apocalyptic cave life

"It doesn't matter if you don't get your body back."

When she said this, Yunjiu was standing on the top of a tall building in the center of LZ. The glass walls of the nearby buildings had almost completely disappeared. Under the endless erosion and dissolution of ice and snow in winter, some of the cement walls and asphalt roads were damaged. It has been covered by hardy moss, and the yellow-green-gray color of the moss has become the brightest color on the city ruins. The bright colors of human products such as advertising light boxes have long since faded, and they have become gray-black, fleshy things like humans.

Zhang Shu stood facing Yunjiu, but his eyes looked beyond Yunjiu to LZ who stretched down to the horizon.

This is not a city he is familiar with, even K City, Zhang Shu is not familiar with it, looking around, he only feels a cold pain in his heart, strange and at a loss.

This feeling is familiar...

If she doesn't get her body back, Yunjiu, who uses the demon pill to shape her body, may have no choice but to live as a demon.

Zhang Shu couldn't imagine——

"I don't know what method Qixuan used to separate my Yuanying from Yuanshen. I think this is a way..."

According to Yunjiu's judgment, Qixuan still wants to go back to Jiuchongtian. This old monster who transforms gods is not far away from becoming an immortal, so he will definitely not want to become a demon and stay in the demon realm, so he values ​​that body more than Yunjiu himself. When it comes to anything, he will first protect his body from being hurt.

"Instead of thinking about taking it back, it's better to think about how to destroy it, so that the disadvantages can be turned into advantages, otherwise there is no chance of winning."

……

Zhang Shu could only tell himself that even if he used all his strength, he might not be able to hurt a single hair on his body, so he could let go of his hands and feet.

A total of 24 flying swords of water, wood, and earth, each group of eight swords, surrounded Daoist Chongxu with the characters of "Pin", but Zhang Shu didn't even have time to activate it, when he heard a "duh", and a sound wave centered on Daoist Chongxu. Open, the first flying sword was hit by the sound wave, and it rolled backwards uncontrollably, almost falling backwards and hurting Zhang Shu.

The tip of the sword almost cut his face, but fortunately Zhang Shu reacted quickly and immediately withdrew the sword intent, without any danger.

But the sound followed closely, and the spiritual power of protecting the body was instantly broken, just like a shabby small sampan encountering a tsunami, Zhang Shu was hit directly into the body without any power to fight back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out , the person was also beaten and flew backwards, hitting the snow and dragging out a long trajectory.

Since the end of the world, Zhang Shu has encountered many dangers, but there has never been a time when he didn't even have the power to resist the opponent's blow that seemed to have not done his best.

Gritting his bloody teeth, he rolled over and stood up, only then did he know why Yunjiu was worried.

The gap between Dandan and Yuanying, Yuanying and Huashen cannot be made up by penance and supernatural powers.

He who managed to kill two demon generals was like an ant in front of Daoist Chongxu.

Zhang Shu forcibly mobilized his spiritual power, trying to transform into a flying sword again, but as soon as the spiritual power moved, the sea of ​​energy surged wildly, and all the spiritual energy rushed to the limbs of the whole body in a disorderly manner, tearing the muscles and bones like bursting pain, and couldn't hold it for a while. , Zhang Shu fell down.

Seeing that Zhang Shu didn't have the strength to fight back—or even run away, Daoist Chongxu once again regretted: it was really rare to be able to survive the blow of his bloody magic sound, especially a small pill.

"As a person from this world, this world has been reduced to a demon realm. You are absolutely unable to go to the sky. Why bother to give up your life for Qingcheng? If you continue to resist, I will not leave your soul behind. You must think clearly. "Reverend Chongxu thought that Yunjiu didn't dare to show his face, and only dared to "blow" him from afar.

Daoist Chongxu, who has never watched Discovery, doesn’t know what an intercontinental missile is, and thinks it is a magical power...

Zhang Shu opened his mouth: "You...cough cough!" Another mouthful of blood, the injury was serious.

