A top-level boss travels through the apocalypse to raise a cute baby

Chapter 11
"Sister Qiao, it's not good, it's a zombie rat."

As soon as the words fell, blood-red light spots lit up in all directions, and there was a trend of more and more light spots.

Tian Yuanyuan's hand holding the knife trembled slightly. She pulled Qiao Zixi behind her and protected her in a corner.

A zombie mouse shot straight at Tian Yuanyuan's face like lightning, and she didn't dare to dodge, for fear that if she dodged, the zombie mouse would kill Qiao Zixi who was standing behind her.

With both hands, he held the machete and swung it hard. With a "clang", the zombie rat was swung against the wall.

Zombie rats swarmed from all directions, Tian Yuanyuan kept slashing with a knife in both hands, and danced vigorously with a machete, but even so, it still couldn't stop the more and more wounds on her body and the zombie rats rushing forward.

Time passed slowly by every minute and every second, Tian Yuanyuan's face was pale, and the resentment and fear in her heart flooded her like a tide. She shouted like a madman, and suddenly a stream of water shot out from her fingers, directly shooting through the person closest to her. The head of a zombie rat.

Seeing this, she was overjoyed. The blood-red eyes, sharp teeth, and sharp claws of the zombie rat were no longer so scary.

Looking at Tian Yuanyuan standing in front of her with a machete in one hand and a water arrow in the other, Qiao Zixi stood quietly in the corner, occasionally raising her hand and waving a stream of air to crush the zombie rats that were attacking her. With a light wave, the zombie rat was directly shattered into fly ash.

With the passage of time, Tian Yuanyuan knew that her water arrow would not last long, and the machete had already rolled its blade, causing little damage to the zombie rats. The zombies outside the door had heard the movement and kept attacking the rolling door. If he didn't think of a way to break out of the siege, he might be buried under the claws of zombie rats in the next moment.

The blood on his body had already stained his clothes, and the smell of blood stimulated the zombie rats and the zombies outside the door to become more and more crazy.

Tian Yuanyuan knocked off a gnawing zombie mouse on her arm, endured the pain and sent out a few water arrows to hit the head of the zombie mouse under her feet with precision.

She clearly felt the rapid loss of physical strength and the weakening of the power of the water arrow. Looking at the still flickering and more and more blood-red spots in front of her eyes, the helplessness and despair in her heart spread again.

She clung tightly to Qiao Zixi's belly behind her, waved her already numb arms, and used her body to build a fortress for the people behind her.

Just as she was about to fight to the death, she heard a loud "bang", and then her body flew out.

Feeling that her waist was held by a soft arm, her feet left the ground, leaped over the wall, and flew to the roof opposite.

Until her feet hit the ground, she was still dumbfounded.

A chuckle came, and she came back to her senses, and found that she had left the fruit shop and was standing on the roof opposite.

"Sister Qiao, do you have a wind ability? Can you fly with the wind?" Looking at Qiao Zixi who was smiling at her, she suddenly asked in surprise.

"Well, so to speak."

"That's great, thanks to your wind ability, Sister Qiao, otherwise we would have fed mice today." Tian Yuanyuan felt nauseous when she thought that she was almost eaten by a mouse.

After a pause, Qiao Zixi asked: "When I met the zombie rat before, I didn't take you out. Do you feel resentful?"

Tian Yuanyuan stood on the top of the building and looked at the fruit shop surrounded by countless zombie rats and zombies. She was afraid for a while, but when she heard Qiao Zixi's question, she smiled brightly and said, "Sister Qiao, you think too much, why should I Would you blame me? You saved me because of your benevolence, and if you didn't save me, I have no right to resent. After all, we've only known each other for a day, and we're just strangers who have nothing to do with each other."

Yes, in the last days, in such an era of massacres where principles and morals are successively degraded, who can you count on to save you all the time? All you can do is to constantly sharpen yourself and become stronger and stronger.

(End of this chapter)