Chapter 687: Death Together
"Xiaomao?" Cangcuo reached out and pushed the person who didn't respond but hugged him tighter.
Nan Xiaomo still didn't make a sound, as if she was asleep, but there was a warm and wet feeling coming from the place where her waist was pressed tightly. Cangcuo's hand that was pushing her loosened as if the force was lost, and slowly covered her shoulders, and finally hugged her tightly.
"Xiao Mo," Cangcuo murmured softly, suppressing his emotions, as if he wanted to finally engrave this name that had run through half of his life into his bones.
They encountered turmoil in their best years and were on guard all day long about when death would come. Nan Xiaomio finally awakened her special powers and no longer had to worry about the accidental end of her life, but Cangcuo entered the countdown early.
Fate always plays jokes on mortals, and mortals don't even have a chance to struggle.
The peaceful days were too short, and Cangcuo had not had enough of them. Time was running out. He leaned over and kissed the top of his lover's head, reluctant to let her go, "Go, the farther the better, go and live a free life."
Nan Xiaomo shook her head and buried her face in his chest, with suppressed sobs coming out.
Ji Zheng's supernatural power is not weak, but the three people outside are even more fearless and daring. Ji Zheng is already struggling to hold on, and he shouts to the inside, "Go find support quickly, someone is plotting against us here."
He also felt something was wrong. He was surrounded by his comrades who had been through thick and thin with him. The difference in their ability levels was not that big. Even if they were sleeping very soundly, it was impossible for there to be no movement for so long.
It could only be that this was a premeditated attack.
Zhang Nannan has woken up, but the plants covering her heart have caused some damage to her body. Her lips are blue and they look like they will bulge out after she gasps for breath.
Old Zhang anxiously patted Zhang Shun's face, looking outside from time to time, and then glanced in the direction of Cangcuo and the other man - he knew that it was impossible for him to take away the unconscious Zhang Shun and his granddaughter who was obviously seriously injured.
"Uncle, take the children and run away," Cangcuo reminded him to give up at the right time, otherwise he might not be able to leave anyone behind.
Old Zhang was really in a dilemma at this time. He wanted to struggle a little more, and slapped Zhang Shun's face even harder, and the slapping sounds sounded like a slap in the face.
"Xiao ..."
Cangcuo didn't say the rest. Nan Xiaomo stood up. She leaned over and hung one of Cangcuo's arms on her shoulder. This was the arm that could once hold her up with one hand, but later, because he was worried that she would be tortured, he cut off a layer of flesh and skin. The damaged nerves could not be repaired, and it eventually became a complete decoration.
She gritted her teeth and propped up the man's body, facing the wall and promoting the growth of plants. The green plants crawled on the wall, and in a short while, they extended to a shape as tall as a person. As the plants peeled off, a door fell towards the two of them, and was caught by the plants and gently placed on the ground.
"Xiao Mo..." Seeing that she could do this, Old Zhang looked up and prayed, "Take Shunzi with you. He is a supernatural being and will definitely be able to help you when he wakes up."
Nan Xiaomo did not look back, and her firm steps supported Cangcuo to move forward, just like several months ago, when the two of them were covered in blood and supported each other as they walked into the aimless darkness.
“Xiao Mo, Cangcuo is in bad condition, he…” Not daring to alarm the people outside, Old Zhang lowered his voice as much as possible.
Nan Xiaomo heard it anyway. She turned her head sharply and the plant in her hand flew straight towards Zhang Shun's forehead.
"Little one!" There was no need for anyone to explain what it would mean to the psychic once the crystal core was attacked. Old Zhang didn't bother to cover up and screamed in fear. ,
I saw that the plant that had pierced my skin was covered with a layer of ice, which extended towards Nan Xiaomo along the direction of its growth.
Nan Xiaomo threw away the plant in her hand without any surprise, glanced at Zhang Shun who opened his eyes, and turned away.
"Xiaomo, put me down." Cangcuo had no strength left and was completely relying on Nan Xiaomo. Although she was thin, she still had a man's skeleton. Her lover had been suffering from illness since childhood and did not have much strength in his body. He was already out of breath after just a few steps, swaying and looking like he could fall down at any time.
Nan Xiaomi shook her head without saying a word. Cangcuo didn't dare to struggle against her and could only try his best to follow her forward.
As soon as the sound of Old Zhang running in surprise stopped, the house collapsed and the smoke and dust cleared. Ji Zheng was sitting on the ground holding his stomach. One of the three psychics who were confronting him fell to the ground, and the other two were injured, but they walked towards the cabin with firm steps.
As Cangcuo said, their target is obviously the few people detained here.
"Dad, take our daughter away." Zhang Shunren was unconscious but conscious. He knew clearly what was happening around him. He couldn't tell whether Old Zhang's behavior was right or wrong, but it went against the bottom line he had always adhered to. So even if he woke up, he didn't have the face to say a word to Cangcuo and the others.
"Shunzi..."
"I can't leave." Zhang Shun struggled to sit up, his tone calm. Everyone living in the end times is prepared for death to come at any time.
"Shunzi, I'll stay here, you take Nannan away..."
"Dad!" Zhang Shun shouted angrily. The old Zhang, who had calmed down, burst into tears instantly. He hugged his granddaughter tightly in his arms. When he heard his weak son controlling the ice power with one hand to attack the two people coming over, he turned around and whispered to him, "Run away."
