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Chapter 162 The Little Poor Fleeing Famine in the End Times 44

Although Xiaojiao's words were not sincere, Ye Nansheng wanted to tease her.

But the pitiful appearance is really heartbreaking.

Ye Nansheng stretched out his fingers to catch the tears on his eyelids and did not answer her directly.

He just said: "If you don't want to be left behind, you have to follow closely."

Hearing this, Gu Ruojiao immediately put down his sleeves and held his arm tightly instead.

"I will."

This little gesture pleased Ye Nansheng.

He glanced at the softness against his arm.

Thinking of the arc it swayed when it bloomed in the palm of your hand.

Ye Nansheng's eyes dimmed slightly and he slowly looked away.

In the streets downstairs, zombies are scattered and wandering.

But it seems to be gradually increasing, and heading in the same direction.

Ye Nansheng scanned it and frowned slightly.

"You wait for me here, don't go down, you know?"

Gu Ruojiao didn't know why his expression suddenly became serious, so she obediently waited where she was.

Ye Nansheng also closed the rooftop door before going down.

After a while, I heard the roars of many zombies coming from the corridor.

Gu Ruojiao couldn't help but frown.

"It's strange, there aren't many zombies here."

She walked to the rooftop and stuck her head out to look downstairs, and found that there were indeed many zombies gathering here.

"Could it be that zombies can still come smelling human scent?!"

This is too ridiculous.

At this moment, Gu Ruojiao once again saw a zombie among the zombies raising its head and looking towards her.

At that moment, Gu Ruojiao had the illusion that she was being spied on.

Her heart skipped a beat, her body quickly leaned back, and the weird feeling disappeared again.

"Have the zombies also mutated?"

This is not surprising.

People will still change in order to adapt to survival, and viruses are much more adaptable than humans.

In order to survive, the virus itself has mutated genes.

But Gu Ruojiao clearly remembers that zombies don't mutate that fast. Is there something wrong?

Ye Nansheng came back ten minutes later.

He was covered in blood again, which was very rare for Ye Nansheng.

Because with his current strength, he can completely prevent the dirty blood from touching him.

Gu Ruojiao suddenly remembered that time Ye Nansheng went out suddenly and came back covered in blood just like today.

With his ability, what kind of person or thing makes him unable to even care about mysophobia...

Gu Ruojiao was thinking about running towards Ye Nansheng.

"Ye Nansheng!" She looked worried, "Are you injured?"

"Not my blood."

But Gu Ruojiao was still worried, so she started to check, but was stopped by Ye Nansheng.

"dirty."

"But……"

"I'll check you when I get back."

After talking about this, Gu Ruojiao didn't pull off his clothes.

I just worried and asked him to promise: "You must check it with me."

Ye Nansheng gave her a meaningful look: "I'm afraid you'll regret not checking up."

"I don't know how!" Gu Ruojiao wrinkled her nose unhappily, "I'm really worried about you."

The two of them were obviously not talking about the same thing, but Ye Nansheng didn't care if she misunderstood.

He curled his lips slightly: "This is what you said."

Gu Ruojiao stupidly fell into his trap: "Yes, that's what I said!"

Her little face bulged in disdain, with an expression of "Don't underestimate me."

A wicked smile flashed in Ye Nansheng's eyes.

Then Ye Nansheng took her downstairs, passing zombies and blood splattering everywhere.

The smell is really not that good.

Even though she had been here for a while, she still couldn't get used to this scene.


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