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Nanji stared at the piece of jade, feeling a thump in his heart and unable to make any sound as if his throat was choked by something.His lips trembled slightly, and then he looked blankly at the headless zombie again.

Although the zombie's body was rotten, the rotten sweater and shoes could still be seen.

As for the head that had already rolled aside, its withered hair color was exactly the same as that of his younger brother.

How, how is it possible? !
How could Nanfeng suddenly turn into a zombie when he was clearly fine just now? !
Anji took two steps back, his mind was racing, and he suddenly raised his head and looked around.

"Nanfeng! Nanfeng, where are you! Your brother and I are timid, so don't scare me!"

For a long time, no one answered.

Sweat broke out on Nanji's forehead, and he tightened his grip on the gun, not daring to look at the broken piece of jade on the ground.

Nanfeng couldn't turn into a zombie, he was under an illusion.

It must be that boy Jidian!

I clearly didn't see that kid just now, nor did I look at him, so how could he fall under the illusion?

Anji continued to search around, and suddenly he found that white mist appeared between his breaths.

He rubbed his arms and frowned in confusion.

It's obviously a foggy day, but why does it feel like the surroundings are getting colder?
As a gust of wind blew over his head, Anji subconsciously looked up at the sky. For a moment, a snowflake fell.

A touch of coldness melted on his forehead.

Snow?
Anji suddenly froze, and a strange yet familiar memory was forced into his mind.

The white mist dissipated, and the scene in front of me was strange and bizarre, finally stopping in a cold winter room.

"Brother, how have you been doing recently? Look at me, I look so stylish! I just applied for a job as a bodyguard in the Fang Group, so I have to dress like this!"

Nanfeng sat across the table and showed off his suit. There was a mist between the two of them, and Nanji picked up the meat and put it into the hot pot out of habit.

"It's not a big deal. How can you perform in a real fight wearing this?"

Nanfeng smiled and said:

"Brother, you don't understand. We are now a society governed by law. If we really want to fight, there are already police!"

"Then what does your boss want from you? Are you trying to show off for him?"

Nan Feng crossed his legs and raised his head to take a sip of wine, then put down his mouth and said:

"You're right, what the boss wants is a front row! How much do you think the monthly salary is? Hehe, this is the number!"

Seeing his appearance, Anji sighed: "Okay, I'll rest assured that you can support your brother. Speaking of which, our mother is still worried about whether you will have enough food and clothing to keep warm outside. She asks me where you are going every day. Just fooling around."

When Nanfeng heard this, he clapped his hands and immediately picked up a gift box from the ground and handed it over.

"It's not a waste of time to worry about it. Look, I bought this for my mother. You can take it back for me, as I am honoring her!"

Nanji took a look at the high-end skin care products, smiled, lowered his head and took a bite:

"I won't take it for you. You have to take it back and tell your mother."

Nan Feng curled his lips when he heard this: "Oh brother, how dare I do that? I will definitely be beaten to death by her when I go back."

"She is so talkative that she wants to beat you up. Every year when the weather gets cold, she knits sweaters for two of us. Look at what I'm wearing. Mom also made a set for you."

As he said this, Anji took out a plastic bag from his backpack. Inside the bag was the sweater knitted by the old man.

Nanfeng took it and opened it to see that the stitches were very dense and soft to the touch. He could tell it was made of good wool.

"She is getting older and her eyesight is no longer working properly. She is causing trouble for herself all day long..."

Having said that, Nan Feng took off his suit jacket and put the sweater directly on his body.

When he was putting on his clothes, the red rope and white jade that fell from his neck gave Antarctica a sharp look.

When Nanji wanted to take a look again, he saw that Nanfeng had already put on the sweater, spread his arms and looked at the size.

Nanji continued to eat and rolled his eyes at him: "Look, I'm not thinking about you! You, on the other hand, ran away from home a few years ago and have been gone for several years. You don't know how to worry her..."

"I wasn't sensible before. Now that I have found a serious job, I can drive for my boss while I am strong, support my appearance, and save more money so that I can support my mother in her old age!"

