Chapter 213: Doomsday Light 8.29

Fresh air, clean colors, and people's hearts.
People who have experienced the end of the world can almost be called heaven.
Buttering butterflies, open flowers, green trees.
There is no fight, no danger, no need to be nervous at all times, not to worry about life.
"A beautiful place." Ling Chen stood behind him and sighed.
Under the uncontrollable front of the foot, slowly step into the beautiful flowers and plants.
Looking for eyes flashed, what is the place here.
At first, she thought it was a fantasy. It could be tried for a long time. Using the high-tech scanner purchased by the mall, after scanning, she had to let her admit that this is a real place.
But at the end of the world, how could there be such a common sense?
Changle Village, Changle Village, is it related to the long-lived people in this village?
Ye Mingzhen took the search for the hand and walked toward the direction that constantly attracted himself.
As long as it is not a person with a bad heart, there is no harm.
He believes that Ling Chen and Song Zikai are not very worried.
As for why he knows, he can't say it, just think of it, there is this consciousness in his mind.
The power that is so unknown does not make him alert, but he feels familiar.
"Ming, you go, I will wait for you here, remember to come back."
Looking for the hand of Ye Mingzhen, standing by the clear and green lake, seriously said.
They have been with so many years, how can they not know what her husband is tangled.
What's more, she also knows that the fluctuation of energy comes from this small lake.
The things inside must be very useful to her husband, she naturally will not let her husband let such a good thing.
"This belt." Put the two detoxification agents in the backpack into the hands of the husband.
"You can solve the zombie virus, but only for the scratch, if it is serious, you must hurry up."
"Husband, don't forget that I am waiting for you here."
Looking for the hand to hold Ye Ming's hand, she was not afraid of anything, only worried that her husband would suffer some bad things.
In the end I want to leave her, this is the most unbearable.
Ye Mingxi put the pharmacy into the space and gently hugged the hunter into his arms.
"Wait for me." Devoted to a kiss on her forehead, turned and jumped into the lake.
Look for a double sofa from the space, a small table, and a snack.
She is going to fight here for a long time, listening to the sounds around her, but fortunately, the two did not disappear.
Then take out three hammocks from the space, two sleeping bags, and there are many trees next to them.
The sofa was also ready for them, and they took out the tablet and started playing the game.
"Wow, you really know how to enjoy it."
Ling Chen’s eyes rushed up, and he unknowingly ate what was placed on the table.
Sitting on a soft sofa, I don’t want to be too good.
Song Zikai was more reserved, but he did not grieve himself. The three-seat sofa was enough for him to lie down.
"Ming Ming may take a while, let's wait here."
"As for those people..." Consider it, "Ignore it."
Anyway, if they dare to have any misconduct, she will definitely kill and die.
Song Ziqian and Ling Chen have no opinions, the environment here is good, for the time being, do not care about those intrigues.
You don't have to rush to survive, take a break and adjust your mind.
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When Ye Mingqi just jumped out of the lake, he felt an increasingly strong call, and the surrounding water waves were conscious.
There is no obstacle or flow in the place where he has passed.
I thought I would use my abilities to breathe, but I found myself able to breathe freely in the water.
There is still some excitement in the body, and it is like a fish.
Inexplicably let him not hate, but deep meditation.
The more you swim to the bottom of the water, the brighter the light is, and you don't get along with the conventional phenomenon.
He knew that the thing that attracted him was not far away.
Bypassing the layers of water, suddenly the golden light appeared, and he had to close his eyes and stop.
When I was almost adapted, Ye Mingzhen put it down and printed it, which made his face suddenly change.
What is that, a beautiful statue, beautiful, so that he does not have to doubt the authenticity of that face.
Because that is clearly his own nephew, why is there a statue of a child in this lake.
Still a portrait of a peaceful sleep, on her body, wrapped around a golden dragon.
He couldn't tell his feelings. He obviously was unhappy with the dragon. How could he hang around his nephew?
But the faint one seems to have a voice to say, that is him, that is him.
I laughed in my heart, how could he be a dragon, but at the moment, there were so many pictures.
Fast and real, he can't catch anything.
"My inheritor, you are finally here."
The sound of hoarseness and humility to the vicissitudes of life sounded in Ye Ming’s ear.
Let him suddenly put aside the head that is still faint, and fight to cope with this sudden emergence of 'people.'
"Who are you, come out." Vigilantly looking around, nothing.
"I am here, in your mind."
"For tens of thousands of years, I thought I couldn't wait."
Ye Mingxi did not have the heart to pay attention to the inexplicable words of the man. He only felt that his brain was like a pin-up.
The expression on his face was stiff and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Don't resist, it can give you more power and be able to grab her power."
"With this power, you can protect her well and be sure to protect her."
The voice sighed and the words were a little distant.
It seems that after experiencing the changes of the earth, everything has been reincarnation, and that kind of seeing through everything, in the end, can not let alone the attachment.
"Yes, I want to protect my nephew, not let her hurt, I want strength, give me strength."
Ye Mingzhen's eyes are completely blushing, slowly turning into gold, and the face flashes like golden scales.
In the golden storm, no one saw that his shadow had turned into a dragon.
A grand baptism, let Ye Mingzhen all the cells are screaming and still need.
All the minds are immersed in the robbing of the power, and it is necessary to firmly grasp it into its own.
The golden dragon on the statue opened his eyes at this moment and looked at the place where Ye Mingzhen was.
Looking towards the farther lake, I seem to want to see the person, tens of thousands of years, is she okay?
She was the best of the year, even if she was killed, he also believed that she would always think of it and return to her place.
I took a deep look and remembered, and closed my eyes.
He should also sleep, and by the time the ban is broken, all the grievances should end.