Daoist Chongxu looked up at the sky, with a look of pity for all sentient beings: "Where is Qingcheng now?"

Zhang Shu wanted to speak, but it seemed that it was difficult to breathe, and he gasped twice, as if he had said something.

Daoist Chongxu flew over very arrogantly, and approached Zhang Shu step by step after landing—a period of transformation into gods. It is said that there were only three transformation gods among the ancient cultivators, and no one has stepped into it since ancient times. In the stage of transforming gods, it's hard not to be arrogant as a true person who transforms into gods.

"I'll ask you again, where is Qingcheng?"

Daoist Chongxu raised his hand, if Zhang Shu didn't say anything, if he pressed this hand, even the vajra body would be turned into dust.

Zhang Shu lowered his head, and replied intermittently with breathing: "You, you talk too much!" Don't you know that you should be straightforward and less nonsense?It has been staged countless times on TV, and if there are too many words, it's time to turn the tables!

Daoist Chongxu was furious, with his palms down, the seven orifices of the person under his palms were bleeding, and exploded into a cloud of blood mist, staining a large area of ​​snow red, and a Kun bag was covered with blood and fell out.

Daoist Chongxu didn't mind the blood stains on it, so he grabbed the Kun bag in his hand, and was about to see if there was any clue about Qingcheng, when a small ball of white light shot out of the bag like lightning, Daoist Chongxu Shocked——

Living things cannot be placed in the kun bag, even if the magic weapon is attached to the primordial spirit, it is impossible to put it in the kun bag.

Shushan sword immortals like to raise sword spirits on their swords. With sword spirits, flying swords can't be put into the Kun bag. Before they can collect the sea of ​​​​qi, low-level sword immortals can only walk around practicing with flying swords on their backs. It is the source of the fairy who was rumored to carry a long sword in the past.

It is impossible to put something like Yuanshen in a kun bag!

But... what if it wasn't Kun Dai?

It just looks like a Kundai, an ordinary cloth bag with a simple magic circle painted on it, at first glance it looks the same as a Kundai.

Daoist Chongxu knew that only Zhang Shu, a sword fairy in the alchemy stage, could be his helper beside Qingcheng. How could it be possible that someone would be willing to set him up like this?

Holding the bag in his hand, at such a close distance, he saw a flash of white light from the primordial spirit, no god could hide it, and it had already sunk into the chest of Daoist Chongxu.

Daoist Chongxu's expression changed drastically, and he retracted his hands to form a seal on his chest, trying to force out the intruding soul.

Yunjiu's primordial spirit is always alive and protected by Qixuan, so even if he has occupied the physical body for 500 years, Chongxu Daoist is still a "guest". As long as the master is alive, it is impossible to turn the guest into the master.

I also want to know who this primordial spirit who suddenly appeared——

The fake kun bag fell on the red-stained snow, and a round miniature tortoise shell rolled out from it. It was the heart that Yunjiu made for Zhang Shu. It is impossible to hide the aura under the child, but it is very simple to conceal the soul without aura.

Seeing that Master Chongxu had formed a counter-disc Liangyi and was about to force Yunjiu Yuanshen out, suddenly a flying sword emerged from under the snow and was stabbing at Master Chongxu's eyebrows.

Daoist Chongxu was taken aback, the seals in his hands scattered, a red light suddenly appeared, the flying sword slashed on the light shield, and flew backwards.

After advancing to God Transformation, it was the first time that Daoist Chongxu was forced to use his body-protecting spiritual power by the enemy's attack.

First invaded by Yuanshen, and later attacked by Feijian, Daoist Chongxu's blood-red eyes almost glowed, and his divine sense looked at the source of spiritual power pulling Feijian, and he was even more surprised!

"Zhang Shu!!!"

How could the Sword Immortal who was crushed by him a moment ago appear in the woods a few miles away safe and sound! ?When a high-ranking immortal cultivator arrives, the first thing he does is to scan the place with his divine sense. A few miles away does not exceed the range of his divine sense. How did he escape?

etc!There is a bead on Zhang Shu's body that even he can't see through... It is rumored that Qixuan received a magic weapon from the Shangxian, called Yangyuan Bead, this bead is so weird, it must be this.

