The whole safe area is dead.

A small point of light, seconds killed three warriors, which shocked everyone.

In the midst of the shock, they didn’t let anyone say anything.

I can only look at that light.

After the point of light killed the three spirits in seconds, it flew back to Ling Xiao's body.

He has killed the enemy and avenged himself for Lingxiao.

At this point, the idea of maintaining this point of light has disappeared.

The dots of light began to become illusory, and seemed to dissipate at any moment.

If this point of light dissipates, then it is equivalent to Zhang Fan's mind dissipated.

He also died in the true sense of the word.

However, there seems to be something left unfinished.

Indeed, he could not let Lin Xiao die like this.

Suzanne cannot die!

Suzanne cannot die!

Even if he is dead, he will do his best to revive Ling Xiao!

Under the support of this idea, the point of light did not end up.

He seemed to want to take the troll away.

However, with a small point of light, he could not take away Ling Xiao.

Finally, after hovering for a moment, the spot flew in from the blood hole in Zhang Fan’s back of the brain.

At this moment, a scene that made everyone in great fear happened.

I saw that he had already died, and the back of the head was wearing a hole in Zhang Fan, and he stood up.

He stooped and picked up Lin Xiao’s body and stepped forward.

His movements looked stiff, and his walking posture looked mechanical.

Someone noticed that his eyes were even closed.

But although his eyes were not open, he seemed to be able to see the road, step by step, along the street, forward.

No one knows that although Zhang Fan's body is dead at this time, his consciousness has not yet dissipated.

It was his consciousness that controlled his body in action.

Even if he doesn’t open his eyes, he can walk normally.

Now with the idea of saving Xiao, Zhang Fan's idea of light has begun to become stable, and it will not dissipate at any time.

That is to say, the current body is only a container for Zhang Fan to hold his thoughts.

Even without this body, it is okay for his mind to change one body.

Zhang Fan mechanically hugged Ling Xiao, along the street, step by step.

There was no expression on his face.

His eyes are still closed;

In his chest and back, the hole pierced by the sword was still bleeding;

In the back of his head, the nail-sized hole was still bleeding.

His body was dead, but his mind was still alive.

But there is only one thought left.

He has lost most of his mind, and most of his memories.

He now has only one thought: to save the linguish.

He walked down the street like that.

The breath of the superior warrior in him had completely disappeared.

But no one dared to stop him.

Just now, the situation of the light to kill the three spiritual warriors is still vivid, at this time who dares to stop him, is not looking for death?

In the sky, the clouds are wide.

Not long after, the snow of the goose feathers generally flew down.

It’s snowing so hard, I’ve never seen snow like this in years.

The cement floor in the city is difficult to snow.

But at this time, in a short period of time, two inches of snow accumulated.

Everyone passed the screen, watching Zhang Fan holding Ling Xiao's body, stepping on this heavy snow, and moving forward step by step.

Everyone is silent for it.

Zhang Fan did not have a car - he no longer has the awareness of the car.

He walked forward so brightly, he kept going.

Ling Xiao’s sister saw this scene from the screen, and tears came in her eyes.

But she did not appear to help Zhang Fan, and also prevented the housekeeper from sending someone to take the bodies of Zhang Fan and Ling Xiao back.

She was just crying in her own home.

The next day, the snow continued.

And Zhang Fan hugged Ling Xiao, still walking in the heavy snow;

The third day, the fourth day, the fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day...

It snowed for seven days and never stopped.

At this time, people have calmed down from the initial fear of Zhang Fan.

People almost through the live broadcast, watching Zhang Fan for seven days.

When they were awake, Zhang Fan was walking in the snow with Lingxiao;

They fell asleep, Zhang Fan holding Ling Xiao walking in the snow;

When they woke up, Zhang Fan was still walking in the snow.

On the seventh day, Zhang Fan came to the gate of the safety zone, and outside was the field.

The soldiers guarded the gate of the security zone, no one dared to stop him, and did not want to stop him.

They had zombie viruses in their bodies and should not have stayed in a safe zone.

Now they could leave, and the soldiers could not.

Zhang Fan held Ling Xiao and unimpeded exited the security zone gate.

Outside the safety zone, there is no knee in the snow.

He still closed his eyes, holding Ling Xiao's body, and walked hard outside.

In his arms, his face was pale.

But under the background of heavy snow, it seems so immaculate.

When Zhang Fan was not far from the gate of the safety zone, several teenagers chased out.

These are the students of the scum class.

After they were isolated, they thoroughly examined the body and made sure there was no virus before they were released.

After he was released, he followed the man.

They were in the snow and chased after Zhang Fan.

“Teacher Zhang, Mr. Zhang, come back with us.”

“Teacher Zhang, where are you going?”

"Teacher, come back with us, whoever dares to move you again, we will work hard with him!"

...

The students said.

But Zhang Fan did not hear, step by step, and continued to move forward.

His eyes are still closed.

Wang Dong burst into tears and said, “Teacher Zhang, my mother and daughter already... I think I should bury her well, otherwise...”

Speaking of which, Zhang’s footsteps stopped.

But it just stopped, and then moved on.

They all looked at each other and didn’t know what to do.

Zhuge Liang, who has not spoken much, said, "Maybe, going to the field now is the best choice for the teacher."

And they all understood.

At this time, if Zhang Fan returns to the safe zone, he will certainly be regarded as a monster.

Perhaps no one dares to move him in the short term, but for a long time, it is difficult to ensure that no one will harm him.

And in the wild area is different, those monsters, zombies and blood people, far less despicable than humans.

With the strength that Zhang Fan showed seven days ago, it is definitely more than enough to deal with those monsters, zombies and blood families.

“Then I’ll go with the teacher.”

Wang Dong said.

“I’ll go too!”

“How could it be without me!”

“And me.”

“The old man goes too.”

The four famous people and the great Huo Juxiong have shouted.

Zhuge Liang said, "With our strength, following the teacher can only become a burden to him."

The people tucked again.

In the end, you can only look at Zhang Fan from afar and leave step by step.

In the snow, there are a deep footprints.