Fading God Card

Chang Yong saw that Huang Xiaoshan's body was covered with a white cloth, so he stepped forward and asked, "Where are you taking him?"

The old master at the head glanced at him: "The flesh and blood of the corpse will attract other monsters to attack the train. You can either throw it down or send it to the incinerator for cremation. Which one do you want?"

"You!" Chang Yong stared, but a little weak.

But at this moment, Jiang Wenming walked over. He took out a pack of cigarettes bought at a high price from the black market in Thunder City from his pocket, and quietly handed it over.

"Brother, it was a very important companion of ours who died, please give us a little time, we will take care of the corpse later, don't worry."

The old master looked around and found that his team members were still on patrol. He immediately put the cigarettes in his pocket, coughed lightly, and whispered:

"Remember, the corpse must be disposed of within five minutes!"

Jiang Wenming smiled: "Sure, we don't want to encounter that kind of thing again."

"That's good." Nodding his head, the master waved his hand:

"Brothers, go to the next carriage!"

"good!"

After sending those people away, Jiang Wenming looked at Zhou Changjing. Zhou Changjing nodded, squatted down, and lifted the white cloth.

"Sister Jing, what is this?"

"Idiot, isn't it only your Xiaoha who has evolved and forgot the effect of sister Jing's substitute?"

Wang Chaowei said angrily, but judging by his expression, he was also nervous.

"Ah, you mean...resurrection?"

Chang Yong raised his eyebrows, and Zhou Changjing had already summoned a substitute, and directly pressed the red Blue Moon Grass on Huang Xiaoshan's body.

There was a flash of red light, and the blue moon grass suddenly grew bigger, wrapping Huang Xiaoshan's body in it with a slap, and when the red light dissipated, there was not a single drop of blood left on the ground, only a bun the size of a steamed bun was left. round ball.

"this……"

Zhou Changjing smiled wryly: "Don't worry, Lao Huang has already been taken into the blue moon grass by me. These are his seeds, but the environment here is not suitable for planting, and it will take a long time to grow. Let's talk about it when we go back."

"So that's the case, so he can be saved?" Chang Yong asked.

"Don't worry, his head is not damaged. As long as it blooms and bears fruit, he will be resurrected in good condition." Zhou Changjing smiled, but her face turned pale.

Jiang Wenming looked at her worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, but I can't use the double before Lao Huang is resurrected. During this period, I have to rely on you guys to protect me." Zhou Changjing smiled, and then put the seeds away.

"That's natural, sister Jing, don't worry!"

Just as Chang Yong was patting his chest, the door of the carriage in the distance opened suddenly, and the flight attendant appeared again.

Seeing the smiles on the faces of several people, she was a little taken aback, but quickly said:

"The officer in carriage D8 asked you to ride there, where the defense is better."

"Let us go there?"

Chang Yong and the others were a little strange, and they all looked at Jiang Wenming in unison.

Jiang Wenming shrugged, probably because Chang Yong's performance just now attracted the attention of those officers, and that's why he invited them.

But they have already made up their minds to go back to Xinyang. If they accept the kindness of others, they will greet them with delicious food and drinks, and make another solicitation by the way. If they refuse, it will be too offensive.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming shook his head: "We'll stay here, please tell the officer that our companion just died and wants to be alone."

Seeing Jiang Wenming's sincere eyes, the flight attendant twitched his lips and nodded in relief.

"Okay, I'll tell them, please forgive me too, by the way, are you hungry? Do you want me to arrange meals for you when you get off the train?"

"Trouble."

The so-called train meal is a serving of rice and curry potatoes, probably because of the convenience of cooking, and there are not many tricks.

But for them who have eaten cold food for several days, this meal is already very delicious.

What surprised Jiang Wenming and the others was that the flight attendant was sitting next to them and eating with them.

"During the break, I can answer some of your questions. By the way, let me introduce myself first, He Tian, ​​the second-level battle train commander of the Dilong." He Tian smiled slightly.

"Why, do you have any questions?"

"No, it's not..." Chang Yong wiped the curry from the corner of his mouth, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I didn't expect you to be a train conductor. I thought you were an ordinary flight attendant, but why are you the only one in this carriage? Where are the other flight attendants?"

He Tian said calmly, "Just like your companion, he died."

"ah……"

A few people were a little embarrassed, but Jiang Wenming knew that she was used to life and death when he saw He Tian's expression, so he didn't care much about it, so he asked:

"Have those monsters always existed?"

He Tian shook his head: "No, it appeared suddenly after the update. Those Death Claws have a very high defense. Only the Gaozhen Army Spike and the Hot Anchor Cannon can cause damage to them, and they can do a lot of damage to the train."

"What about the source? Such a big threat, you should have checked their source?"

He Tian smiled wryly: "It's because I can't find the source that I have such a headache, but it is said that someone has witnessed these dead claws communicate with a man, and they are very afraid of his appearance. Unfortunately, the witness disappeared after sending this news. No specific description of the man's appearance was given."

"Is that so..." Jiang Wenming frowned.

Now is the time when human beings are fighting on various fronts. The importance of the underground railway system is very great. At this time, some people want to destroy this place, which is tantamount to being anti-human.

But these things cause headaches for others, so it's useless for him to worry about them.

"That..." Wang Chaowei raised his hand suddenly.

"I would like to ask how many trains like this are still there. When we were in Thunder City, there were trains waiting. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be such a coincidence, right?"

He Tian shrugged: "This is confidential, so I can't tell you, but what can be revealed is that there is certainly more than one train."

"Okay, is there any problem, if not, I will go back to work."

A few people blinked, only to realize that He Tian actually finished the meal in a few words, and ate while chatting, she must be too resolute.

Wang Chaowei opened his mouth: "Well... I want to ask, where can I see you in the future?"

oh?

Zhou Changjing and the others immediately looked at Wang Chaowei with a smirk on his face. The latter was blushing, but still looked at He Tian firmly.

He Tian smiled slightly: "Before asking this question, shouldn't you ask my real age first?"

"Pfft..." Chang Yong suddenly spat out a mouthful of rice.

Wang Chaowei glared at him on the spot: "You...what are you laughing at?!"

"No, hahaha, it's okay, I just suddenly remembered that old man Shangguan Miao, hahaha, you go on, you go on."

Wiping his mouth, Chang Yong continued to smile foolishly, but when Jiang Wenming said the next sentence, he couldn't laugh anymore:

"Well, Xiaoqian doesn't seem to have mentioned her age..."