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The soft sunlight wraps everything, and Wen Xin sits on the branch enjoying rare leisure time.

Since Carson took over part of the supply mission from her, Wen Xin felt a little more relaxed.

"It's really early today." Wen Xin was surprised by Carson's efficiency.

"Don't underestimate me like this all the time, I can stand on my own feet!" Carson was dissatisfied with Wen Xin's surprise.

"Is that so?" Wen Xin nodded thoughtfully, and said, "If that's the case, then leave the guard supplies today, I'm going to do my own business."

"Leave it to me. Am I considered a good apprentice?" After knowing each other for such a long time, Carson knew that when Wen Xin spoke with such certainty, there was absolutely no room for negotiation, and he no longer made unnecessary struggles.

"Ha...you can really say it." Wen Xin shook her head, took the backpack and long sword, re-laced her shoes, got up and walked towards the town.

"Hey!" Carson suddenly stopped Wen Xin.

"Huh?" Wen Xin tilted her head slightly, indicating that Carson had something to say.

"Uh...it's really nothing." Carson touched his head, as if he felt a little embarrassed, "I mean...be careful."

"Oh." Wen Xin nodded, carrying forward the quality of reciprocity and said: "You too, you must remember..."

"'The walking dead are not the most dangerous.' Don't worry, I'm a man, not your son." Carson waved his hand, "Come back early."

"Do your best."

"Oh, I finally got something to gain." Dang Wenxin sighed contentedly as he recovered the last iron nail into the system.

"You caused the trouble yourself, who can be blamed?" The system exchanged resources into coins and gave them to Wen Xin.

"Don't mention it, okay? I'm depressed enough." Wen Xin kept enough necessities for her life, and now she doesn't need the restraint she had at the beginning, so it's better to save money if you can.

"I told you to get rid of him earlier."

"I said, don't mention this anymore. Anyway, it's just a little troublesome so far, and the loss is nothing. Didn't you collect the supplies today?" Wen Xin comforted, sometimes she really felt that the system was not the emperor's The eunuch is anxious, she is not in a hurry, she doesn't know what the system is anxious about.

"Hmph~ I'm saying that from your point of view." The system snorted arrogantly and twisted dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, you are the most wise." Wen Xin said perfunctorily, and then turned her gaze to the hazy sky—it took too much time, and I don't know what is going on with Carson, I hope nothing will happen.From just now, Wen Xin has always had a bad feeling.

"Go back quickly." Wen Xin wrapped her backpack tightly, quickened her pace, and rushed to the camp.

I'm really afraid of what will come, just like sitting in the classroom and waiting for the teacher to answer the question by name. When you feel an ominous premonition, it is usually you.

The camp was in a mess, and there were a few walking corpses crawling on the ground with missing arms and legs.Wen Xin stepped forward quickly, chasing after the walking corpse in the direction it was crawling.

Along the way, there were sporadic and serious bloodstains dripping, which made Wen Xin's heart sink.

"Carson?" After a short run, Wen Xin found Carson deep in the forest.

Carson looked pretty bad, his whole body was soaked in blood, large and small wounds were like greedy mouths sipping what was left of his life, and an obvious gunshot wound on his chest was bleeding continuously.Attracted by the blood, several walking corpses are trying to tear the flesh from Carson.

"How did this happen?" Wen Xin frowned, kicked the walking corpse's head, and rested Carson's back with one hand, and quietly released the Gospel of Holy Light.

"You're right...ahem...human beings are the most dangerous." Carson smiled with difficulty, "I'm still too careless."

"..." Wen Xin didn't know what to say, she could only try her best to treat her and delay her death.

"I've let you down, haven't I?"

"There is no question of being disappointed or not." Wen Xin said lightly.

"That's right, you just gave me a hand." Carson said mockingly, looking quite disappointed, he paused.

The two were relatively silent for a long time. Carson tremblingly took out a necklace pendant from his close pocket. This action made his mouth and nose start to bleed, "I found it... I've been thinking about giving it to you in a few days. ... I think there will be no chance in the future except today."

The crystal clear cross shone with yellowish light in the setting sun. Wen Xin glanced at it, and put it in her pocket under Carson's expectant eyes: "It's very beautiful."

"..." Carson smiled, as if this simple action had cost him a lot of life, "You should get out of here. I was bitten."

"I know." Wen Xin adjusted Carson's posture, letting him lean on her body, "You can't beat me even if you become Bumpman."

"Heh...cough...cough cough..." Carson smiled wryly, "That's true."

After a pause, Carson regained some strength and said, "I don't want to become a walking corpse."

"No." Wen Xin's voice remained flat, "With me, all evil will not invade."

"Cough, cough, cough." Carson's face turned red, it seemed much better than before, "You still like cold humor so much."

"Aglaia, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die... at least I don't want to die here. I always thought I should live to be 90 years old, sitting in an easy chair, facing the fireplace, on a bright afternoon, a The pastor presided over the funeral service for me, people said goodbye to my body in church, and my children gave me white roses before I was buried..."

Wenxin held Carson in her arms, and listened quietly to his complaints, fears, and wishes... The cool wind blew through the treetops, bringing in a faint stench, reminding them what kind of hell this is.

Carson's slack pupils looked towards Wen Xin's direction, and murmured, "Will I go to hell?"

"No." Wen Xin said with certainty.

"how do you know?"

"Because I'm Uriel." Wen Xin held Carson's cold hand and whispered into Carson's ear, "We're in hell, but you can go now."

"...Really..." But I hope to be with you, at least watch you survive this hopeless doom... Carson felt as if his throat was stuffed with lead, "Be careful... governor (governor) )..."

Wen Xin put down Carson's hand, decisively severed Carson's brainstem with a dagger, took off his coat, wrapped him up and carried him on his back.

"He's dead." The system thought Wen Xin was doing useless work, and reminded him kindly, "He won't know what you did."

"I know." Wen Xin remained expressionless, "It's a good idea to get to know each other once, so we can't let him just expose his corpse to the wilderness like this."

"It's not your fault." The system believes that, according to common sense, it should really say such a sentence.

"I know." Wen Xin was a little helpless, "Don't worry, if I was so sentimental, I would have destroyed the world countless times."

"That's the best." The system said, "But what are you doing with him?"

"Find a church, and then I'll play a guest role as the priest and relatives and friends." Wen Xin scratched her hair and said, "It can be regarded as satisfying part of his wish."

"There's no gain to speak of."

"There are enough sad things in this world, let's do a little bit of humanity."

"For this reason?"

"Of course. Otherwise, what else would there be?" Wen Xin looked at the system in surprise.

"Ha... What a poor person." The system muttered, and drifted away carelessly.

"Hey, what do you mean by that?"

"Means nothing."

"Look less arrogantly, speak quickly."

"No, it's just a pity for an unrequited love."

"Carson? Stop making fun of the dead."

"...It's really pathetic."