Chapter 175: Delivering the Message

"You think beautifully, just because you deserve me to apologize? Don't you think! Yu Xinxin's eyes widened, and her expression was a little crazy.

"If you don't apologize, of course, it's the strength that has the final say." Lu Xiran said, the ability in his hand condensed, and an ice cube smashed into Yu Xinxin's knee, Yu Xinxin screamed miserably, and fell to the ground with a snap.

"Lu Xiran, you slut, you don't have to die!" Yu Xinxin was still scolding, and Lu Xiran frowned when she heard it.

She waved her hand, and a large piece of ice appeared in Yu Xinxin's mouth, blocking her mouth to the ground, and she couldn't say a word.

Lu Xiran looked coldly at the whining woman in front of him, and couldn't help but say, "I really can't figure out why a person like you can still live until now." ”

The beautiful silk flower, obviously has no strength, but always likes to cause trouble, and it is not good to think about how to live in this last world, but her head is full of thinking about calculating others.

Yu Xinxin, who had just struggled to take the ice out of her mouth, heard this, first angry, and then couldn't help crying and laughing.

She pointed to her nose and laughed, but her voice was poignant: "You ask me how I have lived until now, do you know how badly I was killed by you?" There's something wrong with me wanting revenge! Why do you have to run to help you! ”

"I have never harmed you, it is you who refuse to let others go." Lu Xiran's voice was indifferent.

She never wanted to trouble anyone in the past, she just wanted to live well in the last days and live peacefully with her family, but these people refused to let her go, even her innocent relatives.

Seeing that Lu Xiran seemed to be distracted, Yu Xinxin's eyes were handed to the man behind Lu Xiran, the man got a hint, nodded at Yu Xinxin, took out a knife from his arms, and quietly stabbed Lu Xiran.

The man was just a low-level ability, his aura was too heavy, and he was easily discovered by Lu Xiran.

Lu Xiran dodged the man's knife with just one turn, and at the same time condensed an ice blade, which solved the man's life with one knife.

The man looked at the cold knife piercing through his chest in a daze, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and his fat body fell sullenly.

Lu Xiran pulled out her knife and glanced at the blood on it with disgust, she didn't do it just now, not because she didn't dare, but because she didn't want to dirty her ice blade.

This man is not a good thing, he just wanted to do something to her.

Lu Xiran turned around, Yu Xinxin appeared behind her at some point, and the moment the two of them met, a fragrant fragrance rushed into Lu Xiran's nose, she felt dizzy in her head, and she couldn't stand steadily.

Yu Xinxin took the opportunity to pick up the man's knife and plunged into it fiercely at Lu Xiran, her eyes bulging out, and her expression was hideous and evil.

The knife slammed into the heart, and the blood obscured the placket of his chest.

The woman's eyes rolled and she fell straight to the ground.

Lu Xiran's ice blade dissipated, and the person fell to the ground without strength.

She gasped for breath, trying to regain her strength as quickly as possible.

She saw Yu Xinxin lying on the ground, she looked at her with those bewitching eyes, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth that seemed to be relieved.

She will never forget the days spent in the prison, in the boundless darkness of day and night, she relied on her resentment towards Lu Xiran, and it was also by hating Lu Xiran that she had the belief to escape.

She used herself to buy off the man who was guarding her, and when she escaped, when the man let his guard down, she took his gun and killed him.

It was the first time she had killed someone, and when warm blood splashed on her face, she found that killing people didn't seem so difficult.

The white knife goes in, the red knife comes out, and everything she hates will disappear forever!

Why did she hate Lu Xiran so much, not only because Lu Xiran was the source of her terrifying nightmares, but also because she lived the way she wanted.

So powerful, so beautiful, so attractive, everyone revolves around her.

Why?

Obviously, she used to be a proud girl in the sky!

Why should God be so unfair to her!

Yu Xinxin did not wake up from her obsession until she died.

But she couldn't figure out why Lu Xiran was so strong until she died.

At that time, because of her efforts, regardless of her injuries and bloodshed, she had the faith to protect her relatives in her heart, and she also knew that in this last world, she could only rely on herself.

What Fu Siyan loves is Lu Xiran's perseverance and the quality of her unremitting efforts, not the beauty she has like Yu Xinxin.

Yu Xinxin never looked for reasons in herself, she stubbornly believed that everything was unfair to her by God, but she never took a step.

In her world, women are weak and can't do the things that fight and kill, they can't go out and fight, and men should revolve around her and give her all the good things.

But she couldn't get these things, and when she saw Lu Xiran who got these things, she felt that Lu Xiran had robbed her, so she did everything possible to find trouble with Lu Xiran, wanting to put her to death and rest with her until death.

......

Lu Xiran came out of that place, and the sun shone on her body.

The last cold had passed, and the mutant beasts had retreated to the mountains and forests, and if she wanted to continue her plan, it was imperative to communicate with Fu Siyan.

Lu Xiran traveled all the way to a place where ordinary people lived.

This is a slum in the Suiyang base, with narrow, dark streets and dilapidated tents and wooden houses.

Most of the people who live here make a living by picking up garbage and doing hard labor, and most of the tents are empty, including some elderly and infirm, women and children, and the incapacitated sick and disabled.

These are the vulnerable groups in the last days, and they are also the most miserable people.

They lived a difficult life, their faces covered in mud, their unkempt hair sticking to their faces, and their shabby clothes wrapping their bony bodies.

At this moment, the sky is drizzling, and the temperature is dropping again.

The weather in the last days is becoming more and more unpredictable, one moment the sun is shining, and the next second is a sudden drop in temperature.

The rain washed away a lot of the indescribable smell in the air, and the road was full of stagnant water, and the rain mixed with the mud fell to the ground into black puddles, and Lu Xiran walked in it.

The pop-up areas of the last days are the most chaotic places, and at the same time the most difficult places to manage and investigate.

The people arranged by Fu Siyan were hiding inside.

This was her first time here, and Lu Xiran counted the 368th tent, which looked unremarkable, no different from the other tents around.

Lu Xiran lifted the corner of the tattered curtain and noticed something in a small corner on the right.

That's a couple of cutlery.

A wooden bowl and a porcelain bowl were no longer in use, covered with dirt and put together with some garbage. Next to the bowl is a broken chopstick, and the other is stuck in the ground.

Confirming all this, Lu Xiran walked into the tent, where there was only an old woman lying on a bunk made of shabby clothes and various garbage.

She turned her back to Landing Xiran and coughed twice from time to time.

This appearance is no different from other ordinary people who stay at home.

Lu Xiran asked tentatively: "Mother-in-law, is your son Yongkang here?" ”

The man on the bed stiffened, coughed again, and said in that old bellows-like voice: "Yongkang is not here, you can come back at seven o'clock in the evening." ”

Lu Xiran exhaled, and she was completely sure that this was the place that Fu Siyan told her.

Lu Xiran took out the ancestral necklace that Fu Siyan gave her from her neck, and put it into the old woman's quilt with a piece of paper.

"In that case," she said, "I won't bother. ”