Short brown hair, black and blue skull sweatshirt, black casual pants, and half-curved legs.

From the back, it was a young man with a thin figure and a height of over 1.8 meters. He lay quietly there, without any strangeness.

Li Mubai stepped forward and turned the man over. The man's skin was strangely pale, but it did not affect his superb appearance. The sleeping face made people unable to wake him up.

"Aci?" Sanqian didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here. Aci was just a code name, and everyone in the team had a code name. The code name team of Sanqian in the previous life picked up his on his way south. According to Aci, he was separated from the original team members. Before finding his teammate, Aci temporarily joined her team. His powerful realistic and fire-type superpowers played an important role in the team. Although Aci was not talkative, he was slow to react, and had a eccentric and weird personality, Sanqian was still reluctant to leave when Aci left. He was a trustworthy person.

Seeing Sanqian know each other, Li Mubai carried A Ci to bed and lay down. He stood aside and looked curiously at what Sanqian should do.

Sanqian took A Ci's pulse, and Li Tian glanced at the two of them. She didn't remember Sanqian had such a friend? Sanqian had a cold personality and had almost no friends. He just stayed in the dormitory or library every day. He didn't have time to know others, so where did A Ci come from?

It wasn't that I knew each other before, that was after the end of the end of the world. Li Tian realized that Sanqian had memories of several months after the end of the end of the world. She was also curious to look at Sanqian and guess what the relationship between the two was.

After Sanqian turned around, he saw the two people beside the bed raising their heads silly and cutely, and their movements were surprisingly consistent. Sanqian drove them out without saying a word, and ignored them and asked curiously.

A Ci seemed to be fine, but in fact, the spiritual energy in his body was disordered and he rushed around in his body, and his meridians were already fragile. If Sanqian wanted to help him, he needed to help him sort out the spiritual energy that was running around, and he also had to be careful not to damage the meridians that were on the verge of collapse. So Sanqian asked the two to go out.

A Ci's condition was too bad, and his spiritual energy was disordered and mixed with an inexplicable supernatural power. Sanqian didn't know how A Ci survived in the previous life, or perhaps it was the result of her change of influence that made him suffer this disaster.

But no matter what, she would save him because she was a teammate and because she was both a cultivator.

It is very dangerous to input your spiritual energy into another human body. Sanqian hasn't tried it, so he can only explore it by himself.

Half sitting beside the bed, Sanqian held Aci's wrist very thin, his bones were obvious, and his meridians were thin, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of Sanqian.

The spiritual energy cultivated by Wuming's Mantra seems softer than the spiritual energy of A Ci. The spiritual energy ball slowly wrapped around a wisp of spiritual energy, which quickly made the spiritual energy obedient. Just wrap it up like this, wrap it up, wrap it up, and Fushun's spiritual energy. It was unexpectedly smooth and there was no danger.

When Sanqian's spiritual energy led Fushun's spiritual energy back to the dantian, the superpower group consciously floated to the other side of the dantian. The two qi groups each accounted for half and were unrelated. Sanqian woke up and found that his whole body was weak, which was the feeling of exhaustion caused by the exhaustion of spiritual energy.

There was no strength, and the people on the bed had not yet woken up. Sanqian meditated on the side to restore spiritual energy. The spiritual energy in the dantian was slowly replenished, and gradually became less and less. The spiritual energy melted into the dantian, and the light emitted from the entire dantian began to expand, and he actually advanced to the Qi training stage.

When I opened my eyes, it was already dark, and the moonlight fell on the bed through the window. Ah Ci was half lying, looking at Sanqian.

"You know me?" A Ci frowned slightly. He was surprised by the unpreparedness and familiarity in Sanqian's eyes.

Sanqian patted his clothes and stood up, saying, "Well, I have a dream of predicting it. I have seen some things I experienced after the end of the world. You are separated from your companions and stayed in my team for a while. You said your name is Aci, and I will call you like that."