Zhang Shu, who was supposed to be dead, appeared in the place where there was no one in the spiritual consciousness before, not to mention, there are still two golden pills in Zhang Shu's sea of ​​qi!

Daoist Chongxu understands a little bit, if he didn’t see it with his own eyes, even if someone told him he wouldn’t believe it, the average cultivator lacks aura, and they are busy breaking through the bottleneck to advance in practice, no one has so much aura to refine several golden pills .

If he had known that Zhang Shu had more than one golden elixir, Daoist Chongxu would never be so careless!

The supernatural powers of the alchemy stage can't shape the body, but Yuanying can. Yunjiu uses a golden pill of Zhang Shu to "make" a body for Zhang Shu. Zhang Shu doesn't even need to use the primordial spirit to control it, because it is his own golden pill What you do is just like controlling the flying sword, you can feel the movement of your body, and even the spiritual power can be avoided!

Using a golden core as bait, Zhang Shu can afford to sacrifice this little.

There is no division of cultivation between Yuanshen and Yuanshen. Next, as long as Zhang Shu can harass Daoist Chongxu so that he cannot force out Yunjiu with supernatural powers, then the battle in that perfect body will be Fair.

It has to be said that Yunjiu is really an outlier among cultivators, no one other than Yunjiu can think of such a way to deal with Huashen.

Daoist Chongxu released a small black clock. This small clock flew all the way to Zhang Shu. It was strong against the wind. When it flew over Zhang Shu's head, it was already the size of a hill. With a sound of "Dang", the trees fell down, the ground shook—— This is Daoist Chongxu's magic weapon for becoming famous, the Poyun Shaking Mountain Bell, and also his natal magic weapon. It is the most powerful among all the magic weapons he holds!

Yunjiu's primordial spirit has already entered, and the battle between the primordial spirits is definitely not easy. Daoist Chongxu, who knows how powerful he is, also knows that he must get rid of the interference of the outside world at the first time, so that he can deal with the primordial spirit of this body itself with all his strength. The natal magic weapon breaks the clouds and shakes the mountain bell.

When Zhang Shu saw the Poyun Zhenshan Bell that fell from the sky, his first thought was to run away out of breath, and suddenly remembered Yunjiu's explanation: "Chongxu Daoist's natal magic weapon is a clock, which is suspected to be modified from an ancient magic weapon. Cheng, if the rumors are true, he will not give up such a treasure, and it is very likely that you will face this clock when the time comes, so remember not to run away..."

It's not that Poyun Zhenshanzhong is good at beating people from behind, but that Zhang Shu is not suitable for escaping. To get to the bottom of it, Shushan swordsmanship is only about attacking but not defending. Fa will be greatly discounted.

It was Yunjiu who first taught Zhang Shu that when a gentleman stands up, he should be "doing".

Daoist Chongxu clenched his hands, as if he was holding a clock downwards, and was about to deal with Zhang Shu, when his eyes suddenly fainted, and Yunjiu's soul had already collided with his soul!

Such a desperate way of playing!It's not like what a cultivator who cherishes his life would do.

And Zhang Shu's hand "popped", and a small flame jumped under the cover of the lighter. Following his index finger and middle finger, he squeezed hard, squeezed the sword formula and swung it across the flame. The clock paused briefly, the long legs swept away, the snowflakes flew, and the 64 flying swords with long tails of flames flew straight at the breaking clouds and shaking the mountain bell in the air in the style of Fuxi's eight trigrams and changing divinations!

Among the five elements, fire overcomes gold, and in the freezing environment, Zhang Shu is not a monster who is good at fire magic. Daoist Chongxu, an old monster who doesn't like to learn about the earth, doesn't know the existence of such things as lighters, don't worry I just threw my talisman here...

Of course, the natal magic weapon of Huashen cannot be incinerated by Xiangke, but Yunjiu lent Yuanying to Zhang Shu.

