Chapter 1222： season finale

现在 But now, how much Su Yan hopes that he can be infinitely powerful, even if he does not have the ability to kill mutant plants, he has the ability to escape.

I never want to fall into this critical moment, and look forward to the situation of others to come to the rescue.

The vine of the mutated plant, like a tentacle, climbed up Su Su's upper body a little bit, and then followed her arm to entangle Su Yuanshan, slowly dragging the father and daughter into the dense forest. deep.

No one came to save them, others were already too busy looking after themselves!

In the night sky full of snow and snow, no stars and no moons, some people rushed out of the broken base, some were buried deep in the dense forest, some were dead for a lifetime, and some were crying.

There is remorse, there is grief, there is cursing, and endless misery is staged in the base.

On the high tower, Wu Ji looked at the fire in the forest in the distance, and the wind blew his suddenly gray hair. Overnight, from the spirited base leader, he became an old man who trembled even when walking. .

Countless snowflakes slammed on him, he held a gun, stood in the already empty tower, smiled desolately, and whispered to the people who fled underneath,

"I wanted to give you a blossoming flower, but it took you to hell. Sorry, I'm sorry, I owe you, this life is beyond repayment, the afterlife, if there is another afterlife."

Then he raised his gun, pointed his muzzle at the temple, and slammed the trigger. The black night sky, the black human body looked like a leaf, fell from the tower, and was mutated by the downstairs. The tree vine caught it and instantly turned into a bone, disappearing into this broken base.

The city was broken, and people in the city, like splashing water, rushed out from the broken glass bottles and went to their respective deaths.

In the fourth year of the last century, Wuchuan Base was destroyed.

When the news came to the south, the south was already flooded with snow, and the river was frozen, and the monsters on the south could cross the river, and then hurried to the north.

The seasons change every year, and the extreme heat of the year is extremely cold. Both extremes are extremely easy to die.

An Ran had no skill, and heard the news that came back, and sighed sighingly. He said nothing about the Wuchuan base's encounter, but turned around and put in the resistance to the monsters from the south.

People are always greedy. Keep in mind that you are content, always happy, do n’t be alone, but do n’t be too happy, do n’t greedy others ’strengths, and try to make up for your weaknesses.

I believe in myself. For the loved one, don't be sad, be brave, and make yourself the armor of the one you love. Then, even if it is only the most insignificant dust in the last days, it has the power to shake the world.

Alas, Fang had a good time.

The severe winter and extreme heat in the last days have never been difficult. One winter passed, and the north did not know how many people died, the south did not know how many strange people were killed, how much weak meat and strong food, how many people were inspired by potential, and how many people were on the rise.

Han Sensen's bones spread for years and years.

Fortunately, although the winter is long, it still passes.

Although spring is short, it finally comes.

In all bases, the people who had rested for a winter, on the day when the temperature began to rise, began to gather together in a team, and began another year of southern attack.

Hundreds of flowers are busy farming, and the children are running in the fields.

In the perilous eschatology, the flowers bloom just outside the window.

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