Chapter 111

Shivering Fu Yan looked back and saw that his feet were shaking, and his hands instinctively looked for embrace.

Ye Shaojing looks at Fu Yan's hand indifferently. Then, before Fu Yan turned his head, he kicked Fu Yan down.

"Ah, ah Ah Fu Yan fell with the acceleration, and a "ah" broke several layers.

It's better to let go just now!

About to fall into mud, Fu Yan quickly closed his eyes. Suddenly he was approached by his warm body, and then he put his big hands around Fu Yan's waist.

The two of them landed safely.

This head of Fu Yan soft legs, all rely on ye Shaojing pull himself. His hand shaking back holding ye Shaojing, eyes panic: "how do you let me in such a cool way?"

It is clear that in the last world, Fu Yan is still fighting with the man in mid air. In this world, a tall building scares him to death.

"Why does a man always cuddle?" Ye Shaojing frowned.

Fu Yan reluctantly released him, and his heart beat steadily in place. But ye Shaojing ignored him for a long time and walked towards the deeper part of the smoke.

Helpless, Fu Yan can only drag the legs that still soften to follow behind ye Shaojing. It's really sad that the man looks down on him.

"Ha..."

All of a sudden, ye Shaojing directly drew out the long knife. When the figure coming over in the fog was completely exposed, he cut across it. The head of the zombie was momentarily separated from the body.

Fu Yan bit his lip and didn't dare to shout. He had a bitter face: it's better not to come out with the man. What can he do.

As soon as he put the knife away, ye Shaojing looked back at Fu Yan, who was pulling his head. It was funny, but he was holding it.

Fu Yan timidly came forward and grabbed ye Shaojing's clothes. "Can I get closer to you?" he asked

"Are you sure you want to stand in my position? The zombie shows up. I'll rely on you. " The man heard a smile in his voice.

Fu Yan quietly moved to the other side of Ye Shaojing, not angry. If it wasn't for the setting of Xiaobai, he would be able to explode when zombies appear.

It's sparsely populated and desolate.

All they could see was doomsday.

Fu Yan muttered to himself: "why did it become like this..."

"It's all about desire."

When Fu Yan thought that ye Shaojing would not speak again, he spoke again: "because human beings always want to create better species."

He said with a sarcastic smile: "the result of the production of things has brought about the destruction of human disaster."

Fu Yan seldom sees ye Shaojing's smile. He hopes to see it, but now he doesn't want to see it.

When he was distracted, Fu Yan ran into a man. He rubbed his head and raised his head just in time to break into the man's deep eyes.

The man said, "if you don't work, saving you will be proof of my stupidity."

Fu Yan's heart was full of mixed tastes, and he was extremely uncomfortable. As the man turns around, he grabs the man's hand.

"I'm useful. It takes a process."

His hand was gradually broken off, and ye Shaojing said coldly, "I hope this process won't be too long. Otherwise, you may not make it to the end of the process. "

Fu Yan vomited a breath, and summoned up enough courage to keep up with him.

Waiting for ye Shaojing's side to have Fu Yan's breath, he lightly hooked his lips. Why did he save him? Liu yuanyan asked him more than once. Maybe it was the first time we met. The boy's desire for survival surprised him.

As a result, within a second, Fu Yan was defeated.

Two people walked into a shopping mall, the dark shopping mall can only rely on a little sunshine outside, let people see unreal.

Suddenly, a hand with blood broke out of the wooden box of the children's game, right beside Fu Yan.

"Ah, ah!" Fu Yan yelled twice and immediately jumped behind ye Shaojing, burying his face behind the man.

"Shua!"

Ye Shaojing put out his knife, turned it and put it back in an instant. That hand is all over the place.

"It's just a hand." Ye Shaojing said coldly.

Fu Yan slightly shrunk his mouth and left behind ye Shaojing. He wanted to explain that he wasn't such a counsellor, but he didn't say a word for a long time. Fu Yan stopped talking at all.

Fu Yan is extremely vigilant about the road behind him. When they arrived at the supermarket, they were looking for food and weapons.

Ye Shaojing so handsome a sharp long knife, there are three short knives aimed at the zombie and mutant dog valiant. Fu Yan decided that the first step out of counseling was to have a weapon to take advantage of.

When Fu Yan was rummaging about in the kitchen supplies, one hand suddenly caught him. Fu Yandun for a second, endured the chill of his back, took the kitchen knife beside his hands, closed his eyes and waved it wildly.

"What on earth are you doing?"

It's ye Shaojing's voice, and Fu Yan's action of wielding a knife pauses. Slowly opened his eyes and saw ye Shaojing's eyes, which had no waves before, looking at him with a kind of fool's eyes.Fu Yan was always embarrassed. He licked his lips and said, "I'm not looking for something."

"Looking for weapons?" Ye Shaojing is right.

Fu Yan immediately nodded.

Ye Shaojing looks coldly at Fu Yan's things. Turning around, he said, "it's very suitable for you."

"Well?" Fu Yan frowned and looked down at the kitchen knife in his hand. He gave the man a bad look.

Throwing away the kitchen knife, Fu Yan immediately caught up with the man. He said: "I don't want to hold you back, but I have no ability, so..."

"So I found a kitchen knife?" Ye Shaojing holds a black bag in her arms, which she doesn't know what it is.

Fu Yan embarrassed, "don't mention the kitchen knife, OK, I've thrown it away."

Looking at ye Shaojing's arms, Fu Yan said strangely, "what are you looking for? Can you still move?"

Then something came out of the bag. It was a black and white husky. It stares at two black eyes and looks at Fu Yan pitifully.

Fu Yan could not bear to say: "Uncle Ye, although I am very interested in eating meat, it is still a dog without mutation."

"You can spit out what you eat, and I won't eat it." Ye Shaojing's words are indifferent.

Fu Yan instinctively touched his stomach, where he had almost digested. I can't imagine what I'm spitting out.

"Oh..." Cried husky.

Looking at ye Shaojing is about to leave the supermarket, he really has a strange posture. Fu Yan did not know why his heart of the virgin rose.

He immediately followed, holding ye Shaojing, "no, Uncle Ye, we can look for it again."

Ye Shaojing frowned, "loosen up!"

Fu Yan is not loose, he just stares at ye Shaojing, trying to make the man soft hearted.