Zhang Shu's spiritual power is exactly the same as that of Yunjiu, and Yunjiu's Nascent Soul Zhang Shu can use it directly. The power of this move is far from what it used to be.

64 flame-winged phoenixes sang clear chants soaring to the sky, surrounded by breaking clouds and shaking the mountain bell, the snow on the mountain under Zhang Shu's feet was forced by the fiery flames, turned into thick steam rising, and transformed into a fairyland in the blue sky and white day A spectacle unique to the domain.

Fuxi's gossip is as familiar to Zhang Shu as washing his face and brushing his teeth. Although Daoist Chongxu can break up several flying swords every time Daoist Chongxu drives him, every time Daoist Chongxu wants to kill him, he can't do it. Forced to stop.

Zhang Shu knew that it was Yunjiu who was desperate, they were all desperate, this feeling...was really good, stepping on the edge of life and death, fighting side by side with Yunjiu, if they wanted to live together, they would die together.

It can be said that what he has been looking forward to is today.

Even if he didn't really catch up with Yunjiu, but he was really side by side. He gritted his teeth here and gave his best, and Yunjiu did the same. Just thinking of this, Zhang Shu's mood is as hot as a phoenix spreading its wings in the air!

There is a monster with claws engraved on the clock face of Poyun Zhenshan. Every time the flying sword gets close, the carving will come to life. It stretches out its sharp claws to grab the flying sword. Once caught by them, the flying sword is as unbearable as it is made of paper. However, every time he grabbed it, a painful expression would appear on the monster's face, and it would let out a sharp scream, and the claws that retracted the clock face turned red.

Not only the face of the clock is weird, but also the inside of the clock.

If Zhang Shu was detained by a clock as big as a mountain, Zhang Shu would definitely be detained below. Looking up from his current position, he could see faces showing fear on the wall of the clock. With their mouths open, some stared wide-eyed, looking down at Zhang Shu without exception.

You don't need to guess to know what you will face if you are caught by the bell of Poyun Zhenshan.

Zhang Shu tried to let the flying sword directly attack the inside, but this clock has incomparable flexibility despite its huge and scary size. The brass bell hanging on the door spun around the ear, Zhang Shu couldn't help it for a while.

More and more places on the clock face were burnt and brightened, but it was getting closer and closer to the top of Zhang Shu's head.

During the hard battle, Zhang Shu gradually used the No.60 four-style "Weiji", and used No.60 three-style in the past, Zhang Shu would change his moves, so as not to disrupt the flow of spiritual power and lead to a passive situation.

But this time it came to the No.60 three-style "Jie Ji", for no reason, Zhang Shu did not change his moves, the palms scattered the sword art, and they clapped together, left hand forward, right hand backward, Yuanying in the sea of ​​qi opened his eyes, The delicate little mouth let out a monophonic sigh, and the childish voice overwhelmed the ringing of the flying sword and the humming and trembling of the bell breaking the clouds and shaking the mountains. After a short breath, the flames on the flying sword burst into golden crow The same blazing light, one of which was caught in the claw by the clock face monster, directly melted that claw into copper liquid and dripped down.

In an instant, it seemed as if there were 64 small suns flying in the sky, and even the original shape of the flying sword inside could no longer be seen, only clusters of golden-red light clusters could be seen.

Daoist Chongxu sensed that something was wrong, raised his hands, and slapped down on his chest.

If the natal magic weapon is damaged, his primordial spirit will be damaged. In this case, damage means destruction. He wants to threaten Yunjiu, which is Yunjiu's own body. If the body is injured or even on the verge of death Yunjiu will definitely not be willing to die, as long as Yunjiu hesitates, Zhang Shu will die on the other side.

But Daoist Chongxu didn't expect that Yunjiu not only didn't hesitate, but even facilitated this action, so a strange scene appeared, and he saw the man who was as beautiful as a fairy on the snow ground hit his chest hard with two palms one after another. Choking out a mouthful of blood foam, he almost fell to his knees.

