Doomsday Sanctuary

It was in the middle of the night. Although he knew that there might be danger here, Di Ping didn't want to move either. He believed that as long as there was not a mutant creature as powerful as a mutant golden eagle, he could still handle it.

In the second half of the night, Yue Lie and Daniel watched the night. Han Ming was slightly injured by a shock wave from the mutant wild boar, which was not too severe. Gina and the two were not recovering well, so they did not arrange a room for him to rest. Di Ping also went to sleep in his room.

His body has not completely improved, and he needs to rest and recuperate in order to avoid sequelae.

There was no word for a night. Di Ping woke up on time the next morning. There was a sound of birds and roosters from outside. A rural flavor came in from the window, making Di Ping's spirit shocked. .

Standing in front of the window, looking at the green world outside, rows of houses are hidden among the green trees, looming, and a beautiful picture of rural life.

Looking at all this, Di Ping thought to himself that it would be great if it were not for the end times!

After a night of rest, the previous pain completely disappeared. His strong physique and abnormal recovery ability allowed him to quickly regain his strength.

The people Yue Lie had long been up. After a night of rest, not only Di Ping was refreshed, but also Yue Lie and the others were refreshed.

Especially the two women, Gina and Angela, adjusted their breath overnight to recover their mental strength, and they no longer looked like they were soft and limp before.

Looking at Han Ming again, although his face was still pale at this time, his complexion was much better, but seeing him coughing twice from time to time, he knew that his injury was not completely healed.

"Brother Zaohan, how was the rest last night? Does the injury still affect it?"

Di Ping looked up and down Han Ming and asked concerned.

"Thank you City Lord, I'm much better, but I still have some pain in my chest, but it's okay to think about it!"

Han Ming held his chest with one hand and coughed twice, a hard smile appeared on his pale face.

"Okay! Don't hold on, I don't think your injury is light!"

Di Ping smiled slightly, shook his head and said.

"I can bear it... ahem!"

Han Ming just wanted to explain, but he coughed suddenly. He smiled awkwardly, but the smile was a bit far-fetched, and it seemed to pull the corners of his painful mouth.

"Angela, have you recovered, can you use healing techniques?"

Di Ping waved his hand to Han Ming, stopped him, looked at Angela, and asked softly.

"Master, it's okay, it can be treated!"

Angela showed a bright smile.

"Give Han Ming a treatment, and see that he is about to pant into an old man!"

Di Ping pointed to Han Ming and smiled.

"Yes!"

Angela looked at Han Ming, who was holding her chest panting, and she smiled and nodded.

Angela Lian moved lightly towards Han Ming, who looked puzzled. In his surprised eyes, the staff in his hand lit up with a holy light.

The light shone on Han Ming's chest, and Han Ming's face suddenly changed, the boss staring at him, looking at the woman in front of him incredibly.

"This....."

Han Ming's lips trembled and remained speechless.

"You can understand it as the nanny in the game..."

Yue Lie who was next to him suddenly joked with a joke.

"Ouch..."

However, as soon as his voice fell, he touched his head and jumped up, and when he looked back, he saw Gina's angry eyes.

"Not going to bully sister Angela..."

Gina glared at Yue Lie with warning eyes.

"Oh!"

Yue Lie touched the back of his head with a sad expression. He knew that this hatred would not be repaid. He knew how powerful Gina was. If it really made her old man angry, wouldn't the fire burn herself into a pig's head?