The Transmigrated Canon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist (427-560) (MTL)

505. Ex-husband, you dropped your manuscript (79)

"For these three days, you live in my stone house, and I will temporarily live in the shack outside." Fang Xun and Zhou Min walked side by side, looking at her delicate side face and said.

Zhou Min nodded, indicating that he knew.

When passing by the rows of shacks, a strong smell of blood rushed into Zhou Min's nose, causing Zhou Min to subconsciously turn his head and look at a cave behind the shack that was covered with weeds.

"Why don't you leave?" Fang Xun stopped when he noticed Zhou Min had stopped, and asked suspiciously, but after seeing the place Zhou Min's sight reached, his face was solemn and his brows furrowed.

"Don't look, there's nothing to see, let's go." Although Fang Xun doesn't feel that his actions in order to survive are terrifying and cruel, after all, humans are also the evolution of animals. People can eat chickens and ducks lower than themselves. Fish pigs, rabbits, sheep, bullfrogs, why can't they eat the same kind in order to live? Everything is for survival, only for the strong. It's like a lion cannibalizing people, they are just restored to their original state.

He also kept brainwashing everyone in this way, but when standing next to Zhou Min and watching Zhou Min look towards that place, for the first time, he didn't want Zhou Min to see that place, nor did he want Zhou Min to know what he had done. thing.

Although many things were tacitly made by smart people, as long as Zhou Min didn't say it, he could deceive himself all the time, and Zhou Min didn't realize his side.

Such a strong smell of blood was invisible to others, but the evil spirit that Zhou Min could see at a glance after practicing, kept lingering at the entrance of the cave, without guessing, Zhou Min knew where it was.

She couldn't be naive to think that in the past two weeks, Fang Xun's group survived because they found a lot of food enough for dozens of people to eat three meals a day.

Moreover, the deadly resentment on everyone here has been seen since Zhou Min stepped in here.

But I don't want to guess.

Zhou Min is not a good person, so she can't save everyone. Zhou Min's eyes were slightly heavy, then turned around, and when he was about to lift his foot to leave, the wind in his ear seemed to send a mosquito moan of despair and helplessness. The voice was so small and weak that ordinary people could not hear her. I can hear it, but it's because of cultivation.

The voice was very familiar, and Zhou Min, who had originally decided to turn around, resolutely walked towards the cave.

Fang Xun originally saw Zhou Min about to leave. Just about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that she had already moved quickly towards the cave. Her heart was beating in a panic, but at the moment she didn't expect people to stop him, but chased him up.

Zhou Min is Fang Xunxin's love, so there are many people around, but no one dares to stop him. It can be seen that the authority Fang Xun has established among them in just half a month has been accepted in a civilized society. People who have been educated in modernism in the past 20 or 30 years have declared that human rights, freedom and equality, they dare not resist any more.

When Zhou Min walked through rows of shacks and layers of people faster than Fang Xun, reaching out to push out the weeds at the entrance of the cave, the afternoon sun shone into this dark, damp, sinful place.

Although I already know where it is, even though I know how the group of people lived until now, when the scene in front of me was spread out in front of me, when the corpses of men, women and children were hanging upside down in the rock wall of the cave. At that time, the blood all over the floor, the blood-stained human bones, and those pieces of human skin that could still see the horrified face at the time of death, made Zhou Min spit it out.

"Zhou Min, how are you?" Fang Xun stepped forward to help the person who looked shaky and seemed to faint in the next second.

"Don't touch me!" Zhou Min said coldly, looking at Fang Xun who came forward. Close your eyes and listen carefully to the helpless groan that sounds like a mosquito, crying out to the last desperate being alive.

After feeling the position, Zhou Min opened his eyes and forced himself to look at the rows of dead pigs hanging upside down, looking for someone who might still be alive.

Zhou Min's feet were weak, the land inside, on the stone walls, was full of blood, and blood blisters in some gullies. She ignored Fang Xun's obstruction and walked in, with deathly scared faces on top of her head. Constantly swaying because of the wind, the blood in the air smells strong and makes people nauseous.

Walking through the rows of dead bodies, in the middle by the stone wall, Zhou Min saw a familiar face. He half-squinted his eyes, his breath is sometimes absent, and Zhou Min hurried forward with his instinct and will for help. "Wen Haoyuan!"

With a cry, the hanged man ignored it, because he seemed to be vague at this time.

"Wen Haoyuan, you, you hold on, I will save you out." Zhou Min put two fingers on Wen Haoyuan's neck artery where Wen Haoyuan fell from hanging upside down, only to discover how weak his breath was.

The hands hanging in the air were hung weakly, and the wrist arteries of both hands were cut with brute force by some blunt object, and blood kept flowing out.

It may be because the blunt object is not easy to handle, so it was cut many times before it was successful, so that the wrist was scarred.

"Fang Xun, put him down for me." Zhou Min turned and said to Fang Xun, who had been following her in a short distance behind him.

"Impossible, this is all..." Food

Fang Xun suddenly couldn't say these two words in Zhou Min's transparent and calm eyes.

"You want to say, these are your food, are you the rations you depend on for survival, right?" Zhou Min laughed mockingly, carrying him back to search, and quickly placed around Wen Haoyuan's heart in a place he couldn't see. A few times, wisps of spiritual energy quickly penetrated in, protecting his last heartbeat.

After doing all this, Zhou Min turned and looked at Fang Xun, "Fang Xun, how do you think you know me?"

An inexplicable sentence made Fang Xun look at Zhou Min in confusion, not understanding what she wanted to express.

"I'm not a saint, and I don't want to publish any long talks to denounce how horrible or selfish your actions are, lack of human morality, etc. After all, that is your choice, and you also want to live in every possible way. As for how to live, how to live, It doesn't matter to me whether it's a human or a ghost. But he can't!" Zhou Min pointed at Wen Haoyuan, "I have no right to interfere, nor can I interfere with what you want to eat, but this person is my friend. You let me watch you treat my friend's meat as a Chinese meal to fulfill your survival?!"

Zhou Min's indifferent words made Fang Xun sluggish.

"What do you mean by this? Do you think we are ghosts?" Fang Xun didn't care about Zhou Min's words, but instead entangled with her words that were straight into the heart without accusing her.

"It's a person or a ghost, I don't care." Zhou Min looked at Fang Xun calmly, "Didn't you say that you love me? If you love me, let my friend go. There is a saying, you should have heard of...love the house and the black"