He wouldn't hang out with trash like that.

Seeing these people scheming against each other, he felt so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

This time, he was forcibly summoned by Gong Zhiyan to help in the battle.

It seems that he did not die in the apocalypse, nor did he die at the hands of monsters in the survival world.

But he's going to die at the hands of these trash.

It’s so frustrating!

The three people who had discussed it together carried Gu Qing to the entrance of the ice cave.

Throw him out harshly...

*

I don't know how long the killing went on, but the area within a few miles was dyed red with blood.

When the last wolf was killed by Meng Meng's sitting, Qu Ling'er sat down on the snow.

While pounding her legs, she muttered, "I'm so tired! I want to eat braised pork tonight to calm my nerves."

Nie Fengjiao nodded with amusement: "Okay, I'll make braised pork for Ling'er tonight. Since you're tired, go rest on Erlangzi for a while! I'll take care of the rest."

After becoming smaller, Shan Pao leaned on Qu Ling'er's shoulder and urged her, "I'm almost frozen into an ice cube. Nuonuo, come quickly and give me a hug to help me thaw out."

Qu Ling'er climbed onto Erlangzi to slack off, while Nuonuo looked at the food all over the floor and felt very conflicted.

Finally, Qu Linger put the mountain cannon into the pet space, and Nuonuo started eating it.

Mengmeng rolled around in the snow, rubbing the blood off her body.

Seeing Qu Ling'er being lazy again, he came to Nie Fengjiao and rubbed her.

"Jiaojiao, you're almost spoiling Ling'er. The two of you are already very powerful now. Even though there are a few more white wolves, they won't be exhausted."

Qu Ling'er waved her hand, and a touch of green swayed in the wind.

"Say what you just said again!"