The snow was white, Lan Xia calmed down, and she didn't know how many days she had been watching.

She wasn't hungry at all, and really at first she just suspected that she had been mentally attacked again.

Or maybe it's because the brain cells are frozen to death and hallucinates, and now, when Lan Xia sees the long black hair, and the arms that don't belong to her at all, and some boring and wrinkled fingers, she has to accept the condition that her brain has judged.

Lan Xia's cold eyes became colder and colder, this time it was really crossed, or the kind of legendary soul piercing.

The body is very stiff, the movements, and the arc are very unnatural, Rao has experienced so much, Lan Xia can't believe that he has turned into a zombie!

At first, it seemed like a joke.

Becoming a zombie in such a way is something that Lan Xia never dreamed of.

There is only a faint light through the layers of snow, although it is still very dark and dark, but Lan Xia, who has adapted to it, can still clearly see his arms and the situation.

Because he was unconscious, but his legs couldn't be pulled out, Lan Xia secretly speculated that this zombie should have been pressed into the snow from the beginning, and maybe the legs had been stuck with the frozen ground.

Because of the avalanche and the riot of the spatial ability, her own body was already at the end of the crossbow at that time, so it should be reasonable to be taken out of the soul because of the fury of the spatial ability.

Growing up, this is the first time she has encountered an avalanche!

The first time I saw an avalanche, I died, and then somehow turned into a zombie.

Lan Xia's face twitched. Because of the avalanche, she died, and because of the avalanche. She was inexplicably alive again.

it!

Whose experience has her stimulus?

In an instant, Lan Xia's face was also distorted, did she count as dying or not?

Lan Xia silently sorted out his thoughts, it was too quiet here, so quiet that a trace of sound could break the silence.

A person, well, a zombie. No one else, no one can hear her, no one will pay attention to her.

Moment. Lan Xia finally understood what loneliness was, Lan Xia, who had always gotten along well with everyone, panicked, this was the first time, she was alone and usually lonely.

Nothing can be done. Nothing can be said.

No one. It was as if she was the only one left in heaven and earth.

She tasted the loneliness alone, thinking back to the past, and slowly, she could only replay those memories over and over again, taste them over and over again.

Because, she really has nothing else to do, she is trapped here.

It's like being abandoned by the whole world, but no one will sympathize with her. Even if someone knew that she was buried here, they wouldn't lend a hand.

Just because, now. She's a zombie.

A zombie that everyone hates.

In the early morning, Lan Xia also felt the warmth of the outside world, of course, it was only spiritual.

"Sister Lan!"

Whose voice is this!

Smoke!

Hearing the sound that broke the peace, Lan Xia almost shouted, but soon she calmed down, because she was excited to stand up and her legs that were frozen and couldn't move, but she suddenly reminded her that she was not Lan Xia now, at least not Lan Xia in human state.

She firmly believed that as long as she made a sound, Xun'er would not hesitate to pierce her body with vines if she noticed it, and no human wanted to live in peace with zombies

Is this loneliness, confusion, fear, and mutual distrust between races?

These complex emotions were intertwined, making Lan Xia feel very tired, but she remembered Deng Chen at that time.

Dust occasionally seems to show sad and tired eyes.

Because she was very tired, she was really tired, and after becoming a zombie, she couldn't recognize her teammates, and she couldn't meet her former peers head-on.

She even panicked if they would kill her in one fell swoop.

Because now she is so weak and has no power to fight back.

She seemed to remember that she had asked him if he was tired at that time, and now she felt that she was really naïve at that time.

How can you not be tired, under such pressure.

It's as if the whole world is against her, no one can trust, no one can understand, no one can accompany her.

He was like that, but he believed in her without hesitation.

It turned out that she had been the one who had been losing him all along.

"Bring it back first."

The voice of the Mozi book?

Lan Xia was in a trance, her voices were coming from directly above, and she didn't even dare to move now.

According to the judgment, there are Mo Zishu and Tang Xun on it now, probably her body may have been found, otherwise Xun'er would not have called her loudly just now, but unfortunately no one would answer anymore.

Lan Xia stiffened the corners of his mouth and hooked a mocking smile, his body was stiff, his face was also stiff, there were no senses, no consciousness, is this a zombie?

You can see, you can smell, you can hear, but you can't feel it.

The world seemed to have lost its original color, or at least a gray glow in her eyes.

The whole world is gray and monotonous.

Nothing else, no extra color.

"How can there be no breathing! How could this be! What the hell is going on? Why did Sister Lan become like this! Mozishu, you sue me! ”

Hearing Tang Xun's voice that was almost collapsing, Lan Xia lowered his eyes.

Actually, she's down there.

It's just that the position is different.

"I said I'll take it back first."

There was no emotion in Mo Zishu's voice, but it just gave people a very dangerous feeling.

Hearing Mo Zishu's words, Xun'er shouldn't dare to say anything more, and in her memory, it seems that this is the first time Xun'er has called Mo Zishu by his name.

The next thing Lan Xia could hear was the sound of footsteps that were fading away, and a trace of suppressed crying, choked up, as if he was enduring it.

Silence, death-like silence.

She tried during this time, but it seemed that she had been frozen for too long, and there was no way to break free.

Zombies also need to eat, Lan Xia didn't know how long he could last, and gave up the senseless call for help.

She lifted her stiff fingers and touched her face, or would she try harder to survive until the sun came out and the snow melted?

Lan Xia, who was rescued by the zombies, sat silently on the ground and looked at the monkey in front of him.

No, this is not a real monkey, but it looks like a monkey, as if carved out of a mold, with a sharp beak and cheeks, and there seems to be some light in his eyes, but those vertical pupils can't be changed.

That's right, she was rescued from the snowdrift by this zombie who looked exactly like Brother Monkey.

Brother Monkey's head was full of snow slag, but his vertical pupils were very, very bright, and he roared a few times, and Lan Xia nodded with a bad face.

Since becoming a zombie, the zombie language has no teacher or anything, and she doesn't want to say anything more.

At that time, when I saw the head that suddenly appeared against the light, his body was covered with snow, and those vertical pupils suddenly made Lan Xia vigilant, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to fight, but this zombie that looked like Brother Monkey suddenly roared a few times.

She also understood, that is, she found you.

Brother Monkey is here to find her, well, since he is here to save her, they are all zombies anyway, and there is no contradiction in zài, there should be no problem.

It's just that at that moment, she understood the language of the zombies.

What does this mean (to be continued......