After three days of traveling, Cang Qingle entered the suburbs of H City, drove overnight, his eyelids were a little unbearable, he found a hidden place, and then entered the city after a short rest.

The snow had stopped, and a thick layer of ice had been buckled on the body. The snow was made of ice, which had the same substance that turned people into zombies, and she couldn't touch it directly with her body, so she touched a long knife from the black market and smashed the ice little by little.

Fortunately, within three days, the weather will return to the summer heat, and the snow will melt soon.

It seemed a little unusually quiet around, there were one or two dead zombies in the snow, but no one or the other people or zombies were in sight.

Cang Qingle noticed the abnormality and drove the car over along the messy footprints on the snow.

At a distance of only five hundred meters, the rich smell of blood entered the nose little by little with the morning breeze.

Someone?!

There are hundreds of footprints on the ground, not to mention hundreds of people, and there is some black blood, is there anyone besieged by zombies?

She killed many zombies in her previous life, so she was not afraid, Cang Qingle thought for a while, no matter what the situation was in front of her, she had to sneak over and take a look.

She couldn't see clearly from too far away, but she knew who was surrounded by hundreds of zombies, and that person was still dying.

"Xiao Shu, let's go!"

The voice is familiar, it seems to be painful but not magnetic.

Night Stars?! How did he end up in H City? He was also besieged by zombies. If there are so many zombies and no one to help him, his situation is very dangerous!

Thinking of being tied up outside the base before being reborn, but the zombies passed by her and didn't seem to see it, an idea suddenly came to Cang Qingle's heart. Could it be that when she is not afraid of life and death, it will stimulate the latent power of her body!

If that's what she thinks, she's willing to take the risk.

Even if she doesn't succeed, she still has a bone flute in her hand, and it is not difficult to escape from the siege of the zombie horde safely.

When-

Cang Qingle used all his strength to slam the iron door on the side with a long knife, and the violent sound shook his eardrums and was about to burst.

The zombie was instantly attracted by this sound and rushed towards Cang Qingle like crazy. And Cang Qingle had no tendency to run away, but walked towards the zombies head-on,

"Are you crazy?!" Night Xingchen protected the little boy behind him, wielding a short knife with one arm to deal with the few zombies surrounding him. Looking at Cang Qingle's situation, his eyes were almost split, and he recognized at a glance that it was the girl who bought a car at the car dealership. Is this girl crazy? Save him like this, and you will take your life! They only have one side, is he worth her to be so disregarded?

The speed of the early zombies was not very fast, Cang Qingle sulked his scalp and walked quickly to meet him.

"Maniac!" Night Xingchen scolded angrily, quickly killed a few zombies around him, and wanted to rush over to stop him, but he was now exhausted. In the process of escaping, in order to protect his younger brother, his right hand was scratched by zombies, but he didn't want to become a man-eating monster, so he cut off his right hand as soon as possible, and the wound had not been treated, and streams of blood dripped down his clothes.

When the zombie was still three meters away from Cang Qingle, she suddenly stopped and stood motionless with her eyes closed.

In her previous life, she was tied up outside the base by her sister Cang Yale, and she was forced to the limit before she burst out with the ability to turn a blind eye to zombies, and in this life, she doesn't have to wait for them to force her, she controls her own destiny, so at this moment she wants to force out the energy hidden in her body's bloodline!

If in this cruel apocalyptic world, she has no special skills, only those who are in high positions are at the mercy of casually.

At the moment when the fear and desire in his heart reached the limit, Cang Qingle suddenly relaxed, and a hot current surged in his body, this feeling seemed to wash the marrow, nirvana was reborn, and the sense of sight, hearing, and smell was infinitely expanded. At the same time, it seems that something has changed.

When she opened her eyes, the zombies had already walked past her, and because they had fluttered into the air, they had returned to attack the night stars who were still in shock.

Cang Qingle did not hesitate to take out the bone flute from his arms, and as soon as the strange and frightening music sounded, the zombies quickly fled from all directions as if they had seen a nemesis.

"It feels so good." With the bone flute in her hand, in this world, she can go wherever she wants!

"Thank you for saving us, but who are you?" Night Xingchen couldn't describe the shock in his heart with a need, and the girl in front of him brought him the greatest shock in his life.

Looking at the surprise and exploration in Ye Xingchen's eyes, Cang Qingle pursed his lips and pointed to his bloody right arm. "It doesn't matter who I am, if you don't deal with your injuries, if you don't die in the mouths of those zombies, you will also bleed to death."

Not far away, on the ground, where one arm lay horizontally, the green camouflage uniform had been torn a few times, and several deep scratches on the arm had turned black. It seems that after being scratched by the zombies, he cut off his own arm to avoid becoming one of those things.

Cang Qingle looked at the man in front of him with pale lips and no blood on his face, and a sense of admiration arose, and he really deserved to be a decisive soldier. In her previous life, when she saw Ye Xingchen, he was already a one-armed leader, but she didn't expect his hand to be broken here, looking at the little radish head he was tightly guarding behind him, he should have been scratched to protect this child.

"You will be besieged by zombies because the smell of blood has lured them all out, junior zombies are afraid of the sun and rarely come out during the day." Cang Qingle looked at his situation, couldn't bear it, threw down a sentence, went back to the car, rummaged for a while, and dragged out a medical medicine box from behind the seat.

Ye Xingchen wrinkled his brows, thinking about Cang Qingle's words, this girl seemed to know these 'things' very well, the first time she met in the garage, she had warned him about the coming of the end of the world, like a prophecy, so that he was prepared in advance, at least psychologically prepared. Today, when they met again, her appearance shocked his heart even more, she was really a girl who was fascinated.

Beginner zombies only know how to chase the scent of people, and they are relatively sluggish. A few bottles of strong-smelling perfume were poured onto a large blood stain on the ground, completely covering up the smell of human blood. Cang Qingle quickly opened the medicine box, and when Ye Xingchen was surprised by her actions, he tore his clothes with a snort. "Your wounds must be treated."

"Hmm......" The sudden sharp pain made Ye Xingchen snort uncontrollably, and the blue meridian on his forehead protruded, obviously in extreme pain.

If it were normal, such a serious injury would have to go to the hospital for surgery, but now......

"Brother...... If it hurts, you'll bite my arm. At this time, the little boy behind Ye Xingchen stretched out his slender white arms, and his voice was clearly still a little immature, but the words he said were extraordinarily resolute. My brother's face was as white as paper, and it must have been very painful, and Ye Xingshu looked at the big beads of sweat on his brother's forehead, and his eyes were red.

Cang Qingle glanced at this delicate and cute little radish head, but such a young child was about to face the cruelty of the end times, and comforted him with some distress: "It hurts a little now, and it will be faster to recover after dealing with it." ”

He quickened the movement of his hand, sprinkled some high-priced medicinal powder on the wound, and neatly wrapped it with clean gauze.

Skilled, fluent, comparable to a well-trained military man. Night Star made a mental assessment of the person who treated his wounds.

"Alright."

"Thank you." After the severe pain, Night Star was a little out of strength, and even his voice was very hoarse.

"But you're fine, this little radish head behind you is miserable, and his hands are already black." Cang Qingle grabbed the corner of Ye Xingchen's clothes and wiped the blood stains on his hands, and his good-looking brows were slightly raised at the timidly little boy behind him.

The moment the little radish head stretched out his arm, she could see clearly that a small wound on his white arm was already black, and it had been infected with the zombie virus.