The Small Universe of the Apocalypse - Reading Volume 8
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The Little Universe of the End of the World Author: Peach Blossom for Wine 13
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The wandering warbler who came forward to solicit customers, Ye Qingrang lived in a messy place to save money, and He Chengshuang felt angry every day when he saw those enchanting women doing business wandering around. .
Ye Qingrang was no less angry than him, and said with a cold face: "I'm not richer than Mr. He, so of course you don't like the environment here."
He Chengshuang finally made Ye Qingrang change his name to an intimate name a few days ago. , and now I heard him calling Mr. He back, I knew he was angry, so I tried to explain, but my tone was stubborn: "I used to sleep on the streets a lot. In winter, I even fought with other homeless people in order to find a place to shelter from the wind. , what kind of environment have I not seen before? There are too many people from all walks of life here, and I am worried about you."
Ye Qingrang was really surprised. At first, he thought that He Chengshuang's personality had been changed by the apocalypse, and later he thought that He Chengshuang was accustomed to being majestic. But now that I heard what he said, I thought that his life might have experienced an "apocalypse" before the apocalypse, and that was why he was so unhuman, cold and cruel.
Ye Qingrang stopped making sarcastic remarks to him and said softly: "I'm sorry, I don't know anything about your past. It's my fault that you think about me and I still say that." He Chengshuang took the opportunity to put his
arm around Ye Qingrang shouldered, "It's all over. Now you move in with me, and in a few days I can take you hunting in Myanmar." When
Ye Qingrang heard about hunting, he became interested and didn't care about such a close body. He contacted Ye Qingrang and asked, "Hunting? I've never touched a gun. Do you have one?"
He Chengshuang lowered his head to Ye Qingrang's ear, lowered his voice and said, "What kind of gun do you want to touch? I have both."
He Chengshuang compared Ye Qingrang was more than half a head taller, nearly 1.9 meters tall. His voice was originally quite magnetic, but now he deliberately lowered his voice and spoke with a smile. The heat hit Ye Qingrang's fair earlobes, turning them red. .
Ye Qing's face heated up for no reason. He asked nicely, but he didn't want He Chengshuang to tease anyone. He immediately bent his arms and used seven-quarter of his strength to hit He Chengshuang's waist, trying to knock him away. He Chengshuang noticed that he was showing off. At the moment of the attack stance, the body reflexively tensed up, the breath sank in the Dantian, the muscles in the arms and chest bulged slightly, and he gently turned his waist in the direction of Ye Qingrang's attack.
Ye Qingrang's collision only caused He Chengshuang's body to twist a little. He Chengshuang's hand holding Ye Qingrang's hand moved forward. Ye Qingrang was unprepared and fell into He Chengshuang's arms. This time, both of them were stunned. Living.
Ye Qingrang was shocked in his heart. He thought that after practicing the spirit-guiding technique for nearly three months, his body's flexibility, reflexes, speed, and strength had improved by more than one level. Although he felt that He Chengshuang must have some skills. , but also thought that he could make him suffer some losses, but he didn't want to miss the target at all with that move just now. And with He Chengshuang's every move, if he really wanted to deal with him, he could definitely solve it in the blink of an eye.
Now Ye Qingrang can probably understand why so many people in the apocalypse have activated their powers, but He Chengshuang has always been ahead of the vast majority of people. It turns out that it is the result of accumulated efforts over time, how can it be compared to those who became monks halfway!
He Chengshuang's thoughts were not like this. He took advantage of Ye Qingrang's blushing face and pretended to help him. He tightened his hands on Ye Qingrang's flexible waist. He couldn't see clearly the expression on Ye Qingrang's lowered head, but he saw the ruddy face. The thick earlobes make you want to bite them.
He Chengshuang was startled, and he quickly let go of the restraints. He felt that his hands were shaking uncontrollably, but as soon as he let go, he regretted it and wished he could let Ye Qing get closer to the building.
Ye Qingrang came back to his senses, looked at He Chengshuang with a complex expression and sighed: "You are so skilled."
