No matter how much Yu Lan complained in her heart, she still put away the spirit core in case it would be useful in the future.

When Mo Xiaobing saw Yu Lan put away the spirit core, she lowered her head and didn't know what to think about.

The firebirds flew very quickly and arrived in the south in just one day and night.

Looking at the chaotic southern part from the firebird's back, Yu Lan frowned and ordered the zombies left in the south to start to fight against these uncontrolled zombies with all their strength.

Pulling the sleepy Zui Wuye off the back of the firebird, Yu Lan ran directly into the southern city without caring about the unusual gaze of the people around him.

Yu Tian had been waiting for them for a long time, and now he couldn't help but smile when he saw Yu Lan.

"Sister." Walking up to meet Yu Lan, Yu Tian took her arm and made sure she was not injured before breathing a sigh of relief.

Zui Wuye yawned, and then slowly showed a handsome smile.

"Hello Yu Tian."

Listening to Zui Wuye's lazy voice, Yu Tian curled his lips and ignored his intentions.

However, Yu Tian's eyes quickly fell on Mo Xiaobing. He narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered to Yu Lan, "...Is this?"

Mo Xiaobing and Mo Xiaohuan's eyes have different colors. Although they look exactly the same, Yu Tian would not recognize them as one person. What's more, he had just damaged Mo Xiaohuan, so how could he run to Yu Lan's side in the blink of an eye?

Seeing that although Mo Xiaobing looked similar to Mo Xiaohuan, his eyes were turbid, but he had to look pitiful. His different appearances made him feel disgusted, even more disgusted than he was to Mo Xiaohuan.

When Yu Tian looked at Mo Xiaobing, Mo Xiaobing was also looking at him curiously. The two of them looked at each other with sharp eyes, and they opened their eyes together.

Mo Xiaobing could read his mind and naturally understood Yu Tian’s disgust towards her. She sneered secretly and became disgusted with the sky.

Is this person my mother’s younger brother? Another annoying existence.

"This is Mo Xiaobing." Yu Lan said lightly without noticing the interaction between Yu Tian and Mo Xiaobing.

She did not mean to introduce Mo Xiaobing for the time being, but just looked at Yu Tiandao anxiously, "Where is Awen now?"

"I'll take you there." Since Yu Lan said something, there was no need to make her hate her. She turned around and walked in front of her and led the way.

Zui Wuye followed Yu Lan honestly, and although he curled his lips, nothing happened.

Mo Xiaobing's eyes were not far away. She closed her eyes and sensed the disgusting aura on Mo Xiaohuan.

She sneered silently, and trotted a few steps and held Yu Lan's hand.

Yu Lan also shook her hand and smiled gently at her, "You don't want to do anything when you see Mo Xiaohuan later, can you promise me?"

Looking at Yu Lan's gentle smile, Mo Xiaobing's eyes flashed, but she still said obediently, "Yes."

Seeing that Mo Xiaobing agreed readily, Yu Lan didn't believe it very much, but she had reached this point and could not let Mo Xiaohuan and Mo Xiaobing avoid it. She could only pay more attention.

Yu Tian, ​​who was walking in the front, opened an iron door. He didn't know what button he pressed and the light behind the iron door lit up. A staircase that turned around and went down came into his eyes, looking quiet and mysterious.

"The smell here is a bit bad, but there is no strange smell downstairs." Yu Tian turned around and comforted him, smiling flatteringly at Yu Lan, as for the others, they were too lazy to pay attention to it.

"It really smells bad." Zui Wuye curled his lips in disgust and complained in a low voice, "Why are you doing to put the boss in such a bad place?"

"It's safer here." Yu Tiantou said without even returning.

"Where is safe..." Zui Wuye obviously didn't believe it. He was about to refute and heard a sound of guns pulling out the safety on the wall beside him. The sound was not loud and most people couldn't hear it at all, but it seemed unusually clear in this quiet environment.

He quickly looked at the wall next to him, and then he noticed that there were countless thumb-sized d holes on the wall, so dark that they could not see the back of the d hole.

If there were guns behind these walls... Zui Wuye looked around at the dense bullet holes around him, and felt a chill on his back.

If so many bullets come over at the same time, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed.

After wrinkling his nose, Zui Wuye noticed what the unpleasant smell in the corridor was. It was clearly the smell of gunpowder, and the damp smell between the stairs really made people feel uncomfortable.

"Be careful." Yu Tian's voice was filled with a sarcastic smile. This time he turned around generously and looked at Zui Wuye's eyes full of provocation.

Zui Wuye nodded expressionlessly, and his heart also raised a little more vigilant.

In his opinion, Yu Tian is also a lunatic, so it is always good to be more careful.

The group quickly walked to the bottom of the stairs. Seeing Yu Tian pulling open an iron fence and pushing an iron door from bottom to top, Yu Lan immediately felt a rush of air conditioning coming to her face.

"It's so cold." Zui Wuye hugged his arm.

Autumn is almost over, and the weather is getting colder. Zui Wuye is now wearing a long-sleeved shirt, but the ragged ones do not have any warmth.

"This Leng Yi is almost the same as what Mo Xiaobing made." He muttered.

"Mo Xiaohuan is the same as me, and the ice layer I created is of course the same." Mo Xiaobing was too lazy to explain, but just looked at Zui Wuye and said casually.

Looking at Mo Xiaobing's arrogant look, Zui Wuye couldn't help rolling his eyes and didn't say anything to her.

If he doesn't hate Mo Xiaohuan or disgusted, then he can be said to be disgusted with Mo Xiaobing.

"Xiao Huan." Yu Lan ignored their attitude and just walked in and said to Mo Xiaohuan who was standing in the middle of the ice.

"Mom!" Mo Xiaohuan turned around and complained, with surprise between her eyebrows and eyes, "You are back!"

The soft voice is cheerful and sounds very nice.

"Well, how is Awen now?" Yu Lan asked softly at Mo Wen lying beside him.

At this time, Mo Wen's whole body was covered with thin ice. His originally pale face was now becoming more and more bloodless. He frowned, his eyes closed, and his lips were still in a dark purple unhealthy look, looking extremely weak.

"The wound has been fixed. My father has good self-healing ability and is now healing slowly, but the speed is very slow. It has not grown much in these few days." Mo Xiaohuan sighed, and his dark eyes were also very sad.

Yu Lan touched her head and said comfortingly, "It's okay, I've come to Zui Wuye." Please pay attention to the latest chapters in the following chapters.
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