Daoist Chongxu was furious: Qingcheng! ?

Yunjiu: I have decided to become a demon!It doesn't matter if you don't want this body, come here, give me a few more palms! ! !

Daoist Chongxu: You!You are crazy! ! !

The primordial spirits confronted each other, and within a few moments, suddenly one of the primordial spirits flickered like a candle in the wind, and let out a tiny scream.

A few kilometers away, the Poyun Zhenshan Bell made "Keng, Keng, Keng" sounds one after another. A crack visible to the naked eye appeared on the clock, and the torn monster and human face screamed, and several auras stood out. Fleeing to the outside, he was invisible by the vertical and horizontal flying swords.

Zhang Shu sat cross-legged quietly only a few meters below the Poyun Zhenshan Bell, but he turned a blind eye to the increasingly weird and frightening giant clock, his eyes were clear and peaceful——

"Weiji" turned out to be like this...

Fly to the sky and look down on the world.

Looking back at the moment when the dream was achieved.

It's not emptiness, but mixed flavors, and the sky is clear after the storm.

So the last seventeen styles are the emotions of life.

Zhang Shu's hands are not very flexible, but now he has found the same rhythm of Yunjiu's ten fingers, the spiritual power between his ten fingers is as thin as silk thread, as tough as latitude and longitude, and none of the 64 flying swords was shaken by Poyun The mountain bell was smashed, and the high temperature distorted the air in this area. The ground was completely dry, and the frozen trees showed their mutilated limbs.

On the concrete road in a nearby village, several zombies raised their rotting faces blankly and looked at the sky. The snow under their black and stone-like feet had melted away. It was unclear whether it was dirty snow or the muddy liquid flowing from their bodies. Black-yellow, with a foul stench that flows into the hollows of the road.

After a while, a sound louder than the landing of an intercontinental missile roared in all directions. It sounded like a huge bell falling to the ground, dull and shocking.

In the sea of ​​qi, Daoist Chongxu's primordial spirit froze, breaking the clouds and shaking the mountains, it was over!

Yunjiu seized the opportunity, controlled her body and slapped her chest again, this slap was relentless, blood overflowed from her nasal cavity.

At the same time, Yunjiu slammed into it fiercely with her primordial spirit as usual, and only then did Master Chongxu believe that he was really planning to become a demon and not want this physical body anymore.

At this stage, Daoist Chongxu could only admit defeat. With a flash of light, the soul finally no longer lingered, and escaped from the body. In a flash, it was tens of meters away. This soul flashed several times in succession. Far away.

Yunjiu completely took over the body, which was originally his, without the hindrance of Daoist Chongxu, and immediately merged seamlessly, the original crimson pupils suddenly turned black.

He clasped his hands together, moved his left hand forward, and rubbed his right hand backward. The movements in Zhang Shu's hands were surprisingly consistent with those of Zhang Shu who was a few kilometers away. The flames on the flying swords turned into thunder and lightning. Coming to the front of Daoist Chongxu Yuanshen, it was as dense as a net.

Daoist Chongxu's primordial spirit fled very quickly, he didn't have time to dodge, he bumped into it like that, he didn't even have time to let out a pitiful scream, and he was wiped out like that.

A metamorphosis, died so plainly, I don't know if he will not be reconciled?

Zhang Shu, who saw it with his spiritual sense, bent his eyes and smiled.

Yunjiu, Yunjiu!

If he hadn't arranged it so ingeniously, one link after another, one step at a time, how could he have won the victory in front of him!

Yunjiu stood on the snow, flexed her index finger, and wiped the blood under her nose with the back of her finger. The creepy feeling of being controlled by Daoist Chongxu turned into a gentle breeze, and the dazzling red clothes suddenly lost their aggressiveness. Like the red plums blooming in the cold spring, they are gorgeous and proud, and their beauty is incomparable.

Zhang Shu was staring in a daze, full of happiness, when Yunjiu let out a breath suddenly, and fell back, the blood that had just been wiped overflowed from the corners of her nose and mouth.

