What's wrong with being cold-blooded in the end times? Anyone who messes with my wife will die.

Among the corpses, there were three living people standing.

At this moment, the atmosphere is no more relaxed than when the strange zombies attacked.

Xia Fu and Fu Ying were almost the same height, and when their eyes met, they both had a very bad first impression of each other.

Xia Fu stared at Fu Ying, who was obviously protecting Song Shu, and narrowed his phoenix eyes fiercely.

"You have three seconds, follow me."

Fu Ying said coldly: "Her home is here, you are just a wanderer."

"Who am I wandering for?" Shafer said, "Go, my people are waiting for you outside the wall."

Song Shu was startled at first, then he reacted: "Your people? You guys?"

"Didn't your low EQ friend tell you?" Shaffer casually stepped over the zombie and walked to the south, "I have already introduced myself to the people in your base."

Song Shu stood there motionless. Fu Ying tilted her head to look at her and explained in a low voice: "I wanted to tell you when we get back."

"That's meaningless." Song Shu said, "Now that you see I'm still alive, you can leave."

Shaffer tilted his head, and under his high nose bridge was a line of tightly pursed lips.

Song Shu held a piece of white spiritual crystal in his hand, and after recovering his mental strength, he said calmly, "Fu Ying, you didn't put them in, did you?"

Fu Ying: “No.”

Song Shu: "Okay, take me back."

Fu Ying put his arms around her waist without saying a word, and the two of them flew away invisible in the air, leaving no shadows on the ground.

The wind and snow gradually died down at some point. Song Shu stared straight ahead at the base that was getting closer and closer. He felt the snow on his face slowly melting due to his body temperature and flowing into his collar.

They flew quickly to the south wall of the base, and Shaffer appeared from the shadows, arriving at the same time as them.

Song Shu's invisible face showed no expression. He just passed by the south wall and glanced at the crowd under the wall.

"Stop."

She said that Fu Ying froze in the air, and the black fog slowly subsided.

"Go down."

Song Shu showed up directly, with a pair of dark eyes without any light on his expressionless face.

Fu Ying was alert, with the black mist always around her, carrying her down from a high altitude.

Xia Fu bit the cigarette and blew out a smoke ring. Amidst the mist, she gave a satisfied smile to Song Shu who landed on the ground.

But before she could say anything, she heard Li Shuang shout in surprise: "Xiao Qi?"

Schaffer's head whipped around and stared at her.

Fu Ying was very keenly aware that the lover around her had undergone extremely subtle changes. If it weren't for her, she might not have been able to notice this subtle change.

Song Shu's face was always warm, even though they had a cold war once, and even though she would be serious when talking about serious matters, she gave people the impression that she was harmless. Fu Ying could feel that her spiritual core was stronger than she had imagined.

But that is not the case now. She felt that there was a slight change in Song Shu's heart. "Absolute Hate" could capture that hidden hatred and feed it back into her body.

Song Shu's expression did not show anything unusual, he just walked forward calmly, looking at the person behind Xia Fu, then turning around and finally falling on Xia Fu's face.

"Xiaoqi, I see you are here and you are still alive. That's great!"

Li Shuang suddenly rushed out of the crowd, her bright dark eyes filled with joy and excitement.

Just as Fu Ying was about to take action, Song Shu's hand gently touched her wrist.

"..."

Li Shuang ignored the tense situation on both sides and held Song Shu's hand affectionately, tears welling up in her eyes.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time. I thought we would never see each other again—" She held Song Shu's hand, her chest under her down jacket heaving violently because of her excitement. Her tone was gentle and careful, "How have you been these years?"

Song Shu's lips, which had been pursed flat, gradually curved upwards at both ends. Her eyes showed no sadness or joy, and her voice was low: "Very good."

Li Shuang smiled sweetly, and under the snow, her beauty was even more breathtaking.

"Do you know each other?" Shaffer interrupted suddenly.

Li Shuang turned around, let go of Song Shu's hand, and ran back.

"Yes, we knew each other in middle school. Why, is Xiaoqi your sister?" Li Shuang was quite surprised. "I didn't even know she changed her name."

Shaffer just stared at her face, which showed a mixture of several emotions, without saying anything, while most of the dozen or so people behind her were very surprised.

Song Shu slowly put down her hands, her facial muscles twitched slightly, her eyes became calmer, and the corners of her raised mouth trembled, maintaining a polite arc.

"Where's your car?" she said.

"It was confiscated by your people," Shaffer said. "That's very domineering."

Song Shu: "We don't accept outsiders. If you come in, you must obey the management."

Shaffer squinted his eyes and looked at her for a few times, feeling very curious and somewhat relieved.

"Sure." She said, "There is a large army of zombies coming over here from Zecheng. We can help you by joining this base. Anyway, we can't go back north now."

Song Shu: "You need to tell everyone about your abilities."

Schaffer agreed: "Yes."

Song Shu: "You must be monitored."

Shaffer chuckled, "Stay with you?"

"We'll talk about this later." Song Shu said, "Each of you needs to wear a bracelet, Fu Ying."

Someone protested angrily, but Xia Fu silenced him with a look. Li Shuang stared at Song Shu in a daze and subconsciously touched her wrist.

Wisps of black mist condensed into a black bracelet, which was put on everyone's right wrist. It could be stretched and contracted according to the size of the wrist. Although it did not compress the blood vessels and skin, it could not be taken off.

Shaffer raised his hand and asked her, "Is it OK?"

The corners of Song Shu's lips slowly flattened, making her expression seem more indifferent.

"Fu Ying." she said.

An arched hole slowly opened under the black wall. Although the people behind Shaffer were reluctant, they followed her in.

Li Shuang passed by Song Shu, and their eyes met. Li Shuang smiled gently, and Song Shu looked at her pretty face without any expression and turned his head away.

When Shafer's men entered the cave, they saw criss-crossing black corridors. They walked under them. Many people stood on both sides, staring at each of them closely.

Shaffer glanced around thoughtfully, only to hear a scream suddenly erupt behind him!

She turned around quickly, and the others also had a flash of inspiration - Fu Ying grabbed a tall and thin boy, cut the middle of his throat, and dug two fingers into the wound.

The boy's eyes were filled with fear, but he was unable to struggle under the shackles of the black fog. He could only make hoarse cries with his mouth open, and his waving hands suddenly grabbed Song Shu's arm!

"What are you doing?" Anger flashed across Shaffer's face, but he quickly regained his composure. "You want to damage his vocal cords?"

"You have someone here who can read minds. It's not safe." Fu Ying said calmly.