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Feilaer glanced at the little ginseng lightly, half-closed his deep eyes, and said slowly in a hoarse and deep voice: "Rolling is afraid?"

Although Gun Gun has lived for tens of millions of years, in his only memory, few people would call him by his name.He stared blankly at Ferrar, moved his eyes, and blinked puzzledly, then looked up at the man with his chubby face stupidly.

One person and one ginseng looked at each other, the talkative little carrot suddenly fell silent, a fleeting moment of confusion flashed in the man's deep and cold eyes, the coat on his body swayed slightly with the breeze, and his body exuded the air of being next door to the boundless. The incongruous coldness.

In Gun Gun's only memory, this was the first time someone asked him this question. He opened his lovely big eyes like glass, his little rosy face was slightly upturned, and his moist mouth was half-opened.

After a while, he suddenly bent his eyes, the crescent-like cute eyes were full of pure joy, he giggled with a soft and childish voice, and the little red flower on his head shook slightly.

Rolling his little feet, he climbed onto the man's arm. He puffed his cheeks, wrapped his hands and feet around the man's arm, grasped forward with one hand, and moved it up bit by bit, until he saw the man's chest. Behind the clothes, her dark and lovely eyes lit up, her little feet jumped, and with a 'swoosh', she jumped directly at the man's chest.

The movements of the little ginseng are very clumsy, the little hands are short, and the appearance of trying to jump forward is silly.

As soon as he was about to fall, the silent man suddenly embraced his body, allowing the little ginseng to successfully climb up to his chest.

Rolling and fluttering to Ferrar's chest, with joy in his cute little eyes, he got into the man's coat at the fastest speed in his life, the small buds were pulling at the neckline, and the delicate hairs were wrapped around the clothes, he giggled She smiled softly, rubbed her small face against the man's chest affectionately and coquettishly, and said in a soft and soft voice, "Grey...spicy...er..."

In this posture, the little flower on the top of the little ginseng's head just gently rubbed against the man's chin, showing an intimate and trusting gesture.Like a newborn cub, instinctively acting like a baby.

Feral glanced at the coquettish and clingy Carrot Cub, his face sank like water, his eyes were cold, his thin lips parted slightly, and his tone was indifferent: "Yes."

Little ginseng can't judge human emotions, but he likes the smell of Feral very much. The little buds are pulling at the hem of his clothes, and there is a silly smile on his chubby little face.

Fei Laer retracted his gaze, his long eyes were lightly closed, and his face was solemn. After a while, he suddenly stepped up and walked in the direction of Thirteenth Road.

Gun Gunba tightened his clothes, resting his chin on the opening of the clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he was humming an out-of-key tune.

One person and one ginseng disappeared into the sand mist.

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On the ancient earth that has been desolate for thousands of years, there is a vast expanse of yellow sand, and this once hopeful land is full of desolation and death.Suddenly, a low roar sounded, and the desert that had been silent for a long time suddenly woke up!

"Someone attacked!!"

"defense!!"

"Not human... not human..."

"what!!!!!"

The sound of people gradually faded away, and the huge flying ship was in a mess, with broken arms and limbs all over the ground, scarlet blood seeping into the yellow sand, countless skeleton corpses and infected zombies hovering around the ship, the ground It was a stone ladder where food was shared, the internal organs were pulled at will, the fat intestines were stained with blood, the man in the temperature control suit knelt in front of the corpse, his blue and black fingers pulled the bright red meat into his mouth, and the meat foam Flying, blood spattering.

The old man's body was bluish-purple in large swaths, and his saliva was flowing. The place where he lost an arm was black-red carrion, his lips were gray, his face was blue, and his veins were bulging.

The old man was eating raw meat stiffly, he suddenly stopped tearing the meat, turned his head to the left side suddenly, and let out a wild roar from his throat. Together with countless zombies, he roared and ran towards the man who suddenly appeared.

Looking at the tragic situation around the Thirteenth Route Ship, Feral narrowed his deep and cold eyes, held the sword in one hand, opened his thin lips lightly, and said in a serious tone:

"Close your eyes"

Going back to his pocket, Gun Gun nodded in a daze, holding the flower in his small hand, closed his eyes tightly, and said vaguely and softly: "Close...eyes..."

Feilaer's eyes sank, and the long sword in his hand flashed coldly. The sharp blade cut the surrounding zombies into two. The zombies were wearing airline work clothes, and the cut place was covered with milky white maggots.

Zombies are different from human beings, they will not be afraid, all behaviors are driven by the desire to eat, if one falls down, there will be countless ones coming up, in addition to corpse corpses, there are also blood-stained skeleton corpses.

The number of people remaining on the earth is measured in the hundreds of millions, and these skeleton corpses come out of the ground continuously, and it is very difficult to kill them completely.

