"How are you doing? Does it hurt? Does it matter?" Yang Keer lifted Zhang Xiaoqiang from the ground and let him sit on his chest.

"嘶~~~~~" Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath with Yang Ke's movement, and there was no place in the whole body. Yang Keer quickly slowed down the action to relieve Zhang Xiaoqiang's pain.

"Do you know how the bad guys in the movie died?" Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on Yang Keer and looked at the bonfire in front of him.

"..."."

Yang Keer didn't talk, but from time to time, tears dripped onto Zhang Xiaoqiang's cheek, and tears flowed warmly on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face.

"Because the bad guys are always nonsense too much!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said to himself.

"Do you know why the heroine in the movie has a cup?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked sideways at Yang Keer behind him.

"Because those brains are always willing to believe what the bad guys say!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang’s back of the head rested on the quail egg on Yang Ke’s chest, and his expression was wooden.

"Do you think that he will let us go?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang said that there is a feeling of hating iron and not forming steel.

"I still don't see you being anxious! I care about you too."

Yang Keer’s voice is getting smaller and smaller, and there is a grievance in the words.

"..."..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang is speechless and always feels that she has no common language with her.

What else can you do with Xie Yuanshan's metamorphosis? He even dares to invade the killings of his savior, will he give up because he is a minor and a minor?

I thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dare to think about it again. A layer of white hair was sweating from the spine. "It’s too big." Zhang Xiaoqiang was secretly scared.

Looking at the burning flame on his chest, he began to review himself. When did he start to become so careless? Is the ease of life in the cave for nearly half a month erased my vigilance? Is Yang Keer turned into a strong sailor? Is he wearing a simple leather armor with animal skin?

Under the big tree, the sudden attack of the mutated weasel was noticed. There was no prior investigation and no vigilance. Even the weapons were not in the hands. If it wasn’t for Yang Ke’s eyes, he was bitten through his throat.

The ridiculous thing is that after experiencing life-and-death fights, I still think that I am only attacking the site of the mutant weasel. Why didn't you look at it with a telescope beforehand? Really thought that if you changed your vest, you would be invincible?

What is even more ridiculous is that after the injury, I still can't raise my vigilance. I know that the end of the world is very dangerous. Xie Yuanshan can't rely on it. Actually, she still feels that Yang Keer is watching the night. Yang Ke's nature is greatly embarrassing. Zhang Xiaoqiang still sleeps in the dead.

Think about it when you came out from home that time was not careful, which step is not like a thin ice? Stay up and watch in the wild with a little wind and grass. How did it become so numb now?

The more I review Zhang Xiaoqiang, the more I feel scared. The rituals and rules before the end of the world are broken with the arrival of the end of the world. The ambitions and madness that people used to suppress have exploded with the advent of the virus.

I think of a book I have seen before seems to be Freud's personality theory. It is said that personality is composed of self, self and super.

When the demand in the present comes into being, the individual demands to be satisfied immediately. Therefore, from the principle of dominating human nature, the principle that governs the individual is the principle of rationality.

The self is born after the birth of the individual, and it is produced by the differentiation of the self in the real environment. If the various needs from the self, if not satisfied immediately in reality, he must adapt to the limitations of reality and learn how to be realistic. Get the satisfaction of the demand. From the principle of dominating humanity, it is the principle of reality that governs the self.

Super, I don't have to say it, it is not an ordinary person, it is a saint. It is such a person who usually pays party fees before the death of the movie.

People in the last days are obeying rules, laws, and orders. People in the last days trampled on various rules, laws, and orders for their own existence and desire. The people before the end of the world live in the self, and the people after the end of the world live in the self.

"Can't be the same as before! You are not a savior, don't always think of being a good person!" Zhang Xiaoqiang ended his self-review and wondered if he should be a bad person?

“哎~~~~哟~~~~”

Xie Yuanshan lie in the distance like a dead dog, constantly dying, and the bones of his limbs are stepped into a piece by Yang Keer. They are connected to various strange or even unexpected poses. For example, he is now Lying on the back, the toes should be facing up? But now he is facing the heel.

The pants worn underneath are wet and faint, and there is a faint smell of urine. It seems that he has been incontinent by Yang Keer.

Yang Keer also smelled the stink from his side, frowning and gently flattening Zhang Xiaoqiang, and walked to the front of Xie Yuanshan and glared at his collar, and saw Xie Yuanshan swaying. Fly into the darkness where the fire is not visible.

The sound of "plopping" heavy objects landed.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~" The tragedy of Xie Yuanshan came.

Yang Keer returned to this side and re-opened Zhang Xiaoqiang in his arms. How soft and soft the movements were, it was totally different from her usual big shackles.

Zhang Xiaoqiang relied on Yang Keer's arms to enjoy this gentleness, and the intermittent painful snoring came from his ear.

Zhang Xiaoqiang made a decision, not a good person or a bad person. Good people are too cups, bad people will be better than good people when they are not good.

"How do you get him to sniper?" Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly broke the warmth of this moment~lightnovelpub.net~ Probably, probably, he took it when he licked my trumpet! "Yang Keer said that the lower the head, the chin has reached the chest.

"Why don't you wake me up when you go to the toilet?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said with a faint look at the bonfire.

"Look at your sleep, do you want to sleep more?" Yang Keer found the reason and lifted it again.

"唉~~~~~~~" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed long, and Yang Keer was considered a good heart anyway, although he was good at doing bad things.

"I know what to do later?" Zhang Xiaoqiang always feels that he is a little daughter who is not obedient.

"Well! I know! Even if I want to, I have to report to you!"

Yang Ke's expression is very embarrassing, just like the children in kindergarten promised to the aunt that they would no longer be naughty.

"Right! What about thanking you? Do you want me to kill him!"

Yang Keer remembered that Xie Yuanshan was still lying in the distance and asked Zhang Xiaoqiang for advice.

"Okay, kill him dirty your hands, wait until tomorrow to feed him to the zombies!"

The otaku never knows what it means to retaliate with these four words.

"You kill him, don't feel scared? Is there a feeling of killing people who want to vomit?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Cui Yanger with some curiosity. Is the little girl now so courageous?

"No! I felt so good and cool after I killed the first monster that day. It’s much more fun than playing games at home!"

Yang Keer seems to be very cold on this kind of problem, and you have a little white look.

"Don't the game play more, there is no disgusting after killing?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang has been under the umbrella of Xiao Chang, and he can't understand the children at the moment.

"No! I used to have a generation gap with my dad. Now I have a generation gap with my little girl?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally felt that he was no longer young.