In the middle of the dark room were a few zombies, lying on the ground, greedily gnawing on something.

A white calf came out from under them, reflecting the bright red blood, and it looked particularly dazzling.

Grass Pheasant Jing's eyes were cracked, and he rushed forward in three steps and two steps, and several zombies that were buried in their devouring were thrown out in all directions, revealing the delicious food that they had feasted on.

A small corpse, its chest and abdomen had been completely torn open and hollowed out, with fragments of internal organs scattered everywhere, and its arms were gone, leaving only a few bare bones.

The mutilated little head was facing the grass pheasant, and the pale and distorted face was still frozen in the despair, fear, and pain of the last moment before dying.

Cao Pheasant Jing's heart was suddenly tightened, and he suddenly put it down.

Guangjun, the little boy in the neighborhood who has always loved to come to Xue's house to play, turned out to...

A great deal of grief and anger welled up in Kusa Pheasant's heart, and then she became more and more nervous.

So, what about snow?

Grass Pheasant Jing went crazy and searched every corner of the house, no, nothing he wanted to see or was afraid to see.

Where's the snow?

Pheasant Jing's mood became irritable, the temperature of the room was getting higher and higher, the gap that had been cleared when he came was filled, and the zombies frantically poured in.

Damn it!

Grass Pheasant Jing vented all the resentment in his heart on the zombies in front of him, and the zombies fell like wheat under the terrifying power, but they continued to use it tirelessly and fearlessly to send them to death.

Cao Pheasant Jing came out of the house all the way, and I don't know how long it took, there was no longer a standing human figure in front of him, and all the zombies around him had fallen, killed by him, and the corpses were all over the ground, and the smell of blood was so strong that people could hardly open their eyes.

Grass Pheasant Jing stood in the midst of the severed limbs, his red eyes and hideous face like a Shura killing god who had come out of hell.

Suddenly, his eyes fluctuated slightly, and the killing intent began to slowly subside.

"Whew.."

Grass Pheasant Jing collapsed violently on his knees as if he had lost his strength, gasping for breath and sweating profusely.

These.. Did I really do it?

Grass Pheasant Jing could hardly believe that everything in front of him was actually from his own hands, how many people did he kill? Five hundred, eight hundred, or one thousand?

Although all of them are zombies, the faces that are young, old or immature symbolize that they are also living people in front of them.

A huge gray gloom enveloped Grass Pheasant Kyo, the most outstanding heir of the Grass Pheasant family, a top martial artist who had been instilled with the concept of protecting the family since he was a child, and he couldn't help but fall into a deep sense of guilt and self-blame, and almost almost made him forget the real purpose of his coming, until...

"Smack"

A soft sound brought Grass Pheasant Jing back to his senses, and the martial artist's super alertness made him instantly take a defensive posture and look up sharply.

"Who?!"

In front of him, a young man in a suit appeared at some point, the man was very handsome, with a warm smile on his face all the time, but the closed eyes and the strange aura around him made Grass Pheasant Jing inexplicably uncomfortable, and even disgusted.

The man didn't answer, just raised his chin with a smile, and Cao Pheasant Jing subconsciously lowered his head, his eyes widened suddenly, and he instantly picked up the thing that the man had just discarded.

It is a hairpin, small, with a few light red cherry blossom motifs on it.

Kusa Pheasant Kyo almost immediately recognized that it was snow, and he personally put it on his head during the cherry blossom festival last year.

"I guess this is what you've been looking for."

The man smiled and spoke, his voice was warm and comfortable, but anger rose in Cao Pheasant's heart for no reason.

"Bastard, do you know where the snow is?Where did you take her?!"

The grass pheasant shot out, staring at the figure in front of him with his eyes fixed on it, gritting his teeth.

"Tell me!"

Cao Pheasant Jing grabbed the man's collar, and his eyes were full of flowers, but he found that his hand was empty, and when he looked up, the man was standing in place, and he clearly did not move for half a minute.

Grass Pheasant Jing was stunned, he couldn't tell if the scene just now had happened?

Damn, Grass Pheasant Jing suddenly reacted, and his face showed shame and indignation.

"Come with me. ”

The man spoke softly, and then without waiting for Grass Pheasant Jing to answer, he turned around and left.

Grass Pheasant Jing's eyes flickered a few times, and his clenched fist slowly loosened, and he quickly followed.

The zombies in this area seem to have been cleaned up by Grass Pheasant Jing, and the man walks on the empty street and can't see a wandering zombie.

Grass Pheasant Jing followed closely behind the man, keeping the most suitable distance, and his face was always jealous.

Turning the streets, Grass Pheasant Jing's thick eyebrows slowly furrowed, this is almost the road he walked when he came, and he is getting closer and closer to Grass Pheasant's house.

Could it be that Snow went to the Pheasant's house alone to find herself?

Cao Pheasant Jing's heart was full of doubts, but the man in front of him suddenly stopped.

"It's here. The man turned to him and said with a smile, making a gesture of please.

Grass Pheasant Jing looked at the place the man was pointing, it was a motorcycle repair shop, the rolling door was pulled low, and there were several deep blood marks on the door.

His heart tightened, and he strode up and pulled up the door, and a strange moan came from inside.

The room was filled with the pungent smell of engine oil, mixed with an unpleasant stench, which made Grass Pheasant Jing frown.

There was a man lying in the dark corner, leaning against the wall, unable to see clearly, except that she was writhing as if she was uncomfortable, and she was making a painful moan.

"Snow .."

Grass Pheasant Jing called tentatively, and his voice suddenly stopped. Grass Pheasant Jing walked over slowly, and when he saw the person's appearance clearly, he clenched his fists violently, biting his lip tightly, and the whole person tensed.

I saw that in the dim light, the girl with messy hair opened her cloudy eyes, her face was distorted, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but drool, the fine veins of blue and purple on her cheeks and neck were dense like spider webs, her body twitched unconsciously, and her whole body exuded the smell of rotten and stinky meat...

However, Pheasant Kyo still recognized her easily, and his strong body was like steel cast in iron, and even the great snake could not make it succumb to tremble.

Cao Pheasant Jing's right hand slowly stretched out towards the woman, but he didn't dare to touch it, and finally could only turn into a choked call: "Snow..."

The girl seemed to still have some consciousness, and the cloudy tears rolled down her eyes that had begun to slowly decay, and a slurred whimper came out of her mouth: "Hmm.. Not.. Kyo .."

The girl's mouth opened and closed like a dying fish, as if calling, and gradually, it opened wider and wider, "roaring", her eyes were completely cloudy, and she let out a beast-like roar, completely losing her appearance as a human being.

The pain, sadness, and resentment that Kusaka had suppressed to the limit finally exploded in full.

"Ahh

The surging red flame rose up, and the entire machine shop was on fire.

A terrifying figure walked out of the flames, his fists clenched, his eyes red, and the cold killing intent layered up like ocean waves.

"I'm going to. Kill them all.."