I raised my hand and looked at my watch. It was already past two in the morning. No wonder I was so hungry.

He took out the small pot and alcohol stove from his bag and placed it on the ground. Sanqian turned his head and asked, "Aren't you hungry? Let's eat together."

A Ci thought for a while and nodded, sat on the ground and leaned against the bed, facing Sanqian. Then he watched Sanqian take out a small chopping board, seasonings, noodles, eggs, vegetables and sausages from his backpack.

Can a small bag contain so many things? A Ci took a look and didn't ask, put his hands on his legs.

Three thousand pushes things to A Ci, signaling him to cook. As the wisdom and force in the team, how could she cook like this?

A Ci was dull and silently took the knife and started cooking. He washed vegetables, green onions and other things and put them in plastic wrap, which was very convenient to use.

The green shallots and round garlic are cut into pieces, and the pink sausage is cut into thin slices of the same thickness, neatly sized.

"Tu Tu Tu Tu" the knife collided with the chopping board and a rhythmic sound, and Sanqian sat on one side with his hands on his face.

Sanqian has always thought that cooking is really amazing. She can cut down the zombie heads one by one, but cannot cut the things into normal sizes. And the seasoning temperature, what is the right amount? What are the standards for large fire, medium fire, and small fire? God knows!

Even after Sanqian's mother passed away, she lived alone, after experiencing frying and baking pots, and changing three pots, Sanqian never learned the difficult skill of cooking.

Seeing others cutting vegetables, boiling water, and following the movements are smooth and flowing, and calmly. Sanqian's intention to learn to cook has also stopped, and she will never be able to do this in her life.

The aroma of fried braised braised drifts out, and the tip of the nose is slightly moved. It is better to wait for the ready-made ones to eat.

A Ci picked up a bowl of white flour, poured it on the fried red and yellow braised rice, and sprinkled with a pinch of coriander. It was simply too tempting.

Sanqian took it and A Ci also served himself a bowl. In the quiet, there was only the chewing sound of eating noodles.

Outside the window is the dark end of the world, with zombies roaring faintly. The fragrance inside the house is seductive and warm. A Ci took a few bites and raised his head. The girl opposite him put her short hair behind her ears, lowered her head to eat noodles. Only her fair skin can be seen under the moonlight, her slender and curly eyelashes in the shadows, and her perky nose tip.

His world has always been dark. He is like an out of place outsider, looking at the world and others through the transparent glass, unable to get close to him and do not understand why.

What is happiness? What is satisfaction? What is anger? I don’t know, and no one can explain it clearly to him. But today, when I met Sanqian, she said that she knew him. Just the memory in her mind made her put down all her defenses. Why? A Ci didn’t understand?

The two sat opposite each other and had dinner. For the first time, A Ci felt that he was no longer separated from the world by the glass. He felt the distance close and smelled the fragrance of noodles and the bloody smell of Sanqian's body, so close and so clear.

Perhaps his eyes were too focused, Sanqian looked up, his eyes were confused. A Ci pursed his lips, Sanqian waited for a long time but he didn't say anything.

Three thousand: "…"

Sanqian was speechless and lowered his head to continue eating noodles. She had experienced too much in this situation. A Ci always had this expression, as if he was confused or entangled, and eventually became indifferent and rarely spoke.

She was so stupid that she thought he would say something just now.

Sanqian's appetite is quite good, and almost all the noodles are eaten by Sanqian. I packed the food and had half a bowl of A Ci's noodles.

"Why don't you finish it?"

Is it the reason why I met him late in my previous life? I don’t know how precious food is, so why did he get a small appetite after he was picky about food?

After hesitating for a while, A Ci said: "The smell of blood is on you."

There is another cleanliness.

Sanqian's mouth twitched slightly, it was her fault! In the end of the world, she could eat meat calmly next to the corpse, what's the smell of blood?
Chapter completed!