"On the 30th day of November 3065 in the Son of Heaven calendar, somewhere in Luhou's underground base, dear grandfather, you will never receive this letter, it will never be sent...... I don't have this opportunity anymore, I'm in a disturbed mood, and I don't know where to start...... I saw the most demonic ghost in the darkness, and I heard the heavy footsteps, where it ran over, invincible, I woke to the situation, grief was useless, only hope for the future...... Even if that's someone else's future. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"The wounds on my body are cracking open again, and I should be dying...... There is nothing to be left behind, there is a well-behaved little girl who has always taken good care of me, if this letter is back in the sun, if you see her, please contain, she doesn't understand anything, she doesn't remember anything, she can speak a little, but she can't read, help find her parents...... If you can't find her, adopt her and treat her as your granddaughter......"

Pop - the charcoal rolled to the ground, and a pale piece of pale papyrus with black handwriting swayed and shook as the woman's scarred hand fell to the side of the bed, shaking, shaking, and gradually stopped.

The little girl in the gray woolen hat froze for a moment, put down the jug in her hand, laboriously shoved the pen and paper back into the woman's hand, and rested her hand on her lifeless chest...... As if she was still alive.

The little girl knelt beside the corpse of her older companion, clasped her hands together, and prayed silently, as the white light shone through the fence, casting a lonely little figure.

Heavy footsteps rang out in the hallway, and she turned her head slightly.

............

Bang! Bang - Bang!

Intermittent gunshots, walking corpses silently knocking down are rare, and the original body is easy to purify them, but some guards are not willing to accept the purification.

The sound of Ji Lun's footsteps broke through the silence, and his figure appeared from the white mist.

"Shoot!" a hoarse roar came from the hallway, followed by a sharp gunshot, but the bullet slashed through it, but it was a shadow.

"Whew!" came out of the darkness the walking corpses, and they rushed forward despite their lives.

In an instant, black blood and flesh splattered, and several walking corpses exploded, but they pounced in an instant, breaking the last line of defense in the fragile hearts of the defenders.

A sergeant stared blankly at a soldier in front of him, and the walking corpse pounced, biting frantically, throwing blood onto the sergeant's uniform.

There was no way to regroup, and the frightened guards suddenly collapsed, and the soldiers dropped their weapons, screaming and running in all directions.

More walking corpses pounced, cries, screams, death-defying gunshots, human bodies piercing and biting filled the eardrums of everyone at the scene.

In this terrible situation, the guards desperately wanted to escape, and even shot their own people, trying to kill a bloody way to life.

The base is plunged into a slaughter field, and blood fills the space.

The attack outside, and the brief but brutal pounce of the walking corpses, the guards' defenses have collapsed - the infection of the walking corpses does not create new ones, but it is deadly.

Ji Lun continued to move forward, and everywhere he went, the walking corpses that were screaming fell to the ground one by one, turning into starlight, and as for the wailing guards, they shot and executed one by one.

"Bang, bang, bang!" moaned one after another, and as the muffled sound stopped, blood stained Ji Lun's newly changed boots red, and the corridor had been turned into a stream of blood.

From time to time, Ji Lun bent down, picked up the bullet, pressed it, and continued to shoot.

Occasionally, soldiers resisted, and they were executed within seconds.

At the end of the corridor, a wounded second lieutenant officer witnessed the scene, struggled to move his body to block the doorway to a construction area, reached out to smooth his clothes, straightened his military hat, and sang a military song in a low voice: "The empire wants to protect the overall situation...... Lu Hou practiced new exercises according to the order...... The first is determined to repay the kindness of the ......"

Ji Lun glanced at the door behind the second lieutenant officer, walked up to him and pulled the trigger, there was no bullet, changed the magazine and pressed the bullet, and the muzzle of the gun was re-aimed at his eyebrows......

The two lieutenants looked at each other through the muzzle of their guns, and in the quiet listening of the standing one, the half-lying one closed his eyes and continued to sing: "Second homework chief teach...... Third, don't harass the people...... Fourth, the country relies on military forces to protect ......"

Guillon's finger pulled the trigger, the bullet slid through the air through the transparent trajectory, and underneath it, a young man with his eyes closed was smiling.

"Bang!" a blood hole appeared in his forehead, his brain splattered, the corpse fell heavily behind the door, the isolation door squeaked open, revealing a new corridor, Ji Lun raised the gun and turned sideways to change the angle, did not see the enemy, and walked over with the gun.

"Brother......

The muzzle of the gun is facing the direction of the sound, it is an iron fence, and there is a small chamber inside.

On the straw bed lay a scarred female corpse, presumably dead and before she could be removed, the light of the corridor pale on her corpse.

The corridor was only half illuminated, and in the darkness of the room, there was an eight- or nine-year-old Lori, who wore a loose gray beanie, two bright red woolen balls adorned on the spire of the hat, and her little face and eyes could not be seen clearly in the dim shadows.

Living and corpse, life and death, light and darkness...... The scene of coexisting in the same room is the first impression, and many times in the future, Ji Lun will recall this scene, and it will be more profound every time.

But now that Pingshui meets, what little Lori has attracted Ji Lun's attention is one thing, the bear brand red bean bracelet she wears on her hand...... The age and figure are also similar, if it weren't for the lack of blood induction, I would almost think that this is my sister Ji Xiangsi.

