Chapter 810

Song Jiuyue heard the other party say so, and she had a meal. Before, Yu Chuyuan found an antibody in her body, so she was not afraid of any supola.

"Third brother, I don't know what's going on. There seems to be something in my body. The last time Fu Ji and I went to Africa, like this place, we were slaughtered by the supola virus, but I didn't get infected. Later, Yu Chuyuan said that there was an antibody in my body. I don't know what it was, but it's amazing to think about it."

When Xiao Qinge heard her saying this, her pupils shrank and she turned to look at this person. Is there an antibody in her body? He has always known that only the Xiao family is not afraid of the virus, and the other party is not afraid. Is she really the Xiao family.

Eyebrows slowly frown for a while, this matter seems more and more mysterious, if Xiaoyue is Xiao family, why does paternity test let the relationship between them, but if it is not Xiao family, why does she have this kind of antibody in her body? It's not scientific.

It seems that after going back this time, he will have another paternity test. Xiao Qinge's mood can't be calm at all. It's as if he wants to see the truth through the clouds. He is so excited that his fingers tremble, his eyes are filled with tears, his heart is sour, and finally he purses his lips.

"Xiaoyue, come to Xiao's house with me after you find Fu Yan. Do you know that only Xiao's family has that kind of thing in their body? Xiao's ancestors had a magical experience, so their bodies are different from others. It's the supola virus. Even if we give human beings another 40 years, we won't develop this kind of antibody. So there is only Xiao's family in the world You're not afraid of the virus. Xiaoyue, you're a member of the Xiao family. As for the paternity test, someone must have done something wrong with you. Promise to go to the Xiao family with me when you find Fu Yan. "

When song Jiuyue heard Xiao Qinge say that, her brow slowly frowned. Fu Yan said that it was impossible for the Song family to have this kind of thing in their body. At that time, she doubted her identity, so that she went to the Chen family later. But there was always a voice in her mind telling her that she was the Song family. Don't be paranoid about other things. Why is that so?

"Third brother, I promise you."

Song September's fist slowly clenched up, she is not a fool, paternity testing can do hands and feet, but the body is not hands and feet, there must be other things.

The two continued to move forward, because the front was the place where the supola virus was most rampant. Other people did not dare to go in any more, but they were not afraid of the virus at all, so they continued to walk, and went directly to the central area of the virus.

Along the way, you can see the miserable dead bodies. Song Jiuyue knew that Fu Yan was not afraid of these viruses, so she was a little relieved at this time. Since no one could be found in the lake, it showed that Fu Yan was sober when he fell down. He must be somewhere in this land. She had a strong intuition.

"Fu Jin!"

She cried loudly as she walked. The houses here are very low, many of them are even built with thatched cottages. It can be imagined that people's lives here are very poor. When they are poor and desperate, human nature is the most worthy of study, so when they see a pile of human bones in front of a campfire, they start to sweat.

There is a man tied to the shelf on the campfire. Maybe he can't be called a man any more, because he has been roasted, his body twisted in a strange posture, his arm has long disappeared, and the bones scattered nearby may be his.

Rao Shi has seen so many big scenes in Song September. At this time, he can't help feeling cold in his heart. How strong is his heart that makes people eat his own kind so heartlessly.

"Bang!"

She heard a noise coming from a room, looked at Xiao Qinge and ran to her.

"Fu Jin!"

She called again, but when she opened the door, she only saw Zhuang Qingwan.

Zhuang Qingwan's whole body was shaking, and her eyes were full of panic. After seeing them, a surprise appeared on her face. She wanted to run over, but in the middle of running, she began to grasp herself crazily.

Song September slowly stepped back, looking at this scene coldly, it seems that Zhuang Qingwan has been infected with the virus.

Of course, Zhuang Qingwan also knew that she was infected with the virus. Her health was not good. She was infected at the moment when she just fell off the cliff. But the cliff blocked all her way out. If she wanted to go out from this place, she had no choice but to go forward.

Zhuang Qingwan looks at the red pimples on her body and looks pale. However, seeing that song Jiuyue came in here without doing anything, her eyes become crazy.

"Song September, you can see that I have infected supora, but you have not done anything. As long as I am close to you, you will be infected, or you have been infected now. Song September, if I go to hell, I will definitely pull you together!"

With that, Zhuang Qingwan laughed, with a trace of despair in his voice.

Song Jiuyue can see that the other party doesn't want to die, but this person has done so many things that she and Fu Yan have been separated for so long. She can't mercifully forgive each other, and the corners of her mouth slowly tick."Zhuang Qingwan, I probably didn't tell you that the supola virus is useless to me. I won't die. It's you who will die. I will watch you die slowly. I heard that the supola virus infects very quickly. The infected person's limbs fester and vomits constantly. He will vomit his intestines out of his mouth. Zhuang Qingwan, the lady of the famous banker, is this the last way to die Not willing? "

Zhuang Qingwan didn't just quit. She hated it to death. Why did she end up like this? But song Jiuyue is still fine now. She felt like vomiting. That disgusting feeling was more painful than eating flies. Finally, she really vomited out, all of it was blood, flowing all over the ground in front of her.

Song September pick eyebrows.

"It seems that your internal organs have begun to fester. Zhuang Qingwan, if you do anything unjust, you will die. Now you are the one to blame."

Zhuang Qingwan didn't speak. To be exact, she couldn't say a word. She was in pain. She felt that her internal organs were melting slowly. Her ears, nostrils and eyes were flowing out. When she touched them with her hand, it was all blood.

Fear was like a rope around her neck. His heart was like being roasted on a fire. It was painful and inflated for no reason. At last, he leaned back and fell down. His mouth was still spitting and his whole body was spasmodic.

Song Jiuyue's brow frowned. She didn't feel sorry for him, she just felt sick.

"Third brother, let's go."