Apocalypse: Xiaoye’s Strength and Dote on His Wife

"Ho Ho Ho Ho—"

"The zombies are attacking the city, and the zombie Qinghuang is attacking the city again—"

The messy and devastated southern base fell into chaos once again.

The zombie army led by the zombie army came to attack the southern base several times, but retreated at the last moment. Compared with ordinary people who were still nervous and flustered, the upper echelons of the southern base were used to it.

"What are you panicking, anyway, they will retreat in the end anyway." A sullen-looking man casually picked up the person who staggered in front of him and bumped into him in a panic, and patted his clothes on his chest with a gloomy expression, as if It's like being infected with bacteria after being bumped.

"Captain Lin's words are wrong. The zombie army led by Qinghuang took many lives every time they attacked the city, and those who died turned into zombies. One goes up and down, and the people in our southern base Fewer and fewer, and more and more zombies, you can imagine what is waiting for us." The handsome man next to him frowned slightly and retorted, but his shrewd Danfeng eyes were full of sharpness at this moment.

"That's right, Mo Zhanli's words are not without reason. We have to make preparations as soon as possible." Behind him, a majestic voice came, and a few people in military uniforms, covered with vicissitudes, were walking towards him.

"Major General Wu—" At this moment, at the gate of the southern base, people from all teams turned their heads to look behind and greeted each other.

And that Major General Wu nodded slightly, iron-blooded and tough, with a sharp edge pouring out, making everyone around him in awe.

However, there is one exception.

That sinister man, that is, Lin Xiuluan, cast a disdainful glance at this moment, "Oh—Major General Wu is still a bit alarmist, every time the Zombie Qinghuang breaks through the city gate, he prohibits those zombies from entering the southern base. As soon as it enters, I have had people observe it. Obviously it is looking for something or someone. As long as we control that thing or someone, we can control the Qinghuang, and the army of zombies will not be a problem by then. .”

"Hehe...Captain Lin is thinking optimistically. It's not sure whether it's a person or a thing." Mo Zhanli sat beside him without exception.

"Hmph, what better suggestion does Captain Mo have?"

Seeing these two 10,000-year-old enemies start to face each other again, the other people around are also used to it.

Some were already staring at the gate of the city worriedly, and some were serious and ready to fight...

But at this moment, somewhere in the southern base was on fire, which caught their attention.

"What's going on? Where's the fire?"

Everyone who was waiting solemnly was puzzled.

"Report—Major General, the villa where Miss Fan lives is on fire. The fire is so intense that we may not be able to rescue people in time—" a soldier came to report.

"Miss Fan, the goddaughter of Admiral Liu?" The people around have naturally heard of the reputation of the base princess, but they didn't expect——

"Fan Qinghan——" Lin Xiuluan's gloomy face sank suddenly, and he pushed aside the people in front of him and strode quickly towards the direction of the fire.

Seeing his hurried figure disappear, Wu Junzhuo showed a bit of slack on his face, and turned his head with indifference, "Since someone is worrying about it, then don't worry about it, how should we deal with the major issue now?" Zombies."

"Yes, major general." Hearing this, the soldier who reported was also relieved. Obviously, he didn't have a good impression of Fan Qinghan, and was very happy with Wu Junzhuo's decision.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho—"

"Come on, come on, the zombies are coming—"

Everyone clenched their weapons and waited sternly, and then the gates of the city opened wide, and one after another fought.

However, hitting and hitting, something was wrong.

"Major General, there seems to be something wrong with the zombie army this time."

"Their attacks are much stronger."

"No, the Zombie King's mood is wrong—"

"what--"

"Everyone, hold on—" Wu Junzhuo's pupils narrowed rapidly, seeing blood flowing in front of him, severed fingers and legs falling all over the ground, the expression on his face full of vicissitudes changed suddenly.

He quickly blasted down a thunderbolt, rescued several soldiers, and looked towards the center of the zombie army with suspicious eyes.

The zombie Qinghuang, who usually sits in the rear, came to the army of zombies in person this time, and his expression was obviously very wrong. Its brown eyes were full of violence at the moment, and it held its head in its hands, painful and hideous. He roared and looked in the direction of the base, as if he had lost something.

Wu Junzhuo guessed right.

Zombie Qinghuang, that is, Fan Hanmo, with blank memories and newly grown and accumulated memories, brought an army of zombies to attack the southern base time and time again. It was a voice in the deepest part of his heart telling himself that someone is waiting here. look at him-

But this time, he, who was still sitting at the back as before, suddenly felt that the voice that was holding him back in his heart disappeared.

