"An Lan, An Lan, An Lan......" Gao Zhen silently recited his sister's name as he ran towards the city.

My sister is a concern that I can never let go of in my heart.

In Gao Zhen's eyes, this poor little girl is his only relative. Her mother has passed away, and no matter how much she hates her, she can only bury all her emotions deep in her heart. As for his father, Gao Zhen liked him very much when he was a child, but since that parting, he has never seen him again, and his feelings for him have gradually faded.

Only An Lan, half of the blood on her body is the same as herself, even if this world collapses, he will do his best to support a world for her and protect her forever.

The city of H City is full of black smoke and fire, and the remains of human society are everywhere. The departed who haunt this last day repeat a sentence with their terrible roar:

"The world belongs to us!"

Gao Zhen suddenly felt disgusting to be away from this virus, it never gave people a way out, no one has ever been cured, as long as they have it, they will die, they will become the same as it, wandering, and then killing.

Deep black ripples lay at his feet, and he was very familiar with his body, as if it were born with it. He ran and jumped, pouring magic power and true qi into his feet, and walked on the ruins as if he were walking on the ground.

He ran towards where his aunt lived. If the virus breaks out, people will most likely choose to hide in their homes or flee to bomb shelters instead of people fighting in the streets. He remembers that there is a multi-purpose parking lot under the community where his aunt lives, which can not only park cars, but also defend against air raids.

The Qingmo Sword was held in his hand, and anyone who dared to break forward would become the soul of his sword. In this way, he broke into the streets and alleys, cutting all obstacles, just to run towards the man who was waiting for him.

However, the results that awaited him disappointed.

He first went to his aunt's neighborhood, but it was already in ruins. The fire burned everything, the house could not bear the heat, most of it collapsed, and the black smoke was thick, apparently burning for a long time, and it did not stop.

The entrance to the underground garage was buried by broken bricks, and I tossed around for a while, feeling that there was no hope here. The foundation of the first floor collapsed and pressed down, this air-raid shelter was built a long time ago, and it couldn't withstand such a force, so it collapsed directly, allowing part of the ruins to sink in, even if there were people hiding inside, most of them were now crushed alive in the dark.

How could Gao Zhen give up just like that, he turned around and ran towards An Lan's school, hoping to find his sister's thin figure there.

On the way, he saw several departed people eating a corpse, and it was terrible to see. He didn't dare to imagine his sister's situation at this moment, he was a little scared, because he couldn't see a single living person in the whole street.

There was nothing in the school, and cruelty, blood and desolation awaited him. He stepped forward angrily and cut off the heads of those who had left people with his sword, and there were probably a few of them who had become school teachers, and the virus had taken over everything about them, and everything that was human, as a teacher, as a loving creature was cut off. One by one, they became bloodthirsty monsters, and the sword that stood high became their salvation.

"Where are you?" Gao Zhen's heart was dripping blood, he was in great pain, and he was still too late.

Suddenly, he saw something black on the ground.

"This is ......" Gao Zhen stepped forward, squatted down, reached out and touched it, and found that it was a cat.

"Jidi?" Gao Zhen gently turned it over, and found that it was indeed Ji Di, the gray fur had turned black, apparently burned by the fire.

It was also sad that it was dead, and its body was cold and stiff like a stone. It still had the golden bell around its neck, but it would never ring again.

Ji Di is dead, what about his sister? She won't either...... I didn't dare to think any further. He struggled to stand up, feeling a tightness in his chest, and a chill came from him, even if there was magic power burning, he still couldn't resist the cold as ice to the bottom of his heart.

Gao Zhen's eyes were moist, he didn't cry much, but today he felt all kinds of grief crowding his pretended strong heart. The bean-sized teardrops finally broke free from the shackles of their eyes, turned into grains of regret and desolate rain, and fell to the ground, leaving traces of heartache.

What's the use of being stronger? Even if the person he wants to protect is gone, even if he turns the world upside down and steps through the mountains and rivers, how can he be happy?

Just as he raised his Blue Ink Sword and was about to slaughter everything, including himself, he suddenly heard a voice that surprised him.

"Meow! Meow! ”

It's a cat meow.

He jerked his head back and found that Jidi behind him had gotten up from the ground at some point, and at this time it was meowing at him, and it was coming back to life.

"This ...... How is this possible! Gao was so shocked that he could barely speak.

"Meow!" Ji Di screamed hurriedly, biting down on his trouser leg and pulling desperately, as if to ask him to go to that place.

"Over there?" Gao Zhen looked at Ji Di, and then at the direction it was heading.

"You mean, An Lan is over there?" A glimmer of hope flashed through Gao Zhen's heart.

"Meow!" Ji Di screamed, let go of his trouser legs, and ran in that direction.

Gao Zhen immediately chased after it, running faster.

What surprised him was that Ji Di actually ran very fast, and no matter how fast he accelerated, he couldn't catch up with it. Ji Di jumped back and forth on the ruins, like an elf in the night, as fast as lightning.

Gao Zhen felt strange in his heart, this cat was obviously dead just now, and his body was stiff and cold, why did he look like this now. Could it be that cats really have nine lives?

However, he quickly put these questions behind him and focused on running, knowing that Ji Di was leading him towards where An Lan was.

The surrounding road gradually became attributed, although it had been destroyed, but after all, it was the place where Gao Zhu lived when he was a child, and even if it was razed to the ground, he should be able to recognize it.

This is the way to your own home.

Only then did he remember that after the National Day, when he left here, he gave An Lan the key to his house. They had new locks and several spare keys. When he left, he told An Lan that if he liked, he could come to his house from time to time to live.

Could it be that she is waiting for me to save her at my house?

Gao Zhen suddenly felt so stupid that he hadn't even thought of such a simple thing in advance.

Sure enough, Ji Di took him downstairs to his house and stopped at the entrance of Grandma Tian's commissary. The commissary has been ruined, and it is estimated that someone who has fled for their lives has come here to grab something.

Just as Gao Zhen came back to his senses, he found that Ji Di had fallen to the ground.

stepped forward and reached out to touch it, and sure enough, there was a chill, and its muscles were completely stiff. I can't imagine that it has just taken itself across most of the city.

Why is this happening?

Gao Zhen shook his head, and didn't think about it anymore, the most important thing now was to save his sister.

He lifted the Qingmo Sword, stepped out of the ripples, and was about to rush upstairs. The building was lucky not to catch fire, and there is a very good chance that my sister is still alive.

Suddenly, he froze in the air, leaned back, and flipped out. A large red fist came out from behind the wall next to the commissary, hitting the place where Takatsu had been standing.

It's the kind of giant departing person you've encountered on the road.

The mood to save my sister is very urgent, and Gao Zhen decided to solve it quickly.

The blue ink sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and he slashed backwards violently, bright red blood flowers bloomed from the wound, but the majestic magic power burned more and more.

Manually open, life splitting!