Love your pet egg

"That's Colonel Lin!"

He Shuyan saw the tallest one among the zombies at a glance, and hurriedly reminded him of his birth. The red light sent them directly to Senior Colonel Lin. When Han Zheng landed, he raised his gun, his fingers trembling.

However, he only struggled for a moment, the trigger was pulled, and the zombie fell to the ground.

Han Zheng squatted down, groped in the pocket of the zombie's clothes for a while, and found a magnetic card. He stood up and saluted silently.

Song Yang and Shuyan killed the last few zombies and also came over to salute, with tears in their eyes at the same time.

Eleven stood beside them, looking at this and then at that.

"Come here, Man Man," Han Zheng said hoarsely, "Come and salute!"

Eleven is unknown, so he obediently saluted, Han Zheng said in a low voice:

"I am an orphan. Colonel Lin is like my elder. He brought me into the seal, and we... sent him off."

Colonel Lin brought Han Zheng into the army and trained him along the way. Yu Han Zheng was also a teacher and a father.

Han Zheng took Eleven's hand. Eleven understood Han Zheng's meaning. A cluster of small flames from his intertwined fingertips floated into Colonel Lin's eyebrows, and when they touched the fire with the other zombies, they died. Unlike the burning soot that instantly turned black, Colonel Lin disappeared bit by bit as if he had been blurred. After the entire body disappeared, a pinch of white powder was left on the ground.

Eleven took out a small dark green bottle and waved his arms lightly. The powder floated into the bottle, and he handed the bottle to Han Zheng.

Han Zheng's eyes were a little red, he clenched the jade bottle in his hand, and said in a low voice:

"Uncle Lin, this is Man Man."

My steamed buns.

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After getting the most difficult magnetic card, several people ran non-stop to Area C. The more they went to the confidential area inside, the fewer zombies. In the end, there were only a few zombies in white coats dangling around. Turn them into ashes in one breath.

The corridor was empty, and several people put down their steps to adjust their breathing. Han Zheng pulled Eleven and asked softly, "Are you tired?"

Eleven shook his head. In fact, he was a little tired, but he was also very excited to play. He stuffed his hand into Han Zheng's palm: "Brother who is not tired, if I can't hold on anymore, my hands will be cold!"

Han Zheng tightly clenched his palm like a small stove in his palm, and lightly stroked Eleven's tiger's mouth with his fingertips. At this moment, he could not allow him to be held back by the soreness in his heart. He led Eleven and continued to walk quickly. .

Suddenly there was a shriek in front of him, it seemed human but not human, except for Eleven, the expressions of the others were all terrified.

Another scream came, but this time the sound was very close, as if it exploded right next to the ears. Han Zheng, Song Yang and Shuyan raised their guns to guard at the same time. In the next second, several people couldn't help but find that the vivid sound was actually I learned it on eleventh.

"Naughty."

Han Zheng pampered Eleven's face. At this moment, countless chaotic footsteps suddenly sounded from all directions, from far to near, echoing in the empty corridor.

The expressions of several people changed at the same time:

"Why are there so many zombies?"

"It may be that some outward passage has been opened inside, don't talk so much, act!"

Eleven said "Ah": "That's mother's stiffness!"

Several people looked forward along Eleven's fingers, and one of the group of zombies blinked especially. The other party was wrapped in thick bandages, like a mummy, and it really was the initial infected body of the virus that had been cut countless times.

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

Han Zheng's machine/gun was loaded, no more nonsense, and the shuttle flew over, and a row of zombies fell down continuously like dominoes being pushed down.

clap clap-

boom! boom! boom!

boom!

The sound of all kinds of light and heavy machines/guns shooting is endless, and the crackling is deafening. Eleven had a good time scanning the corridor before, and soon ran out of bullets. It was too late to do it now. He rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea. And a secret weapon!

Eleven took out the broken/armor/bombs that had been confiscated from the Elang ring!