Sadness and pain instantly swept through the whole brain, and the mind was shocked, and the memory fragments of being a human began to pour in one by one.

He held his head and howled in pain, welcoming the impact of this sudden memory.

The surrounding zombies were also affected by him, and they became restless one after another. The strong smell of blood stimulated the zombies even more, and their potential bloodthirsty and violent factors became more violent. At this moment, without the suppression of the Zombie King, they became more and more unscrupulous.

In a blink of an eye, the army of excited zombies had already invaded the southern base, and began to kill wantonly in the base.

At the same time, the corpse Qinghuang's head, holding his head and screaming in pain, paused, and the green shoot on top of his head had fallen to the ground. Accompanying him is a Fan Hanmo who has recovered his memory.

"Ho Ho Ho Ho—"

The frenzied army of zombies seemed to have sensed something, and all roared in his direction, as if paying homage to the emperor.

But Fan Hanmo, who had recovered his memory at this moment, couldn't care about so much.

He was full of sternness, and rushed directly into the southern base, his gentle face was also full of ferocity, and he directly pulled the collar of a man who was still fighting, "Where is Fan... Where is Fan Qianhan? "

Fan Hanmo, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said dryly.

"What... what?" The person who thought he was going to die was suddenly stunned.

"Where is Fan Qianhan...?" Fan Hanmo asked again with a gloomy expression.

Now that person heard clearly, his face was ecstatic, "I have never heard of Fan Qianhan, but I know Fan Qinghan, she is the little princess of our base, you...do you know her?"

"Fan Qinghan——" Fan Hanmo instantly remembered the arrogant little girl in his mind, his pale face sank, and anger flashed in his brown eyes.

"Fan Qinghan is dead, he was burned to death just now." Wu Junzhuo did not know when he had come here, then stared at Fan Hanmo and said calmly, "It's in the direction of the fire."

"Roar——" Fan Hanmo roared in his throat, then threw the person in his hand, and rushed inward.

"Major General—" the soldier next to him questioned.

"Go, go and report to the general, we have moved out of the southern base, that Zombie Emperor has a grudge against that woman Fan Qinghan." Wu Junzhuo said anxiously with a resolute face.

"Yes, major general." So, the army quickly started to move.

At this moment, Fan Hanmo had appeared in front of the villa where Fan Qinghan and the others were staying. The fire was burning, and the villa was beyond recognition, leaving only fragments of sparks.

Lin Xiuluan was cleaning up with a gloomy expression.

When they saw the strange figure of Fan Hanmo, they immediately shouted, "Who is it?"

Fan Hanmo didn't bother to pay attention to them, his pale face was facing the ruins at the moment, and his eyes fell directly on the burned bones.

He walked in that direction step by step, and he slapped the people around who wanted to stop him, which made Lin Xiuluan and others even more afraid, and just stared at him helplessly. Actions.

At this moment, Fan Hanmo had already bent down and squatted down, and picked up a pendant that had melted a little by the side of the bone.

"Sister...sister..." He opened it with trembling hands, his brown eyes were stained red, and the photos of the three inside had become mottled, and the melted rust happened to drown two of them, and the rest That is a portrait of him when he was a child.

He carefully pulled out the pendant around his neck, the design was exactly the same, except that one was broken and the other was not.

Now, like the photo on the pendant, he was the only one left.

"I'm late, I'm late, sister, sister..."

"Ho Ho-"

Fan Hanmo screamed up to the sky in grief, zombies would not shed tears, but at this moment, his whole body was soaked in sadness, but he was more lonely than crying, but more sad than crying bitterly.

My mother is gone, my sister is gone....

He wanted the whole murderer of his sister to be buried with him.

"Ho Ho-"

In front of the base gate, the army of zombies roared in response, and more chaotic and restless roars filled the entire base.

The originally bustling southern base fell into a quagmire, with screams and blood gushing out. In just an hour, the blood had already covered the entire base.

With a sullen face, Fan Hanmo walked out step by step, holding Fan Qianhan's remaining bones and stepping on the blood all over the ground.

Loneliness and sadness wrapped his body.

"Sister, you like flowers the most. When you were young, you were the cutest fluttering butterflies among the flowers. My brother promised you that I would give you back a sea of ​​flowers. I will be with my mother, and my brother will also be with you. How good..."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone down, and as his figure stepped out of the southern base, the ground was vividly reflected, and this place completely turned into a dead city.

This article is written at the request of Xiao Keai about my brother's past life. The next chapter is about Lou Yanxiao's past life. If you are interested, you can read it. If you are not interested, just stop here. You can go to my new article to read, "The Lady of the World is Too Arrogant", an article by Ni Daishang~

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