The full-level boss crosses the apocalypse and raises cute treasures

Chapter 10. 10. Midnight Horror
Suddenly smelling the aroma of food, Tian Yuanyuan, who was already extremely exhausted, was shocked.

She turned her head and looked at Qiao Zixi with a look of surprise. It was incredible that she had prepared such a move in such an unknown day of escape.

Sensing her desire clearly, Qiao Zixi smiled and handed Tian Yuanyuan a meal.

Along the way, she watched her work hard to stand in front of her, and tried her best to protect her behind her. Such a move should be rewarded.

"Sister Qiao, is this for me?" Tian Yuanyuan asked in surprise when she saw the food handed to her.

"Well, it's for you. Thank you for protecting me along the way."

Whether she needs her protection or not, and no matter what her purpose is, she does protect her.

People who cultivate immortals have always been cold-hearted, but they have clear grievances and grievances.

Chewing the delicious meal, Tian Yuanyuan seemed to recall the distant past, her eyes were hazy with tears.

After eating, Qiao Zixi began to talk to the baby in her stomach. She has been doing this these days. As long as she has time, she will talk to the baby in her stomach. The life of a monk is very long, and she is already in the stage of transformation Cultivation, she has been cultivating for thousands of years. Although she has a few close friends, they are unparalleled cultivators. Now, she is reborn and pregnant. She cherishes this baby very much .

Tian Yuanyuan looked at the warm scene in front of her with complicated eyes. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad, or to be grateful for the impermanence of fate. After a long time, she suppressed her churning thoughts and said, "Sister Qiao, how old is the baby? "

"It's been more than five months." Qiao Zixi withdrew the divine sense that was placed on her, and kept her doubts in her heart about the momentary gloom she sensed just now.

"Can I touch her?" Tian Yuanyuan asked carefully.

"Of course." Qiao Zixi looked into her eyes, saw the sincerity in her eyes, and said with a smile.

Tian Yuanyuan leaned forward, stretched out a hand and placed it carefully on her stomach, and gently stroked it through her clothes. At this moment, a handsome face appeared in her mind, which was deeply engraved in her mind. The depth of the place is like a cold pool that rejects the cold face thousands of miles away.

Looking at Tian Yuanyuan who was distracted in front of her, Qiao Zixi didn't say a word.

On such a quiet night, facing a woman who was like salvation to her, Tian Yuanyuan's heart gained a moment of peace.

Originally, she was a student of a famous university in Kyoto, and her parents were ordinary people of the working class. It was just as the summer vacation was approaching, and she came to this small town in the south of the Yangtze River to travel alone, but unexpectedly encountered an apocalyptic outbreak.

Listening to her story, Qiao Zixi was full of doubts, but she didn't show it.

As night fell, Tian Yuanyuan slowly fell asleep with the sound of footsteps and roars from the zombies outside the house.

After hearing her steady breathing, Qiao Zixi opened her eyes. She gently stroked her slightly protruding belly, looked at the messy footprints in the room, and waited quietly.

The room was dark, with only a few stars of moonlight shining in through the glass windows, adding a bit of gloom.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound, accompanied by the sound of chewing and biting, the movement became louder and louder.

Tian Yuanyuan, who was in a deep sleep, jumped up in an instant, swung the machete that had never left her hand, and chopped something with a "bang".

With the scream of "Zhi", Tian Yuanyuan suddenly felt bad.

(End of this chapter)