The two al-Qaeda alliances have been passed in the end.

After signing the alliance agreement, the people of both bases cheered.

The alliance means that in these last days, there is more hope for people to live, and who does not struggle to live.

However, what Fu Yu has always been thinking about is his marriage with Weaving.

For some reason, Jian He, who had never agreed, suddenly relented after the alliance passed.

"Set a time for your engagement, or the day after tomorrow." He said suddenly.

This sentence was like a bomb that exploded Fu Yu was stunned.

He looked at Jian He in disbelief, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Are you serious, or is it just a prank, or is it a dream?"

Is Jian He the kind of person who lets go so easily?

"If you don't want to say yes, forget it, I don't want to say yes."

Fu Yu pinched his thigh at the moment.

It hurts, it hurts.

However, Fu Zhen smiled.

The pain means it's real.

"Brother, listen to you, we will get engaged in three days."

Refuse? Is it possible? Unless he's a fool.

Looking at him like this, Jian He covered his eyes in disgust.

He still can't understand how Ajiu fell in love with this person, so stupid and stupid.

—

The time of engagement was thus set, and Fu Yu began to be busy.

In these last days, he will give Weaving the most perfect engagement feast.

His weaving, how can he let her suffer the slightest grievance?

Jian He was still satisfied with everything Fu Yu had prepared.

In this time of material scarcity, it is really not easy to hold an engagement banquet as it was before the end of the world.

This at least shows Fu Yu's heart.

"Ajiu, if it weren't for me leaving in a few days, to be honest, I really didn't want you to get engaged like this." Jian He said to Banjiu with a smile.

"When the time comes, you should bring something back, otherwise the girl will probably be unhappy."

"How can you not bring it, that girl looks like a little ancestor."

Jian He shook his head helplessly.

"I don't know who will be able to lower her in the future."

Banjiu chuckled silently.

Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

—

The engagement banquet was held very grandly, and Jian He's various efforts and materials were also indispensable.

Looking at the large pile of materials that were almost on par with himself, Fu Yu was silent.

Is Jian He just deliberately unable to get along with himself?

So the two of them compared in terms of material.

When it came to the day of the engagement, the grand was almost not even comparable to the pre-apocalyptic wedding.

The two invited all the people from the two bases, the table was full of fish and meat, the wine was fragrant, and all the ingredients were pre-apocalyptic and already pre-valuable.

All the people who came to attend were amazed.

Is this the end times?

It kind of feels like when everyone is fighting for a penny, a big guy suddenly pops up and sprinkles hundreds of millions of gold coins.

It's simply better to be a person than a popular person, isn't it?

On this day, I don't know how many people have died of envy and jealousy for a long time.

In the end, it's self-confidence, thinking that he can become the second and a half for a long time, so all kinds of means emerge one after another.

But without exception, they were all driven out of the base by Fu Yu and Jian He, whether they had abilities or no abilities, none of them were spared.

It is not allowed by the two bases at the same time, and the future life can be imagined.

This operation scared off many people.

Of course, there are also those who don't give up, and they hit the idea on Banjiu.

In their eyes, they were weak for half a long time, and they could only rely on Fu Yu and Jian He's existence.

So soon someone was going to do it to her.

……

On the street, everyone watched for a long time manipulating the thorny vines, and in a few breaths, everyone who tried to do anything to her froze in place.

The thorns of the vines dug into the flesh, and the blood flowed all over the ground, gathering into small streams, and it was faintly black.

There was a dead silence all around, and only the screams of those people could be heard.

What kind of dodder is this, who spread it nonsense, and came out to be beaten.

"How are you scared?" Jian He smiled and patted Fu Yu's back.

However, he saw Fu Zhen with an obsessed face.

Jian He: "......"

Well, after checking the looks, it's really a dog-licking dog.

Jian He suddenly had nothing to say.

Forget it, he'll be gone, these two love what's going on.

—

"Actually, I really want to see you get married, and take a few more photos when the time comes, but unfortunately it's destined not to be seen."

Jian He was leaving in two days, he said with a smile.

"I guess the next time I come will be the girl at the beginning, that girl is doing a lot, I guess it's another farce."

He smiled, with playfulness and teasing in his eyes.

To be honest, I was looking forward to that kind of picture.

It's a pity that they can only mix in one at a time in this virtual world.

—

Jian He woke up one morning two days later, his confused eyes gradually cleared up, the same as before, but there was something different.

Banjiu looked at him and knew that it was that person who was gone.

The smile in her eyes faded a little.

After waking up, Jian He learned about Banjiu and Fu Yu from his memory, and also understood You Qian'er's character.

The misunderstanding between him and Shang Lan was also completely resolved.

Except for the last one, the last wish of the original owner is not completed, and the other two are considered to have been fulfilled.

Jian He looked at the two people holding hands, and his eyes were confused.

What's going on? How did the two of them get together? He, he, how did he say yes?

Jian He's mind was full of question marks, and he always felt that what happened in the past few months was a little illusory and unreal, but it was indeed his memory, and his style of acting was not wrong.

What he didn't know was that the memory he saw had already been deleted.

It was cut from the list of things that were offered on the day of the engagement that were more than he could afford.

—

Since Banjiu showed that hand on the street that day, no one dared to touch her again.

Everyone knows that Banjiu is not a weak dodder, and her ability is stronger than anyone else.

This made the girls cry and red-eyed, gritting their teeth angrily, but they were helpless.

If they can't beat it and can't grab it, what can they do?

To find death in vain? No, no, no, they want to live well.

Isn't he fragrant alive?

Life is too short, so why take shortcuts?

——

You Qian'er has been in that dark and boundless space for the rest of her life.

Shouting and scolding no one replied, she couldn't move for half a minute, so she kept moving.

As for the meals, she didn't feel any hunger in this space.

You Qian'er even suspects that she is dead, and this is hell.

She spent the rest of her life in this hell.

I haven't seen anyone else for a long time.

Until she finally died, she maintained a movement and turned to ashes.

After her death, the entire space shattered inch by inch, and disappeared completely.

—

The serum was studied at the age of seventeen.

At that time, the Weaving Crane Base and the North Rampant Base were said to be an alliance, but in fact they had already been combined.

It has become the largest base in the last days.

The last days have passed the most turbulent times, and they are now stable.

The days of fear and fear of life and death have passed, and the struggle between humans and zombies has long been reversed.

Humanity gradually returned, and rules and civilization were rebuilt little by little.

The development of the serum made everyone cheer.

That bloody era will gradually become a thing of the past, a few pages in the history books.

The names of Jian Weaving Jian He Fu Yu will be recorded in the history books forever.

—

Banjiu and Fu Yu have lived in this plane for more than thirty years.

More than 30 years later, the end times have completely returned to the way they were before the end of the world, and the streets are full of laughter and laughter, and people seem to have forgotten the purgatory on earth.

It doesn't seem to have been forgotten, but those are pressed in my heart and have become indelible traces in the depths of my memory