"Cloud Dove!!!"

"Here is the real-time news broadcast of the D Lake aid organization. According to the news just received by this station: As of yesterday, December 2012, 12, a total of 19 people have successfully received assistance from this organization, and received assistance from all over the world. I went to the original H town and now live in the underground city of "Weiji". After several months of expansion, the capacity of "Weiji City" is enough to accommodate another 87 people. It was fully completed a month ago...”

The sound from the radio spread throughout the cabin of a modified bus. There were more than [-] men, women, and children crowded in the cabin, and none of them had deeply sunken cheeks, a sallow complexion, and it was obvious that they had been starving for a long time. The only few packages of food and water in the car were hung on the crossbars on the roof with a sour smell. Even so, there were still several people looking at them eagerly.

There are people with guns at the front and back of the car. There are all kinds of guns. They are mainly self-made earthen guns and Type 54 that can be bought with money in the society in the past. They don’t even have the 4th Five-Year Plan, let alone those high-end guns such as M[-] and Masada. goods.

There are even two crossbows made of screws and iron bars in their hands.

"Ah Hui! How far is it!?"

A man in his 30s with bloodshot eyes leaned over to the window that used to be filled with glass but has now been replaced with iron bars. He looked out through the gap and said, "Just go straight along the way. I told you to go straight along the way." !!"

The driver was a woman of indeterminate age. Her hair was randomly cut so that her gender could hardly be seen at first glance. She spat in front of the seat: "Ask how far you are! Gone!!"

The expressions of Ah Hui and the other passengers changed.

"There is still... more than 30 kilometers left, just past the P Bay Fishing Ground."

"Grass!"

A teenager took out an old satellite phone from his backpack and said, "Why don't I see if I can contact them..."

The woman driving the car yelled: "Put it down! Don't use it until it's out of gas! I'll see if I can find a safe gas station to get some gas, and it's best to get a battery. I'm so stupid. I finally got a satellite phone. It's enough to save it for two days. Enough power to dial a number!"

A day ago, they called the D Lake Aid Agency, but they only had time to name the province and region, and the call was interrupted because the battery was dead. The radio battery is different from the satellite phone, and the radio consumes less power. The battery can also be used for a long time. In order to support it, the radio has not been turned off. It has been placed on the news channel of the D Lake Aid Agency, listening to the gentle female voice broadcasting the sound that is so far away that it seems to come from another world. Comfort the spirits of these survivors who are almost broken.

Of course, the news is more than consoling. After the satellite phone was interrupted, the Lake D aid agency thoughtfully inserted a message, targeting them, saying that the agency had a rescue team at the GT New Airport in the western suburbs of ZY City, G Province. It was supposed to withdraw to the institution on the same day, but temporarily decided to stay for another 48 hours, waiting for the survivors from Province G to arrive.

So the people in this car rushed to ZY City, and the agency rescue team waited for them for 48 hours, which is a very wide time, but that was when there were no unexpected accidents.

This is the end of the world, and sudden danger is almost anytime and anywhere——

With a sound of "boom", the roof of the car sank a large part, as if some heavy object fell outside the car.

Two women hugged their bodies tightly and curled up, not even having the courage to raise their heads.

After being hit by this blow, the bus tilted to the left and almost fell over. Fortunately, the female driver was very skilled, she slammed the steering wheel, and she just turned the car back.

Just as the men in charge of security in the car aimed their guns at the sunken roof and were about to shoot, a row of iron bars outside the side window was pulled by something, stretched and deformed like a rubber band, and an eyeball protruded like a goldfish. His face appeared outside the window, red and yellow eyes dripping with pus fixedly staring at the people in the car.

The bullets were fired, and the unarmed passengers covered their ears and lowered their bodies—this was not the first time they had been attacked by mutants, and everyone knew what to do.

But this time it was different from the past, there were two "boom" and "boom" again, and everyone in the car looked desperate.

Three variants!

The rescue team at GT Airport can't wait for them...

