Doomsday Queen Has Ignited

Liang Fengyu hurried into the room and closed the door nervously.

"What's wrong with you? Brother Fengyu?"

Mu Yafei who was pushed away stood aside with a hurt face, "There are no zombies outside..."

What happened to make you so nervous?

Mu Yafei looked at the large blood stain on his white shirt, and said in shock: "Brother Feng Yu! Are you injured?!"

Just as Liang Fengyu wanted to deny it, he thought that it was impossible for him to go out for so long without something happening, so he calmed down, put his hands on her shoulders, looked into her eyes, his voice was a little tense, but he tried his best to slow down Said: "Sorry, I scared you, this blood belongs to zombies, not mine."

"Could you please make me a cup of tea? I want to take a shower first."

"good."

Mu Yafei watched Liang Fengyu leave with his backpack, then withdrew his gentle and watery appearance, and went to the kitchen to boil water indifferently.

The people living in this house seem to regard her as a servant who can be used at will. Is this the life she will live after rebirth?

No, absolutely not!

If this continues, she will definitely repeat the same mistakes and become someone else's slave!

She has to find a way to change!

Must change!

In the bathroom, Liang Fengyu put aside the clean clothes he took out from the bedroom, then opened the blood-soaked backpack and rinsed some of the contents inside.

Every time he washed it clean, there seemed to be the begging and wailing of the junior high school student he killed in his ears. At the end of the washing, he tightly held the bag of chocolate beans, gritted his teeth to resist the desire to gag, and squatted there trembling. , and finally fell to the ground on its side, rolled into a shrimp shape and kept trembling!

Killed, he killed!

In order to snatch a backpack of supplies, he actually killed the junior high school student who gave him a helping hand!

The immature and friendly face seemed to have taken root in his head, no matter how much he pulled his attention away, that face was always there!

"sorry……"

He rolled his body, closed his eyes tightly, and spat out these useless words tremblingly and brokenly.

"I'm sorry... I want to live too..."

Liang Fengyu took a quick and difficult breath like an asthmatic attack, and said through gritted teeth: "If you want to blame, it's you! You shouldn't help me! You are courting death!"

It was the first time he killed someone, and it seemed that the temperature of that person's blood was still in his hands. Fear and guilt tormented Liang Fengyu constantly. After he completely calmed down, he got up from the ground stiffly, and turned on the shower, " It's not my fault, it's that kid's fault, it has nothing to do with me..."

He stared blankly at the blood belonging to the child flowing down the water into the drain, and when there was only clear water left, he slowly closed his eyes and let himself accept what had happened.

He was not wrong, it was all the fault of that junior high school student, and...Mu Jing's fault.

If Mu Jing hadn't threatened him to return the things he ate, he wouldn't have killed that junior high school student for such a little thing!

When Liang Fengyu had completely packed up his mood and went to the living room with a laundry basket full of snacks, he smiled at Mu Yafei who was still waiting there, "Sorry, I can't stand the smell of blood on my body, so I don't know what to say." Washed for a while."

Mu Yafei shook her head, and offered him a cup of tea, "It's okay, why don't you sit down?"

"Um."

The two chatted from time to time, but they didn't realize that after Mu Jing came out of the room, he went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

Picking up the toothpaste put by Mu Yang from the sink, when he lowered his head, he happened to see the backpack still oozing with blood...