Rebirth Of The Apocalypse Queen: On Your Knees, Young Emperor!

"It's nothing, let's do something together." Feng Qingge smiled, but the two men, Yang Cheng and Xiaoyu, were cold behind.

Nima, can they refuse?

"You can't refuse, or you will be company with them."

As if seeing Yang Cheng and Xiaoyu's mind, Qin Yi stretched out his jade finger and pointed to the ground.

Yang Cheng and Xiaoyu subconsciously looked at it. Nima was a zombie with a head missing. The most important thing was the flat incision, which made people feel shocked.

"Dang, of course." Yang Cheng and Xiaoyu wanted to cry without tears. Can they refuse? They dare not.

"Qingge, can you cook?" Wang Wenwen was still a little worried.

"No, I can only barbecue, but it's just a hot pot. It shouldn't be difficult. Besides, I still have you?"

She really doesn't know how to cook, at most she can cook with barbecue, but this hot pot should be very simple.

"It's over, it's hopeless." Wang Wenwen wailed, really miserable.

Facts have proved that Wang Wenwen's premonition is really accurate. When a pot of black soup with an unexpressible taste came up in the evening, none of the most active people in the past had moved their chopsticks.

This night, it was destined to sleepless, with bursts of stench.

When he got on the road, Yang Cheng was still sitting in the car as if he was going to die.

"It's such an exaggeration. It's still not good. Look at Ze Ning. People eat the most. There is nothing at all. You old man, have a stomachache, just groan."

Feng Qingge looked at Yang Cheng who was pale with contempt.

On the contrary, Qin Yi handed him a bowl of warm white porridge. In fact, Yang Cheng was also pitiful.

Feng Qingge's pot of dark dishes all entered him, Xiaoyu and Ze Ning's stomach.

Ze Ning is a zombie, with some nothing more than ordinary stomachs. Feng Qingge's dark cooking has no effect on him, but Yang Cheng and Xiaoyu who were forced to eat it were miserable.

In one night, I ran to the toilet no less than 20 times. I didn't sleep all night and my stomach was still aching. It couldn't be more miserable.

"Drinking some porridge will be better." Yes, Feng Qingge's fault, she will solve it.

"Oh, great." Qin Yi used the Lingquan of Space to cook porridge. The taste was not so good, and it made Yang Cheng much better.

After a while, Yang Cheng felt that his stomach no longer hurts and thanked Qin repeatedly.

Yang Cheng has traveled north and south over the years, knowing a lot of things and knowing a lot of gossip. Now the road is boring. He told Qin Yi and others some fun, but he was not alone along the way.

City G is far away from here. Qin Yi only traveled halfway after driving for a day. As a last resort, the group could only find a place nearby to rest for one night.

Fortunately, Yang Cheng knew that there was an abandoned village nearby and they could just go there.

Qin Yi drove along the route pointed out by Yang Cheng. After a while, a small village came into view, but this small village was not abandoned. There were lights on and people in the village.

"Oh, it's really weird. I haven't seen anyone here a few months ago. Why will there be people now." Yang Cheng was a little puzzled.

"It's not surprising. Someone may have moved here recently. After all, this village is without an owner." Wang Wenwen gave the answer.

"It doesn't matter if there is anyone, anyway, we only stay here for one night." Qin Yi said lightly.