If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Song Chuyi lay on the ground, allowing Qi Yuze to suck the blood from the corner of his mouth clean.

Having sucked so much of his blood, Qi Yuze might not be able to sleep for the whole year.

Tsk.

Song Chuyi's long eyelashes trembled.

Qi Yuze really felt that he had endless energy now. That energetic feeling made him seem to have endless energy.

He seemed a little excited, so he controlled the vines hidden underground to attack the zombies on the ground.

As a result, the zombies in many places disappeared silently, and the crystal cores in their heads were also taken away by the vines.

These crystal cores were absorbed by Qi Yuze and turned into energy belonging to him.

At this rate, he would have legs like his wife in just three days.

The more Qi Yuze thought about it, the more excited he became.

For some reason, after drinking his wife's blood, his body became unusually active.

Every vine that extended out seemed to be excited, clamoring for something.

They were all shouting something vigorously.

This excitement that seemed to come from the genes turned into murderous intent. The sharp vines pierced the zombies' heads, and countless zombies were crushed to death.

After being excited for a while, Qi Yuze slowly calmed down.

"Wife."

He suppressed his excitement.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

Old...wife?

"Who taught you to call it that?"

When he was a coffee tree, he didn't know that humans call their other half wives.

Qi Yuze thought about it and his voice became hoarse.

"Humanity."

He grew up in the mountains and was isolated from the world.

But humans like adventure, so they occasionally come to his territory.

Some are very strange. When they are dying, they will call "wife".

Death is scary. In Qi Yuze's opinion, when death comes, people will only talk about the most important things in their life.

So "wife" is very important.

Achu is also very important.

So Achu = wife.

Qi Yuze slowly explained his logic.

Song Chuyi couldn't help but laugh. This way of thinking was really similar to his past self.

As Qi Yuze explained, he used the juice from his vines to rub Song Chuyi's purple waist.

The sticky green juice was covered on it and the effect was soon seen.

But as he spoke, the purple patch disappeared.

The skin regained its whiteness.

Even a hint of pink.

Qi Yuze looked at the white skin, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly as if he was satisfied.

Then he helped Song Chuyi treat the bruises on other parts of his body.

In just a moment, Song Chuyi's body was covered with sticky green juice.

The corners of Song Chuyi's mouth twitched. Although the juice of the vine has a therapeutic effect, isn't it too sticky?

From a distance, I thought something had happened to him.

He was complaining in his heart when suddenly, Qi Yuze's expression changed.

He stared in a certain direction with obvious displeasure on his face.

"What's wrong?" Song Chuyi asked.

Qi Yuze turned around and whispered, "There was thunder."

Song Chuyi actually understood what he was saying.

The one that’s making thunder… isn’t that a user with thunder-type abilities?

At this point, the person I met was probably Gu Mingchen, right?

I don’t know what happened to Gu Mingchen and Guan Qi.

That day, after they fell into Xiaobo's magic, the two of them took off their clothes in public. He hurriedly escaped with Xiaoli and Xiaobo.

Thinking of this, Song Chuyi asked, "Is it Gu Mingchen?"

Qi Yuze's cold eyes were filled with a hint of doubt, "Does my wife know him?"

The humans my wife knows...

Don’t like, hate.

The vines quietly wrapped around Song Chuyi's ankles, as if as long as he had the idea of ​​leaving, the vines would immediately trap him.

"I know him." Song Chuyi did not hide Qi Yuze's intention, "He was the housekeeper of the Song family before the end of the world."

"After the apocalypse, I have been living in his team."

The vines wrapped around my ankles tightened quietly.

"But we had a falling out some time ago."

The vines slowly loosened again.

Qi Yuze held Song Chuyi's hand and spoke seriously.

"It's thundering. That's not good."

"Hate."

Perhaps plants have a natural aversion and fear of thunder, so Qi Yuze really dislikes the one who makes thunder.

Not to mention now I heard that my wife actually knows that guy named Da Lei.

Qi Yuze hated thunder even more.

A hundred miles away, the vines hidden underground drove the zombies to where Gu Mingchen was.

The zombies smelled the human scent and rushed forward together.

The fighting was fierce over there, but here everything seemed peaceful and quiet.

Song Chuyi was planning to find a place to start building a house, so he had already pulled Qi Yuze to find a place.

Qi Yuze let Song Chuyi pull him.

The strange temperature coming from his palm made Qi Yuze a little dazed.

Those cold eyes seemed to have a little more warmth.

He stared at Song Chuyi's figure in front of him, and this thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Even if I can't become one with my wife, it seems pretty good like this.

This thought, which almost went against the vine's instinct, suddenly appeared and quickly disappeared.

Xiaoli and Xiaobo, who had been following behind them, supported each other tremblingly.

They could feel the huge energy from the vines, and if he wanted to kill them, it would only be a matter of thought.

They want to escape, but...

That human's blood is so sweet, so fragrant, and so delicious.

They wanted to follow him.

Alien plants don’t have that many thoughts and don’t think much.

Between fear and their natural desire to become powerful, they chose the latter.

Fortunately, Qi Yuze had no intention of devouring them at this moment.

Because Qi Yuze discovered that his wife didn’t seem to like eating pears and pineapples very much.

From yesterday till now, my wife has only eaten a pear and a pineapple.

He knew that humans eat a lot, and his wife only ate one, which meant she didn't like it.

Since his wife doesn't like them, he won't eat them.

He wanted to make his fruits taste like what his wife liked, so now small pears and small pineapples had been excluded from the foods his wife liked to eat.

Xiaoli and Xiaobo had no idea that they had escaped, and they followed Song Chuyi cautiously.

As dusk approached, Song Chuyi stopped and tilted his head and said, "I'm a little hungry. Why don't we eat something first?"

A pink flower bloomed on Qi Yuze's thickest vine, and quickly withered before producing a small fruit.

It was a fruit with red and green colors intertwined. The green was wrapped around the red skin like striped patterns, which looked very strange.

Song Chuyi:...

This fruit doesn't look very delicious.

Just at this moment Qi Yuze brought the fruit to his mouth.

Song Chuyi took a tentative bite and tilted his head silently.

Qi Yuze lowered his head, exuding an air of decadence.

Somewhere far away, vines were snapping at an apple tree.

It's so straight but not tasty at all, it deserves to be beaten.