Nanfeng said, still twisting and looking up and down on his sweater.

Antarctica cannot see him like this:

"It's as if you, a filial son, have fulfilled your filial duty. Don't talk nonsense with me. You have to go back with me no matter what you say today. Our mother is not in good health. If you don't go back, then... "

Nanfeng lowered his head and sighed after hearing this: "Hey, that's enough, why don't you let me go back with you? It's a rare holiday today, come on, let's go!"

"Whatever festival we celebrate, these are all foreign festivals...only celebrated by little girls..."

Nanfeng smiled and said:

"As you said, let's celebrate my brother's return home, okay?"

While speaking, Nanfeng held up his wine glass.

Nan Ji then picked up the wine bottle, but just as he was about to drink, he looked down and found that the wine had already been drained.

Nanfeng stood up immediately: "Don't move, brother, I'll go find the boss to get some..."

Nanji just looked at Nanfeng quietly, and saw him getting up and walking to the door of the store. He saw the waiter taking out a room-temperature beer and shaking his head. Then he looked at the heavy snow falling outside the door and the boxes of wine stored outside the door.

Nanji frowned, and sure enough, he saw Nanfeng pushing open the door wearing a sweater.

Nanji suddenly realized something and immediately stood up and walked towards his brother.

"Wait! Nanfeng!"

Nan Ji quickly walked to the door and was about to open the door and go out to find Nan Feng. Suddenly, a scream sounded from the hot pot restaurant behind him.

Nan Ji suddenly looked back, and at this glance, he suddenly stayed in place.

At some point, all the guests who were dining there changed their appearance.

Their skin was rapidly decaying and struggling.

The few remaining living people were quickly pushed to the ground and chewed.

There was also a person who plunged headlong into a hot pot. When he raised his head, all the flesh on his face fell off, revealing the white bones...

Looking back at the door, I saw Nanfeng outside the door already carrying two bottles of beer and walking back.

The other party saw Nan Ji at the door and was about to come in happily, but before the door opened, a black figure suddenly rushed out and knocked Nan Feng to the ground.

At that moment, Anji clearly saw a face that was also highly corrupt.

Nanji immediately pushed the door open and went out, picked up the broken wine bottle on the ground and threw it at the thing. However, the thing seemed not to be afraid of pain and kept chewing on Nanfeng's neck without letting go.

"Ahhh...brother, help me! Help me!"

No matter how hard Nanfeng kicked, he couldn't push the thing in front of him away.

After a while, Nanfeng, who was still struggling, collapsed on the ground and started twitching.

Anji's eyes turned red, he looked around, and then he used the big shovel he was shoveling on the side to break the thing's neck.

When he lowered his head to look at Nanfeng again, half of Nanfeng's face was covered in blood.

"elder brother……"

"Nanfeng, Nanfeng, hold on!" "Brother...our mother...our mother..."

Nanji was frantically trying to cover his bloody face with something.

"Stop talking, don't move! I'll take you to the hospital!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Anji took out his mobile phone and immediately called the emergency number.

"Ambulance, I need an ambulance! My brother was bitten!"

"What kind of hot pot are we in... Nanfeng? Nanfeng!"

When Anji looked down again, Nanfeng had stared and stopped completely.

It was said that it was motionless, but only the white teeth exposed after being chewed seemed to be still trembling and trying to say something.

Nanji trembled and hugged his younger brother, looking up and crying.

Snowflakes fell from the sky one by one, landing on his forehead.

As the familiar coolness came back, all the scenes seemed to be happening all over again.

I was sitting in the hot pot restaurant again, watching Nanfeng trying on sweaters with a smile...

Antarctica froze on the spot.

This seems to be my own memory.

correct.

He remembered.

On the day of the end, he and his brother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, were eating hot pot in the small restaurant downstairs for the holidays.

Unexpectedly, the next second, most of the people in the hot pot restaurant mutated into zombies, and his brother went out to get wine and was eaten to death by zombies...

