Every world I die young

Bai Qing raised her head abruptly, the pink color on her face became extremely pale, her eyes were full of panic, she looked at Song Changyi and then quickly lowered her head, wrapped her hands around her sleeves, and said nothing nervously .

Mo Yinglan saw that she was trembling all over, and she was stubborn and stubborn without saying a word. With a roll of his eyes, he stretched out his hand and pulled Song Changyi to his side, and said solemnly: "Maybe she was frightened by the explosion before?" , senior, let her take it easy first."

Song Changyi looked down at Mo Yinglan who held his hand naturally, slender and powerful, pink and fair in color, full of youthful vitality.

On the other hand, his own hand, the skin color is extremely pale, lifeless at first glance, full of a sense of being broken at sunset, just like the skin of a dead person, but without the blue spots that should be on the skin of a dead body.

You can't see anything from a distance, but once you put them together, the contrast is extremely strong.

Song Changyi lowered his eyes. The two of them looked like they were not from the same world. What was he looking forward to at that moment?

Shaking his head, Song Changyi calmly pulled out his hand, and the warm breath left all of a sudden, Song Changyi's fingers curled up unconsciously due to the cold.

Bai Qing was trembling all over. Song Changyi didn't care about her any more, so he looked around and said: "Let's go, we walked so far before, this place is not far from my home, and then we keep heading east. If you change a car, if you are unlucky, it will take less than an hour to walk, and you should be able to arrive before dark."

Mo Yinglan said with some doubts: "Should? Why do I feel that this doesn't seem like something you would say as a senior."

Song Changyi asked back: "No matter how cautious I am, will there be fewer accidents? We can only avoid them as much as possible, and it is impossible to have smooth sailing all the time."

Mo Yinglan was fooled by his calm tone, so she believed his evil, "Oh, you are right, there is no accident in the last days, let's chat while walking."

Speaking of this, Wu Jie on the side said as if waking up from a dream: "Ah, I remembered, I forgot about it before."

Several people turned their heads to look at him, and Wu Jie said with a serious expression: "Yancheng, think about it carefully, aren't we in the end of the world now, why are there so few zombies along the way?

Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be like this. Don’t say anything else, you can know how many people there are in the school without thinking about it, and it’s not a holiday now. Apart from the students, there are also teachers and staff. Q University is a university, conservative estimates There must be at least 2 people. "

Before Wu Jie had time to say the following words, Mo Yinglan realized, "You mean, no matter how lucky we are on this journey, we will definitely encounter many zombies under normal circumstances, but in fact, apart from those sporadic Except for one or two zombies, I have never encountered a single one."

"Yeah, how is it possible? Zombies are the most sensitive and fanatical to the smell of living people..."

Wu Xie, who was thinking about something, suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Changyi's probing eyes from the corner of his eye. He was startled, and immediately realized what he had just said without defense.

Mo Yinglan complained in confusion, "Indeed, it's not right to think about it this way, huh? Old Jie, what are you talking about? It's like a mosquito buzzing. I can't even hear it clearly."

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said: "It's okay, I'm just thinking wildly, I'm afraid you will say that I am a powerful and unconstrained style."

Mo Yinglan lifted his shoulders with a smile, and said while hurrying along the road: "What are you afraid of? Let's say it and let's worship together, in case you hit the mark."