Lan Xia sat in the hall in a daze, holding her brother's corpse, not thinking about anything, not thinking about anything, until her consciousness gradually disappeared.

After waiting for more than three hours at the gate of the community, they finally couldn't wait, and after everyone discussed, they decided to leave Zhou Qiao and the rest of the people to look for the captain immediately.

When they saw the captain crying in the hall holding a stinking corpse, they all had mixed feelings. Bitterness, sadness, and heartbreaking pain kept flashing in my heart. When they met in the apocalypse, they were not the same kind of people, and they were also ordinary people who had lost all their loved ones.

This is the first time they have seen such a Lan Xia, there are blood and tears in the corners of their eyes that have not yet dried up, and no part of their bodies is intact, such a wolf Bèi Lan Xia makes people feel not sympathy at a glance, but endless heartache. How much do you have to care so that you become nothing when you lose it?

Tang Xun covered his mouth and turned his head, tears kept coming out of his eyes, who hasn't experienced such a life and death parting in the last days? Looking at Sister Lan like this, it is like seeing the day when the end comes, and she is weak and incompetent. In the face of life and death, everyone is powerless.

Wiped away her tears, Tang Xun walked to Lan Xia's side with his hands and feet to heal her.

The wounds on her body will soon heal her, but what about the wounds in her heart? Maybe it can only be handed over to time, and only the passage of time can slowly wash away the unforgettable pain.

After waking up, Lan Xia walked to the open area of the community without saying a word, holding the two corpses, and numbly burning the two corpses with his ability. The fire burned with two decomposing corpses, and she stood there without saying a word.

The team members looked at the taciturn captain with heartache, the vicissitudes of life, and the deep eyes, made people look at a glance, and their hearts were about to break.

Soon a gust of wind blew, and the ashes were blown to the sky, drifting away with the wind, and finally there was no trace. Lan Xia continued to stand there unconsciously, the end came, even if he wore the ashes by his side, it was not safe. Who knows, maybe tomorrow, death will come quietly. Buried in the ground? Even animals are infected with the T-virus, so how can those creatures that live underground avoid infection. Just let it drift away with the wind, they were watching her from the sky, so she wasn't scared at all. Well, I'm not scared at all. Since she has nothing left, what is she afraid of? Afraid of death? It doesn't seem like even this life is her own, right? It really doesn't matter now, since there is nothing left to lose, what is she afraid of? Is it the end of the world that she really wants to see how powerful this end is now, and she is already fearless that she will lose to this end of the world? Let's see who comes out on top!

Mo Zishu sighed lightly, and when he saw Tang Xun's inquiring eyes, he shook his head slightly. Looking at Lan Xia, who had stood there for three days and three nights without moving, he only felt a deep powerlessness.

The little stunned man hugged the cute little tiger and looked at Lan Xia quietly, has it been three days.

Raising his head, he looked at Mo Zishu with anticipation: "Brother Zishu, Sister Lan will be fine, right?" ”

Mo Zishu smiled softly, reached out and rubbed the smooth hair of the little stunned, "Of course she will, she is our captain, Lord Boss." ”

The little stunned nodded, and looked at Lan Xia quietly with Mo Zishu's gaze, Sister Lan will recover, because they are still there. No one has abandoned you, because they have always been here.

Next to the car, Lao Gao watched intently as Tang Xun was busy tinkering with those pots and spoons. "What are you doing here?" This situation seems to be a bit too much, right?

Hearing Lao Gao's voice, Tang Xun was stunned for a moment, and then took time out of his busy schedule to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead and replied hurriedly: "I'm cooking a rice ball, Sister Lan has such a large amount of food, she must be hungry if she hasn't eaten for three days, I'll make it for her now, and she can eat it directly in a while." However, what Tang Xun didn't find out was that her whole person's momentum has become very strong now, and that kind of momentum that doesn't make a good oath can simply make others retreat!

Looking at Tang Xun, who was busy and happy, Lao Gao secretly wiped his cold sweat, what a terrible obsession, at this moment Tang Xun's momentum is simply the same as that of the captain, do you need any persistence in cooking?

Looking away at their companions, Lao Gao nodded. Having such a companion is even more precious in today's world. The captain just can't come back to his senses for a while, and he will pass every qiē.

In the past three days, they have not been idle. The vice-captain has already inquired about the stronghold in City B that was built by the survivors themselves, and their large army has officially moved in, and the supplies and weapons collected these days are enough for them to use. Next, it's time to wait for the captain's order, and in this apocalypse, they will definitely fight for their own territory! Who doesn't have a heroic dream in their hearts? Only in troubled times can heroes be produced, and the end is cruel, but why not be an opportunity?

"Anyway, Zhou Qiao, your knife has been sharpened for three days? What exactly do you want to do? Lao Gao walked up to Zhou Qiao and asked helplessly. Only this person has always made him unable to see through, and the captain meant to let them retreat from Zhou Qiao, and what else to say, cherish life and stay away from Shenjing Ice.

Habitually holding his eyes, Zhou Qiao said quietly: "There is no fastest scalpel, only faster." Facing Zhou Qiao's own netherworld attributes, Lao Gao shrugged his shoulders and walked away quickly, every time he faced Zhou Qiao head-on, the surrounding atmosphere became gloomy! Covered in a cold sweat, the creepy feeling is simply too weird! The captain is really right, cherish life, stay away from Zhou Qiao, the world of deep well ice, it is best to prohibit contact! However, sharpening knives or something, have you considered their feelings when sharpening them at night?!

Xiaohu sat on the roof of the car and licked his paws lazily, the pair of blazing tiger pupils suddenly flashed a glimmer of light, and in the distance, an unseen shadow quickly flashed a black shadow again.

Lan Xia stood in place, quietly looking up at the sun, three days and three nights, just keeping watch and waiting for the spirit to return. The customs of her hometown, her father and brother must have come back to see her, they must have come back. She can't let her father down, she can't let her brother who has always trusted her sad, she can't let Jingzhi worry about her, and she can't live up to Menghan's expectations of her!

She couldn't let them down, since they all wanted her to die, since they all wanted to force her to have no way out. Then she has to live her own style! Doomsday, she's ready, let her put an end to it, this extremely angry apocalypse. Let's find out who is the winner!