Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

While Qiao Lingxiang was talking, the wound on the face of the security inspector who was bitten by the naked eye healed little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye. Originally, the security inspector seemed a little listless, but after Qiao Lingxiang entered him With the support of physical abilities, I feel energetic all over.

He looked at Qiao Lingxiang gratefully, and didn't know what to say for a while, but Qiao Lingxiang had already withdrawn her hand, leaning weakly on Cen Yi's shoulder, and didn't even want to say another word.

Seeing her like this, Cen Yi couldn't wait anymore. He hugged Qiao Lingxiang, and obviously felt that she was getting lighter and lighter, so he hurriedly carried Qiao Lingxiang into a car in the basement, and placed her in the In the passenger seat, while fastening her seat belt, he said to Zhao Dalong:

"Uncle Zhao, I need to bring an energy crystal up first."

Before he could finish his sentence, Cen Yi looked at the chubby city management system administrator who was caught by the security check.

Zhao Dalong understood immediately, he waved his hand at Cen Yi, and as soon as he turned around, he kicked the fat manager next to him, directly in front of Cen Yi.

The fat administrator immediately cried and begged for mercy.

Without saying a word, Cen Yi grabbed the fat administrator and stuffed him into the back seat of the car.

When Cen Yi sat in the driver's seat, he glanced at Qiao Lingxiang, who was lying on the passenger seat, and bent over. He pressed her clothes tighter, stretched out his palm, and put one hand on it. The keyhole of the car.

The metal car keyhole turned by itself, and amidst the terrified yelling of the fat administrator in the back seat, the car was started. Cen held the steering wheel tightly with one hand and Qiao Lingxiang's hand with the other, and stepped on the gas pedal. With one step, the car drove out of the basement.

One night passed, and the sun had already come out. After leaving the basement, Cen Yi carried Qiao Lingxiang out of the passenger seat of the car, put her on a roadside bench full of fallen leaves, squatted down in front of her, and asked :

"Is it better? The sun is out, will it be less cold?"

Qiao Lingxiang, who didn't feel much better at all, was still dizzy, her eyes were out of focus, and she could only look at Cen Yi vaguely, but still forced a smile and said:

"Well, it's much better."

Then, Qiao Lingxiang cheered up again, and explained to Cen Yi:

"The sun is very good today, Brother Cen Yi, you call Brother Long and ask him to move Brother Zhengqing out of the car to dry in the sun."

"Okay, I'll fight, don't worry about it so much, I'll fight."

Cen Yi raised his hand and brushed the hair on Qiao Lingxiang's face. Seeing her like this, he felt very painful, very painful.

She must have never seen what she looks like now, even when she was most embarrassed and sad, she had never been so listless.

Cen Yi has known Qiao Lingxiang for so long, but he has never seen her like this. It seems that she is not angry at all.

Withdrawing his hand, Cen Yi got up, went back to the car, opened the door of the back seat of the car, grabbed the fat administrator inside, and dragged him in front of Qiao Lingxiang with strides.

She sat crookedly on the chair, opened her eyelids, and knew what Cen Yi meant, he wanted her to absorb energy.

But in fact, Qiao Lingxiang's current energy is still enough. Just now, she gave the security check who was bitten by John Wang more than ten catties of fat energy, and she still has more than 130 catties.

This is not a disease that can be cured immediately by absorbing energy.

On the warm long street, golden sunlight shrouded the dilapidated scene. In order to reassure Cen, Qiao Lingxiang still stretched out her hand and took 30 catties of energy from the fat manager who was shouting and begging loudly.

Then he tilted his body and almost fell off the bench.

She was caught by Cen Yi, and put her face in his arms, feeling inexplicably relieved, she only whispered:

"Brother Cen Yi, stop running around, let me lean on you, I'm very dizzy right now."

Qiao Lingxiang couldn't even remember the last time she was sick and was taken care of by someone? In her memory, there seems to be a warm memory that has never been taken care of by anyone.

It was the first time for someone to ask her about her health and care like this. She was nervous and looked after like a fragile doll. For Qiao Lingxiang, it was quite new.

Fresh to a little greedy.

Cen Yi hugged her tightly, sat on the bench together, reached out and rubbed her soft hair, and said softly:

"Let's go, I'm not going anywhere."

Looking up again, he saw the fat administrator who had lost a lot of weight and was about to run away. Cen Yi raised his hand, and a chain twisted and flew up from behind him, and flew towards the fat administrator, tying him up , Don't let him run again.

After a while, two little mice stalked around, sniffing a popular place along the way, before they got close to the crying fat manager on the ground, they were nailed to death by Cen Yi's two golden needles. on the ground.

Still holding Qiao Lingxiang motionless, he sat on the bench, looked down at Qiao Lingxiang, and carefully watched the movement around him.

The dizzy Qiao Lingxiang had no idea how dangerous the surroundings were.

There was no crisis near the system building before, only because John Wang ate all the little mice around, but now John Wang is gone, and there is one less nemesis for killing mice, and the few little mice nearby are coming here one after another up.

Cen Yi promised Qiao Lingxiang that he would not move if he said nothing, no matter how many little mice came, the golden needles around Cen Yi's body would be like bulls, silently nailing the little mice, and then entering the little mice's body, Swimming around, taking the relics from their bodies.

Sitting here, he didn't know how many relics the size of a grain of rice had been obtained.

After a while, Zhao Dalong came out from the basement and found Cen Yi and Qiao Ling who were sitting on a bench by the side of the road. He looked around at the corpses of little mice, and asked Cen Yi,

"How is Xiangxiang?"

"Still having a fever."

Cen Yi has been holding Qiao Lingxiang, and she has fallen asleep in his arms.

Zhao Dalong bent down, touched the child's forehead, it was still very hot, and said to Cen Yi:

"Have you hugged me for a long time? I'll come for you and let her rest for a while. She's been tired for a long time. It's just a good time to let her rest at this time."

"She told me not to run around. It's okay, Uncle Zhao. I'll just guard her."

Cen Yi refused to let go. He was afraid that something would happen if Qiao Lingxiang was handed over to someone else. Yes, he just wanted to be with her. Although he couldn't do more for her, he could win this peace with her. Cen believes that the virus war can still be done.

Seeing his insistence, Zhao Dalong didn't force it, sighed again, turned around and sat on the other side of the bench, beside Qiao Lingxiang, looking at the dilapidated scenery in the distance.

After a while, Zhao Dalong suddenly opened his mouth and said:

"This matter must have something to do with Gong Jingye."

I have a headache every day with my baby.