He Chengshuang shook his head: "They are all forced, you don't need to envy, don't learn, it's not interesting."
Ye Qing Rang was almost certain that He Chengshuang had seen blood a long time ago and had a human life in his hands. He didn't want to continue this topic, so he smiled and said: "I'm just a pity. You are much more capable than me. If we hunt together, I will definitely lose." Now."
He Chengshuang changed the luggage in his hands and said, "I won't compete with you about winning or losing. I will help you fight for whatever you like." As soon as he
said this, the atmosphere became inexplicably ambiguous, and Ye Qingrang again Thinking of some of his previous actions, I felt panicked: "Whatever I like, I can beat myself up, what do you want to do!"
The two of them talked and made noise all the way, and then walked away.
The temperature in the dense forest is very low, but in order to move freely, Ye Qingrang cannot wear too heavy clothes. Ye Qingrang hides in the shrubs by the river and circulates the spiritual power in his body. There are many vegetation here and the spiritual energy is rich. For Ye who has the attribute of wood spiritual power, To put it bluntly, it's like a fish entering water, so uncomfortable.
He Chengshuang's mind was not on hunting at all, and he always stared at him. Ye Qingrang was now very sensitive to other people's eyes, but he ignored her several times.
The tips of He Cheng's ears twitched, and he suddenly shrank his body, with a look of vigilance in his eyes, signaling Ye Qingrang to cover up. At this time, Ye Qingrang also heard a slight noise of footsteps. Not long after, a black panther about one meter long came into the sight of the two of them.
He Chengshuang was slightly surprised. There were very few leopards in the jungles in this area. Leopards are extremely dangerous creatures. If they could be encountered on the edge, he would never take Ye Qingrang out alone.
The black panther in front of me obviously didn't appear here by accident. Its steps were disordered. Every time it took a step, it left a blood mark wherever it passed. It looked like all four claws were injured, and its right hind leg was unnaturally bent, making it unsteady. He was running fast, and there seemed to be blood on his face and body, as if he had been whipped, but it was hidden in the black hair. You couldn't tell the specific situation without looking carefully.
He Chengshuang probably understood when he saw it. This was probably a wild leopard that had escaped from the hands of black dealers and had been tortured for a period of time. Its current mental state was extremely poor, otherwise He Chengshuang would not have been able to discover it.
The distance was too close. He Chengshuang took out a dagger and held it in his hand, preparing for a close fight. The black panther was not surprised until he was less than two meters away from the two of them. He immediately squatted down, growled in his mouth, and got into an attack posture, but As soon as it moved like this, its crippled hind legs suddenly became weak, and its body leaned to the side. It struggled to get up, but the wound was affected, and blood kept pouring out.
Ye Qingrang activated the wood spirit power with all his strength and wanted to go forward to check. The black panther roared in warning, but it was completely powerless. Moreover, it felt that there was no murderous intention in Ye Qingrang's body, but there was a weak aura that made it feel close.
Ye Qingrang slowly moved to the side of the black panther and slightly raised one of its hind legs. The tentacles were covered with hot and moist blood with a strong fishy smell. There were ulcers on the claws in many places, with pus and bleeding, and there were whip marks on the body. , buried under the deep fur color, obviously caused by man-made torture.
With the spiritual power of the Luck Wood, he touched the large and small wounds on the Black Panther's body with his hands. He had low spiritual power now and could not heal the wounds. He could only stop the bleeding and deal with it a little.
The black panther clearly felt that the pain in the large and small wounds was greatly reduced as the man in front of him touched it with his hands. The anger in his eyes slowly dissipated, and his black head drooped to the side. It was already exhausted. If it hadn't been struggling for a breath , can't escape that far.
After Ye Qingrang took care of the wound, he took a closer look. Generally, a black panther is all black. Even if there are dark lines, the animal's patterns are a symbol of status. They are often mysterious, beautiful, and very regular. But this black panther has large and small yellow patches on its body, which are extremely unevenly distributed and messy. From a human aesthetic point of view, it is very ugly. The head is
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