The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 245 The Sobbing Qinghe

This change made Wu Zhi no longer want to continue walking into the forest.

"Qingmeng, where is the sixth-level zombie now?"

Qingmeng's petals trembled, "Master, Qingmeng can't feel its existence."

Wu Zhi frowned.

The detection range of lucid dream is definitely not small.

Failure to detect zombies means that there is an 80.00% chance that zombies are not here.

That being the case, what was the purpose of the first two appearances, and why came to Beiming base from such a far place?

Wu Zhi didn't want to make unnecessary guesses, but she had to doubt Nangong Sixiao.

Just guessing is enough to arouse her vigilance.

"Qingmeng, pay attention to whether there are...human beings around the zombies."

Qing Meng nodded, "Master, I understand!"

Qingmeng only calls "Wu Zhi" every time she transforms into a human form, and at other times, she always calls her "Master". Seeing that she likes to call her like this, Wu Zhi no longer corrects her.

Wu Zhi finally stepped into the deep forest.

Not for anything else, this bastard Qinghe broke into the edge of the forest, not to mention, but because of the slight energy dissipation due to the distance from Wu Zhi, he still refused to come back.

Wu Zhi could call him back with a single thought, but she found out that Qinghe was not in danger, so she sensed where Qinghe was and walked over quickly.

Qinghe was lying on the big rock by the river, looking half dead.

When Wu Zhi saw it, she made up a lot of scenes of Qinghe being injured, and she couldn't help but rush forward, and said anxiously, "Squeaky?"

Qinghe turned his head back weakly, saw Wu Zhi, pursed his mouth, and burst into tears.

"Wow woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo..."

Wu Zhi frowned and walked over, picked him up, looked left and right, touched his forehead, touched his hands, and after making sure that he was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In a moment of anxiety, she forgot that she herself could sense whether Qinghe was injured.

After Wu Zhi made sure that he was not injured, she patted his pp, "Stop crying, and tell me what's going on, okay?"

Qinghe sniffed, sobbing, "I, I saw a very beautiful butterfly, purple-blue, it's so pretty! I want Wu Zhi to see it, Qing Meng to see it too, and I want to show it to Susu... …but… uh-wah-”

Qinghe cried again.

Wu Zhi was a little surprised and a little distressed.

After Qinghe transformed into a human form, she almost never cried like this again. Most of the time when she cried, she just coaxed her eyes and looked at her with tears in her eyes, or shed a few tears to soften her heart.

Wu Zhi touched his head and held him in her arms, Qinghe's crying became quieter, the tips of his ears were red, and he looked as if he was shy again.

Whimpering and crying while being shy, Wu Zhi feels amused while feeling distressed.

"Don't cry, but what's the matter? The butterfly ran away?"

Qinghe nodded, then shook his head again, "The butterfly didn't run away, every time I was about to catch it, it suddenly dissipated like smoke, and then, when I was about to leave, it came out again, I, I feel, woo woo, I feel that it is playing tricks on me on purpose, woo woo woo... Wu Zhi woo woo..."

Wu Zhi understood.

This little guy didn't cry so badly because he was sad because he couldn't catch the butterfly, but because his little self-esteem was hurt.

Wu Zhi curled her lips slightly, and quickly pressed them down again.

"We Shushi can kill zombies, help Wu Zhi find zombie scum, wash dishes, help Qingmeng pick up vegetables, and it's soft and fragrant, who wouldn't like it?"

Qinghe's small face flushed, and he looked at her with big teary eyes hesitantly, "Is everything Wu Zhi said true?"

"Of course, but no matter how powerful a person is, he will be injured, right?"

Qinghe sniffed and thought about the last time Wu Zhi was attacked and suspended animation, then nodded.

"Where you fall, you have to get up, right?"

Qinghe clenched his fist, "Yes!"

"Where is that little butterfly now?"

Qinghe blinked, seemed a little frustrated, "It's gone."

Wu Zhi put him down and took his little hand instead, "Then let's look for it together?"

Qinghe's curled eyelashes were moist, and when he blinked, he looked cute and cute.

"Look with Wu Zhi."

"Come."

Qingmeng was still in the form of a rose flower, but it fell from Wu Zhi's face onto Qinghe's wrist, forming a rose flower bracelet.

Qinghe took Wu Zhi around in the depths of the forest for a long time.

"The direction it flew just now is here!"

"Okay, let's go have a look."

after awhile.

"It, it flew over here too!"

"Let's walk around and see."

After a while.

"It finally, still, still flew over here."

"Come on, let's continue to look."

After a long time...

Qinghe was completely discouraged.

"Wu Zhi, it's gone, really gone."

Wu Zhi pinched his soft face.

"Okay, although we can't find the little butterfly, we saw dandelions yearning for freedom, daffodils, and many beautiful flowers and plants in the forest, so don't be sad, okay?"

Wu Zhi pinched Qing He's face, and comforted her.

Little Butterfly couldn't find it, Wu Zhi already knew about it.

Qinghe didn't regard the little butterfly as an opponent, so he didn't use his power, otherwise, how could he get a little butterfly to play with Qinghe in his turn?
After Qinghe took Wu Zhi for so long, he was not sad anymore, and he wasn't sad at all.

"So, where do we go now?"

Wu Zhi took him outside, "Let's go outside the forest and wait for the night to come, shall we?"

Qinghe nodded.

In the depths of the forest, a lot of zombies suddenly sprang out. They were not high in level, but they were densely packed. They aimed at Wu Zhi and moved towards her.

Wu Zhi's eyes were indifferent, as if she didn't see the army of zombies in front of her.

Qinghe waved his small fist, a little eager to try, "Wu Zhi, they came to the door by themselves!"

Wu Zhi holds him by the hand.

"A clear dream."

Qing Meng fell from Qing He's wrist to the ground, and instantly grew into a giant rose flower. The petals bloomed one by one, and the fragrance of the rose flower also wafted away.

"Master, there are high-level zombies to control the group of zombies. The level of zombies is level [-]. They have special abilities and mutated ice."

Qinghe turned into tens of thousands of vines, centering on the ground under Wu Zhi's feet, wantonly killing the zombies rushing around.

Wu Zhi looked at everything in front of her indifferently.

"Do you know the location?"

Qingmeng, "About 30 degrees west by south."

"distance?"

"About 800 meters."

"it is good."

Following the last word "good", Wu Zhi's figure quickly shuttled through the forest.

Qinghe stayed where he was, hunting and killing the zombies who hadn't reacted yet.

In the dark forest, the shattered sunlight shines through the dense leaves and casts mottled on the ground, creating a dark atmosphere.

"Master, the target distance is 50 meters."

"Master, he ran away! It's 100 meters away to your left."

(End of this chapter)