A little boy can blow off the head of a zombie. Such a big thing should be able to blow the head of many zombies. Eleven is not very good at counting, so I can only calculate silently based on the volume observed by the eyes.

Han Zheng suddenly flashed a silvery-white streak in his peripheral vision. When he looked intently, he saw a big smooth and round guy in Eleven's arms. His first reaction was that it was a good thing there was no fire/arrow/barrel, otherwise the whole long It is estimated that the gallery will be blown up, and all of them will have to be buried alive...

Poor Han Zheng hasn't seen that particularly famous movie, and he doesn't know that there is a very suitable line that fits the current situation-"Who, say, no, gun, head, just, poke, no, die, people !"

For eleven, who, say, no, fire, arrow, barrel, just, explode, no, out, break, armor, bomb!

In front of the army of thousands of faceless zombies, the exquisite and beautiful young man was eager to try and beamed with joy. He held the armor-piercing/bomb in one hand, and took out a real Taiyi Thunderbolt Talisman with the other hand, and ignited it with the real fire of the sun. The talisman "Paji" burning with golden flames was attached to the armor-piercing/bullet's buttocks. Han Zheng could only see the flames rushing towards the zombie camp roaring in the air—

"boom!"

In an instant, everyone felt that the entire ceiling collapsed, countless light tubes shattered, bricks and waste rocks poured down like a torrential rain, and steel and iron pipes burst open one after another, like snakes with disembowelled snakes circling in the air. The top of the head kept shaking with the violent vibration of the whole ground.

After the loud noise, there was silence everywhere, only the strong smell of gunpowder/smoke that made people unable to breathe reminded everyone that all the previous high-intensity battles were not just a dream.

Han Zheng spat out a mouthful of ash that he had swallowed in his mouth, twisted his stiff neck, and made a crisp crackling sound:

"My day..."

"Cough cough, cough cough—" Song Yang made the sound, his breath was like a gossamer, "Is there an earthquake...Captain, the initial infected body..."

Han Zheng staggered up while leaning on the hot, smoking muzzle of the gun, shaking his head: "We are not dead, the infected bodies are definitely fine, there are eleven... Shuyan, are you okay?"

"Here," Shuyan pushed away a broken steel bar on her body, got up and moved her hands and feet, and said in surprise, "It's nothing at all, I've never been so fatal!"

"Of course!" Eleven's laughing voice sounded, "I put protective barriers on all of you, well, that bitch has it too!"

Eleven fingers pointed forward, and sure enough, Han Zheng saw the tall figure standing upright in the dark green night vision device.

Song Yang and Shu Yan burst into tears, even with the enchantment, we were treated badly. This is really hurting the enemy a thousand times and hurting ourselves eight hundred times.

"This is the mother zombie." Eleven carefully looked at the zombie wrapped like a mummy in front of him, and looked up and down curiously. Han Zheng and the others were still dizzy from the aftermath of the armor-piercing bomb, but they were shocked to see that Eleven actually Reach out to pull the bandage of the zombie.

"Manman! Don't touch it!" Han Zheng hurried over, but Eleven had already pulled off one end of the bandage, wrapping it around his wrist.

After such a short period of time, most of the bandages on the zombie's face were torn off. The moment Han Zheng approached, it suddenly sprang up and rushed towards Han Zheng. Its sharp yellow teeth pointed at Han Zheng's neck and bit it. Han Zheng Turning his head subconsciously, he stuck the zombie's mouth backward with one hand.

Eleven grabbed the hair at the back of the zombie's head violently. The zombie who was about the same height as Han Zheng was pulled half short by him, and his stiff body bowed at a strange angle. In the mouth, one forcefully broke off the protruding teeth of the zombie.

"Bad thing! Dare to bully my brother and break your teeth!"

Eleven slapped a talisman hard on the zombie's forehead.

