doomsday lamb

"Sister Qian, sister Qian, how is brother Lang Hua?"

The next day in Lin Qian's bedroom in the north area of ​​the club, before Yang Xiaoxiao could fully open the door, a voice came in first.

"Ask me all day long, two or three times in a while, and my ears will get calluses."

Lin Qifeng raised her eyes slightly and glared at her with a smile, but she didn't look threatening.

Yang Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue at her: "Humph, who cares about you? What I care about is my dearest brother Lang Hua."

"Okay, I understand, you two are the closest, brother and sister." Lin Qian felt a headache when the little girl acted coquettishly.

She smiled and warned Yang Xiaoxiao: "It's better to keep your voice down, so as not to disturb your brother's rest."

"Hey," Yang Xiaoxiao curled her lips and said, "Wouldn't it be better to wake him up? Have you forgotten how anxious you were the day he was unconscious?"

"Yes. But let him have a good rest." Lin Qian shook her head, her eyes showing some tenderness, "Your brother must be exhausted after running around for so many days."

Seeing Lin Qian sometimes combing Lang Hua's messy hair, sometimes smoothing his frowning brows in his sleep.

However, Sister Qian arranged for me to be on guard duty...

Yang Xiaoxiao felt really unhappy for a while.

"Humph," the little girl couldn't help but said sourly, "It's so good to be in a coma. I also want to lie in Sister Qian's arms, so soft and elastic, so I can enjoy it more."

"What's so soft and elastic?" Lin Qian blushed when she heard this. "At such a young age, my thoughts are very impure."

"Alas", Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't listen at all. Instead, he looked down at himself and complained: "A full man doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry."

She patted her chest, as if she had given up, and then said shamelessly: "Anyway, I also want a hug from Sister Qian!"

Lin Qian rolled her eyes, laughed and scolded: "You are still jealous just now, but you are still childish at this age."

"You're still talking about me. When brother Lang Hua was unconscious, you were so anxious that you asked me with tears what to do and what to do. Oh my, that's so miserable..."

Yang Xiaoxiao said and looked at her mischievously: "Tsk, tsk, I even forgot my minor degree in Chinese medicine, and you asked me what to do. It's really..."

Lin Qian was really frightened that day.

However, after being reminded by Xiaoxiao, she observed that Lang Hua's breathing was stable and his face was normal. Combined with Lang Hua's experience in the past few days, she gradually felt relieved.

"Ahem," Lin Qian cleared her throat, as if she was not the one blushing all the way to her neck, "Then what. Classmate Yang Xiaoxiao, did you take Lang Hua's medicine according to the instructions?"

The so-called potions that Lin Qian mentioned were all the awakening potions displayed in the constant-temperature medical box.

Since setting off from Fengwei Mountain, Lang Hua has carried the backpack with the medicine box with him just for this day.

After the cataclysm, spore energy crystal nuclei were derived from the bodies of different races, and the crystal nuclei existing in the bodies of various species are collectively called "spore homologous crystal nuclei" because they have the same source of origin.

By analogy, the crystal nuclei in different species are called "heterogeneous crystal nuclei", while the crystal nuclei in different individuals are called "heterogeneous crystal nuclei".

Long before the disaster, what Yang Bensheng and Lin Qian had taken without their knowledge was not an awakening potion, but an immunity potion, which was also prepared from homologous crystal nuclei of spores.

Immunity drugs can make individual organisms resistant to spore toxins in advance and maintain a state of hidden symbiosis under the invasion of black mist.

But it is not without harm. After using the immunity potion, an individual will not be able to benefit from the increase in strength brought about by the latest black mist eruption.

Awakening potions also come with such a repulsive effect, but using awakening potions to obtain evolution bonuses is faster and more stable than passively waiting for the black mist to erupt.

Therefore, he escaped the fate of corpse transformation on the night of "Advent Day", and therefore missed the improvement in evolutionary level brought about by this large-scale eruption of "Spore Black Mist".

It can be said that it has both advantages and disadvantages.

The medicine box comes with written instructions and user manuals produced by Lang Hua, which are enough to ensure that the Yang Lin family can use these medicines normally even in their absence.

For example, when Lang Hua left quietly as planned.

The information in the manual is almost shockingly detailed, but it is silent on the fact that everyone has been "passively injected with immune drugs."

"How is it?" Lin Qian asked Yang Xiaoxiao, "How do you feel after using it?"

The latter moved his upper arms, nodded and said: "It's amazing, I feel like I have changed. I mean... I am still me, but obviously I am different from the original me. The bruises yesterday were also very serious.

He’s almost healed…”

Seeing Yang Xiaoxiao dancing around and talking incoherently, Lin Qian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She said: "Okay, okay, I know you are powerful. Just heal your injuries. But no matter how miraculous or unexpected it is, nothing can be as surprising as this apocalypse."

"That's right." Yang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes without saying much.

At this time, Lin Qian put Lang Hua's head and neck lightly on the pillow, turned to stand with her arms crossed, stood up straight and said to her: "Xiaoxiao, what is your awakened ability? Let me see?"

"Hehe", Yang Xiaoxiao smiled mischievously, "Sister Qian, you have to be careful. My ability is called - 'Phantom'."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xiaoxiao flashed and disappeared in front of Lin Qian's eyes!

"Huh? No! Behind you!"

Feeling something strange behind her, Lin Qian leaned over and slid forward to avoid it, but it was too late!

A pair of delicate hands hugged her chest, restraining Lin Qian in place!

Yang Xiaoxiao giggled, her eyes curved into crescent shapes, looking like a little fox who had succeeded in its conspiracy.

She breathed hot breath into Lin Qian's ear: "Sister Qian, is Xiaoxiao's 'Phantom' move powerful?"

Lin Qian smiled helplessly: "Awesome, you must be the best."

"Then Sister Qian, do you admit defeat?"

After saying that, Yang Xiaoxiao pinched those two plump breasts twice: "Ah, what a pair of erotic big breasts. As long as I, Yang Xiaoxiao, are a man, I must also feel pity for Sister Qian, and my blood is very strong. Phew,

Am I right? Baby~"

The warm air waves hit her one after another, as if they were constantly rubbing the cilia on her ears. Lin Qian had never seen such a posture before, and soon her ears turned red and her body almost went limp.

"Admit defeat," she hurriedly said, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

"Admit defeat -" Yang Xiaoxiao said in a long tone, "I will punish you. Creak, creak, creak, creak..."

After saying that, he began to move his hands and feet on Lin Qian's body, scratching her randomly.

"Yeah! No, no, I'm giving up. Okay, Xiaoxiao, please spare me... please spare my sister."

At this time, Lin Qian was out of breath and had no strength at all. It can be seen that Yang Xiaoxiao's "Tickle Magic" is really powerful and extraordinary.

"Hey, hey, one shot goes into the soul."

Yang Xiaoxiao raised the corners of her mouth, like a western cowboy after winning a duel, and blew the non-existent gunpowder smoke from her fingertips.