Chapter 294

"The cold night is white. You'd better wake up now!"

Zhang Yiming looked coldly at the hand holding his hand. His eyes were three points colder than ten thousand years of cold ice.

Fan Tangtang knelt on the ground and couldn't stand up at all.

This almost condensed into real pressure, almost made him cry for his mother.

Although, he won't cry.

And his mother can't help him.

"... Xiao Zhu, don't go."

Cold night's white eyes moved slightly, barely opened a gap, and struggled to open their eyes to see who they wanted to see.

I only saw Zhang Yiming with a cold face.

Cold night Bai grabbed his hand and felt that his hand was cold and cold without a trace of temperature.

Cold night's white eyes widened in an instant and decisively took back their hands.

"Xiao Zhu, how is she?"

Seeing that lengyebai opened his eyes, Zhang Yiming's first sentence was to ask Bai Jue for news.

The anger around him turned into a knife and almost cut the cold night white neck.

"They're all right."

Cold night in vain on the ground reluctantly moved hands, always feel their shoulders hurt badly.

It's like a broken bone.

Is this a sign of becoming a zombie?

Cold night white heart a desolate.

"Is it really all right?"

Zhang Yiming looked at lengyebai's eyes and asked again.

Lengyebai nodded gently.

However, he was still worried about Xiaozhu and his family. It seemed that they were being watched.

He is now in this state again. Even if he knows that Xiaozhu has space and danger to hide in, lengyebai is still worried.

The higher the power, the higher the zombie will become.

If she becomes a high-level zombie without brain, it will be a source of danger around her.

Cold night Bai Dingding looks at Zhang Yiming. He is a very special zombie. At least, among all the zombies he knows, he is the most powerful.

Cold night opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

Blood is not pure red blood, with a little brown.

It seems to be a precursor to variation.

"It's good that Xiao Zhu is all right."

Zhang Yiming stood up, his anger suddenly dissipated, patted the blood on his hands, turned and left.

I didn't seem to see the cold night white that was about to hang up.

"Xiao Ming, what about Xiao Leng?"

Fan Liping stooped down and carried cold night white on his back.

He wanted to say that he should find a doctor for such a serious injury. He also thought that there were few doctors in the end of the world and they could not be found.

But you can't just throw it in the yard!

"Let him live there!"

Zhang Yiming pointed to the outermost room.

It's a kitchen. It covers a small area. It also puts a lot of firewood.

Fan Liping likes to cook the ground pot and make the ground pot chicken. The ground pot chicken is not delicious. Every time grandpa fan's Zombie can eat a pot (fed by his own son).

It's dark inside. It looks very unfit for people.

"This... Is not good?" fan Liping said very tactfully. "There is no bed in the kitchen!"

"Well, make a floor first! I'll ask them to help make one tomorrow."

Zhang Yiming's face was warm and sunny again. He sat lazily on the lounge chair in the yard, holding the paper that fan Tangtang had just filled in with his slender fingers.

Slender white fingers holding a pen, bored to write down mathematical symbols on the paper.

Fan Tangtang and the high-ranking zombies kneeling on the ground also stood up tremblingly.

The invisible pressure on him has disappeared.

Fan Liping's face was slightly undetectable and he smoked.

Let the zombie make a bed. It may not be done in three or five days.

Don't make a bed then. Just order a coffin for lengyebai!

Hu Meiling can't watch anymore.

Cold night white is so badly injured that it's better to dig a hole for him and bury it if he has to lay a floor!

Just while he can speak now, he can ask for his own opinion and ask him if the pit he dug is comfortable enough!

"Cough, why is Xiao Leng injured so badly? The Bai family must be in a hurry!" said Hu Meiling.

"I don't know. I may have been dumped. The Bai family don't want him."

Zhang Yiming continued to write mathematical symbols on the paper without expression.

Hu Meiling solidified on her face, glanced at the kitchen and continued, "maybe the white family are looking for him everywhere?"

Zhang Yiming paused his fingers and slowly wrote a number symbol with a pen in a cold voice. "Now go and move a bed back. You must send it today!"

Zhang Yiming looked at the paper and didn't know who he was talking to.

The trembling high-level zombies in the yard shrank, and then walked slowly towards the door.

Obviously, Zhang Yiming gave them orders.

The gate has been completely damaged by cold night white.

The zombie of the girl in blue is still at the door, secretly looking at the yard, and her feet don't dare to step more.

The high-level zombies were very polite. After going out, they made a move to close the door.

Although the door is lying on the ground

Hu Meiling looked at the not too clever zombies who had just gone out and was speechless.

I always think it's faster to dig a hole for cold night.

"Xiao Zhu must also come to find Xiao Leng at that time. If she sees Xiao Leng like this now, she will be very sad."

Hu Meiling made persistent efforts.

Seeing that the cold night white is about to hang, try to let the cold night white hang on the bed.

Quiet——

The yard was very quiet. Hu Meiling touched her nose and wondered if she would pierce the heart of a Zombie King too much!

Slender fingers gently dug a corner of the paper again and again.

"Take him to my room."

Zhang Yiming's voice sounded.

Zhang Yiming looked down at the paper and couldn't see the expression on his face.

"OK!"

Fan Liping and his wife chuckled and walked inside happily carrying the cold night white.

Zhang Yiming's room faces the sun and is very comfortable. There is even an air-conditioned TV.

It is the best decorated room in the whole yard.

After putting the cold night white on the soft big bed, Mr. and Mrs. fan Liping began to run to the kitchen to boil water.

There are so many wounds on people. They have to be cleaned and disinfected.

They saw the blood of the wound at the bend of the white leg in the cold night, almost turning black.

Fan Liping and his wife are not afraid of the cold night turning into a zombie, let alone being bitten, because both Zhang Yiming and fan Tangtang are there.

Just

A good person becomes a zombie. It's really unbearable.

Fan Liping ran into the room with hot water to wipe the cold night's wound and bandage it by the way.

Hu Meiling continued to brush shoes and wash clothes in the yard.

She secretly glanced at Zhang Yiming sitting in the chair reading the paper, then looked at fan Tangtang and motioned for him to help say a word.

Want to ask cold night white has not been saved!

Fan Tangtang blinked and did not move.

Pretend not to see.

Between his mother and brother Zhang, he chose the invincible brother Zhang!

"That, Xiao Ming!" Hu Meiling wiped the water on her hands and asked with a cramped face, "the wound on Xiao Leng's leg..."

"Wounded by a zombie."

Zhang Yiming came to a conclusion before Hu Meiling finished.

The wound has been scraped with a dagger several times, but a little black carrion and almost black blood can still be seen.

At the end of the world, only the wounds made by zombies will be so.