Inside the door, there were stumps of limbs and arms, and blood filled the air.
Outside the door, zombies roared, shocking the soul.
"You bastard are crazy, you are crazy, you are looking for death, you are looking for death, you are crazy, you are looking for death" A man huddled in the corner, fear had destroyed his mind, his pupils were constricted and dilated, and he kept repeating the same sentence.
In the center of the room, stood a tall figure.
At this moment, the original color of the clothes could no longer be distinguished.
Blood was everywhere.
It was unclear whether it was hers or someone else's.
It ran along the hair, cheeks, across the neck, and again.
Smudge dyed skirt.
Her left hand was clenched, and in the palm of her hand was a jade ring, which her grandmother left to her before she died, but she was tricked into taking it away with sweet words.
Now, she took it back.
In her right hand, a long knife hummed faintly, and blood dripped from the tip of the knife, seemingly endlessly.
Is she crazy?
Maybe, anyone who puts his heart and soul into it for seven years only to find out in the end that he is a fool would be crazy.
No, maybe she is not crazy, but just sober.
Even if she dies, she cannot bring regrets.
This is good.
They repaid what they owed her with their lives.
All those who harmed her and plotted against her have died.
Well, there is another one.
This man, they met in the last days, from supporting each other, to relying on each other, to committing to each other for life.
She thought she was lucky in the last days, but it turned out that all of this was a conspiracy.
Should she say that he is greedy for life and afraid of death, and loves vanity?
In fact, she has long known that he is that kind of person, but when you focus on him wholeheartedly, those shortcomings will be minimized or even ignored.
He followed her only because he accidentally discovered her spatial ability, and because her ability was powerful enough to ensure that he had enough food and clothing, and that he would be safe in the end of the world.
Until another woman appears.
That woman is also very capable.
The most important thing is that she is beautiful and gentle like a fairy in heaven.
He begged himself, explained all the pros and cons, and coaxed the storage ring out of her hand.
When he turned around, the ring appeared on the woman's hand.
She went to him to question the reason, but what she got was that he was surrounded, robbed and killed.
Do they really think that's all she's capable of?
After escaping, she spent a whole year planning the massacre, and she succeeded.
She knew that the seemingly sturdy door could not withstand the tens of thousands of zombies outside.
She knew that when she lured them over.
They helped her surround this group of people here, and what she wanted to give them in return was her flesh and blood.
She once again glanced at the man who had fallen into a state of madness.
Her eyes were cold and without any warmth.
She had already seen his fate, so she let the zombies outside the door eat his flesh and blood, bite by bite, to let him experience what she was about to experience.
The pain.
The door opened, and a strong stench hit her face.
Soon, she was submerged in a sea of corpses.
Sharp teeth and claws all greeted her mercilessly.
The pain was heartbreaking, but her lips bloomed. smile.
Finally, two points of white light collided together, shrouding her and plunging her world into darkness.
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―――― "call--" Feng Momo suddenly jumped up from the bed, his chest rising and falling violently, as if a drowning person suddenly got air and breathed greedily.
Sweat soaked her long hair, and her pajamas clung to her body with sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
"This is" her home White walls, dark golden curtains, and a laptop still lit in the dark.
This was her home before the end of the world, the small apartment left to her by her grandmother.
Cell phone, cell phone.
On the bedside table, under the pillow, and finally, she found her phone under the quilt, and the year, month, and day displayed on the phone was January 14, 2015.
There are 7 days until the end of the world.
She's back, she's actually back, is she going to live forever?
Why, God can't bear to see her living a miserable life and give her a chance to change her destiny?
Go into the bathroom and let the cold water wash over your body, over and over again.
Well, now that she has this opportunity, she will treat herself as if she has returned to the city and is resurrected with full health.
In the apocalypse, she is ready to take the fight.
After changing into dry clothes, Feng Momo picked up the knife and cut open his right wrist without hesitation.
The blood pooled into a stream and dripped towards the emerald green ring on the middle finger of his left hand.
A familiar and strange scene happened.
The ring drank blood until her face turned pale, her brain was dizzy, her whole body felt cold, and the emerald green ring gradually turned into bright red.
The blood flow stopped, the ring flashed red, and the injury on his right wrist disappeared without leaving any trace.
The symptoms of dizziness and coldness were gone, and his face was as rosy as ever.
She knew that the blood contract was successful again, and she once again had this storage ring, the space ring.
Enter the space.
Feng Momo's figure disappeared from the room and appeared in an outdoor peach garden.
Here is a platform on the top of a mountain, which is semi-open and semi-enclosed.
In the center is a spring with never-ending water.
The water pours down along the opening, forming a waterfall.
Below the waterfall is a deep pool, which in turn converges into a river, winding into the distance and running through the fertile fields at the foot of the mountain.
On the other side of the spring, half surrounded by the mountain wall, is a small house with three rooms, bedroom, kitchen, and washroom, all with modern facilities.
The house is not big, but it has everything.
"Sunny day" Feng Momo walked into the room and shouted.
Qingtian is her long knife.
According to it, it is made of thousand-year-old ice iron and meteorites deep under the snow-capped mountains.
It was in this hut that they first met.
"Sunny day."
As Feng Momo shouted, she felt pain in her head, like a hit.
Surprise suddenly appeared on Feng Momo's face.
She and Qingtian had a soul contract.
Even if they were reborn, the connection between them would still exist.
Therefore, Qingtian should exist in her mind now, which would save her from the pain of merging souls again.
Gathering her mental power, Feng Momo looked inside and saw the sunny sky in her mind.
Circles of white light surrounded it, getting brighter and brighter.
She knew that it would come out soon.
Sure enough, when the halo completely enveloped the sunny sky, the light group successfully broke through the restraints, penetrated between her eyebrows, appeared in front of her eyes, and revolved happily around her.
Feng Momo reached out and grabbed the naughty Qingtian, held her in her arms and kissed her hard twice.
She knew that half of her rebirth was due to it, and the other half was naturally due to this space ring.
Feng Momo raised his left hand, looked at the emerald green ring on his finger and rubbed it gently, "Little one, be invisible.
Don't let anyone find you in this life."
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As Feng Momo finished speaking, the emerald green ring flashed twice, and then slowly misted until it disappeared, leaving only a little green at the root of the finger, like a mole the size of a sesame.
After kissing the place where the ring disappeared, Feng Momo held Qingtian high.
In this life, I would rather let the world down than let the world down me
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