Pick up a doomsday safe house at the beginning

It seems like a century has passed.

They sat on the ground in the reeds on the bank of the river, the woman nestled in the man's arms.

Occasionally, the woman would turn around, raise her fist, and hit the man in the chest.

Because the man was dishonest, those hands had traveled all over her body.

A greasy feeling coming from an old man makes women very uncomfortable, and they should be very angry, but they can't get rid of the entanglement of passion!

"How old are you?"

"Haha, he must be in his thirties."

"It's really bad."

"Anyway, that's what happened. Don't worry, I won't do anything more. I'm afraid you in the other world won't be able to stand it!"

"We are different people!"

"Yes, in another world, you would not be so approachable at your age, but that's normal. After all, when you were that old over there, I had never forcibly kissed you, nor was I so experienced."

"You bad person! You are so bad! Damn it! You have so many women, and you still come to provoke me!"

The woman beat Meng Liang's chest and cried.

Meng Liang stopped causing trouble and hugged her quietly.

No more words need be said at this moment.

It was a fact that there were other women, but he couldn't let go of this woman.

The two of them were rubbing their hair together in the reed swamp, and it was already noon in the blink of an eye.

There are actually many zombies near the reed marsh and along the river.

But it's not too dense.

Meng Liang can use his super hearing to monitor all the movements nearby. The nearest zombie is now about 80 meters away and has entered the reed marsh. It seems that he is lost and cannot find where he is going and has nowhere to go.

Meng Liang activated his fantasy, and a small flying knife appeared seventy meters away from the zombie. Then it flew out instantly and pierced the zombie's forehead.

The zombie's body did not fall to the ground, but simply disappeared.

It’s like it’s fake in itself.

That's right, for fantasy energy, virtual data does not need to exist.

Meng Liang still can't understand this result, but he is learning to accept it slowly.

Qu Xiaolan finally regained some of her emotions. When she was not ambiguous, she was not a delicate woman. Being fragile was just how she looked on the inside, and she looked like a big woman on the outside.

It was just that the Meng Liang in front of her made her confused, so she exposed her innermost feelings.

Once you get used to it and calm down, your external temperament will take over.

She no longer beat Meng Liang's chest and acted coquettishly, but her brain started to work and she began to ask questions.

"Why don't you have a health bar? Can you already hide the health bar?"

"Oh, this may be due to the realm. I am now at the god level."

"Ah? What realm is there?"

"I don't know very well. After ten reincarnations, you can enter the first god level. After the first god, you will reach the god level. At the god level, I only know the first god. That's me. What other levels of gods are there after the first god? I no longer know.

"What can you do at your level?"

"Going up to the sky and down to the earth, traveling thousands of miles in a day, raising your hand to kill someone, it's no big deal."

"So powerful? Isn't that invincible?"

"This is a virtual world, and the real boss is the Demon God. If it weren't for the limitations of the seventh and eighth systems, in other virtual system worlds, I think the Demon God would be able to create even more powerful people."

"Oh Qu Gueran from that world, are you in love?"

"Yes."

"I really didn't expect that Chen Meier would like you too."

Qu Gueran's topic was a bit fluttery, maybe she wanted to talk about too many things, that's why she was like this.

She stopped crying, and there were still tears in her eyes.

Meng Liang hugged her quietly, answering all questions and having nothing to hide.

At this moment, a group of people entered Meng Liang's hearing recognition range, a full five kilometers away.

It has been more than half a year since the apocalypse broke out in this world, and those who survived already have some fighting capabilities.

The combat effectiveness of this team is obviously top-notch. The most powerful person has reached rank nine. The twenty-three people in the team are basically above rank five.

The leader is a twenty-five-year-old man, Deng Feng.

His wife is Zhao Xi'er, but the women Deng Feng likes more now are Li Xin and Zhao Menger.

Meng Liang couldn't help but turn his head and look through the gaps in the reeds, through the woods, and across many obstacles and gaps. What he finally saw was his target, a relatively beautiful beauty.

"ah"

He couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong?"

Qu Xiaolan felt the change in Meng Liang and found that his head was looking behind him.

Qu Jiaolan also looked over, but she could see nothing but reeds.

"I saw someone I know, and you know him too."

"Huh? Who?"

"Oh, to be precise, you know me, but she doesn't know me yet."

"Who is it?"

"Zhao Meng'er."

"Zhao Menger? Are you Qu Jiaoyang's teacher?"

"Yes, in the other world, I took Qu Jiaoyang to school at the beginning of the end of the world, and brought the teacher and a girl named Fang Tangjing. After that, Zhao Meng'er has been living in another world. Qu Jiaolan By his side, Fang Tangjing also married Qu Jiaoyang."

"That's actually true."

"Well, things have changed a bit. In another world, I met Zhao Menger, but in this world, Zhao Menger did not meet me."

"How is Zhao Meng'er doing in this world now?"

"Looks OK."

"Oh, that's good."

"She became someone else's mistress."

"What? No way, Teacher Zhao is such a good person, so kind, how could she become someone else's."

"Reality forces, those who can survive the doomsday are not simple."

"What should we do?"

"Do nothing. If they don't walk into this reed marsh, then miss them. After all, they are not very important people."

Meng Liang recalled that except for the contact with Zhao Meng'er at the beginning of the doomsday, there seemed to be no contact afterwards.

Suddenly, Meng Liang remembered the battle with the black demon, and Zhao Meng'er seemed to have participated at that time.

Perhaps he should not be so cold-blooded and ruthless, after all, they are people he knows.

On the other side, Deng Feng ordered a rest.

In a small forest.

Zhao Meng'er and Li Xin are both people of relatively low levels. Most of them only need to form a team to mix experience. Because they are the women Deng Feng likes, they can get such treatment.

Zhao Xier is actually Zhao Menger's cousin, but in the doomsday, this relationship is gone.

Zhao Menger doesn't think she is a woman who robbed her cousin's husband, because a lot of things happened in the process. Although it was only half a year, anyone who drifted in the doomsday was not easy. There must be a cause and an effect.

Zhao Menger leaned on Deng Feng, looking at the vague reed marsh in the distance, a little confused.

She wondered again whether the reed grew in the water or on land?

This kind of scenery is common in her hometown, but it is really rare in the north.

She missed home, missed everything in her hometown, and actually missed the innocent self in the past.