At the moment of falling into the river, Ling Shu lost consciousness.His body was sinking in the river from time to time, and the black blood that poured out from the wound was like ink staining the surrounding river black, and from a distance, a black track appeared on the river surface.

The rushing river, carrying him to the downstream.

He had no movement, death and silence, like a corpse that had been abandoned in the river.

If you look closely, you will find that the black blood that gushes from the body of Lingxi is slowly returning to the red color, although it is not obvious, but it is indeed a change to the red, even those who have been bitten out of the body of the body, are also recovering little by little, re-emerging tender flesh.

The lower reaches of this river converge with another river to form a large river that is wider, deeper, and has more water flow, and compared with it, it is like a seed falling in a large area of soil, even if it is carefully searched, it may not be found.

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The night came, and Zhang Yifei, who had been running for a day, stopped, and a bonfire rose to find a relatively flat place.Their next destination was Nanxiong City, which was followed by Chimelong City, and then reached Stone City.

The bonfire swayed with the breeze, and in addition to the occasional "squeak" sound of dead branches being burned, there was a faint snoring sound.

Tang Xiaofo's body curled up, sitting by the bonfire, his head buried between his knees, lonely and lonely.Without Ling Shu around her, she suddenly became silent, and the faint choking sound came from her.

Zhang Yifei was not sad, Ling Xiu left, so that his heart almost collapsed, he wanted to ignore the man's face fierce crying.But his cousin Tang Xiaofo has collapsed, and if he falls again, they will live up to the sacrifice of Lingshu, and even the things promised to do.

So, he must be strong, he must stand like a man!

From the backpack took a few compressed biscuits and a bottle of mineral water, went to Tang Xiaofo n.e. crouched down in front of Tang Xiaofo, put down the dry food and water, and gently patted Tang Xiaofo's arm, comforted: "Cousin, you must be strong, learn to accept reality, Lao Ling him..."

“Go away, go away, uh...”

When it comes to Ling Xiu, Tang Xiaofo immediately lost control, hissing screamed and pushed Zhang Yifei away, and he did not know where the strength came from, this push was actually to push Zhang Yifei on the ground.

She wept sadly, the two bright apricot eyes cried a little red and swollen, the cheeks were full of tears, and she looked incomparably hagmorizing, but she was fiercely glaring at this time, like a fierce female leopard, and hissing loudly said: "Why do you want to leave a love dish?"Why don’t you let me go and keep me around the food?I don't have your cousin, no, go, you go!"

Seeing Tang Xiaomo was heartbroken, Zhang Yifei was very sad.

After a slight stagger, he wiped away the tears that were about to overflow his eyes and said, “Do you think I want to leave him?”He stood up and slowly shook his head, "I don't want to, I don't want to, he's my brother, I'm the best brother in my life!"

Emotional excitement, at the end, almost growled, tears in the eyes, snot flowing out.

Tang Xiaofo looked at him with his head and snoring, his body trembling gently.

"When I learned that he was infected with the virus and would soon become a zombie, I felt worse than anyone else."I never lose sleep, I have never shed a tear since I understood, but last night I lost sleep, but also because of Lao Ling, I don't know how many times I don't know how many tears, he is a thorough bastard!" 」

Zhang Yifei tears came, he now regret to meet Ling Shu, if not, he at least in the heart can have a thought, but at this moment, any thought is broken.

“I want food to come back, uh...”

Tang Xiaofoe cried even more sadly, and on this day, she felt that she had lost her soul and left it on the rail bridge in Gannan City.

Zhang Yifei was also wanted to cry, but he still resisted, raised his hand to dry the tears and snot on his face, and the color said: "Cousin, don't cry, your eyes are crying, not beautiful."

Tang Xiaofo did not exist at all when he existed, and continued to cry, gently calling Ling Xiu's name in his mouth.

“Do not cry!”

Zhang Yifei suddenly roared, his face fierce and vicious, "Do you remember what Lao Ling said about you?"Say you can do nothing else but cry, look at you now, Lao Ling said nothing wrong.Are you so helpful to cry like this?Can you cry and come back?”

“I don’t care, I don’t care about you!”Don shouted in a loud voice.

She was louder, Zhang Yifei louder than she: "Why don't I care, I'm your cousin, my cousin, Lao Ling is gone, everything you will be in charge of me in the future!"Don Xiaofo, listen to me, old Ling if you know it underground, he definitely does not want to see you look like this.

Moreover, Lao Ling sacrificed himself, blocking the corpses to let us leave safely, not to let you cry every day, every day in this heartbreak, we now not only want to live for ourselves, but also live for Lao Ling."

Tang Xiaofo seemed to listen to some, and he shouted at him without any emotion, but he still couldn't help crying.

Zhang Yifei once again came to her squat, slowed down the tone, sighed, "We bear the hope of Lao Ling, he hopes you can find your parents, he also entrusted his sister far away from the city of illusion to me, we are no longer ourselves, we are still the continuation of Lao Ling, as long as we live well, Lao Ling he will not die, he will live forever in our hearts."

Tang Xiaofo wiped her tears while nodding, Zhang Yifei this last word, finally talked about her heart.

Zhang Yifei took a bag of compressed biscuits on the ground and handed it to Tang Xiaofo, and whispered: "Eat, eat, eat full and rest, we still have to continue this journey like Lao Ling."

“Uh... well...”

Tang Xiaofo snorted and nodded, then took the biscuits and ate while crying.

“Son you all right today, it’ll be okay, everything will be fine!”A flying comfort.

Tang Xiaofo no longer suppressed himself, crying loudly, crying like a six- or seven-year-old girl.

Zhang Yifei turned his head, looked in the direction of Gannan City, and muttered to himself: "Old Ling, look at my cousin, this one of his mother's iniquities you have created!"