The bell soon rang again.

The night ban finally ended, and Zhuang Ming let out a long breath.

Although they had long since taken refuge in the little girl's house. But in any case, there is always some worry in my heart.

Now that the lockdown has been lifted, everyone is completely relieved.

Lian Xiao rubbed his eyes and stood up, his face a little tired.

As a martial arts cultivator, even if you don't sleep all night, it won't actually affect your state. But last night's overnight escape was too draining, and between life and death, even the most powerful person would inevitably feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Zhou Yun opened his eyes with an unhappy face, just now he finally squinted and fell asleep, but the bell came too fast and too suddenly. What's even more unpleasant is that the bell seems to ring directly in his heart, even if he wants to ignore it, he can't do it.

Lian Xiao looked at the room suspiciously, "Why is Xue'er missing?"

When Zhuang Ming heard this, he noticed that Zhao Xue'er was really not in the house.

The dark door was still closed, and it was obvious that Zhao Xue'er did not go out.

"Come and finish the soup. Zhao Xue'er walked into the room with a plate, and in the plate were several porcelain bowls, and in the bowls were steaming clear soup.

"Everyone was tired last night, and this soup was made by me with spirit grass, which is very beneficial to the spirit. Zhao Xue'er placed the plate on the table in the center of the room.

"It's still Miss Cher, I can't stand it anymore, woo...... Scalded me. Zhou Yun was the first to run over, picked up a cup, and poured it to his mouth, but as soon as he entered the mouth, he screamed, and when he reacted, the corners of his mouth were already foaming.

Lian Xiao had already come over at this time, and she rolled her eyes at Zhou Yun and said, "What are you in a hurry, you can't wait." ”

"I put a dragon grass in this soup, this dragon grass has a miraculous effect on awakening the mind, but its medicinal properties are as hot as fire, which is diametrically opposed to the spirit grass that is generally used to awaken the spirit. Therefore, you must not be in a hurry when drinking, otherwise it will be easy to burn. Zhao Xue'er said with a smile.

Unlike Zhou Yun and Lian Xiao's tired appearance, Zhao Xue'er still feels smart, like a breeze, and there is no trace of fatigue.

Sure enough, as a physician, Zhao Xue'er's cultivation of the soul far surpasses others.

Of course, because Zhuang Ming cultivates the dream path, his spirit is far beyond ordinary people, but he was too nervous last night, although he seems to be in a slightly better state than Zhou Yun and Lian Xiao, but compared with Zhao Xue'er, he is still exhausted.

After the consommé in the bowl looked less hot, the three of them picked up the porcelain bowl.

Zhuang Ming took a sip cautiously, which was completely different from the hot and spicy he imagined, and this mouthful of clear soup was just like warm jade in his arms. Comfortable but not ostentatious. Faintly, there was another stream of air like the fragrance of tea, rushing to the throat.

The bottom of the tongue is wonderful.

In this mouthful, all the original tiredness actually disappeared completely.

"It's so comfortable!" Zhou Yun drank a bowl of clear soup, feeling extremely comfortable, patted his stomach, and couldn't help but admire.

"I feel like I'm in Chiba Castle right now, eating the food of Hyakkazuku, and I'm really dead without regrets. ”

Zhou Yun shouted exaggeratedly, causing Zhao Xue'er to smile all over her eyes.

Four people were sitting in the room, savoring the charm of a bowl of clear soup. Zhuang Ming inadvertently saw that the little girl who was sleeping in the room was lying at the door of the room, poking out her little head, and looking at the porcelain bowl on the table with a pale face full of expectations. She seemed to be struggling to endure, swallowing her saliva constantly.

Zhuang Ming picked up the remaining bowl of clear soup on the table and walked towards the little girl.

Zhao Xueer should have taken the little girl into consideration, so she made a total of five bowls of clear soup.

The little girl looked at Zhuang Ming timidly, she couldn't help but tug at the corners of her clothes with both hands, and shouted at Zhuang Ming with a little nervousness, "Big brother." ”

Zhuang Ming looked at the little girl with a smile and said, "Can you tell my brother, what is your name?"

The little girl was stunned when she heard this, she frowned tightly, as if she was thinking very hard, and after a while, there was a mist in the corners of her eyes.

"They all call me Xiaoya. The little girl tugged at the corner of her clothes, a little sad.

What the hell the name was, she really didn't remember.

Zhuang Ming was speechless, but then said with a smile, "Then I'll call you Xiaoya." ”

The little girl nodded, and Zhuang Ming smiled and handed over the bowl in his hand.

Seeing this, the little girl hesitated a little and did not take the bowl handed over by Zhuang Ming.

After a while, she took out a package from her clothes with some hesitation, reluctantly took out a small piece of white jade from it, and handed it to Zhuang Ming.

"This, is that enough?"

The little girl looked at Zhuang Ming expectantly, looking extremely worried.

Zhuang Ming felt uncomfortable, he knew that this corpse puppet country under the ground had already abandoned the love and affection between people, and people were numb and ruthless.

So when Zhuang Ming handed over the porcelain bowl, the little girl didn't think it was a gift or care for the first time, and subconsciously took out the money in exchange.

It's a world where you can buy everything with Gyokuyu. So cold!

But Zhuang Ming did not refuse, he looked at the little girl who was full of anticipation, and smiled and took the little jade gui into his hand.

"This soup is worthless, and the food we make is not worth much, so this jade gui, we will exchange it for the food of the next few days, okay!"

"Ah, big brother, aren't you leaving?" the little girl looked up at Zhuang Ming in surprise.

Zhuang Ming smiled and silently said to the little girl's head, "Yes, we plan to stay here for a few days, is the little girl welcome?"

"Welcome, welcome, big brother, you are not like them, I love being with you. Xiaoya said happily.

Zhuang Ming stood up at this time, stretched his waist and said, "Then you hurry up and drink the soup, wait a while, the soup will be cold." ”

Turning around, Zhuang Ming's expression was a little gloomy, and he held the small jade gui in his hand.

Such a world of annihilation should really not continue to exist. If Xiaoya's life is a microcosm of this world, Zhuang Ming believes that this is already the best.

Such a kind little girl, together with the countless walking dead in this city, constitutes such a deformed social picture. Sadly, one day, this little girl will inevitably be one of these walking dead.

Ninety thousand years later, they should go with the wind, instead of continuing to 'live' with a corpse that will never decay again.

For the first time, Zhuang Ming felt a strong desire to complete Yeqiu's entrustment, not as a task that he had no choice but to accept.

Zhuang Ming looked in the direction of the central giant tower and seemed to see the figure of the emperor carved on his face.

"Win the hook, I'll win!"