyi, trying to make him less irritable, but also learned from them and said flatly, "Little ant, I'm just useless, I can be regarded as hurting that primordial bloody eye." And you, as if you didn't do anything, were directly abolished. Little ant, are you really embarrassed to say? ”

When Cen Pengtian said this, he was even more proud, "Little ant, an ant like you who can be pinched to death at will, don't jump around." Didn't do anything to help, just here to be proud? This world is too dangerous, I advise you to find a place to hide. If I were you, I'd quickly find an ant hole, get into it quickly, and don't continue to be embarrassed here. ”

Cen Pengtian's words made Fang Zhengping and Qi Feiyue lie down together, after all, the two of them didn't do anything in the battle, and they were abolished and had no fighting power.

The two teenagers were still staring at each other, continuing the argument between you and me, and neither of them would accept anyone.

"Big Bird."

"Little ants."

"Big Bird."

"Little ants."

"Say you're weak, aren't you unconvinced! Speak with respect, believe it or not, I teach you a lesson. ”

"It's up to whoever comes, who teaches whom, not necessarily!"

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Saying that, the two of them have rolled up their sleeves and have the urge to fight. Fang Zhengping turned his head to look at this scene, and hurriedly went over to separate them.

This scene has been staged countless times, and Fang Zhengping is no longer used to it, but he must learn to get used to it.

He sighed in his heart, he couldn't get rid of his youthful nature, but this is a young man of this age.

High-spirited, young and frivolous, no one obeys anyone, pleasing to the eye, even good enough to wear a pair of underwear, and if it doesn't like the eye, you will fight if you don't agree, this is the performance of youth.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously thought of Zimo.

He glanced at Zimo, the young man's face was serious, his body was always in that state, tense, even if he was talking to others, it was also in this state, without the slightest relaxation.

It seems that such a move has been integrated into the bones of the teenager, and the teenager did not do this deliberately, everything was natural.

In his eyes was vigilance, calmness, and a longing, Fang Zhengping guessed, it was a desire to live, and a desire to win.

The footsteps are firm, and he can't let him stop in the face of everything.

Fang Zhengping suddenly had a kind of admiration for the young man. A teenager who came out of the wasteland? What kind of place is the wasteland? Can you train such a magical teenager?

Fang Zhengping, who couldn't help but speak, "Is the wasteland cruel? ”

When this question was asked, Fang Zhengping already regretted it a little, after all, for Zimo, the wasteland must be a bad memory.

The young man who was walking realized that Fang Zhengping was asking him, and showed an indifferent smile, "Cruel? It should be considered cruel! For food can cause a war, a piece of bread can be exchanged for a woman. There are also zombies and strange beasts everywhere, all of them are your enemies, you have to be careful when you sleep, otherwise you won't wake up. The strong have everything, and the weak can only be reduced to food. ”

Zimo said lightly, the cruelty of the wasteland is not something that can be described in words, only if you have experienced it yourself, you can understand this cruelty, Zimo is not willing to do much, after all, the past has passed, and the current him is no longer in the wasteland.

But Fang Zhengping was already shocked by the young man's words, and he continued to ask, "Aren't you resentful?" ”

Zimo was confused by his words, "Resentment? Blame whom? Resentment about this era? Resentment of the wasteland? ”

He shook his head, "I'm grateful for the wasteland, twelve years in the wasteland is like a big class, teaching me what I need to survive. So that when I am facing danger now, I can do something, I can continue to fight, not that I can't do nothing. ”

Zimo said meaningfully, "Moreover, if this continues, Xingyao City will immediately become another wasteland. ”

Yes, another wasteland.

Zimo's words made everyone tremble, and Fang Zhengping's eyes were in a trance, was it terrible? He looked at the boy, there was no expression on the boy's face, no despair, yes, even if it was another wasteland, so what?

The boy could survive from the wasteland for twelve years, so why couldn't he survive the blood-eye catastrophe that had just begun?

If the teenagers have faith, why can't they? Fang Zhengping even felt ashamed of his despair.

"Let's go, we're about to go to the outskirts of Starlight City, and I'll soon know what the situation is."

Wu Zi Fang Zhengping rose up a sense of confidence that they would survive even in the worst case.