Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

This group of people fell one after another. Among the five, only Gu Ling could still fight, but human physical strength is limited, and Gu Ling's movements began to slow down.

A zombie attacked Gu Ling, its sharp nails like knives, piercing Gu Ling's left chest as fast as the wind, heading straight for her heart.

She should have been able to dodge it, but at the critical moment, Gu Ling's body seemed to be frozen and slowed for a second. It was during this second that the nails cut through her skin and penetrated her flesh.

Blood oozes out from the chest, staining the fabric of the clothes red. A white hand grabs the zombie's bluish-white wrist, exerts force, and then pulls it out.

The blood-red flower bloomed in mid-air, then suddenly fell to the ground, raising dust, and bloomed again.

Gu Ling broke the zombie's wrist with his bare hands, and with a swing of the bayonet in his right hand, he cut off the zombie's head.

She glanced at the wound on her chest and grinned, "Cheng Xiaomu, this way of dying... is really painful."

Among thousands of zombies, Cheng Mu stood there, wet all over, with lightning crackling in his hand and the dazzling white light becoming brighter and brighter.

In the darkness, a dazzling light shot up into the sky, the wind howled, thunder roared, and the roars and fighting sounds of the zombies suddenly disappeared.

Invisible air waves surged, and all the zombies turned into ashes and disappeared.

Cheng Mu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He casually raised his hand and wiped it, looked at the five survivors, and finally set his gaze on Gu Ling.

He also smiled: "Every way of dying is painful. I have long said that your setting is unreasonable."

Gu Ling's upright body suddenly shook twice. Cheng Mu hurriedly ran forward and slid down to catch Gu Ling.

"Damn it! Gu Ling, are you serious?"

Did Gu Ling really have a heart attack? She didn't have any magical setting for resurrection, so she wasn't really going to die, was she?

Spiritual spring water, yes! Spiritual spring water!

Cheng Mu didn't care about the people around him, and directly took out the spiritual spring water from the space and poured it on Gu Ling's wound. The wound healed little by little, and Cheng Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Ling stretched out his hand close to Cheng Mu's face, and when he saw his dirty and bloody hands, he paused for a moment.

Cheng Mu lowered his head slightly and touched his face to Gu Ling's hand, and said a little awkwardly: "Since you are injured, I will let you touch my handsome face."

Having just been through a tough battle, Cheng Mu was covered in dirt and had even soaked in the spiritual spring water. His entire face was extremely dirty and he didn’t look handsome at all.

He didn't know that he wasn't handsome at the moment, nor did he know that his eyes and eyebrows were gentle for a moment, and...

There are barely noticeable tears in the corners of the eyes.

Cheng Mu is a person who always talks about going home. He says he doesn't want to be a hero who saves the world, but just wants to find a base to retire and live a miserable life.

But he would still rescue ordinary people who he saw were unable to protect themselves;

When seeing his teammates in danger, he would still actively seek death, just to have a chance of survival.

In this end times where killing for revenge is justified, when he faces the enemies who killed him, he still remembers that he comes from a society ruled by law.

He said he didn't want to save the world, but everything he did was to make it a better place.

Cheng Mu is actually the most soft-hearted.

Gu Ling just gently placed her hand on Cheng Mu's cheek, and quickly withdrew her hand. She curled her lips slightly: "Cheng Xiaomu, are you crying?"

Cheng Mu's eyes widened: "Crying? Gu Ling, did you hurt your brain or your eyes? How could I cry!"

He, he just thought that if Gu Ling really died, he would be the only one left in the world, and he felt a little... a little sad!

Also, the wind was so strong just now, isn’t it normal that his eyes were blinded by the sand?

"Don't make excuses, I saw it all."

"You're dazzled!"

"Cheng Xiaomu, you cried for me, I'm so touched!"

"I'm not moved at all. I told you I didn't cry!"

These two people are really noisy, but it's really good. The others smiled at each other.

Cheng Mu let Gu Ling go, stood up and prepared to leave. Gu Ling sat on the ground, neither moving nor speaking.

He took two steps and turned back secretly: Why isn't Gu Ling moving?

He took two more steps, and finally couldn't help but turn around: "Why are you sitting there?"

Gu Ling coughed twice: "I am exhausted and can't walk."

Cheng Mu was about to retort when several people nearby began to assist him: "Gu Ling has been killing zombies and protecting us just now. He may be too tired."

"Yeah."

"It's okay, Cheng Mu, you go first, we'll carry Gu Ling on our backs and come back in a while."

Several people limped over, ready to help each other, Cheng Mu said: "Wait! I'm in the best condition here, you just take care of yourselves."

"Then Gu Ling..."

Cheng Mu gritted his teeth: "I'll do it!"

He walked up to Gu Ling and stretched out his hand towards her. Gu Ling looked at him and said, "Do you want to hug me?"

"What are you thinking? Of course it's easier to carry it on your back! And if I encounter danger, my hands will be occupied, how can I attack?"

"Then you can just squat down, why are you stretching your hand?"

Yes.

Cheng Mu squatted down with a dark face.

He waited for a while, heard a rustling sound behind him, and then felt a sinking sensation on his back.

This was the first time in his life that he carried a girl on his back.

Girl, right? So light and soft.

Very sweet, then...

"Cheng Xiaomu? Cheng Mu! You can go now!" Gu Ling patted his shoulder.

Cheng Mu felt ashamed of his wild thoughts. It was indeed too long since he had seen a delicate girl.

Go home! He wants to go home!

Gu Ling saw Cheng Mu’s red ears, and tightened his arms around Cheng Mu slightly, seeing that his ears were getting redder and redder.

Gu Ling smiled: "What were you thinking about just now?"

"." Cheng Mu felt no guilt at all, he was just thinking!

"How can you think when you're carrying me on your back?"

"I just thought about it, I just like it, what's wrong?" Cheng Mu suddenly laughed evilly, "Are you jealous?"

"correct."

Cheng Mu's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and a secret joy surged in his chest, but he soon heard the next sentence.

"Because I like it, too."

A sudden feeling of loss came over me, and my light feet suddenly touched solid ground.

His tone was a little aggressive: "You are so childish, you actually like it."

Gu Ling reached out to pull Cheng Mu's cheek: "Cheng Xiaomu, you are so shameless, how dare you say that about me?"

"Let go! Let go! Don't touch my face!"

"narcissism."

"Children."

……

Cheng Mu carried Gu Ling on his back, and the two of them walked towards the distance while arguing all the way.

The person on his back was always restless. Sometimes he would pull his face, sometimes he would pull his hair, and even argue with him.

Childish, Cheng Mu thought.

But it’s strange. How could he have a feeling that life was peaceful and quiet when he was clearly being bullied?

Surprisingly, I want to keep going like this.

Maybe it was because of the joy of having just escaped death. There couldn't be any other reason.