Fast time travel heroine, she is super fierce

Chapter 71 The Indulgence of Zombies in the Apocalypse 9
The snow wolf's cry was shrill, as if he was complaining about unfair treatment.

Rebel Yang stared at him and howled for a long time, but nothing happened.The whole person is also helpless.She had no desire to continue talking, waved her hand and left first.

After that day, in the afternoon of the day.Rebel Yang stayed alone on the 24th floor of the hotel.This place is too small for snow wolves to come in.And it often travels outside during the day.

But rebellion is not.She prefers to stay in a quiet room.It was surrounded by black curtains and gauze on the inner, third and outer layers, tightly.Because he doesn't like sunlight.Unless necessary, she spent the day in a place with little light.

"Knock knock" The door was knocked twice.Rebel Yang covered his eyes with the back of his hand and said, "Come in."

The door was pulled open with one hand, and a person came in. The person walked around her, seemed to hesitate for a while, but sat down beside her.

Rebel waited for him to speak.But I didn't wait for a long time.On the contrary, something "squeaked" stood up beside him.

She narrowed her eyes and looked around.

a picture frame.Underneath it is an upright easel.

In this era, she hadn't seen such a thing for a long time.Rebel Yang unknowingly sat up straight.

She has a wide range of hobbies, and she likes whatever costs money.Just like painting, which is time-consuming, labor-intensive and costly, it is also one of the "spring snow" that rebels are interested in.

The boy who was facing her took out a paintbrush from the side, glanced at her, and said with a smile, "Why are you up?"

"I just took out my pen."

"You want to paint for me?" Rebel Yang was not stupid, he could guess at a glance.

Qian Zhen pointed to the easel: "I just found it. It's in a room in the hotel."

"Don't you want to see it? I have learned gouache. Before."

In normal society, gouache is not a high-end painting method.But in this kind of place where the end of the world has been going on for decades, gouache has become something that can be encountered but not sought after.

"Who taught you that." There was still a hint of doubt in the rebellious Yang's words, but she was already lying down.She propped her head on one elbow, and lay half of her body on the back of the sofa. This kind of lazy posture is quite ugly for ordinary people.

But rebellion is not the case.Her long, thick, curly hair fell to her chest.Coupled with the long eyelashes that can be used as brushes, the deep black eyes actually glow with a little blue light.

Qian Zhen, who was sitting in front of her, even had a feeling.I was on the so-called Titanic, watching the princess who was about to sink into the deep sea.

Later, he smiled slightly.Pick up a paintbrush.

For a long, long time, the only sound in the room was the sound of paintbrushes, water cups, and dyes being changed.

It wasn't until Rebel Yang was about to fall asleep with his head propped on his hands that he heard: "It's done."

She got up and walked to the window in a little confusion.

Then a little light came in from outside, and she saw the scene presented on the entire canvas.

It was her, but it wasn't her.

Long, bushy, blueish eyes.Gothic dresses all over the body.However, that portrait gave Ren Yang a feeling that it was either her or Lu Lan's body.

That is Gu Rebel.He is the god of darkness in the universe.

Rebel blinked.Yes, it can be said that the painting has become a god.

She knocked on the drawing board casually: "Let's just force it."

But behind her walking, she heard an uncontrollable smile.I can't hide it.

Rebel Yang walked to the door, put his hand on the doorknob, and suddenly turned around: "Who taught you painting? You haven't told me yet!"

"A wandering painter." Qian Zhen shook his head helplessly: "Unfortunately, he is already dead."

Rebel Yang didn't ask much, but it was obvious that disappointment flashed in those eyes.

What is she looking forward to?Even she can't tell.

During the day, Qian Zhen would sometimes teach her how to paint.But at a certain moment later, the little white wolf discovered their situation during the day for some reason.So the restless little white wolf didn't go out anymore, and simply turned into a shameless little white dog during the day, sticking to rebel Yang all day long.

Once Qian really dared to get close to him, the white dog would grin at him.But he was always kicked aside mercilessly by Rebel Yang.

"This wolf recognizes the master." Qian Zhen said suddenly when he saw the rebel Yang kicking the little thing away again.

"Oh? I've heard that dogs recognize their masters, but I haven't heard that wolves recognize their masters." Rebel Yang said indifferently.

"I know." Qian Zhen looked at her seriously: "Dogs are derived from wolves. Yours..." He pointed at the little girl who was turning over and getting up from the floor, and continued to grin at him. White Wolf said: "It's very special."

Rebel Yang disagreed: "Did you see something?"

After all, Qian Zhen has the ability of "prophecy" to a certain extent.

Qian Zhen smiled: "You are very important to it. Not the kind that the owner treats the dog."

"What is that?" Rebel Yang was very dissatisfied that he only spoke half of his words.But Qian Zhen did not continue.Rebel Yang also couldn't bear to say that he actually cared a lot and wouldn't talk too much at all.

Rebel Yang said: "It's just a beast."

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The little white wolf who was abandoned by her seemed very wronged in his heart, but under the threat of the rebel central government, he didn't dare to come here from afar.

I hate its appearance even more for fear of rebellion.

But this is also only during the day.It seems that the little white wolf's endurance can only last for one day, which is the limit.If at night, the two still do not separate.The little white wolf would say angrily "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"
At night, Rebel Yang can only sleep between its tails!
The white wolf is very clean after incarnation, which allows the rebel who is obsessed with cleanliness to sleep well.Although Rebel Yang was very angry to be picked up by it like a bone he liked, but he didn't reject this way of sleeping in his heart.

But she would never admit it, and always whipped the white wolf with a whip that she groped for somewhere before going to bed to relieve her anger.

To be honest, no matter which world the rebel is in, he has never been suppressed so much by anyone.She always makes people who bully her feel bad.

But White Wolf is different.No matter how much she bullied and irritated, the white wolf would still stick by her side.

Very annoying.

Rebellious Yang was still thinking about this before going to bed.His hands unconsciously stroked the white wolf's fur again, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

After she fell asleep, the white wolf's eyes during the day finally didn't need to be concealed anymore.It wraps its tail around Ren Yang tenderly and pamperingly, and adjusts her to a more comfortable posture.He didn't care about the red marks on his body that she just pulled out.

Bai Lang looked at Ren Yang without blinking his eyes, and finally, finally couldn't help it, he stuck out his tongue and flickered on her hair.

Really, its little girl.No matter how many worlds she has experienced, she is still its little girl.

On this day, after waking up, Rebel Yang did not go to learn painting with Qian Zhen, but went for a walk in the forest alone.

The little white dog followed her step by step.Go straight to the depths of the woods.

(End of this chapter)