The remaining bullets were fired without counting, and no one told them to use them sparingly. Everyone knew that when mutants appeared in groups, there were definitely more than these three.

The female driver yelled "grass", and there were several "people" with weird postures lying on the road ahead, needless to say, mutants.

A few attacked vehicles, and a few intercepted in front to ensure that no human could escape. These monsters are becoming more and more aware of teamwork. The agency news reminds survivors to be careful of stepping into the trap of mutants every day, but they really encounter , what's the use of being careful.

As long as you run another [-] kilometers, you will be safe, as long as you run another [-] kilometers!

But the pointer on the fuel gauge has dropped to the bottom, thirty kilometers is the distance between heaven and hell!

The female driver stepped on the gas pedal amidst the bullets spraying and the other people roaring, staring at the mutants blocking the road: "I'm fighting with you!!!"

The speed of the bus soared to [-], and it rushed forward like crazy. The mutated zombie lying on the road jumped up when it was ten meters away from the vehicle, raised its arms with sharp armor and rough hair, and rushed towards the rushing bus——

Suddenly there was a sound of "咻咻", the expected impact did not come, the bus seemed to have rushed through a cloud of sand and dust, the front of the bus was not torn and smashed, only light dust rushed in from the cracks in the iron bars, and some fell on the female driver's pants .

what happened?

There were a few strange screams from the roof of the car, like the screams of a mutant dying, but there was no shadow of the fighter plane, and there were no living people on the road.

The female driver stepped on the brakes, and the bus made a screeching sound and stopped after driving for more than ten meters. The shooter also realized that something was wrong and stopped. As soon as the car stopped, the silence spread like death. He stopped breathing, and only dared to turn his eyes around.

What about mutants?Or... is this their pre-dinner game?

Ten seconds later, nothing happened.

The female driver began to boldly start the bus again, and the car moved forward slowly for tens of meters, without any mutant jumping out suddenly, everything was eerily quiet, after walking two kilometers forward cautiously, the speed of the car was slow Come down, run out of gas.

The female driver exhaled: "From here, we can only get out of the car and walk over."

Ah Hui said, "There are still thirty kilometers left."

A woman who was so frightened that she couldn't bear it cried softly, "We won't get there, the zombies are just waiting for us to get off..."

Everyone's heart was heavy, no one knew if what she said was true, what if it was?

The female driver said: "Then I have to go, if I don't go, I will wait here to die!"

Some people had a hesitant look on their faces, looking very repulsive outside the car.

Suddenly, the roar of the engine came from the front of the road. It was very heavy, louder than their bus.

A group of people looked ahead in amazement, and soon, three armored vehicles appeared in the field of vision, and behind the armored vehicle was a modified bus that was much more regular than theirs. The steel plate inlaid body was very strong at first glance.

This group of survivors could hardly believe their eyes, this is...

A loudspeaker sounded from far away: "We are the G Provincial Rescue Team of D Lake Aid Organization!"

"Wow!!!"

The boy holding the satellite phone nervously was not talking about cheering, but screaming, his tears flowed down, he opened the car door, even if the baby's satellite phone was dropped, he didn't even bother to pick it up, he got out of the car and went madly ahead. Run, run and yell, "We are here!!! We are here!!! We are here!!!!"

Following him, several people rushed out of the car. They were weak from long-term malnutrition and ran forward with all their strength. They were saved!All saved! ! !

The armored convoy drove tens of meters in front of the bus, afraid of bumping into these near-death survivors, who almost went crazy, and then stopped. A soldier got out of the car. He was not tall, but very strong, with dark skin and piercing eyes. , he got out of the car, instead of speaking to the survivors running towards him, he raised his head and shouted to the roof of the bus: "Zhang Shu...you should hurry up!"

The female driver who just got out of the car took a strange look at the roof of the car where she got off, and was stunned. Just a few meters above the roof of the car, there stood a young man with clear features and round black eyes, looking at her.

The first thought that came to her mind was: What is this thing! ! !