Han Zheng has been in the army for ten years, from soldier king to school officer, he has always been a pioneer and protector, but after the [-]th year, he is always protected by this kid. He is fresh and funny, and at the same time very touching and useful.

A few people wrapped the zombie mother's body tightly with film, and temporarily stored it in Eleven's Elang ring.

After a day and night of fierce fighting, the task was finally completed. Han Zheng took Shi Yi to search several large import supermarkets in Kyoto, and found a lot of good things.

The group returned to the school by the same route. Han Zheng contacted the Beihai headquarters through the new frequency band. The headquarters was dispatching a plane to pick up the survivors. He handed over everything and went to the playground to find the children.

Eleven and Song Yang are sitting on the roof of the armored car, and Song Yang is teaching the children to play Plants vs. Zombies with a PDA:

"Hey, hey, this swimming pool needs to be filled with lotus leaves first, and then timoth..."

"I'm going to use a watermelon pitcher!"

"Watermelon consumes too much sunlight, and you are still old enough to use iced watermelon...Listen to me, put timoth...well, if you like watermelon, go for watermelon...you see you have no sunshine...ahhhhhhh You're dead... your brains were eaten by zombies!"

"No zombie dares to eat my brain!" Eleven giggled, "Come again!"

"I won't play with you anymore," Song Yang said deliberately, "You always don't listen to me, this game is for a kid with tactics, you are a bit stupid!"

Eleven pursed his mouth, and Song Yang quickly raised his hands:

"Well, let me play with you, don't burn my ass anymore, I said you little eleven, why don't you pester your father Han..."

"Get out!" Han Zheng's voice came in a deep voice, "Teach him to talk and be careful with your skin!"

"Boss!" Song Yang shrank his neck suddenly, and said with a dry smile, "How is the mother stiff?"

"Eleventh's method is very effective. Gu Wei'an said that a vaccine should be developed soon. The headquarters has sent a plane over, and it will take about three hours."

Song Yang was very excited: "Little Eleven, Givemefive!"

Eleven happily clapped palms with him.

Song Yang wanted to pinch Eleven's face: "Little Huo, you are our savior, you are awesome!"

Eleven covered his face, hehe smiled and refused to pinch him.

Han Zheng jumped onto the armored vehicle and sat down next to Eleven. He had a cigarette from Chen Fang between his ears. Eleven curiously reached out to touch it. His warm fingertips touched Han Zheng's earbone, making him smile slightly. trembling.

"You can't eat this." Han Zheng took down the cigarette and threw it to Song Yang, who quickly ran away.

Han Zheng held Eleven's hand in his palm, and grabbed the other hand in the void, and a box of chocolates appeared between his five fingers. The child's eyes lit up instantly, and he went to reach for the chocolates.

"I'll eat it for you if it sounds nice." Han Zheng raised his arm to tease him, the corners of his eyes were slightly twitched, full of flair.

It's a pity that the child couldn't receive the provocative signals deliberately sent out by the man, so he just swallowed and stared at the chocolate, and shouted dryly: "Brother!"

Han Zheng shook his head and smiled wickedly: "It's not good enough."

Eleven tilted his head and thought for a while, blissfully saying, "Dad!"

Han Zheng almost fell off the armored vehicle, he tapped the child's forehead with his fingers:

"Don't listen to Song Yang's nonsense!"

"Then what's my name?" Eleven stared at the chocolate, his bright black eyes rolled up and down with Han Zheng's hands, his lips were pursed and pursed, obviously very greedy, he hugged Han Zheng's arm, and said softly , "Brother is the best, Man Man really likes you!"

The young man's voice was soft and brittle, and it was too lethal. Sude Han Zheng immediately surrendered. He opened the package, took out a piece of chocolate with truffles, and bit it with eleven mouthfuls. The tip of his small tongue brushed against Han Zheng's index finger, like There is a small hook gently scratching the man's heart.

