Fast time travel makes me happy

At this banquet, Tan Feiyu was completely humiliated. People from the upper class gathered here, with jokes in their eyes. If Tan Feiyu wanted to get angry, he could only bear it. This is not a place for him to get angry.

The identity of a nobleman is still special in this last days. Even if Shen Muyun broke the oath, his identity in Shen Muyun is still alive and well.

Tan Feiyu originally wanted to embarrass Xiao Wuxie, but Shen Muyun came out to defend him, and the embarrassing person became him instead. What a shame!

"Long time no see, Shen Muyun."

A man walked up to Shen Muyun. The man was 37 and [-] years old. His eyes were dark blue. His long blond hair was tied into a ponytail. The neckline of the white shirt in the wine red suit was slightly opened, revealing his chest. Uninhibited feeling.

"Prince William." Shen Muyun said.

The prince is the half-brother of the king, and he is also a mixed race. His behavior in the upper class makes it difficult for many people to talk about it, and they don't want to deal with him.

"Shen, I feel very hurt by your alienation."

William didn't care about these reactions.

He only had Shen Muyun in his eyes, and he showed an expression of being heartbroken by the beauty. Seeing that Shen Muyun ignored him, this scene couldn't go on.

He said to the crowd again, "It's almost eight o'clock, aren't you going to the meeting hall?"

The others were also surprised. They were going to attend the king's meeting, so they hurriedly said goodbye to Prince William and Marquis Shen, who had the highest status here.

Heading towards the meeting hall, Tan Feiyu, like a dog in the water, had to change his clothes and leave to attend the meeting.

"Tan Feiyu." Shen Muyun called him.

Tan Feiyu turned his head and looked at her with hatred. The gap between the two of them, William, the melon-eating prince, was very clear.

"Don't let me do it." Shen Muyun was referring to the power of the family. In this last world, it is very easy for her to kill a person with the power of the family.

Tan Feiyu turned around angrily and left.

"Shen, this is the first time you use your identity to suppress someone." William looked at another beauty who was still standing aside and said with a smirk, his hands were about to wrap her shoulders, Shen Muyun turned around and escaped.

"William, you should be going to the meeting too."

"Shen, you are too ruthless." William scolded, but he had no choice but to give up. He couldn't be late for this meeting. He glanced at Xiao Wuxie playfully, "Shen, your vision is really good. But one of you is going to be sad."

He had already seen that someone had arrived here and left in a hurry.

"Let's go to the meeting." Shen Muyun said with a smile, she knew that Xiao Wuxie must have a lot of confusion, "I will come to you after sorting everything out."

Xiao Wuxie found her scarred hands, and she had countless questions to ask, and she also saw Shen Muyun's fatigue, so she said softly: "Okay."

This is Xiao Wuxie's gentleness.

Shen Muyun smiled, such a well-behaved Xiao Wuxie made her want to reach out to touch her soft black hair, but the residual pain in her fingertips made her withdraw, she just smiled and watched Xiao Wuxie leave.

Shen Muyun's invitation letter was not mandatory to attend this meeting, she knew that Xiao Wuxie would come, so she came here.

She also knew that Tan Feiyu would appear as a demon, and she came only to protect Xiao Wuxie.

"Master, it's time for you to rest." The attendant was worried about her body, and she came to this banquet by force.

The people in the Golden Vault Palace will also leave.

Shen Muyun nodded, the master and servant were about to leave here through another exit.

"Shen Muyun."

The visitor is wearing a lake blue pleated skirt, with three thousand black silk draped behind her back. The shoulders look like they have been shaved into a waist, and the muscles look like they are thick and fat.

God seemed to give her all the good things, including beauty, wisdom, and wealth.

Shen Muyun's expression changed slightly, and when he turned around, he returned to normal, smiling and putting his hands on his heart, which meant showing loyalty.

"your Highness."

"Shen, it doesn't have to be like this between you and me."

Shen Muyun didn't let go, her unmoved appearance made her frown.

"Accept Your Loyalty"

"Thank you, Her Royal Highness."