Ji Lun wasn't quite sure if the string of red bean bracelets was just one of the same kind of goods, but he couldn't take his eyes off it, squatted down outside the fence, looked at the little Lori, and only saw her dirty and dusty face: "Just now, you called me?"

"Hello...... Big brother. Lori pleaded earnestly in jerky imperial Chinese: "Please, save me." ”

Ji Lun silently opened the iron fence and let her out, his eyes swept over a piece of straw paper letterhead held by the female corpse on the bed, the content was suddenly clear, folded the letter and put it away, stretched out his hand a little, and the flames burned and engulfed her.

"Thank you. ”

Lori thanked her seriously, as if she knew why, she was obviously smart, but she was silent, and then she only bowed her head and followed, and Guillen took her all the way out, and when she passed another cell, there was a sound of chains hitting the fence.

The muzzle of the gun turned to the cell, and there were several nervous faces: "Wait! We have no hostile ......"

Behind the fence were three young sorceresses, all in their twenties, of ordinary appearance, fat and thin, uneven in height, with some similarities in forehead, eyebrows, eyes, and chin—probably sisters from a warlock family, with unhealthy pale skin lacking nutrition and light, and weak mana on their bodies, only three dim starlight in Ji Lun's eyes.

Without the scars on Ji Lun's body, maybe they have not been in for a long time, which means that the original spell foundation is also average, and such a low-level warlock is the most common norm in the warlock world, not beautiful or powerful, struggling to survive.

Ji Lun looked at their young and bright eyes, the muzzle of the gun was not lowered, waiting for their elaboration.

"We are from Yihou, the three sisters of the Wu family, haven't you heard of it? My name is Wu Shanxia. The girl in the middle was a little more well-proportioned, introduced herself relatively lively, and pointed to the fat girl: "This is my sister Wushan Yan......"

Finally, he pointed to the thin girl: "This is my sister Wushan Road." ”

"Smoke, Kasumi, road, interesting, stop me for what?"

"You can call me Xiaoxia, please save us...... We low-level warlocks all know you, Second Lieutenant Ji Lun, the hero of Lu Hou's battle against the Dongying Warlock in the spirit world three years ago, mysteriously disappeared, and there are photos of you in the newspaper, saying that you were seriously injured and comatose and turned into a vegetative state, recuperating in a safe secret base......"

Wu Shanxia said, looked at Ji Lun's appearance, and sighed: "It turns out that you are also the same guinea pig encounter, your organization is really ruthless......"

Ji Lun didn't care about the other party's attempt to get closer, and looked back at Lori who was following, at this time he had already saved one, a sheep was also released, a group of sheep was also released, and he opened the cell to rescue them: "That time three years ago, I remember that it wasn't Lu Liang fighting?"

"The civil war is not good, it just happened that the Liang army and Dongying were implicated in the secret agreement, and Xiao Luhou exposed the secret agreement, and the whole country was telegraphed to publicize it as a foreign war...... Sister Yan analyzed the purpose of Xiao Luhou, probably to arouse people's nostalgia for the old Luhou and add a layer of tough external aura to herself, but to praise the newly independent small country of Dongying as a Westerner...... What a tiger father and a dog!"

The fat eldest sister Wu Shanyan pinched the second sister's hand, and Wu Shanxia woke up: "Oh, it's not about you. ”

Wushan Road, who has a meager sense of existence, also said weakly: "Your father and son are heroes for both generations. ”

"Two generations of heroes?" Ji Lun was expressionless.

"Of course, if your father and son are not heroes, could it be that Xie Tingshu, who brutally harmed his former son and the old man, is a hero? Xiao Lu Hou, who stole the fruits of his subordinates' bloody struggle, is a hero?" Wu Shanxia looked very indignant.

This kind of indignation seemed a little inexplicable, and after asking a few more words, Ji Lun knew the approximate reason.

Wu Shanyan, the older fat elder sister, said: "As the civil war between the princes becomes more and more intense, the invasion of low-level warlocks in private is also increasing...... Unscrupulous acquisition of Warlock test subjects, to try to break away from the original body after cuttings, grafting, transplanting, to obtain a higher form of the offspring than the living corpse, so that they can break away from the original body, that is, free from your constraints, so that they can really have strategic value for mass production. ”

"There are still many experiments on the lives of living people that are carried out incidentally, and even not only the countrymen, the military and civilians, but also secretly captured a group of foreigners, studied the differences in physique and the control of the target, and prepared for the future, Xiao Luhou's ambition has begun to swell. ”

Ji Lun thought for a moment and said, "Who gave him the confidence to be ambitious?"

Xie Tingshu ...... Or maybe you. ”

"Me?"

"Well, the matter first started with Xie Tingshu, before the infiltration and reconnaissance mission, I heard the background of the mission introduced by the superior of the organization, Xie Tingshu expanded the human experiments of his predecessor Ji Jiang, it is said that it was to block the old house of the Ji family, and the search got some experimental ideas from Ji Jiang...... Many of them are so crazy that even Ji Jiang didn't dare to put them into practice, but Xie Tingshu did, and you just provided him with the materials. ”

"A person without talent is what he is, he has to pick up people's teeth, and there is no lower limit...... Ji Lun is not surprised, and even knows that to some extent, he has also taken advantage of this, taking advantage of his thirst for power...... (To be continued.) )