It is said that it is a human being, how can a human being float in the air?How do people have such clear eyes?The silent wind surrounded this man, and he pulled off the black windbreaker. The sub-zero temperature seemed to have no effect on him. There was only a thin shirt under the windbreaker. The clean fabric of the shirt was pressed against his tight waist, tight and tight. concise……

She was still watching, but the man grinned and showed her a clean and simple smile with no intentions at all.

Then he flew to the armored convoy in full view, said a few words to a few soldiers who came down, and got into the car.

What happened afterwards was like an unreal dream. The group of survivors were transferred to a clean, comfortable and safe bus, escorted to the airport by an armored convoy, and a large transport plane was waiting for them, carrying all the vehicles and people. After flying thousands of kilometers, he landed at the airport of the D Lake Aid Agency more than an hour later.

Someone came to pick them up and took them into a grand underground city. Some places were man-made and some places were natural. From time to time, figures with unknown lights flickered on the walls. Then, they had a full meal , crystal grains of rice, fragrant bread, fresh vegetables and fruits, and even a bright, smell-free room to sleep in after a meal.

On the second day, someone came to check their bodies, after taking a bath and disinfecting, they got new clothes and changed their residences. On the third day, they registered their names and specialties... It was not until after working for several days that the feeling of dreaming faded away, and I dared to believe that this was not after death. not heaven, but the real world.

On December 2012, 12, the sun disappeared, the earth sank into darkness, and the temperature continued to drop, but the people living in 'Weiji City' felt nothing.

If you get a job outside the cave, you can only see it when you walk out of the cave. A transparent "glass cover" is upside down on the ground of the whole "Weiji City", and the cold wind that searches for life is blocked outside and cannot enter at all. There is a bottomless darkness outside the cover, but there is a warm little sun inside, making everything on the ground as sunny as before, with green trees, gurgling streams, and modern functional towers standing in it...

On January [-], [-], two young people walked on the lawn of the D Lake Aid Agency, basking in the sun and talking.

"If you don't bask in the sun, your face will be like paper!"

"Wordy!"

"Yunjiu... Your injury has already healed, right?"

"Nonsense!" The man with a handsome face that could be described as beautiful, and he didn't think it was too much, turned around violently, and walked towards the entrance of the hole with the words "Central Area" written on it: "Okay, won't I tell you? My chest just It’s still hurting! You insist on me coming out to bask in the sun!!! You call it abuse!!!”

The one behind caught up and grabbed his arm: "It doesn't hurt when I don't ask you, but it hurts when I ask you, you can talk about it yourself! Do you want to change the excuse? It will be too much to use one excuse for half a year! "

"I don't know who is too much!" This one was even more angry, and the voice of grinding teeth could almost be heard: "If I say it's not good, it's not good! It's not an excuse!!! You're annoying me again!!!"

The one in the back let go, as if threatened, folded his arms to watch him walk away, and said expressionlessly, "Since your injury is not recovering, you should sleep separately! lest I wake up in the middle of the night and meditate and disturb you."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"...I don't know who is threatening who, it's so difficult to come out to bask in the sun!"

……

On the top of a distant hill, the radar station stood on the roof of a small building, and a man dressed as an officer put down his binoculars: "I see, Zhang Shu and Yunjiu are about to start fighting again..."

Next to him lay a... one end... a huge pangolin, which seemed to be basking in the sun, or drying up... lazily said: "Let's beat it! Let them pay for it if they break it! Don't make it any more They play tricks, let's see who dares to fight!?"

"They... are the bosses."

"Huh!? Aren't they two rice worms raised by the institution!?"

"you……"

Before he could finish speaking, a thunderstorm fell from the sky, and the pangolin was roasted, smelling like meat, propped itself up, lay down in another place, and continued to dry in the sun.

Zeng Mao looked at the sky above his head. At a higher place above him, where he could not see, the satellites faithfully recorded the changes of the earth. If the data of these nine days is a stable change index, then we will see you again in a few years. A real sun is not out of the question—

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