Han Zheng tilted his face slightly, looking at Eleven, who was like a little hamster, eating chocolates one by one with his mouth puffed out. He nodded while eating, looking very appreciative and satisfied. Peeled peaches look much more delicious and attractive than that chocolate.

Eating something can make him scratch his heart, it's a small scourge.

Han Zheng rolled his eyes lightly, but the curve of the corner of his mouth couldn't be pressed down.

Eleven clicked back and forth in the chocolate, muttering:

"Strawberry, hazelnut, cappuccino, crispy almond..."

A look of narrowness flashed in Han Zheng's eyes, and he leaned over: "Give me one!"

Eleven was stunned for a while, first he subconsciously moved the whole box of chocolates into his arms, and then he thought that this is his brother, even if the tastes of the twelve pieces are different, if his brother eats them, he will lose less One, but you have to share it with your brother!

He was very ashamed, and it was very difficult to choose among the remaining ten or so chocolates. Finally, the child gritted his teeth, and almost in pain, picked out a raspberry-flavored chocolate and fed it to Han Zheng.

Han Zheng looked at Eleven without blinking, and gently opened his mouth to bite the chocolate. Sure enough, when he saw the child pouted in aggrieved manner, Han Zheng could see the silent lips muttering raspberry, raspberry, raspberry! ...

The young man's fine and slender eyelashes fluttered at the same frequency as his lips moved, like a soft brush brushing all Han Zheng's blood vessels into agitation.

Han Zheng's throat started to itch, his throat rolled, and the thick dark color from the bottom of his eyes soaked up inch by inch. He suddenly held the back of Eleven's head with one hand, and covered his lips with chocolate.

Eleven's eyes widened suddenly.

Han Zheng pushed the chocolate with the tip of his tongue, and the chocolate truffles melted in his mouth, and the rich sweetness instantly spread between the lips and teeth of the two of them.

The delicate and mellow taste, the silky smooth touch, Han Zheng couldn't tell whether it was the sweet chocolate or the soft and beautiful boy that made his brain boil like a paste.

At first, he just looked at Eleven closely, until he saw the child dazed and closed his eyes, and his eyelashes, which were as long as butterfly wings, trembled slightly as if under the rain. Obedience and softness fueled the evil desire in the heart, making this shallow kiss delicate and long, deep and pathetic.

Eleven felt that his mind was filled with fireworks, colorful and colorful, and the impact of this kiss was too great, as if the real fire of the sun in his body was rumbling straight into his forehead, as if the next moment You can't restrain your hair out.

The flames burned him limp and dizzy from head to toe, and his internal organs seemed to be steamed into a puddle of soft water, making him unable to stand still.

He felt that Han Zheng was going to kiss him back in his egg.

The breath is full of Han Zheng's smell, overwhelming, masculine, gentle and tender, the chest pressed by the little hand is firm, and the beating heart inside is out of order. Shi Shi suddenly hooked Han Zheng's head lower, The distance between the two of them instantly became closer.

This kind of jerky and clumsy response made Han Zheng's breathing disordered. He backed away, panted slightly against Eleven's forehead, and stroked the young man's rosy and tender lips with his thumb.

Under the moonlight, the depths of the man's eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​ink, his voice was extremely low and hoarse, forbearing and presumptuous:

"Manman, my dear baby..."

Hearing Han Zheng's murmur, Eleven felt that he should respond. He patted Han Zheng's back awkwardly, and said softly:

"Brother, my dear... my dear..."

Han Zheng raised his eyes and looked at his boy expectantly: "My dear, what?"

"Honey..." Eleven struggled to find a way to roll his eyes.

"Huh? What?"

"Dear... Dad!"

"..."

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Three hours later, the helicopter sent by the Beihai base arrived at the campus. Han Zheng organized all the survivors in batches on the roof of the tallest building in the university town. There were too many people, and the entire transfer process was expected to take three days.

