Chapter 132 Don't Leave

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The pleasant whisper in the ear suddenly disappeared, and there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses, and it seemed that there were countless ghosts and demons coming around, and even the surrounding scenery seemed to suddenly darken.

Feng Xiaobing stopped with a solemn face. This evil and strange sound surrounded him, as if he was peeping at him, and did not rush over.

The palm of the hand holding the watermelon knife is a little wet. This feeling has not been for the zombie king for a long time. Even in the face of death threats, I have never been as nervous as I am now. It seems that there is a hunch that what I am about to face may be something more terrible than death.

Halfway up the mountain, surrounded by snow-covered black strange rocks, Feng Xiaobing did not move for a long time, and the sound around him was still peeping far and near, like countless invisible ghosts.

There is no way to stand such a stalemate. Feng Xiaobing stood silently for a long time and finally took a step forward.

"Boom~~~", this foot seems to have set out the mechanism fuse that detonated heaven and earth. After a short moment of sudden silence, the surrounding sound suddenly rushed over, bringing up countless shrills to burst into a loud sound, as if it could crack the heaven and the earth.

Feng Xiaobing opened his eyes angrily, and the watermelon knife in his right hand flashed with a faint light, waiting at any time. However, with the sound rushing to his eyes in an instant, he did not see anything.

"Boom~~~", the explosion seemed to be in Feng Xiaobing's mind, and an extremely bright white light detonated in Feng Xiaobing's mind.

At the foot of the mountain, the little white rabbit led the zombie royal family to build a permanent camp. They died at the foot of the mountain without waiting for their lover to return. The peaks were as quiet and towering under the starlight in the eyes of the huge whirlpool overhead as usual, without any changes.

On the top of the mountain, the black-robed saint sat quietly at the top of the jade steps, looking at the mountain road like the exit of hell with firm eyes, as if looking through the void and looking at the long future. Behind her, the seven old men in robes who had also lifted their hoods sat neatly, bowed their heads and closed their eyes and meditated. Strangely, in addition to human beings, among the seven male elders, there are actually three monster old men with special appearance that can be identified at a glance.

Similarly, the people waiting quietly on the top of the mountain did not find anything strange. The black mountain road seemed to be so quiet forever like the eternal chaos.

At this moment, in the mountain road, Feng Xiaobing stood quietly like a stone statue, maintaining a defensive posture, but his eyes were tightly closed. The surrounding mountain roads are as usual, and only gusts of cold winds pass through the mountain roads, occasionally blowing a few hairs.

The white light in his mind was extremely dazzling, which made Feng Xiaobing lose his ability to think. His mind was empty, and he could only feel countless screaming things rushing into his mind in an instant, and there was no way to resist.

"Is I dead?" Feng Xiaobing suddenly had this feeling. He couldn't feel his body, couldn't see anything, and his mind seemed to stop. Only the white light was shining in his mind, everywhere.

Finally, the noise in my ears gradually weakened and disappeared, and the white light in front of me gradually dissipated.

Opening his eyes and looking at the strange but familiar scene in front of him, Feng Xiaobing was stunned.

A warm hand was stroking his face, with a beautiful and loving face, "Xiaobing, what's wrong? Are you all right?" The familiar voice of love sounded like nature. Although the sound echoed as if it came from afar, it was the most familiar voice that was enough to move his soul. .

"Mom~~", Feng Xiaobing finally made a sound, but he was surprised to find that his voice was very immature, completely a child's voice.

"Mom~~", another child's coquettish call. Feng Xiaobing found that he was picked up by the dreamer in front of him, and his warm embrace made him extremely comfortable. I seem to be a happy child in my arms, but I don't seem to be, but I'm looking at it from another perspective, but I can really feel the warmth and love.

A group of hot tears gushed out. Feng Xiaobing had left everything behind. Finally, I remembered her, her mother's appearance.

With a laughter, Feng Xiaobing was picked up by the smiling hands and rotated in the familiar room. His mouth was not made by himself but by himself. Feng Xiaobing shed tears, looking at the old-fashioned incandescent lights on the rotating ceiling, and looking at the yellow walls around him recording the happy time one by one. The photo flashed.

Every time I saw a familiar object, the tears in my eyes surged out uncontrollably, and the strong desire to return to that good time surged up.

Suddenly, an equally familiar shouting and scolding came, and the rotation stopped abruptly. The picture turned and he hid in the corner. A man and a woman in front of him were quarreling fiercely and quickly fought. The weak woman was not the man's opponent. She was knocked to the ground a few times and sobbing sadly.

Tears surged again, and Feng Xiaobing shouted angrily, "Don't hit her, you drunkard." However, he cried loudly. He wanted to stand up, but there was nothing he could do.

The sobbing woman was shocked by the soldier's cry. She turned around and wanted to pick him up, but was kicked to the ground by the man again.

"Get out of here, get out of here, fucking drink some wine and play cards, get out of here~~" The man shouted like crazy and didn't let the woman cry at all.

The woman cried, stroked the old and new scars on her body. Finally, she stood up and did not dare to look at her child. She bowed her head and walked out of the door.

"No, mom, come back, don't go, don't leave me~~" Feng Xiaobing shouted crazily in his heart. Tears blurred his eyes and roared. Finally, he stood up trembling and tried his best to chase the woman who had opened the door step by step.

The scolding man may have been stunned by Feng Xiaobing, who stood up, and did not stop him.

For the first time, Feng Xiaobing felt that his legs and feet were so weak, as if every step would exhaust all his physical strength. However, the burning fire in his heart and the sad tears in his eyes were inspiring him step by step, step by step.

The woman had opened the door, and it was pouring heavily outside the door. Suddenly, the woman turned around, as if all the pain on her body had been washed away by the rain. The magnificent rain knocked on the woman's body, stirring up a layer of water mist. Gradually, the water mist seemed to have life, bloomed with hazy white light, holy white light.

"Baby, what a good boy, come on, mom will take you with you." The woman smiled and whispered, as if the most beautiful movement of time echoed in Feng Xiaobing's ear.

On the mountain road, Feng Xiaobing's face was full of sadness and expectation. His eyes were closed, and his right hand stretched forward like a baby. He walked to the side step by step. One step away, in the bottomless mountain stream, the wind made a ghostly call, as if looking forward to a hug.

The woman has stretched out her hand and is still one step away. With just one step, Feng Xiaobing struggled to raise his foot again and move forward firmly.