Calamity Day [Apocalypse]

In the blue sky, a row of white pigeons flew past with fluttering wings.

The huge billboard at the intersection is showing colorful entertainment, and the car is parked quietly at the no-man's intersection.On both sides of the street, the doors of the shops are open, like a pair of closed mouths, opened numbly, revealing the scarlet flesh and blood inside.

The blood winds from this end of the long street into a slender river, slowly flowing to the far edge of the city.The day was turned upside down, the most prosperous commercial street fell into a long dead silence, and the whole city stood still in seconds.The edges of the reinforced concrete skyscrapers glow with a sharp cold light, condescending, overlooking this sad land with no emotion.

A delicate and slender red high-heeled shoe was tilted to one side, and the curly chestnut hair that was carefully groomed was scattered all over the floor.There was a faint scent of gardenias in the air, but it was quickly wiped away by a very hostile blood-red aura.

The young woman lay on the cold, dirty ground, blood spilling from beneath her.The woman's eyes opened quietly, reflecting the blue sky.

Not far away, a men's briefcase fell to the ground, the zipper was undone, several documents were scattered, and a photo that was pressed under the documents also slipped out of the paper.

It was a family portrait. In the photo, the young woman and middle-aged parents faced the camera with big smiles.

"Dad, I'm sorry...Xiaoyuan, I'm sorry..."

On the deserted street, a thin, short, middle-aged man ran away in panic. He seemed to have just escaped from a hidden corner. The sleeves of his suit were torn a lot, and the threads were messily exposed to the air. Bright blood red handprints.

"Dad didn't do it on purpose, it wasn't me...you can't blame me..."

He whimpered and spit out indistinct words, suddenly tripped over something under his feet, and immediately bounced up like a frightened bird.

"Don't, don't come here! Get out of here!!"

After seeing clearly that it was a stump, he screamed and fled into the shopping mall beside him in a panic.However, just as he entered, his legs gave way and he fell directly to the ground.

Bright light casts from the dome of the shopping mall, and the red color occupies the entire field of vision.He trembled and touched the slippery blood on his hand.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The middle-aged man got up from the ground with his hands and feet together, his mind was extremely blank, he twisted his body and ran outside——

Under the bright sunlight, several shaky figures appeared not far from the shopping mall.

In the next second, the man turned around and fled back, scrambling up the stairs leading to the second floor, but accidentally twisted his ankle heavily, and fell down on the stairs howling.

"Legs! My legs!"

boom!

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the second floor. The man trembled violently and raised his head in panic.

A thin layer of blood smeared on the smooth marble porcelain surface, a short boot stepped on the corpse, black hair like crow feathers hung down, and the black windbreaker outlined the man's graceful and slender figure.

He leaned over and pulled out a pair of military thorns that were dark and dull all over his body, a large amount of scarlet sprayed out, and his pale and delicate profile was stained with hot blood, the blood color was pale and extremely beautiful.

Blood slithered down the long steps, and the black-haired young man stepped on the junction of the scarlet light and shadow, and cast a casual glance downwards.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

To put it bluntly, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled at the middle-aged man.

"...Okay, long time no see."

At that moment, the middle-aged man felt a fear that he had never felt before, because of this person he had never seen before.

"Ho ho..."

Hoarse whispers came from far to near. At the entrance of the shopping mall, several young men and women whose faces were so pale that they were not alive walked in step by step with their bodies crooked and covered in blood.

Their cloudy eyeballs froze in the pupils, staring fixedly at the middle-aged man under the stairs.

"Get out!! Ahhh, get out!"

The middle-aged man wanted to climb up the stairs several times, but he didn't know whether it was too much fear or too much pain. The broken leg struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't get up.

"Save me! Save me quickly!!"

He held onto the handrail of the stairs tightly, and shouted hoarsely to the youth on the second floor for help.

"Can't get up?"

The corners of the black-haired young man's lips were raised slightly, and his slender fingers rested on the edge of the armrest. He lowered his eyes and looked down at the middle-aged man.

"I'm so sorry, you're a drag on me."

"Ho-"

The zombie closest to the middle-aged man grabbed his broken leg and rushed forward.

"No, save me! I can- ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"..."

The young man in black lowered his eyelashes, indifferently witnessing this feast of flesh and blood.

After a while, he turned around, his black windbreaker swaying lightly, he stepped on the bloody floor, and left the second floor of the shopping mall.

-

In the modern era of [-], the apocalypse broke out and the disaster day came.

At the beginning of the end of the world, zombies move extremely slowly during the day, and only a few can travel in the sun, but they cannot perform simple actions such as going up the stairs and opening the door.Later, zombies and humans mutated almost at the same time, and the mutated zombies were several times stronger than before. What is even more desperate is that they are no longer restricted by day and night.

However, human beings have been fighting against zombies for several years, and the period with the heaviest casualties is still at the beginning of the end of the world—zombie mutations occur at night, and two-fifths of the world's population suddenly alienate into zombies under the darkness of night. Opened its man-eating mouth.

No one knows how this catastrophe befalls mankind.In just seven days, disaster days were ushered in all parts of the world, and human beings fell for a while, until seven days later, the first supernatural being awakened, bringing a faintly visible dawn to human beings.

However, this dawn is not destined to be the harbinger of the end of the night. Before the dawn, human beings have been struggling in the black tide for several years. Until Ye Yiqian died, he failed to catch the second light.

