Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Stop it. You can't continue thinking. If you think about it, something will happen.

Yin Ze's ability to observe details was not inferior to that of Mu Jing, so much so that Zhou Qiyang did not dare to continue thinking about it. If he saw anything, he would be really worried about his life.

He didn't want to be 'oppressed' by Mu Jing and 'blow' by Yin Ze at the same time.

Um? Why did he suddenly feel like a husband and wife working together without getting tired? Think about it carefully, they both seem to have similar ways of punishing people?

...the woman sings and her husband follows her?

Zhou Qiyang suddenly felt his mouth was a little dry and licked his lips. He might as well divert his attention by counting corpses.

When their group entered Wupo Village, they were not surprised when they saw the corpses lying on the ground. Moreover, they had no intention of looking for Wei Yanxing and his group, so they walked to a fork in the road. When there are zombies, go in the direction where there are zombies, not in the direction where Weiyanxing and the others have obviously been swept away.

Chen Ruoting was still holding Mu Yang, Zhou Qiyang and Yuan Lin spontaneously went to deal with the zombies. Mu Jing was holding his own little angel and walking leisurely. When he saw something in the store, he would go over to see if there was anything there. Nothing worth putting in the ring to take up space.

Although Wupo Village is a village, it is developing rapidly. With the development of the Internet, there are many young people here, so there are many private shops here such as animation peripherals.

Mu Jing looked at the figurines in the cabinet, and then at the ones on the ground that had been maliciously broken. She curled her lips and randomly picked a few and put them in the ring.

"Brother Jing, do you like collecting figures?"

"generally."

Mu Jing took a few more anime-themed pens and said, "The main reason is that some people like them."

"Who?"

"My little sweetheart."

Hearing the words "little sweetheart", they nodded in understanding, somewhat envious of such friendship.

It's great to be able to think about someone like this in an environment where you can't protect yourself and are surrounded by dangers. And the person who is being remembered is really so happy.

Yin Ze took the thing off his head at this time, and when he met Mu Jing's eyes, he said: "It's a bit tight, and it gives me a headache."

Hearing this, she raised her hand and touched his head, "I was negligent."

In fact, it doesn't hurt, I just want to find an excuse.

Although he knew that the little sweetheart was her friend and a girl, he still felt a little sour in his heart.

If the two of them were separated for some reason, would she still miss him like this on the road? Will you bring him a gift?

Yin Ze lowered his head slightly and looked at the ground to hide the emotion that shouldn't exist.

Mu Jing glanced in the direction where he was looking down, squatted down and picked up the soiled cat doll, patted the dust on it, and said, "Do you like this?"

Yin Ze was stunned and wanted to shake his head and say no, but in the end he took it from her hand, touched the doll's face and said, "You gave it to me, I like it."

If you're worried that she doesn't like him enough, then use the way she likes to please her, and let yourself slowly become the unique concern in her heart.

Mu Jing looked at him holding the dirty cat doll like a treasure, with a thin blush on his cheeks and a hint of shyness in his eyes, as if he had exhausted all his courage to say such words.

She pursed her lips, then raised her hand to cover her mouth. After staring at him for a while, she slowly took a deep breath and said, "In ancient times, you were the enchantress who brought disaster to the country."

Yin Ze:? ? ? ? What the hell is that description?

Me: King! The foreign baby gives you another small gift to support you!

Mu Jing fell into deep thought, then held Yang Bao'er's hand and said solemnly: "Thank you."

Me: Don’t you care?

Mu Jing: My husband won’t let me.

Yin Ze: Huh