Qin Jinyu, the king's only daughter, is the most likely to become the next queen among the three crown princes, and she is also the most popular princess among the people.

This time, she sent people to rescue the people in the security base in city B.

Qin Jinyu asked the two attendants around him to leave, and the attendants around Shen Muyun also followed suit.

"Shen, is that the person you went back to rescue?" Qin Jinyu asked, also looking at Xiao Wuxie in the crowd.

Xiao Wuxie also felt a kind of gaze, an extremely oppressive gaze. Looking back, she saw Shen Muyun and an extremely beautiful woman standing under a huge crystal chandelier. The bright yellow retro palace seemed to have revived A wonderful story.

A tale of knights and princesses.

Xiao Wuxie complied with the crowd and left, Qin Jinyu also looked away, and said to the man who bowed his head in silence, "Is she the one you want to save even if you gave up the honor of the Royal Knight?"

Shen Muyun knew that silence was useless, so he replied truthfully: "Yes."

Even if she knew that this answer would dislike Qin Jinyu, it would also make her dislike Xiao Wuxie even more, but Shen Muyun knew that she hated being deceived even more.

"Shen, do you like her?"

"Yes." She still answered honestly.

Shen Muyun lowered his head and didn't notice a glimmer of light in Qin Jinyu's eyes.

"She is very lucky." Qin Jinyu's tone was envious, "To be liked by you."

Shen Muyun said softly: "She is fine."

When thinking of her, the gloomy eyes became brighter than before, and Qin Jinyu noticed it.

"I'm going to the meeting too, Shen, take care of yourself." Qin Jinyu also noticed the scars on her hands, the hands that were originally jade-like are now full of wounds.

"Thank you for your concern." Shen Muyun once again respected the etiquette, and the words of the answer also maintained the position of the king and the courtier.

Qin Jinyu smiled, a woman as charming as the moon.

Shen Muyun watched Qin Jinyu leave, confirmed that she could no longer be seen, and grabbed the clothes on her heart in the next second. She has been feeling heartache recently.

I don't know if it's too sad.

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Sister Hei opened her eyes and looked at the white ceiling. The sunlight in the room was bright and bright, the air smelled of disinfectant, and there were all kinds of noisy sounds in her ears.

"Mr. Li, you are recovering very well, and you will be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

"Miss Zhang is sorry, we had to amputate your leg to save your life."

"Please rest assured, our hospital will definitely cure you."

"..."

Some people were crying and some were rejoicing, all kinds of voices were mixed, and gradually quieted down.

Sister Hei propped herself up, and wrapped her scratched arm with gauze. She felt that she was recovering well, so she wanted to sit up and see where it was.

The curtain was pulled open by one person.

"Are you better?" Shen Muyun walked in holding a box wrapped in cloth, she seemed to be smiling on purpose, so that the next topic would not be sad.

Sitting next to Sister Hei, looking at Sister Hei who has regained some of her blood color, the people around her have been taking care of Sister Hei.

"Shen Muyun, what about Xia Huaming?" Sister Hei looked at her, staring at the box in her hand, what's in it?

"The doctor said that you are recovering well, and you will be discharged from the hospital in a few days." Shen Muyun restrained himself and said calmly.

But when he met Sister Shang Hei's piercing eyes, there was despair, anger, and sadness inside, making Shen Muyun lower his head.

When he raised his head, he suppressed those sad emotions and said, "If you don't mind, please come to the place where I live."

Shen Muyun didn't explain that it was for the convenience of taking care of Sister Hei, but the meaning of this sentence can be understood without being explicit.

"Give him to me." Sister Hei said loudly.

Shen Muyun's smile faded, silently and solemnly handed the things in his hands to Sister Hei's arms.

"Sorry, the cremation was done without your consent."

Shen Muyun, who had been moving those bricks and cement slabs, was overworked, and the shock of her friend's death made her unconscious for two days. When she woke up again, the housekeeper had already cremated Xia Huaming's body.