For this city, eight o'clock last night meant an end.The end of the world broke out, and the once-prosperous city was reduced to a dead city overnight, with no life left.

But the sun still rose the next day, and when the morning light first came out, Ye Yiqian opened his eyes from the darkness and ushered in his new life.

He went back to six years ago, when everything had just happened, and before it could happen in the future.

puff.

The blade was accurately inserted between the eyebrows, and the zombie fell down, with thick and foul-smelling blood dripping on the ground.

The heels of his short boots spattered light blood, and Ye Yiqian was walking on the edge of the corridor. From this angle, the ends of his eyes were slightly raised, evoking a flowing arc, but there was a cold light in the depths of his eyes, beautiful and beautiful. alienated.

He walked gracefully and lightly, without hurry, as if he was strolling in the back garden surrounded by ivy.

Click.

Stepping on a shard of glass, Ye Yiqian came to a toy store following his old memories.The glass door of the toy store was broken, blood was splashed on the floor and walls, and a young clerk fell at the door of the store, his body had already become cold and stiff.

People who are bitten by zombies have two endings, mutate into zombies or die directly-even people with supernatural powers cannot escape these two endings.

She was lucky to be freed from becoming a walking dead.

Ye Yiqian bypassed her, and walked straight to the back of the toy store, in front of a cabinet placed against the corner.

The cabinet is more than half the height of an adult, enough to accommodate a curled up teenager.

knock, knock, knock

Curling his index finger, the black-haired young man bent down and tapped on the cabinet door. Three rhythmic knocks sounded in the corner, but no one answered.

After waiting for a few seconds, he smiled and opened the cabinet directly.

squeak--

The cabinet door was opened, and the teenage boy quietly hugged his knees and huddled in a corner of the cabinet, with no expression on his pale and indifferent face, silently watching the person coming.

He was wearing a half-new coat, his cheeks on both sides were a little thin, and there were bruises under the corners of his eyes—only those black eyes were as deep as an ancient well, almost swallowing people in them.

"found it."

Ye Yiqian gave a low laugh, and touched the ground with one knee, he half-kneeled in front of the cabinet, the hem of the windbreaker fluttering down on the ground.

"Little guy, come here."

He handed out his right hand to the young man. The knuckles were slender and delicate, clear and powerful. It was a pleasing hand, and it was also a decisive hand that had been stained with countless blood.

"..."

The young man quietly stared at the person in front of him, his dark eyes could not reflect any emotion.

"do not be afraid,"

Ye Yiqian bent her knuckles slightly, and gently scratched the young boy's immature face, "Come home with me, okay?"

"..."

Ye Yiqian said: "Don't you want to? Then, I'm leaving?"

Just when he was about to withdraw his hand, the boy suddenly moved.

The immature and soft hands wrapped his hands carefully in the palms, with little strength, as if they were afraid of hurting him, but they couldn't break free easily.

He looked at Ye Yiqian fixedly, and said "yes" in a low voice.

"Well, that's nice."

Ye Yiqian wrapped his arms around the boy's back and carried him out of the dark cabinet.

When his arm was attached to the boy's thin back, he could still feel the boy's slight stiffness, but the stiffness was only for a moment, because soon, the boy lowered his head and grabbed the clothes on his shoulders without saying a word, tightly Tight and won't let go.

Ye Yiqian's voice was clear and elegant, with a touch of gentleness and comfort: "I will not abandon you, so don't worry...my name is Ye Yiqian, from now on I will call you Ye Mu, okay?"

Ye Mu never mentioned his parents. In his last life, when Ye Yiqian picked him up in the mall, this little guy was alone. Even his name was chosen for him by Ye Yiqian.

Ye Mu nodded, wondering if Ye Yiqian's words gave him a sense of security, he silently patted Ye Yiqian's side, and buried his soft little face halfway into his shoulder—like a The little beast who is only attached to his family is so docile and well-behaved that it makes people feel pitiful.

Ye Yiqian strode out with him in his arms, and said slowly: "Your family is no longer here, and I will be your family from now on."

After a pause, he seemed to think of something, and sneered slightly.

"Little guy, you haven't called me yet."

"……elder brother."

Ye Mu lowered his eyes calmly, and there was a faint glimmer of light in his deep black pupils.

He sniffed the faint fragrance of this person, and silently narrowed his eyes.

elder brother……

mine.

The author has something to say: that middle-aged man is not innocent, he killed his wife and children, and he also did a lot of things in his last life to help his elder brother to death.

He is a villain, but many times, a villain can drag other people into the water and live to the end by himself [really bald]

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"Black Snake"

[Illustrated Book of Contemporary Rare Monsters]

[Shen Qing: The first-level state-protected monster, the only remaining descendant of the dragon in the 21st century, risk factor: sss]

Everyone in Haicheng knew that Patriarch Qin had a little lover, handsome and docile, who was the canary in his cage and the treasure in his palm.

Shen Qing curled up in the man's arms, yawned lazily, narrowed her eyes slightly, and was sleepy.

There was a thin chain wrapped around his wrist, and the man pinched his chin, and put a burning kiss on his lips.

"Don't run away, stay with me."

Shen Qing: "...Oh."

The next day, Xiao Qing'er, the head of the Qin family, took his card and 3000 yuan and ran away.

Qin Mo: "..."

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