Doomsday Sanctuary

Several people also put down their vigilance. They have been crawling for a long time in the last days, and each of them has been tempered and strong, and they will relax after a while.

In front of people like Di Ping who can surrender the giant tiger, what can they be wary of? The six people simply dealt with the wounds, while Lan Ruoyu and He Miao also found their clothes in a well-kept house and changed them. Washing and tidying up, regained the light.

At this time, Lan Ruoyu was a bit surprised even Di Ping, who was accustomed to seeing beauties, had never seen Lan Ruoyu's looks and temperament.

The face is like a knife carved, dark and distinct, long face, pointed chin, high nose, eyebrows like a stroke, flying obliquely into the temple, although it is not trimmed, there is no mess, a pair of willow leaves are slender and slightly raised, like Glamorous as silk, but it does not give people the slightest glamorous attitude, but heroic.

Sitting together again, the atmosphere improved a lot, and Di Ping also found out the names of these people during their conversation.

The black-faced strong man has a very **** name, called Wang Zhuangzhuang, a defensive awakener; a short and thin young man named Guan Yue, a speed-type awakener, a thin young man who makes a fireball named Liang Ye, and a white-faced young man who makes thorns. The girl named Yang Qingyan, and the girl named He Miao is also a speed talent.

At this time, Lan Ruoyu finally didn't feel like the meeting he had just met Di Ping, the whole person returned to the dull, cold and arrogant reappearance, only when he looked at Di Ping, there was a hint of shyness and eagerness in the depths of his eyes.

Sit down again, Di Ping has already put the re-roasted meat on the plate and pushed it to the few people: "How about it, do you want to try my craft!"

Looking at the sizzling barbecue on the table and smelling the fragrant smell, the throats of a few people suddenly throbbed, but no one dared to do it. They were a little hesitant. Humanity collapsed in the last days. Anything can be done. There are many people who have been poisoned by eating other people's food. Although they have not experienced it, they have seen too many.

"This is mutant beast meat, right?"

Lan Ruoyu looked at Di Ping and asked.

Di Ping nodded and said: "Yes!"

Lan Ruoyu immediately twitched his nose and said, "No wonder it smells very fragrant. The two sides are golden and there is no burnt. Mr. Di has absolutely nothing to say about the barbecue technique, I have to eat a piece first!"

Having said that, she stood up and came to the table, took the knife and cut a piece, put it in his mouth, Guan Yue and a few people immediately wanted to stop, but it was too late, she swallowed a piece of meat three or two times.

Di Ping just watched in his spare time. Seeing that there was no reluctance or affectation in her expression, he couldn't help but nodded. This Lan Ruoyu was really extraordinary as the boss, much more bold than those of them.

A piece of meat on her belly, her eyes lit up, and she looked at the people excitedly: "This meat is really fragrant, come and taste it, I can eat it all if I come!"

He Miao had already had their throat agitated and swallowed greedily. At this time, hearing Lan Ruoyu's words like this, they could no longer be stretched anymore. They hurriedly stood up and gathered around, grabbing the barbecue on the plate.

"Aren't you afraid of poison?"

At this moment, Di Ping looked at the six people with a smile and said flatly.

As soon as these words came out, the hands of a few people suddenly became stiff. He Miao was crossing a piece of meat and putting it in his mouth. At this time, it was neither eating nor not eating. The whole person froze there and looked at Di Ping in a daze.

At this moment, not only her, Guan Yue, Wang Zhuangzhuang, Yang Qingyan, and Liang Ye were all stupid. They looked at Di Ping with anxiety and a hint of suspicion.

"Aren't you really taking the medicine?"

He Miao looked at Di Ping in horror, and asked crisply

"He Miao, don't talk nonsense." Lan Ruoyu glared at He Miao and yelled angrily, then looked at Di Ping and said, "Mr. Di, don't scare them. Such a good mutant animal meat, even if it is medicine, I will eat it!"

As she said, she skewered a piece of barbecue and smiled: "What's more, if a strong man like Mr. Di wants to kill us, it's easy to turn the palm of your hand, you don't need medicine at all!"

Di Ping looked at the indifferent and gorgeous Lan Ruoyu, and suddenly felt nasty in his heart. There was a joking smile on his face and said: "Haha! How did Miss Lan know that I can't take medicine? Maybe I was caught by Miss Lan's beauty. Mystery, what about the drug is just to capture the beauty?"

Lan Ruoyu's hands suddenly stiffened, and Qiao's face turned red for an instant.

Wang Zhuangzhuang and others looked at Di Ping with wide-eyed eyes. Di Ping's words were too straightforward and shameless. At this time, they believed that Di Ping might be prescribed medicine, because they had seen too much of such things.

At this time, one by one was holding the meat but didn't dare to eat it down, as if it was stained with rat poison, whoever eats will die.

The fork in He Miao's hand fell on the plate with a snap, and he looked at Di Ping in horror.

"Look at you guys!" Lan Ruoyu gave a few people a fierce look, then put down the knife and fork in his hand, looked at Di Ping Liu Ye, narrowed his eyes, revealing a charming smile, and said softly: "Ruo Yu If you can really enter the eyes of Mr. Di, it is an honor for Ruoyu. Mr. Di does not need to take medicine. Ruoyu is willing to follow you, but I don’t know if Mr. Di dare to accept Ruoyu?"

"Uh!"