Nanfeng has long been dead...

Then why...

The south wind will come to life...

The two brothers have been together these past few months... Nanfeng is indeed alive again...

How is this going……

Anji felt a sharp pain in his head. He opened his eyes again, and the surroundings had long returned to a white mist.

"Nan Feng is dead... Nan Feng... has been dead a long time ago?"

Anji looked around blankly, then looked at the head not far away.

As the head trembled slightly, Anji moved towards it a few times with heavy steps.

When he turned to the front, he saw that the gray eyes of the head were turning up unconsciously, and the teeth, which had long since lost their flesh, were mechanically opening and closing up and down.

"Brother...hehe...hehe..."

Antarctica looked at it in disbelief.

"No, south wind... south wind!"

This is not an illusion, this is not an illusion!
Nanfeng has been dead a long time ago, he has been dead a long time ago!

Anji suddenly remembered something.

It's sir, it's his skill!
It was he who used [Time Reshaping] to send his brother's time back ten years ago!
For this reason, he and his brother swore loyalty to him and even removed many obstacles for them.

But why?
Who will tell me why the south wind suddenly changes back now?
Is there still a time limit for this skill? !

He immediately clicked on his system panel and wanted to contact the other party, but at this time the system ruthlessly popped up a prompt box,
【warn!During the competition, communication with the outside world is prohibited. 】

【warn!During the competition, communication with the outside world is prohibited. 】

"Brother...it hurts..."

As the rotting heads on the ground mechanically spit out syllables.

Anji was full of tears and knelt on the ground with a pop.

He slowly raised his head and shouted angrily at the top of the white mist:
"Fang Xiang, you liar! You promised to save him! I killed so many people for you, you liar! You don't deserve to die!"

The voice echoed in the empty mist, but no one responded to him.

After a long while, Nanji lowered his head and tremblingly picked up the broken jade and the red rope on the ground.

Then he hugged the head on the ground that was still making syllables, his eyes filled with tears.

He clumsily continued to cover his face, which had lost all flesh, with his sleeves:

"Don't be afraid of the south wind...don't be afraid..."

"It won't hurt soon...this ghost place...brother will take you out of this ghost place..."

"Well..."

"Nanfeng...let's go home..."

"go home……"

The corner of Nanji's mouth seemed to be crying or smiling, and then he pulled hard and sounded the thunder in his hand.

With a loud bang, the sky-shattering explosion shook half of the map.

The unexpected explosion caused the surrounding white mist to rapidly expand outwards, and the buildings originally obscured by the white mist were blown away from their original appearance by the aftermath of the explosion.

At the same time, Bian Ran, who was far away on the map, was startled by the vibration:
"Holy crap? Is Yun Xiao so fierce?"

Ji Yuqing heard the sound and ran to a higher place anxiously, trying to check the situation in the distance, but the white mist only rolled and surged for a while and did not dissipate.

Ji Yuqing frowned: "This is too risky. What if Ji Dian gets hurt..."

Bian Ran's lips twitched when he heard this: "Miss Ji, don't you even look at the team panel? Your brother didn't even lose a drop of blood, what are you worried about?"

Ji Yuqing glanced at the health bar, then felt relieved, and then glared at Bian Ran: "You know nothing, how old is he! Can he compare with you?!"

Bian Ran shrank his neck and said nothing.

At the center of the explosion, the black smoke produced by the violent explosion was rapidly merging with the surrounding white mist, and eventually floated upward into the sky, gradually turning gray and finally being completely submerged by the white mist.

Seeing that the time came to four o'clock in the afternoon, the bell rang with a "ding dong".

A wisp of breeze slowly blew through the city, carrying white mist.

Not long after, the thick fog covering the entire [Future New City] was slowly blown away, revealing the original buildings.

And Yun Xiao, who had been standing on a high place for a long time, finally revealed her figure. She lowered her head and looked at everything below indifferently.

At this time, the empty ground was as clean and tidy as new.

It was as if nothing had happened.