After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

  Chapter 300, he regrets it

"It's getting late today, let's take a rest today, and I will go to the place where you were conspired by you tomorrow morning." Zhang Yiming looked at the Wu Qing under Bai Xilin's eyes, "Get a good rest before you have the energy to find him. "

  It doesn't matter whether you can find it or not, he will definitely go to that place.

  He wanted to see who could control so many high-level zombies.

  Take advantage of his absence, bully the person he wants to protect.

"good!"

  Bai Xi'an smiled at Zhang Yiming, the haggardness on his face was visible to the naked eye.

  This is the most disturbing smile Zhang Yiming has ever seen.

  Zhang Yiming turned his head, pinched the dagger, and quietly looked at the face reflected by the dagger, without speaking for a long time.

  The sun is gradually setting down the mountain.

  Supper was made by Zhang Yiming and Bai Anhai together.

  Zhang Yiming changed into clean clothes and wore gloves, pretending to be part of the family.

  At this moment, he thought he was Leng Yebai.

  The dinner is very rich, but the Bai family's appetite is not good. They barely ate some, which is considered a meal.

  The bus drove into the yard. In order not to bother the Fan family and Zhang Yiming to help clean up the room, the Bai family habitually slept in the car.

  Night is falling, and the stars are shining.

  The bus parked quietly in the yard, and the blue-and-white bus seemed to be plated with a pure holy light under the moonlight.

   White and flawless.

  A window facing the courtyard slowly opened a gap, and a pair of eyes stared straight in the direction of the bus.

  From time to time, those eyes showed extremely nostalgic and cruel eyes.

  Obviously, there are thoughts that are extremely missed in his heart, but he is abruptly occupied by the nameless hostility.

  The eyelids have begun to rot, and black blood has flowed in the eyes, and then flowed down the corners of the eyes on the face.

   formed black blood and tears.

  Leng Yebai vigorously wiped the liquid on his face with his rotten fingers, but accidentally picked off a small piece of rotten flesh.

   "When are you going to hide?"

  In the living room, Zhang Yiming's cold voice came.

With a squeak, a rotten hand pushed open the door of the room.

  Leng Yebai lowered her head, without saying a word, sat down on the sofa decadently.

  In the silent night, there was no light on in the living room, only the faint moonlight came in through the window.

  Zhang Yiming glanced at Leng Yebai. His vision was especially good at night, and he could clearly see that there was more rotting flesh on Leng Yebai’s face.

  The outline of the face can still be vaguely recognized as cold and white, and the powerful muscles on the arms have even begun to collapse.

  The surface has started to turn black, and slowly, he will become a walking dead.

  Zhang Yiming didn’t understand why this happened.

   Obviously he resisted the zombie virus.

  It is reasonable to say that after a few days of pain, it will return to normal.

   But Leng Yebai resisted the virus, but was still in the process of becoming a zombie bit by bit.

  It only takes a few minutes or even tens of seconds for others to become zombies, and their pain is only those few minutes. After they become zombies, they don’t know anything.

  Only Leng Yebai is the most special one he has ever seen.

  He was being devoured by the zombie virus bit by bit, and the blood drawn from him this morning was completely black.

  Black blood is the characteristic of zombies.

   Even so, Leng Yebai didn't seem to have a finalized shape, still changing in the direction of decay.

   is even worse than ordinary zombies.

  Leng Yebai is already a Tier 4 ability person, and a high-order ability person becomes a zombie. It stands to reason that even if it is not a zombie king, it will not rot so badly.

  Zhang Yiming looked at the apples placed on the table. These were the apples he had cut for Xiao Zhu in the afternoon. She did not eat them.

  The peeled apple touches the air, and the outside becomes a layer of yellow, exuding a rotten breath.

  Zhang Yiming's slender and white fingers pinched the rotten apple, his eyes looked at the apple, but he spoke to Leng Yebai.

"Although apples have become rotten, they are still apples. People who like to eat apples will not stop eating apples because they have become rotten." Zhang Yiming looked coldly at Leng Yebai, "One person is always another." If you are a passenger, even if you want to leave, you should say goodbye. If you don't leave, why hide in hiding?"

  Leng Yebai stretched out her fingers towards the window. With the moonlight shining in, she could clearly see that her slender fingers seemed to be fatter.

  It is a circle of rotten flesh.

   "What about you? You are hiding in hiding, so why bother to say me?" The white hoarse voice sounded in the cold night.

  His voice no longer resembles a human voice, it is low and hoarse like the roaring voices of those hideous zombies.

   "If I had known today, I would never hide."

  Zhang Yiming held the apple and stood up, ignoring Leng Yebai, raising his foot and walking outside.

  He admitted that he regretted it.

  The apples became less in the hands little by little, and Zhang Yiming chewed little by little, but did not taste the slightest taste.

  The eyes seem to be sour again.

  This is an illusion, zombies will not shed tears.

  Leng Yebai sat quietly in the living room, looking at Zhang Yiming standing in the courtyard, subconsciously trying to stand up.

  He also wants to stand in the yard, so he is closer to her.

  Just, what should I do with my own filthy appearance?

  Leng Yebai shrank crampedly in the corner of the sofa, looking straight out the window with a pair of rotten eyes.

Late at night.

  Zombies don’t need to rest.

  Fan Tangtang lay in the middle of the Fan family with his eyes open, his big dark eyes blinking.

  Fan Tangtang never goes out at bedtime, even if he is fun again.

  The elderly zombies and Xiao Song zombies stood sluggishly in a room. They did not talk, but stood sluggishly.

  After dawn, the elderly zombies can go to Fan Tangtang, and the Xiao Song zombies will also be arranged by the Fan family for some work.

  The little blue zombie curled up at the gate as before, staring at the gate sluggishly.

  Zhang Yiming stood in the yard, eating the apples in his hands little by little.

  After eating the apple, he sat on a chair in the yard with a crystal nucleus in his hand.

  In front of him is a blue-and-white bus, close at hand.

  Obviously it is absorbing the appearance of the crystal nucleus, but the energy in the crystal nucleus has not decreased at all.

  The family of Bai did not close their eyes for several days, after hearing that Zhang Yiming could help find Leng Yebai.

The heart that    was holding eased slightly. In order to have more energy to find Leng Yebai tomorrow, the Bai family forced themselves to close their eyes.

  I was also tired for too long. Soon after closing my eyes, the family fell asleep.

   Slender fingers were picking the crystal core little by little, and the cold face became more and more gentle.

  Brainwaves raged throughout the village, and all the zombies were suppressed by this powerful brainwave and dared not move.

  At night, the moon suddenly hid behind dark clouds, and there was a drizzle again.

  Zhang Yiming didn't care about the drizzle, but began to worry about the people sleeping in the bus.

  What is this drizzle for the bus?

  Zhang Yiming was always afraid that the people inside would not sleep well.

  The heart that had been dead for a long time also began to panic.

  Zhang Yiming put the crystal core into his pocket, sighed lightly, went to the room where Leng Yebai was now living, took out a clean sheet, and hopped on the bus.

  Zhang Yiming looked at the bus covered with sheets and felt a little hypocritical. He laughed at himself, but sat in the chair again with peace of mind.

  　 Ask for a recommendation ticket.

  (End of this chapter)