Feral pierced through the head of the last skeleton corpse, and the broken arms, internal organs, and bones were piled up on the yellow sand, and there was not even a place to stay.

The surroundings returned to dead silence, the man stood among the corpses, his whole body was cold, the long sword in his hand was stained with blood, and his hostility was soaring, like a god of death who seduces the soul and kills him.

Feilaer stood quietly, when the breeze blew, the wind and sand flew, and the clothes flapped lightly.He put away the long sword, and glanced at the half-open ship with his cold eyes. The dark green eyes were lifeless, accompanied by dead bones all over the ground, which was cold and terrifying.

Caught off guard, the person behind the door was startled. In a hurry, he fell to the ground. Footsteps sounded. After a burst of small communication, the ship door slowly opened, and Nancy stood behind the door. , Nicola and Professor Aesop, the three looked very embarrassed, with blood on their bodies and pale faces.

There is no one in the St. Art Empire who does not know the name Feral Sanates, but there are very few people who have seen him with their own eyes. Therefore, Nancy and Nicola just looked at him warily, only The old Professor Aesop looked surprised, and his blue eyes were full of disbelief.

Feilaer stood there with a cold expression, looking at the three of them with deep green eyes, a powerful aura instantly enveloped them all, and the three of them held their breath, unconsciously looking away, not daring to look at each other.

"Professor?" Nicola saw that there was something wrong with Aesop's eyes, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

She touched her bulging belly, her eyes were a little dim.

Aesop froze in place, his wrinkled face was full of astonishment, and he said, "Feral Sanates... Admiral"

After the words fell, there was sudden silence all around. Nancy and Nicola stared blankly at Aesop, their eyes full of bewilderment and surprise.

Thinking of the news she heard a few days ago, Nicola's face turned pale instantly, her expression frightened, and she took a step back clutching her stomach.

During the stalemate, a small red flower with rich color suddenly popped out from the man's black clothes, the petals were trembling, very cute.

Immediately afterwards, there was a cute whimpering sound, and a soft, baby-like voice sounded like a baby: "Hui Lai'er... roll... can you open it?"

The few people in the cabin were stunned, followed the sound blankly, and saw a strange yellow-white creature with a small red flower on its top suddenly popping out of the pocket of the admiral known as the god of death. A piece of bud is on the clothes mouth.

The three of them subconsciously held their breath, almost predicting the scene where the man would throw him away. However, unexpectedly, the frosty-faced man just responded lightly, and even let the little thing crawl slowly. Come out, awkwardly got into his coat.

Gun Gun found a comfortable position on Ferrar's chest, and the chubby hand tightly pinched the collar of the coat, then rolled his eyes happily, and rubbed the man's chin coquettishly.

After noticing the gazes of the three, Little Ginseng turned around in a daze, and looked at the three with her lovely and clear eyes like glazed glass without blinking, her small mouth opened in a daze, and after a few seconds of being dazed, The little ginseng suddenly squeezed the opening of the clothes and retracted into the clothes, leaving only a small red flower dangling outside the clothes. After a while, the little ginseng seemed to realize that the little flower hadn't been hidden well, and stretched out its little hand to "咻". Hugging tightly to the inside of the clothes, because the movement was too big, I didn't hold the clothes for a while, and I was about to fall down.

Surprised, Gun Gun let out an unconscious cry, lost his balance, and fell down if he wanted to see it. The three onlookers breathed hard, instinctively wanting to catch Zai Zai.

At the moment of falling, the man who had been silent all this time suddenly stretched out his hand to catch the little ginseng firmly.Rolling squatted on the man's hand, patted his chest with his small hand, then stood up, crookedly climbed back to the man's chest again, he hid himself in his clothes, only showing a pair of round, clean and clear eyes looking straight at the three people.

After being kneaded, Gun Gun has seen only a handful of human beings. The spiritual creatures of Wugou Valley come from all over the world, and they have seen and heard a lot. In their mouths, human beings are very bad, and they can pick plants. Xiaohuahua can step on the body of the plant with her feet and cut the plant with a knife. It's so bad!

Thinking like this, Rolling shrunk back into his clothes. He looked up at the man above his head with his chubby face, and asked softly, in a childish voice: "Hui Laer...they...picked Rolling hair hair…?"

Hearing the muffled and waxy voice of 'Little Carrot', Feral glanced at the slightly shaking little red flower on its head, narrowed his deep eyes, and said in a hoarse and deep voice: "No."

"...Really?" Gun Gun blinked his eyes in a daze, pursed his small mouth lightly, and glanced at the three people in the ship quietly, his cute little eyebrows frowned slightly.

Sensing the entanglement of 'Little Carrot', Ferrar looked at the three of them lightly, his eyes were cold and his complexion was frosty.

"They dare not."