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Chapter 188: End-time Survivors 12


Along the way, because of the smell of blood, An Qing encountered many zombies, and the kitchen knife never stopped.

The Qu family followed An Qing, and after seeing how powerful she was, they all felt that they had support.

Qu Yang's life was very good.

Although one hand was missing, the bleeding still stopped.

He looked at An Qing in front of him with a gloomy face and complicated eyes.

"Son, this damn girl is so powerful now.

You should mess with her less in the future.

If you have her, we can have food, survive, and save your sister."

Qu's mother looked at her son with a frustrated look on his face.

She felt a little distressed, but she didn't dare to offend An Qing, so she could only persuade Qu Yang.

"But my hand, my hand."

Speaking of this, Qu Yang felt full of grievances.

"Son, please wake up.

We are all ordinary people and don't even have a backer.

From now on, we have to rely on that girl.

If we find a backer, dad will definitely not let your hand be broken in vain."

Qu's father was deeply moved.

He glanced at Qu Yang and said seriously.

"Backer, where can I find a backer?"

Qu Yang felt uncomfortable in his heart.

He felt that his parents had drawn a big cake for him, and he was very dissatisfied, with obvious sarcasm in his tone.

"Silly son, you have forgotten that someone took a fancy to your sister before.

If he hadn't left in a hurry, he could have taken us with him.

As long as we find him, we will have a backer and worry about not being able to get revenge."

Qu's father filmed He patted Qu Yang on the shoulder and affirmed with his eyes.

Qu Yang seemed to remember the person Qu's father was talking about, and nodded slightly.

Qu Yi kept listening to them, saying nothing, but his eyes were full of coldness.

An Qing was not interested in the thoughts of the Qu family at all, but she was a little tired from fighting all the way.

When she saw that the surroundings were quiet and there were no zombies, she opened the door of a house on the roadside and prepared to take a rest.

The house had two floors.

There was a bloodstain downstairs and several mutilated corpses blocking the door.

An Qing kicked the corpses away and slowly opened the door.

The faint fragrance of flowers hit her, making An Qing dizzy.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but she only saw thick branches and vines coming towards her.

She fell and rolled up, but it only took an instant.

It turned out to be a mutated plant.

An Qing remembered the content of the plot and sighed silently.

He was even ready to use the death certificate to do it again.

"Xiaolan, are you naughty again?"

A male voice with a slightly hoarse voice reached An Qing's ears along with the sound of footsteps.

The wide and terrifying branches and leaves shrank quickly.

An Qing sat up and saw a man walking towards the tree against the light, holding a pot of beautiful orchids in his hand.

"I'm sorry, it was Xiaolan who scared you, right?"

The man squatted in front of An Qing, looking at An Qing with a light smile and deep black eyes, his flaxen hair swaying in the wind.

"No, I'm not injured."

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An Qing glanced at the orchid in the man's hand, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the shock in his heart.

Someone can actually control mutant plants that have no intelligence at all.

An Qing's heart kept screaming, and a certain system appeared at the right time, leaving only one sentence: "There is a bug in this mission, and the system energy is insufficient.

Will go into hibernation" message will disappear.

An Qing looked at the handsome man in front of him and said silently: This is the legendary bug.

"Want to come up and take a rest?"

An Qing looked at the man's outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand.

At this time, the sound of opening the door came again.

The orchid grew rapidly, and the delicate fragrance of the petals rushed downstairs with an intoxicating aroma, but this time the man did not open his mouth to stop the orchid. tgt ttrgt: