When Yu Lan was in pain, he could only look at ...... I can only watch, and I can't even play a role at all.

He wasn't there when she was eaten by a zombie and her leg was gone, and he couldn't do anything when she became a zombie and lost consciousness and couldn't even eat anything.

She was alone from beginning to end...... She relied on herself to maintain consciousness, she overcame the pain on her own, and she adapted to the fact of being a zombie on her own.

A feeling of powerlessness but self-reproach invaded Shang Mowen's heart, almost drowning him.

At this time, Mo Wen didn't realize that if he hadn't found Yu Lan in time, Yu Lan, who had become a zombie, would not be able to survive on a pair of arms at all; If it weren't for the fact that he had been taking care of Yu Lan, Yu Lan, who lacked energy, would one day have a taste for human flesh, and there would be no way to maintain consciousness for a long time.

Yu Lan's strong will is one aspect of her ability to maintain consciousness, and the other is because of the presence of Mowen.

"Arwen ......"

With her hands around Mo Wen's waist, Yu Lan opened her pitiful eyes and tried her best to make her voice sound softer, but no matter how soft she was, her voice was still hoarse and broken:

"I—it's okay."

patting Mowen on the back to comfort him, Yu Lan repeated these three words over and over again, but Mowen still hugged her tightly and didn't let go.

Unable to see Mo Wen's face, Yu Lan couldn't tell what kind of mood Mo Wen was in now, only that his arm was getting harder and harder, almost crushing her.

"Woo......"

She's worrying her stuff again.

Lowering her eyes and burying her head in Mowen's neck, she gently kissed his ear.

Hell, I'm really fine......

The moment the cold lips fell on Mo Wen's ears, Mo Wen stood up, he had no interest in continuing to play in the snow, and he was about to leave this place with Yu Lan in his arms.

As they walked, they brushed the snowman they had just built, and a large piece of the snowman's side suddenly disappeared, and its round head fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Yu Lan, who was lying on Mowen's shoulder, looked at the broken snowman, drooping his head and looking a little lost.

"Don't play in the snow again." Trapping Yu Lan in his arms, Mo Wen's voice still sounded so gentle, but it inexplicably made Yu Lan feel creepy.

"Since I can't share your pain, then I will isolate everything that makes you miserable." He paused for a moment before adding, "Except for me." ”

Sensing that her things seemed to have become a little strange, Yu Lan obediently leaned on Mo Wen's shoulder, gently closed her eyes, and had no intention of refuting at all.

The thing must be done for her, she just needs to be obedient...... No problem.

She didn't want to upset him.

At this moment, Yu Lan's head suddenly ached again, and the tingling sensation of her brain leaving her body made her tremble uncontrollably.

This is the second time I've felt this way......

"Blue Blue?"

As soon as Yu Lan had something abnormal, Mowen immediately found out, and he immediately stopped and held Yu Lan in his arms, caressing her cold face worriedly.

The pain lasted only a few seconds, and then it didn't feel anything.

Holding Mo Wen's hand and rubbing it, Yu Lan bent his eyes and looked nothing abnormal.

"What happened to you?" Mo Wen asked nervously.

Yu Lan shook her head and retracted into Mo Wen's arms, her two eyes shining:

"Roaring ......"

I'm fine.

Seeing that Yu Lan had returned to her previous active appearance, Mo Wen breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her head with his hand.

Hugging Mo Wen's neck, Yu Lan closed her eyes, always feeling a little tired.

If you don't come, you'll die. 】

The remaining voices in her subconscious woke her up like a wake-up call, and she snapped her eyes open and looked southwest.

……

"My lord, I've got it." Lingxiu walked out of a dilapidated alley with two dark backpacks on his back, looked at Xu Jielin who was standing at the mouth of the alley, and said softly.

Xu Jielin, who seems to have stayed in the house for the past few days and has never gone out, gently raised his eyelids and had no expression on his face.

He personally came to hand over the city, so naturally it was impossible to do nothing.

"My lord, shall we go back now?" Somewhat restrained, he moved his backpack and asked in a whisper as he looked around.

Noticing Lingxiu's uncomfortable appearance, Xu Jielin frowned slightly, stared at the dark blue under his eyes and asked, "You haven't rested for the past few days, okay?" ”

Lingxiu's eyes widened as if he was shocked, he quickly shook his head, not daring to look directly into Xu Jielin's eyes, "I may recognize the bed...... Didn't get a good night's rest. ”

"Recognize the bed?" Xu Jie raised his eyebrows, and the spiritual cultivator had traveled with him for the past two years, and sometimes he didn't even have to sleep in bed...... Can you still recognize the bed?

The spiritual cultivator scratched his head and smiled weakly.

"In that case, you can go back and rest first." Xu Jielin turned around and said lightly.

"My lord, aren't you going back?" Seeing that Xu Jielin walked in the opposite direction to where they lived, Ling Xiu hurriedly chased after him and asked.

"Devotional." Xu Jielin paused, "There are some things I don't ask because I trust you, and I hope you don't live up to my trust." ”

Lingxiu was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Xu Jielin had disappeared.

He lowered his head with a wry smile, and felt bitter in his heart.

Betraying trust? Even so, he didn't dare to tell the truth......

It will be a lifetime of torment for him.

Xu Jielin didn't really have any place to go, he walked around without a goal, and finally stood at the door of the window of a trading shop.

The door of the trading shop was closed, and the ornaments inside looked dusty from the window, as if they had been on display for a long time.

With his hands propped up on the window, Xu Jie approached the window and landed his eyes on a delicate music box.

There was dust on the music box, but there were faint circles of delicate patterns on it, and it would look good if you wiped the dust off.

The first birthday gift he gave to Yu Lan was a music box.

"Is there anyone in there?" Xu Jielin knocked on the window, and sure enough, no one answered.

It was so dark in the room that he could only see around the window with his squinted eyes.

In addition, the glass is not very clean, which hinders his vision.

When I walked to the door, I found that the door was also locked, and it couldn't be opened at all, and a thick layer of snow fell on the doorknob.

Raising his hand to sweep the snow off the handle, Xu Jielin attached his seemingly casual hand to the keyhole and pulled the doorknob open after two seconds.

The door lock had lost its original appearance, and it fell off the door panel with a "clang".

The moment he opened the door, Xu Jielin smelled a pungent rancid smell, he walked into the room expressionlessly, and turned on the light with his backhand.