One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Two Finale

But now, Su Yan wished so much that she could be powerful. Even if she didn't have the ability to kill mutant plants, it would be nice if she had the ability to escape.

It is impossible to fall into such a critical juncture and expect others to come to rescue.

The vines of the mutated plants climbed up Su Yan's upper body little by little like tentacles, and then wrapped around Su Yuanshan along her arms, dragging the father and daughter into the dense forest slowly. deep.

No one came to rescue them, and others were too busy to take care of themselves!

In the snow-covered night sky, there are no stars and no moon. Some people rushed out of the dilapidated base, some were buried in the depths of the dense forest, some escaped death, and some cried bitterly.

There is remorse, there is grief, there is curse, endless misery is staged in the base.

On the high tower, Wu Ji looked at the fire in the forest in the distance, the strong wind was blowing his gray hair suddenly, overnight, he aged from a high-spirited base leader to an old man who couldn't even walk tremblingly .

Countless snowflakes fell on him, he held a gun, stood in the empty tower, smiled desolately, and said something in a low voice to the people fleeing in a hurry below,

"I wanted to give you a beautiful flower, but it led you to hell. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't pay back what I owe you in this life. In the next life, if there is another life."

Then, he raised the gun, pointed the muzzle at his temple, and pulled the trigger with a "bang". In the black night sky, the black human body was like a fallen leaf, falling from the tower, and was mutated by the mutated downstairs The tree vine caught it, instantly turned into a bone, and disappeared into this dilapidated base.

The city was broken, and the people in the city, like splashing water, rushed out of the broken glass bottles and rushed to their respective deaths.

In the fourth year of the last days, the Wuchuan base was destroyed.

When the news reached the south, the south was already flooded with snow, and the river was frozen. The monsters in the south were able to cross the river, so they rushed north.

The seasons of the year change, and the year's extreme heat and cold, these two extremes are extremely easy to die.

An Ran was exhausted. Hearing the news, he sighed leisurely. He didn't say anything about what happened to the Wuchuan base. He just turned around and devoted himself to resisting the attack of the monsters from the south.

The human heart is always greedy, always keep in mind, be content, always happy, don't be alone, but don't be overly happy, don't covet the strengths of others,

Try to make up for your shortcomings.

Believe in yourself, don't be sad, be brave, and let yourself become the armor of your loved one for the sake of your loved one, then, even the tiniest speck of dust in the last days has the power to shake the world.

In this way, the years will be quiet and good.

The severe winter and scorching heat in the apocalypse have never been difficult. After one winter, an unknown number of people died in the north, and an unknown number of monsters were killed in the south.

The dense bones of the dead pave the way for the end of the world year after year.

Fortunately, although the winter is long, it will still pass.

Although spring is short, it is finally here.

In various bases, people who had rested for the whole winter, on the day when the temperature began to rise, eagerly began to assemble into teams and started another year of southward attack.

The Hundred Flowers City is busy farming, and the children are running in the fields.

In the perilous end times, the flowers outside the window are blooming just right.

<End of the book>