rebirth of the first queen

"Let go of me! I'm going to find little brother Shen!"

"Calm down! This child is already dead...Even if you turn into a human, you can't bring the dead back to life!"

Wen Qiliang was already weak, and was holding a dilapidated dead body, but now his legs were so weak that he sat down on the ground.

She is helpless like a child, and now she is most afraid of hearing words like "no help".

"Yes! He can even save me..."

"He may have saved you..."

Wen Qiliang's eyes were wide open, very scary in the dark.

Mo Shaoen stopped what he was going to say.

"He's a good guy!"

Mo Shaoen retorted powerlessly, "Is he a human being...or the high priest of a human being."

"Could it be impossible to have good people by turning people into people?"

Wen Qiliang's lips turned white, and she spoke very fast, "Look at the character of those people! Selfish, timid, and treacherous! They are deceitful and fearful of toughness, and they act according to the wind! Maybe it's these people that make Huaren become so beautiful. I want to kill them! Because I want to too! At that moment, I really want to blast them all to death with bazookas!"

"What is there to protect such a human being?! What is there to maintain in such a world!"

Mo Shaoen knelt on one knee, he did not immediately refute Wen Qiliang, but listened quietly.

Then Wen Qiliang said again: "No, I still want to see little brother Shen! Even...even if there is no cure, I will try! I don't want to give up!"

"Wen Qiliang... If you go, maybe you will attract more people to go, and you will drive out all the children there. Have you considered this issue?"

Wen Qiliang was taken aback for a moment, but she finally knelt on the ground and began to cry.

"I don't want to stay here, I don't want to stay in this dirty world! I don't want to stay with those cowardly, treacherous and cunning human beings!"

Mo Shaoen wanted to hold her hand, "Wen Qiliang, look at me."

But Wen Qiliang's emotions were too ups and downs, "I don't want it! I'm afraid! They don't really need me! They just use me! With such a human being, I might as well live with a human being!"

"I hate the filth of human beings! I hate the selfishness of human beings!"

Wen Qiliang yelled, it was extremely ear-piercing on the open ground.

Mo Shaoen rubbed his "buzzing" ears, pinched Wen Qiliang's face, and said, "Do you hate me too?"

Wen Qiliang's nose was red, her eyes were red and swollen, she was as depressed and aggrieved as a fawn that had managed to escape from the hunter's gun.

Mo Shaoen couldn't bear to watch it.

"Wen Qiliang, do you hate me too? Don't want to be with me?"

Wen Qiliang was startled, and then grabbed Mo Shaoen's wrist with both hands, "You come with me too! Let's get out of here! I don't want to see them! You definitely don't want to see them! They treat you badly, I don't feel it A little bit of kindness from human beings!" As she said this, two lines of tears flowed down again.

She bent over and clutched her chest, but she was not injured.

But she felt so aggrieved that she was about to die!

All of a sudden, the things of the past and the things of the present all overlapped.

"Newcomers are used to squeeze people out! Wen Qiliang, if you pity her, you can give her your results!"

"Actually, I think the manager is right. We should do the same. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. As long as your performance is up to standard, you don't care about such small things!"

"Now they're all dead, maybe what we killed was Huaren!"

"Wen Qiliang is too selfish. He has a method to remove the virus, but he doesn't share it with his compatriots!"

Wen Qiliang curled up, hugging her knees, her body trembling from forbearance.

She knows that crying won't solve the problem!

"Wen Qiliang..." Mo Shaoen exhaled, "We feel the kindness from each other, that's enough. There are two people in a thousand people, and there are 1 people in 20 people." ! Isn’t Luo Chenliya counted?”

"Forget it...but it's too little! It's too little!"

"I can't say more people, because my circle is so narrow, but I believe that in the wider world, in a harmonious society, we can meet more and more people who don't like killing like us people. This requires us to consolidate our position, we must control these people, first consolidate the foundation and then calm down."

Wen Qiliang raised his head slowly, after being exhausted, the heat dissipated, and Wen Qiliang's body shook.

Mo Shaoen took off his coat and put it on for her.

"Control these people?"

"Because only by standing on the commanding heights of human beings, can everything be right, and people will listen to everything."

"That way... I can tell them not to kill Huaren..."

Mo Shaoen nodded, and supported Wen Qiliang to get up slowly, "The ground is too cold, don't sit on the ground."

"That way, our human children won't be killed by mistake!"

"That way... maybe I can talk to the corpse king, and we can get along peacefully!"

Wen Qiliang suddenly thought that in Shen Tianxing's small villa, she almost saw the corpse king!

If I stand on an equal position, if I am also the person in power on the human side, then I can talk to the corpse king! ?

She grabbed Mo Shaoen's hand, "Yes, I must be able to talk to the corpse king!"

"The corpse king?"

This was an existence that Mo Shaoen had never heard of for so many years.

I believe it's not just Mo Shaoen, it should be that everyone doesn't know the existence of the Corpse King.

"Is that a humanoid?"

"It's a child! The virus that turns people into zombies comes from that child!"

"Have you seen her?"

Wen Qiliang shook his head, "No, little brother Shen was afraid that I would be killed, so he hid me and the child..."

Mo Shaoen didn't ask too much, even though he didn't support Wen Qiliang having a human friend.

"child......"

The hope that had just been ignited was extinguished by cold water after the dilapidated corpse came into view.

"Let's... bury him." Mo Shaoen didn't know how to comfort Wen Qiliang.

He picked up the corpse and wiped the blood all over his body.

He quickly walked to the land next to him, he thought, although the child's death was a pity, it was a good start.

At least Wen Qiliang can finally play a role.

It's just that this master, who will be the last one, is still a matter of opinion.

Mo Shaoen turned his head and glanced at Wen Qiliang, seeing her standing while leaning on the tree, with longing and timidity in her eyes.

Want to help but dare not come.

Want to see the last side, but dare not look at the child's mutilated appearance.

"I'll be fine, this kind of thing... I'll be fine."

"I......"

"It's okay! It was supposed to be a headshot, the kid died with the first shot, it wasn't that...painful."

Looking at the battered corpse, Mo Shaoen only said that speculatively.

He just didn't want Wen Qiliang to blame himself too much.

Then he touched his chest, where there was a dull pain.

I don't know if it's for the child who died tragically, or for Wen Qiliang.

Conscience... hurts.