The morgue in the hospital in Doomsday was already full, and the housekeeper had no choice but to cremate Xia Huaming and give him face.

"Xia Huaming asked me to bring a word."

Sister Hei raised her head, her face, which was as rough and fierce as a man's, was already extremely fragile.

Shen Muyun knew that this was the first time in so many years that this woman who had been on the road had exposed her fragility.

"He said he loved you."

She was taught to be more ruthless than men, and everyone was afraid of her sister Hei, trembling, she could only bleed but not cry, and bit her lip tightly.

"what!......"

Unable to bear it any longer, Sister Hei hugged Xia Huaming's urn tightly, refusing to let go, and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't save him." Shen Muyun endured it all the time. Back when she regarded Xia Huaming as a friend, not saving her friend made Shen Muyun extremely uncomfortable and painful.

Shen Muyun couldn't say what she wanted to say before she came, and she couldn't say a word of comfort when facing Sister Hei at this time.

Can verbal comfort play a role in the loss of a human life?

Sister Hei is obviously the kind of person we don't need.

Shen Muyun stood up, and said with a hoarse voice: "Sister Hei, you need any help in the future, but you can come to me with this at any time. Even if I'm not here, there is someone who will meet your needs."

Shen Muyun put a badge and a letter on the cabinet, got up to leave, she knew she should give time to Sister Hei.

Sister Hei raised her head, and when Shen Muyun turned around, she noticed that her ten fingers were wrapped in bandages, with all kinds of scratches.

She worked hard, and those scarred hands are the proof, that is, she cares about her friends.

"Thank you." Sister Hei hugged the urn tightly, choking, "You... did your best."

Shen Muyun stopped in his tracks, his eyes were already red.

She thought of Xia Huaming's humble appearance, always talking about his sisters, his indecent words always hid his sincerity towards his friends, and in the last days, the two friends she knew died.

Shen Muyun knew that in this last world, without supernatural powers means waste, without the ability or qualification to intervene.

She should have known it long ago, but what did she get in exchange for being brave?

It is a clearer understanding of one's own incompetence.

"Sister Hei, you have to take care of yourself and live with his share."

Xia Huaming is greedy for life and afraid of death, is it because of the talents of city B that they work so hard to fight against the unbeatable fifth-order zombies to buy them time?

No, he selfishly only wants to let the people he cares about live.

The life and death of others has nothing to do with him, what he cares about is just a few of them.

Sister Hei didn't answer, and wept while hugging the urn.

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When Shen Muyun left the hospital, it was already snowing heavily outside, this winter is really cold.

"Master." The attendant held an umbrella for her, and held a box in his hand, a box containing immortal flowers and ashes.

Shen Muyun took the umbrella and box, stepped into the snow and went to a place.

Countless tall tombstones stand in this grassland. People who come and go look at these tombstones engraved with names, and they are silent and sad. There are too many dead people. There are no more tombstones. The gray sky , there was heavy snow falling, and the roaring outside could still be heard near the wall.

Shen Muyun walked to the reserved space, and there was a solemn black-clothed priest standing beside him. Shen Muyun silently buried the box. The priest's voice was deep and powerful, sacred and sad in this cemetery.

Shen Muyun engraved Xiyue's name on the tombstone. She didn't know what Xiyue's full name was, and whether her family members were still there. She buried Xiyue's ashes here, and may she sleep peacefully here.

They are friends who have seen each other for less than a day.

This is the only thing Shen Muyun can do for her in this last days.

The pastor finished his prayers and went to the next place. Shen Muyun sat on the bench and looked at the towering tombstones. Tens of millions of people were buried here, with or without bones. People who eat without bones.

There are many people who weep in this low voice, for friends, for lovers, for family...

Shen Muyun knew that it was not like her to be so sad, she was just too tired, she just wanted to relax here, otherwise her sanity would collapse.

"Cry."

Xiao Wuxie wrapped Shen Muyun into her arms, she didn't speak, but just hugged Xiao Wuxie a little bit tighter.

The snowflakes are still falling, when will this cold winter pass?