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The nameless dead woman on the branch, her dress fluttering in the breeze, as if her soul refused to rest.

Ye Zheng thought of the "Phantom of the Kawahara mountain".

Kua Tai: "…" Kua Tai: "… …"

He was still inside the body of the historical figure Shanwang Xinxian, sealed deep within the Kawahara mountain, using his immense power to control the corpses and animals on the mountain to attack the invaders.

Unexpectedly, Kua Tai had always been by their side, and the real deal was that the person in charge of the Shan Wang Group, the head disciple of the Boss Beitiao, Qian Chuanxun.

Qian Chuanxun was already dead, the Kawahara mountain's undead were all dead, no need to be manipulated or tortured anymore.

Ye Zheng suddenly had a feeling that the Kawahara mountain was a huge, evil being. It had attracted suicides from all over and they were using their souls to nourish themselves, becoming stronger and stronger.

For a moment, a strong feeling of hatred arose in his heart. He only wanted to leave this ghastly place far away.

However, Gao Xiaowen didn't seem to have that kind of feeling. Looking at the girl who hanged herself on the tree, she faintly sighed: "Human's feelings, is truly a mysterious thing. "According to the theory of living things, survival is the most important thing, but humans are willing to give up their chance to survive in order to obtain the love that they can't get …"

"That's just a small part of it."

Ye Zheng said coldly.

"Darling, you used your life as a bargaining chip to save me."

Gao Xiaowen looked at Ye Zheng, her eyes brimming with a warm smile.

"I... Not for love. "

Ye Zheng was actually a little hesitant.

"Tell me, what was that for?"

Gao Xiaowen beamed. "Since there is no kinship between us and you are not even friends with me, why did you come to stand in the way of Death so many times?"

"I …"

Just as Ye Zheng wanted to say something, Gao Xiaowen had already hugged his body, and his warm and fragrant lips tightly pressed against his dry lips.

Ye Zheng awkwardly opened up his arms, stopping in the air for a few seconds, before he also hugged Gao Xiaowen's body.

He felt that Gao Xiaowen's aura was like a mysterious swamp, and she himself was trapped inside and unable to extricate herself, she could only slowly sink in … The former actress, Gao Xiaowen, was like her first love to Ye Zheng.

The Gao Xiaowen in front of them right now was a lover who had confirmed his name. It was a fresh and exciting feeling, one that no one could resist.

Beside the two people who were embracing, there was even a nameless corpse. The images of life and death were weaved together in such a strange manner.

Half a minute later, Ye Zheng and Gao Xiaowen's lips finally parted.

Gao Xiaowen's face was intoxicated, her eyes became a little blurry, and she leaned slightly on Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng had a strong feeling: Hugging the girl in front of him, suppressing her, crushing her … However, his eyes caught a glimpse of the dead fish hanging on the treetops. He couldn't help but tremble and his excitement was immediately flooded by cold water.

"Put her down."

Ye Zheng looked at the hanging girl.

Gao Xiaowen waved her hand gently, like a sharp blade slashing across, the rope snapped, and the girl's body fell down.

Ye Zheng gently supported her back, allowing her to lie on his back on the ground so that he wouldn't fall down miserably like a sack.

"Bury her?"

Gao Xiaowen asked.

"No need, her family won't be able to find her."

Ye Zheng replied.

"It's better to be a missing person than a savage corpse wilderness."

Gao Xiaowen said.

Ye Zheng thought for a moment, he had no choice but to admit that Gao Xiaowen's words were reasonable.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the nameless suicide girl was buried under a thick layer of earth, with a small grave.

As time passed, this lonely grave would eventually vanish into nothingness, and then the last traces of this girl's existence in the world would be eliminated.

Sighing about how weak his life force was, Ye Zheng turned and looked at Gao Xiaowen who was deep in thought.

Suddenly, an ominous feeling arose.

The witness of his love was actually a corpse?

Ye Zheng was a materialist.

Despite a series of bizarre and mysterious events, he didn't change his view of the world, whether it was the "biological mecha" or not.

"Inner force!"

Or was it "pure energy life form"?

All in all, it was still a part of science and could be explained in theory.

However … Love was something that was like a storm in the sky. It was the hardest to predict, the hardest to control.

And Gao Xiaowen, the "Seven-pointed Star"

Would the love between the upper echelons of the organisation end in a tragic death and end?

Ye Zheng didn't want to think about it anymore.

In the following two hours, Ye Zheng and Gao Xiaowen did not speak much, and instead silently traversed through the forest.

They walked out of the forest near the Kawahara mountain and went around a few desolate villages and towns.

There were many times when Shan Wang Group's unmanned aerial vehicles flew over them, but they were well-concealed and their reactions were sharp. The enemies did not discover anything.

"Where are we going now?"

Ye Zheng asked.

"To an old friend's house."

Gao Xiaowen replied.

"If my guess is correct, the Shan Wang Group has marked our heads with a very high price. It is a price that is difficult to reject."

Ye Zheng coldly snorted.

"Believe me, they won't sell us out."

Gao Xiaowen answered confidently.

Ye Zheng snorted and did not say anymore.

The frequent and violent movement of the earth's crust created a vast array of hot springs across the islands of the East China Sea. From the sea islands to the mountain secret regions, there were all kinds of spa hotels that nourished the health and appearance of the people everywhere.

According to the rules of the Chinese Ocean, a hot spring, that is, a spring with a water temperature of 25 degrees Celsius or more when it rises from the ground, or one kilogram of spring water containing a certain amount of the required mineral elements, shall be called a hot spring.

After travelling along the mountain road for half an hour, under the cover of greenery, a few small wooden houses with classical styles appeared in front of Ye Zheng and.

The name of the file.

The owner was a middle-aged man with a bald head. He was short and muscular, with a humble smile on his face. The Lady Boss was a middle-aged woman who still retained her charm.

They were all dressed in the traditional clothing of the East China Sea, relaxed and amiable.

"Mister Little Chestnut."

It was as if Gao Xiaowen had met an old acquaintance whom she had reunited with after a long time: "Business is going well?"

"Just so-so, just so-so."

Little Chestnut Boss nodded his head.

"Let's get a room. We'll go soak in a hot spring later."

Gao Xiaowen said with a smile.

"Two rooms …"

Ye Zheng was a little embarrassed.

"One room!"

Gao Xiaowen's tone was very certain.

Little Chestnut Boss and the Lady Boss looked at each other, then at Ye Zheng and Gao Xiaowen, and laughed as if suddenly enlightened.

After a quarter of an hour, Ye Zheng took off all of his clothes and immersed himself in the hot spring.

The hot springs of the Chinese Ocean are divided into low-grade hot springs below 34 degrees celsius, mid-grade hot springs between 34 degrees celsius and 42 degrees celsius, and high-grade hot springs above 42 degrees celsius.

Amidst the steam, Ye Zheng poked his head out of the hot spring water and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

At this moment, he finally obtained a moment of peace of mind.

With the sound of splashing water, Ye Zheng felt that someone had entered the water. Then, he heard Gao Xiaowen's playful noises.