Doomsday Boss Busy Farming

The breeze blew by, and the smoke from the incense burner scattered.

Yang Venyue raised the stove on the table, drew water from the well behind, poured it into the casserole, and soon the heat came out of the pot.

She took out the teacup from her backpack, passed it with boiling water, opened the tea bag, and the fragrance came to her nose. This should be the Qingming tea she made herself after she went home during the holidays to pick it.

She hadn't smelled this fragrance for a long time, and she had passed her short life.

After washing two dishes, she found the feeling of making tea again.

Jiuxiao kept watching her movements and found more details.

It was only a night before, but my granddaughter was unfamiliar with these things she used to doing daily life.

Jiuxiao thought about possible problems in his mind countless times, but he still couldn't solve them.

Yang Fengyue knew that the master's eyes were always on her, and it was impossible for her to hide her abnormality from him.

She focused on making tea. After brewing, she pushed the tea to the master, poured another cup for Chen Jiaer, picked up the cup herself, and gently sipped the tea fragrance with her nose, but she didn't immediately put it in.

Instead, I was immersed in this fragrance and didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

Jiuxiao looked at her movements and sighed silently: "Drink."

Then, he pinched the teacup with his right hand, blew the foam, and took a sip.

When Yang Fengyue heard the master's words, she looked respectful. With awe, she slowly took a sip, drank it, and then put down the teacup.

Then, he took a deep breath, opened his mouth slowly, and wrote down his seven years of experience in the end of the world one by one.

She started with her life from the day she parted with her master.

Trivial, long and long.

Pain and sad.

"I can still remember the last moment scene, before I die, it was very heroic..."

Outside the hall, the crisp and pleasant girl voice, with the smug tea smoke, told all the hardships of the end of the world and the pain of losing relatives to relatives who had lost and were fortunate to be returned.

That was a very painful and painful one, the ending...

"Give me the moon, the sunset is setting again." The young woman's somewhat tired voice came from the breeze.

The person who spoke was Yu Huishu. Her voice sounded dry and painful. She lost her original moisturization and sounded a little harsh.

In the afterglow, the face that could still be seen with a bit of beauty was a bit sad.

Her lips had cracked, and there were traces of blood drying up on her lips. It was obvious that she had not drunk water for a long time, and her eyes were covered with blood.

The people standing beside her are not much better than her, and everyone has lost their vivid appearance.

"Well, be ready. This time, we will probably not care about life and death. Yang Fengyue is lucky to meet everyone in this life. If you die, you will not regret it, but you have regrets."

After saying that, Yang Fengyue sighed heavily in her heart and turned her eyes not far away.

There are more than a dozen piles of new soil there.

What was buried were teammates who had died in the battle over the past month, and almost all of them could not find any of them. Some were in tombs.

When she received the task this time, she never thought that no one in her team would have to return it all, except for Ren Xiyuan, who was first injured.

I looked up and saw it was dusk.

The red clouds surging in the distance, and the clouds were so thick that they seemed to fall off.

Moreover, the color of the clouds, like dripping blood, is too strong, and this scene is completely different from before the future of the apocalypse.

After the end of the world, there was no place like before, and it was beyond recognition.

Yang Fengyue still remembers that she went to the Yunshui River to watch the sunset. That scene made people feel the longevity of time.

She drew back her thoughts and estimated the time when the battle began, and there were about ten minutes of peace.

In the distance, the sunset was still one less than the crescent moon and it would fall into the other end of the sky. They would take their swords to the battlefield again.

The land she looked at was filled with a strange cold light in the scattered sunset light.

Night is coming.

Their team will usher in the most dangerous life-and-death battle this month.

After tonight, they probably won't be alive anymore.

This was the last time they used these exhausted eyes to admire the strange scene of the setting sun.

When there is light, it is really beautiful.

After losing the light, only cruelty is left behind.

With the last ray of sunset, if you look closely, you can see that the ground is full of thick, brown dry objects, one by one, shocking.

Obviously, a large-scale bloodshed occurred not long ago.

Moreover, repeating it every day will result in such a thick dark brown color.

The sunset falls into the sky very quickly, and there is not much time left for them.

As the last ray of light of the setting sun disappeared into the darkness, the surrounding area turned into a blue and black mountain, and a roar suddenly sounded.

This sound must have been made by some large ferocious beast, with countless numbers, otherwise the roar would not have been so deafening.

After Yu Huishu and the others heard the sound, they inertially covered their ears with their hands to relieve the discomfort in their hearts.

Yang Fengyue whispered: "They are here, everyone is ready for battle. Please use the weapons. I won't say goodbye."

After saying that, Yang Venyue hung up the ear protection device and stared at the front.

She didn't look at the other people's faces, and the night was getting darker and she could no longer see clearly.

As soon as she finished speaking, a man next to her narrowed his eyes and looked at her in the faint light of fire: "Boss Huiyue, Han Tiankun will not regret walking with you in this life. In the next life, we will be brothers."

Han Tiankun's national face actually felt a sense of pleasure and wantonness at this moment.

He stretched out his hand, covered with scars and bandages, vaguely hiding bones.

Yang Fengyue lowered her head, looked at her hands like this, and held it up. Her heart suddenly became very painful, and her voice trembled: "Brother Tiankun, it was Fengyue who implicated you..."

At this point tonight, Yang Fengyue already understood that he had been obsessed with someone else's words.

There were not so many ferocious beasts here in Zhaoqi Mountain, and there could not be tens of thousands of ferocious beasts in any mountain.

Even if Zhaoqi Mountain lasts thousands of miles, it is impossible to have so many.

These ferocious beasts were brought here by humans using traps after they came here.

Don't say it's impossible.

Yang Fengyue could not forget the smell of the trapping agent remaining in the air.

Because, she made this out based on the prescription, she left a copy for Meng Chuyang, who was related to her master.

"Sister Fengyue, don't say such things. Jiaer told you when he joined the team that he would die with Yang Fengyue in this life and death."

Chen Jiaer's voice was still crisp, just like usual, with a jumpy sentence and a little innocent.

No matter who was plotting against her, she paved the way for whom she had paved the way. Even if she knew now, she would not be able to cut him back twice, and it would be even more impossible to collect debts from him.

Then let's have a good fight.

Also, she decided that she had to decide how to die.

"Yes, it's a wish to die with your brothers." Jiang Huiyong agreed with a firm heart.

After the end of the world, they all lost their families and had nowhere to go.

After meeting Yang Fengyue, everyone formed a team and went through a lot of life and death. They had already regarded each other as a family member.