Is he really that serious? Does he value his commitment so much?

Some people just make a promise and then blow it off in the blink of an eye, but Qing Ming is not like that. He always pays attention to his words and deeds, as well as the promises he makes.

My mind is very confused, and I don’t know what’s going on with my grandmother now, and those zombies, these zombies that kill people and suck human blood.

I fell silent, put down the water glass, continued to lie down, and tapped his head: "I'm going to eat, prepare a sumptuous lunch for us."

Qing Ming suddenly jumped up, turned his head, and snorted coldly: "You haven't eaten for two days. You can only drink porridge at first. Don't think about those things."

I sighed and ignored Qing Ming.

Now I am really hungry, very hungry. I wish I could eat a cow. Not to mention that people who have just recovered from a serious illness cannot eat and drink a lot. Even if you haven't eaten for a few days, eating a lot of food at once will hurt your stomach.

Can't.

During the two days when I was in coma, Qing Ming had been taking care of me. My mother also called me on the way, but Qing Ming answered the phone. My mother felt relieved that Qing Ming never called me again.

On the way, Qing Ming kept asking me to drink that weird Chinese medicine. On the fifth day, I was able to get out of bed and move around. The weather at this time was particularly cold, and it was deserted outside the window. There was not even a resident. I suddenly wondered, could it be

Didn't those five disciples from the magic world deal with the escaped zombies?

"Now the magic world has contacted the government departments in the human world. This county has been sealed by several giants in the magic world. The seal will not be lifted until these zombies are completely eliminated. Don't worry, I have prepared food reserves.

, enough for us to eat for a month."

Qing Ming walked out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of porridge and put it next to me. I took a look at it and thought it was delicious. How come Qing Ming knew how to do everything and was good at everything. I finished the porridge and took Qing Ming's porridge.

Ming wiped his mouth with the tissue handed over and said in a much happier mood.

"Is my grandma missing?"

"Yes, Emei Qingxin Temple has sent several second-generation disciples here. Now your grandma is safe, but she is also recovering from her injuries, and I have also contacted her. You will stay at home alone today. I am going to go now.

Pick someone up."

Qing Ming put on her coat, took a sip of hot tea, and spoke casually.

"Do I know that person? If I know him, I will definitely go."

I was stunned for a moment and then spoke.

"You haven't fully recovered yet, so it's not convenient for you to go."

Qing Ming frowned and was about to go out. At this time, my cell phone rang. I picked up the phone and saw that it was a call from Cheng Susu. When I answered it, there was some quarrel over there.

"Hey, is it Qing Ming? Is Wu Chang's injury healed? Have you woken up? I'm outside the county town now, but someone here stopped me and refused to let me in. Come out quickly."

Cheng Susu's voice was a little anxious, and at the same time, she was still noisy with the people over there.

"I'm Wu Chang. I'm not hurt at all. I've woken up in the past few days and Qing Ming is holding the phone. Why are you here? It's very dangerous here. Don't come in!"

I frowned and said.

"I heard from Qingming that your internal organs were severely injured and you are unconscious. I am proficient in pharmacology and good at conditioning. I have prepared some Chinese herbal medicine and rushed over. I am already here. Why are you driving me away again? Don't you think I am a friend?

I won’t just sit back and ignore others, not to mention you are my friend.”

The noise on the other end of the phone was much quieter, and Cheng Susu's voice was a little sulky. She seemed a little angry. I calmed her down, put down the bowl, picked up my small bag and the Seven Star Soul Suppressing Sword and went out. Qing Susu

Ming followed me with a gloomy face and said nothing.

If he still talks now, I have to give him a good look. Cheng Susu is my good friend, and he actually let her come to such a dangerous place. Although Qing Ming's intention is good, how can Susu, a weak woman, do it?

How to deal with these walking zombies? What's more, she is not a member of the magic world. Although the Twelve Golden Needles are powerful, the walking zombies are neither human nor ghosts.

Because the county has been under martial law, there are no buses or taxis on the roads. Now everyone alive in the county is hiding at home and staying behind closed doors. It is like a dead city. At this time, I actually thought of the biological crisis.

These four words come.

It is said that these walking zombies have begun to mutate and are no longer afraid of sunlight and ultraviolet rays, but their movements are much slower than ordinary people. However, these are not something ordinary people can handle, because as long as the corpse energy in the bodies of these walking zombies

It has not disappeared. Even if you chop off all its limbs, it will still bite you very ferociously. Who is willing to take this risk?

"Impermanence, actually I wanted to tell you earlier, but when you were unconscious, she happened to call again, so I told her about your situation, and I followed her method to prepare traditional Chinese medicine.

You are getting better gradually. She said that using the twelve golden needle techniques will have better results, so I will..."

Qing Ming couldn't help but ran to me, put his hands in his trouser pockets, lowered his head, and said lightly.

"I don't really blame you."

I glanced at Qing Ming, whose brows were deeply furrowed, and shrugged, feeling a little reluctant to speak.

"As long as it's not weird, wait, be careful!"

Just when a street was turning, Qing Ming suddenly pushed me away. I stumbled to the side and found a cyan walking corpse standing where I was. His eyes were a little rotten, and he was a little...

When he was at a loss, Qing Ming directly hit the walking corpse on the back of the head with his palm. With a pop, the walking corpse's head was easily knocked away by Qing Ming and rolled to the side. The walking corpse's head was moved.

He fell to the ground immediately.

I stared at Qing Ming in shock, wondering how strong his power must be. The power of a walking corpse is several times greater than that of a normal person. The last time I was in the corridor of the hospital, I was trapped by that walking corpse.

That strength is comparable to that of a cow.

"Two donors, help!"

A scream like a slaughtering pig came from in front of me. When I looked up, my heart almost jumped out of my chest.

At first glance, the street ahead was filled with densely packed walking corpses, at least hundreds of them. Although the speed of the walking corpses was greatly reduced during the day, it was equivalent to the speed of an ordinary middle-aged man. In this group of walking corpses,

In front of the chase, there was an extremely fat man. This fat man was actually wearing a monk's robe, but his hair was short. There was a cloth bag with Buddhist characters hanging on his waist. The fat man was sweating like rain, and his chin trembled as he ran.

With a shudder, even though the fat man looked bulky, he easily dodged the walking corpses coming from behind. His movements were very skillful, and he would occasionally grab a handful of glutinous rice from the bag and scatter it behind him.

"Walk!"

Qing Ming's face darkened, and without me saying anything, he grabbed me and ran to the other side.

"What's going on? Is this a walking zombie rampage?"

As I ran, I glanced behind me and spoke with a heavy breath.
Chapter completed!