What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

Song Shu followed Fu Ying and jumped down from the balcony. She could now skillfully lead the black mist to fly down.

If there were no super powers and no apocalypse, if humans wanted to break through genetic limitations and possess the ability to fly and more super powers that transcend physical and natural limitations, they probably would never see that day in their lifetime.

They flew down from Building No. 2, and Song Shu also saw the motionless corpse under the top of the wall, embedded by black spikes and hanging there, attacked by the cold wind and snow.

Fu Ying stood on the top of the wall and looked down at the white zombies below. The zombies below saw the living people, smelled the breath of the living people, and heard the voices of the living people. They were like chicken blood, and their silver-white eyes were full of ferocity.

They roared hoarsely, controlled their bodies with limbs as hard as ice, and rushed straight up. Within half a minute, the white zombies under the wall had piled up to the top of the wall again, and their bodies were stuck by the protruding spikes.

Whenever Song Shu saw those white zombies rushing up, her heart inevitably sank. She grabbed Fu Ying's sleeve, and with her other hand she copied the black spikes and flew towards a white zombie that was less than half a meter away from the top of the wall!

The spike suddenly grew larger in the white zombie's brain, breaking through the back of his head, bringing out a white spirit crystal stained with brain matter. Song Shu controlled the black mist and threw the spirit crystal into the wall, saying, "You are here, these white zombies will not pose any threat to us."

Fu Ying's control over her own supernatural powers is terrifyingly strong, which Song Shu has already noticed. Although she can control the black fog, it takes a lot of mental energy every time, and she can't build a black wall with the released black fog like Fu Ying does.

The power she extracted and released using her supernatural powers would eventually be taken back into her hands, but Fu Ying gave her own supernatural powers autonomy.

Fu Ying said: "But there are endless white zombies. If I encounter a real attack, I must not focus my energy on these low-level monster zombies."

Song Shu: "Then let's clear out all the weird zombies outside the wall today."

There is a main road opposite the community, and further ahead is an overpass, and then residential buildings and neighborhoods. The snow there is deep enough to bury half a person. No one is cleaning the road, and no one is moving around.

Song Shu suddenly felt a chill.

——Perhaps, in this nearby area, only the community where they live has many living people, so there are sounds, heat sources, and smells, attracting batches of strange zombies to come.

Fu Ying looked at the road to the east and said calmly, "When I came here, there weren't many monsters in the north."

Song Shu: "Did you come all the way from the viaduct?"

Fu Ying: “Yes.”

"The wall needs to be thicker and higher," Song Shu said, "otherwise, with this little height, if there are enough white zombies, they will be able to climb over the wall."

Fu Ying: “No.”

She lowered her eyes, a layer of white covered her black eyelashes, and Song Shu saw a ball of purple light slowly emerging from her heart.

Song Shu felt the wall vibrating, and even making a tiny rumbling sound. The ball of purple light at Fu Ying's chest slowly floated to the top of the wall under the feet of the two of them, and penetrated into the wall at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The moment the pitch-black wall was covered with a layer of purple light, it seemed to have a soul and turned into a sticky black liquid, slowly clinging to the still moving and struggling white zombie, wrapping it up completely.

The pitch-black slime spread forward to the main road, and any white zombie that was touched was dragged into the seemingly thin layer of black liquid, and their bodies were swallowed up by the black liquid as if they were trapped in a swamp.

Song Shu watched the white zombies disappear, leaving only countless white spirit crystals lying on the mucus.

Fu Ying's special ability directly decomposed the corpses of those strange zombies!

Song Shu was so shocked that he was speechless. The south instantly turned into a black river, spreading towards both ends.

She ran along the top of the wall to the east, and saw the same scene there. All the white zombies were dragged into the black liquid that was more powerful than the bottomless pit.

Song Shu couldn't help but gasp, his throat felt cold and he started coughing violently.

She suppressed her cough and looked far away at the several office buildings only four or five stories high at the east end. The area was already covered with thick snow and not a single ghost was visible.

The wall under her feet was still shaking slightly. Song Shu heard Bo Li's voice. She turned around and found that she had run to Building No. 3.

Bo Li jumped out from the balcony of Building No. 5, surrounded by golden light, and appeared in front of him in a moment.

When she saw the shocking scene below, she couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

"Is this - is this Fu Ying's ability?" she asked.

Song Shu: "I think her ability must have evolved."

Bo Li smiled and said, "That's great! Her ability is extremely strong. This shows how powerful hatred is in human emotions. Anyone who masters it will become a king."

Song Shu watched the purple light rapidly rushing from the east to the north, and with Fu Ying in mind, he turned around and ran south.

Bo Li wanted to follow, but a blue lightning suddenly blocked his way. Ah Yan didn't care about the white funeral being swallowed below, and simply said: "Follow me."

Bo Li: "Don't be jealous, she is better than you."

Ah Yan unconsciously bent the middle finger and ring finger of his right hand. He was not annoyed when he heard Bo Li say this, and his tone was very calm.

"We found two kids in the mini mall," she said.

Bo Li was stunned: "What?"

……

The purple light surging in the black wall gradually returned to Fu Ying.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Shu sitting next to her, swinging his legs and letting the wind and snow blow on him.

"Great, Ying." Song Shu raised his thumb and chewed a piece of gum that he had taken out from somewhere.

Fu Ying: "..."

She also followed Song Shu and sat down.

The black liquid on the road was flowing at an extremely slow speed. The two of them looked quietly at the snow-covered buildings in the distance, speechless for a moment.

Fu Ying took out a purple spirit crystal from his pocket, and held it in his palm to restore his strength. The uncomfortable swelling feeling on both sides of his head gradually dissipated.

Song Shu suddenly said something quietly.

"You black wall..."

Fu Ying turned his head and stared at her.

Song Shu stretched out his voice: "Okay - freezing my butt."

"..."