A storm of ice and snow appeared in the field of vision, like a knife scraping flesh. Old Zhang knew that his son was doing his best to create a last chance for the two of them. He called out "Shunzi", picked up his daughter, and turned around and ran.
When passing Nan Xiaomo and the other person, Old Zhang paused, and an inaudible "I'm sorry" was heard, which then disappeared in the wind in an instant.
The ice and snow behind him became more severe, and the biting cold attacked him from behind. Cangcuo couldn't help but coughing violently twice. As he collapsed weakly, Nan Xiaomo, who was supporting him, was dragged down with him. Both of them fell heavily to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
“Go...go...!” Cangcuo tried to push Nan Xiaomo, but he was too weak and had little strength. He got angry and said, “Go away quickly.”
"Nan Xiaomo, run away!" Zhang Shun, who was holding on tightly, suddenly shouted loudly.
Nan Xiaomo looked back in the darkness. In the cold moonlight, he could only see sharp white all over the sky. The man sitting in the middle could not move, but he straightened his upper body and tried his best to withstand the attack from the opposite side. The fire attribute ability restrained his frost, and hissing and hot steam floated up, blocking his sight.
He couldn't stop them at all, his only chance was to fight for his life.
Nan Xiaomo seemed to understand what he was going to do.
She struggled to get up, dragged Cangcuo to lean against the wall of the neighbor's house, and sat beside him to catch her breath. Looking up, she could see a bright moon shining through the gap in the mountain stream, illuminating a patch of light.
"Cangcuo, the moon is so bright tonight."
There was a surge of energy not far behind him. Cangcuo's broken body could not withstand the impact. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He turned his head to look at the person next to him. There was a smile in his tearful eyes, and his gentle love was not concealed at all.
He said, "I will love you forever in my life."
Just as they promised when they met at their youngest.
There was a loud bang behind them, and the tremendous energy finally submerged the two of them completely, taking with it their everlasting love and those unspoken secrets, ending at the beginning of the spring breeze.
At the edge of the explosion energy, a figure covered in blood was lying on the ground. The beard on his face had been burned, revealing a resolute face, but unfortunately his breath was weak at this moment.
He struggled to get up, but just trying to escape from the energy wave of his self-exposure had exhausted all his supernatural powers.
He turned his head to look at the yard where he had lived for several months. It had been buried by the collapsed mountain wall, and several houses nearby were not spared. But what was puzzling was that with such a big commotion, the people around did not even come out to check.
I'm afraid someone wants to solve this problem once and for all.
Hearing the noisy movement coming from the original place, Ji Zheng covered his collapsed abdomen and struggled for a while but still couldn't stand up.
A pair of feet appeared silently in front of him. Ji Zheng looked up vigilantly. Before he could recognize who it was in the night, he heard the person say, "It looks like you need help."
After seeing off Sun Cheng and his group, Wu Yue just wanted to rely on his supernatural powers to gather some information at the Mountain God Base. However, after it got dark, the entire base was under martial law and it was too dangerous to enter the central area, so he found a high ground to have a bird's eye view of the entire situation.
After the torches from the base gathered together and then dispersed in an orderly manner, he had a bad feeling. He wanted to hurry up and lead the team away, but he noticed the fluctuations of supernatural powers here. As a result, when he hurried over, the surroundings had become a ruin.
"Where are your men?" Wu Yue saw the sunken place where he had entered, but he didn't dare to pick him up directly. He weighed it with both hands for a long time, and finally had to pick him up like a princess.
Ji Zheng shook his head and looked worriedly at the several courtyards affected by the collapsed wall - they chose this place in the first place because it was against the wall and they could hide something they wanted to hide. For this reason, he spent a lot of energy fixing the hanging wall, but he didn't expect it to be completely destroyed by a self-exposure.
"There's no time to check." Wu Yue could already sense someone in the distance using supernatural powers to approach quickly. "Who exposed himself? Where are Cangcuo and the others?"
This is what he focuses on.
"...dead." Ji Zheng's face was fierce, "Cangcuo said that Qi Le and Luo Qi are the same person. Did you know this a long time ago?"
Since the person was gone, Wu Yue did not go in again. He took Ji Zheng and walked quickly towards the temporary residence, asking, "Were you attacked by Qi Le? What method did he use?"
"Not me."
"What about you?"
"He was the most powerful psychic in Panshui base before, but he disappeared later. People there said that he failed to upgrade and exploded." Having said this, Ji Zheng looked up at Wu Yue, "You should have heard of him. He was the earth-type psychic who chased the members of your Yuebanwan and later had his legs crippled by Fang Tang."
"Isn't he unable to stand up?" Wu Yue asked.
"He stood up, but there was something wrong with his calves, like... two pillars, and..." Ji Zheng said puzzledly, "I don't think he is a living person."
"He didn't feel any pain at all. He just focused on attacking. I knocked off half of his body, and he didn't even pause. It was like..."
"Zombies!" Wu Yue replied.
"You know?" Ji Zheng was surprised.
Wu Yue shook his head and told him what happened after Zhao Gang was captured here last time. "The two people captured at that time were both psychics from the Panshui base, but Zhao Gang discovered that the blood in one of them was already in a semi-coagulated black-red state."
"There are only two possibilities for this situation. Either it's a person who has been dead for several days, or it's a zombie."
"How can zombies attack people in an organized and disciplined manner? They obviously received some orders," Ji Zheng was incredulous.
Wu Yue did not answer, but gave him a look that reflected his own imagination - after all, he had seen more than one way to control zombies, but he didn't know which one Qi Le used.
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