My husband is a wife

Chapter 1011 You Can Not Rely On Him

The cannonball exploded on the tiger's body, and blood was splashed everywhere. Although the tiger beside it was not killed, it was seriously injured and fell to the ground, unable to move.

Xiahou Huan'er lowered the gun, hope rekindled on his face.

At this time, a silver-gray figure quickly descended like a ghost.

This time it was really Dongfang Xing who came back, holding a bucket of water in a lotus leaf.

"You found the water." God opened a window to her again, and Xiahou Huan'er's eyes lit up.

The corners of Dongfang Xing's lips curled slightly, and he handed the lotus leaf in front of her. She couldn't wait to hold it and bowed her head to drink. The cool and sweet water slid into her throat, and she was so moved that her eyes were almost red. At this moment, for her, Yang Zhi Ganlu is nothing more than that.

Dongfang Xing pulled out his dagger, peeled off the tiger's skin, and took with him enough tiger meat to feed two people for a few days.

To the west, there is a small oasis.

The afternoon sun was more intense, so they rested temporarily in the oasis, and left when the sun was not so fierce.

Dongfang Xing was grilling meat. Since the last time he grilled meat with bricks and wood in the forest, he had always carried a lighter with him.

Xiahou Huaner twisted the strips of cloth torn from the clothes into thin ropes, cut a sharp branch as a needle, and then sewed the washed and dried tiger skins together to make a water bag.

As long as there is water and food, they will not die of hunger and thirst in the desert.

Xiahou Huan'er sewed the water bag up and tried filling it with water. There was no leakage, which was great.

Dongfang Xing also roasted the tiger meat and handed her a piece of meat that was easy to eat.

Just smelling the aroma of the roasted meat, she was already drooling, and took a big bite of the roasted meat.

Xiahou Huan'er only had time to ask at this moment: "How did you find me?"

Dongfang Xing gnawed at the meat slowly, without raising his eyebrows, and refused to answer.

"Tsk, you're pretending to be dead again. Come on, how did you find me?" Xiahou Huan'er stretched out her foot and kicked him, is he really that amazing?Find her every time.

Dongfang Xing was patient and continued to ignore her.

"Anyway, you are the king of corpses, why do you act alone every time?" Isn't the boss always holding his hand and only commanding with his mouth?At least Long Qiao is like that.

He finally raised his head and glanced at her, and said calmly: "It's a private matter, you don't need to trouble everyone."

Xiahou Huan'er took a bite of the tiger meat and said fiercely: "Hey, it's a private matter if it's about the zombie camp? You shouldn't have handed the chip back to him just now. When those bedbugs attack aggressively, your zombie camp will What should I do? Sit and wait to die?"

Dongfang Xing narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "I have my own points."

"What score do you have? The weapons and equipment of your zombie camp are so backward."

Dongfang Xing was silent, with a cold and gloomy handsome face without the slightest expression, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Xiahou Huan'er looked at him and asked seriously: "Is the zombie camp important?"

Dongfang Xing gave her a look as if she was looking at an idiot.

"Give me to Long Qiao, and you can enhance the equipment of the zombie camp and strengthen the defense system. For you, this is a deal with no harm. Why did you come to save me?" Xiahou Huan'er stared at him. Eyes, sharp tone somewhat aggressive.

Her relentless question made him frown.

Staring at her sharply and indifferently, he said flatly, "The zombie camp doesn't need to rely on him."

Xiahou Huan'er blinked in confusion, and then understood: "Does your zombie camp have a trick?"

(End of this chapter)