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No matter how humane Coke is, he can't protect him without any blind spots.

What if he falls?

"You are too naughty." Zhao Xi was helpless. She didn't dare to leave even a step now. This child was too troublesome.

Seeing that her mother didn't teach her father a lesson, Little Biscuit stretched out her little finger with tears in her eyes.

What a bad guy.

Zhao Xi suddenly exclaimed and stuffed Little Biscuit into Ji Yang's hand, "It's over, the soup is going to boil dry."

The kitchen was still boiling soup.

Little Biscuit didn't wait for her mother to judge justice. She was stuffed into her father's arms and was still confused. She struggled to get down.

Ji Yang put him down immediately. He wanted to see what this kid was going to do.

As soon as he was put down, Little Biscuit carried him and crawled quickly to the side.

After finally crawling a little farther, he looked up and saw his father standing in front of him, which scared him a lot.

"Ah!" He screamed.

Dad scared him on purpose!

It was so infuriating.

"Can you be quiet?" Ji Yang looked down at him on the ground and said to him.

Little Biscuit sat up straight and pulled his little fist.

At this time, he was still wearing a black and white suit, just like a cute kid, but this cute kid was very unhappy.

Then, Ji Yang looked at the vines spreading in from the window, very fast, and soon formed a green piece.

Little Biscuit climbed back again and sat on the green piece.

There were small white flowers on the vines.

Ji Yang just looked at him, without moving or speaking.

This little guy didn't hide himself at all under his eyes, and any new skills had to be demonstrated in front of him.

But for others, he wouldn't, at most he was like a child who developed faster.

Little Biscuit sat on the vines and could be dragged up steadily. When sleeping on them, he could swing.

Shaky.

He looked at Ji Yang and stuck out his little tongue.

The big bad dad drove Coke away, and he couldn't go out.

Ji Yang watched for a while, then slowly raised his hand and a fireball appeared on it, and pointed to the ground with his other hand.

Little Biscuit didn't understand what his father meant, but was slowly put down by the vine.

He was unhappy, so he patted the ground with his hand, asking the vine to continue to drag him up, so that he would be taller than his father.

The vine looked "dejected" and lay limply on the ground.

"Woo..." Little Biscuit looked at his father, his eyes quickly turned red, and his fleshy hands grabbed the vine.

The vine moved, and the trees outside also shook, and finally feared the fireball in Ji Yang's hand and "slept" again.

"Wow..." Little Biscuit screamed a few more times, and his tears were about to fall. The vine "gave" him a small flower, which he threw away.

Behind him, many wild fruits and some edible wild vegetables appeared on the vine, which were rolled up and sent to Ji Yang.

Then he tried to drag Little Biscuit up again.

The fireball in Ji Yang's hand became bigger and stretched forward.

The vine didn't dare to move at all. The leaves and flowers outside shook again, and it could only shrink back.

Little Biscuit didn't start laughing yet, and he was about to cry again.

Ji Yang walked over, picked him up from the vine, and gently hit him on his little butt, "You are quite capable. Mom would be scared to death if she knew."

Little Biscuit didn't understand what he said, but she could vaguely feel a trace of love from her father. She lay on Ji Yang's shoulder, looked at the vine that kept shrinking back, and pursed her lips.

"You can't go outside alone, and Coke and Zuoyou are not allowed to take you outside in the future. If they see you, I will be very angry." Ji Yang said, and his eyes swept across the group of green plants outside the door.

Even he didn't know what the situation was now.

It was better to see everything within his sight.

Little Biscuit lay on him and drooled, looking at the big tree outside the window listlessly, pouting and acting coquettishly, and the other party shook.

Then there was no movement.

"Take you out." Ji Yang said and walked out.

Little Biscuit looked up at his father and then looked outside. His eyes lit up and he forgot the unpleasantness just now. He put one hand around his father's neck and pointed in the direction with the other hand.

"I will take you there. Why are you in such a hurry?" Ji Yang chuckled and stretched out his hand to pinch his little nose. "Be more obedient."

Little Biscuit nodded randomly and continued to point forward regardless of what his father said.

Ji Yang carried him and walked.

Walked into the deep forest.

Along the way, the flowers and plants would sway. He raised his hand and could pick a flower. Sometimes he would ask Ji Yang for credit.

Following his guidance, Ji Yang walked to a waterfall in the mountains. Little Biscuit asked him to go in.

A cave entrance could be vaguely seen. He patted his back and said, "We should go back. Mom is worried."

Little Biscuit was not willing to give in and pointed at the cave entrance.

Ji Yang sighed, a fireball lit up in his palm, and took him in.

It was a bit damp near the waterfall, and water seeped through the cave wall, dripping from time to time. Ji Yang looked at the vines leading the way in front and felt that there should be no danger.

What's inside?

A little curious.

In the previous life, the original owner and his team also lived here for a long time. Because there were no supplies, they walked around and did not come here.

Suddenly, the vine stopped. Ji Yang looked over, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he felt dizzy.

"Hand over the child, we will agree to whatever you want."

"Supplies, rights, everything is fine."

"We are negotiating fairly. As for Zhao Xi, we naturally have a way to deal with it, as long as you nod."

……

Ji Yang shook his head a few times, but he couldn't wake up. All kinds of things in his previous life began to reappear in his mind, and the scenes changed back and forth, faster and faster.

Finally, it was frozen at the moment when he was swallowed by the zombies, and suddenly it slowed down again, like a slow motion, but the pain of being torn apart was still there.