Han Zheng was so busy that his feet didn't get dusty. Occasionally, he went to the armored car to take a look at Eleven when he was free. Eleven used up a lot of spiritual power during the trip to Kyoto, and he would recover faster when he returned to the egg. Han Zheng locked the door of the armored car. up, and let no one in but him.

He made a glass of milk, watched the water level drop slowly, and waited until the eleventh was finished, and then refilled another glass until the water level stopped moving.

Being able to eat and sleep means that the little guy is healthy. Han Zheng kissed the eggshell, and smiled again. He took out a necklace-shaped thing from his trouser pocket and wrapped it around the eggshell a few times. Carefully wrapped the egg back into the blanket and put it on the chair before getting out of the car and running to the roof of the building.

Han Zheng didn't know that just as he left, the car behind him was bright red. Eleven was sitting in the passenger seat, holding the Lishan Kunlun Mirror in his left hand and a chain in his right.

The chain is made of silver-white alloy, and the pendant is a small, copper-made spring head.

There was a bright red heart on the shell, and Eleven held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time. Recently, he always saw Han Zheng grinding on the shell with a file whenever he was free. It turned out that it was to make this heart. The shape, the shell is hollow and stuffed with a piece of red silk cloth, which is the red heart in front of you.

Eleven liked this gift very much. He put the chain around his neck and looked at the Kunlun Mirror in Lishan Mountain.

The dazzling red glaze has now been completely lit up, and the voice of the little master Lu Jiu is clearly coming from inside:

"Manman, when you hear my voice, the Kunlun Mirror in Lishan Mountain should light up the first piece of blue sea colored glaze. When the colored glaze lights up, you should already be in love with the Kunlun Mirror, so I can tell you these words, you Don't be afraid, this is just a catastrophe that you and the Kunlun mirror..."

In fact, Eleven himself had already guessed the whole story, but Lu Jiu also provided more detailed information, "You are his calamity, and he is also your calamity. If it fails, it will be borne by Kunlun Mirror...

Every time you go to a world, you will meet a Kunlun mirror soul. Only when the two of you share your heart can you light up the glass, and then you can enter the next world. When all nine pieces of blue sea glass are lit, the Kunlun mirror can take you anywhere. Time and space, all mirrors and souls merge into one, and the Kunlun God King can be born.

There are all kinds of things in the world, and all living beings have all kinds of appearances. I hope you will be safe in this world and come back safely with the Kunlun Mirror from Mount Li..."

"Little master, I already know." Eleven murmured holding the Kunlun mirror, "I will find all the mirror souls as soon as possible, and bring my brother back..."

Before the words were finished, thousands of purple golden lights shot out from the Kunlun mirror, rushed out of the armored vehicle, and almost illuminated the entire sky.

The purple light almost alarmed everyone. Everyone looked over in confusion. Han Zheng, who was organizing the transfer of the next group of survivors, suddenly felt a pain in his chest. When he realized something, he ran towards the armored vehicle.

Han Zheng's heart was burned like boiling magma by the place where Eleven kept the phoenix tail feathers. However, he didn't bother to check, but ran with all his strength. The wind whistled in his ears, and Han Zheng's heart called out louder , Man Man, Man Man...

He stopped suddenly.

Beside the armored vehicle, the moon was shining all over the place. The boy in red had his hands behind his back, his right leg was standing upright, his left leg was wrapped around his right leg, and his toes were pointing to the ground. With a smile, he said softly:

"Brother, Manman is here!"

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The zombie world is over here, and the third world will open tomorrow, pure natural scum!

I feel a little bit reluctant to part with Father Han, hey...

Thanks to Little Angel Mountain for the nutrient solution presented by Fusu.

Comments cannot be made public now, everyone 484 is very lonely, anyway, Xiaomo opens the bare comment area every day, and has to doubt the lonely life of this code word...

The weather is getting colder, little angels remember to keep warm, I hope everyone is healthy and happy every day, let's see you in the next world!