"What? The monster Baqi that Liu Junwei turned into? His good friend was used as bait by the people of the Goddess organization, trying to lure him to China? Want to threaten us to let go of Thor? The virus can not only be infected through blood and contact, but also

It can be transmitted through water and air, so damn it, no, I have to report it to my superiors immediately."

Qisha couldn't digest this huge amount of information for a while. He was shocked for a long time before he opened his eyes angrily, gritted his teeth and cursed angrily. He took out the phone and was about to dial a number when Ding Ning held him down. He looked at him with complicated eyes and said, "Don't do it yet.

Contact your superiors. This is the news passed to me by Qianbao. I can’t explain the source of the news. Let’s wait and see who they are in contact with before making any plans!”

Qisha's hands trembled visibly, his face became a little gloomy, and he stared ahead in silence. His inner unrest could only be seen from the sharp rise and fall of his chest.

Ding Ning secretly apologized in his heart. He couldn't see Qisha's affection for Qianbao. However, from now on, there will no longer be Qianbao in this world, only Yagyu Qandai.

"Is...is she okay?"

After a long time, Qisha's slightly hoarse voice broke the silence in the carriage.

Ding Ning glanced at him unbearably, and finally gritted her teeth and said: "She was infected with the zombie virus. She called me before she turned into a zombie. After telling me this, there was no news from her."

"Crunch!"

The car stopped suddenly, the wheels skidded on the snow, and almost rolled over into a ditch before it came to a close stop. Qisha was trembling all over. He looked at Ding Ning with red eyes and asked tremblingly: "She...where is she now?"

"I don't know either. She has been following that monster. At the last moment of her life, she told me the news that she paid for with her life. She also entrusted me to help her say sorry to you. After saying that, she hung up the phone and waited for me.

If I call her back again, her phone number will never get through."

Ding Ning couldn't bear to see him in pain, so she closed her eyes and murmured in her heart, I'm sorry Qisha, please forgive my selfishness, Yagyu Qandai loves me, and I love her too, I can't put her in any danger,

Let the money bag she once had disappear completely into thin air!

"Wuwu, money bag... Money bag, I have never blamed you. You are so stupid, so stupid... Wuwuwu..."

Qisha buried his head on the steering wheel like a wounded beast and cried loudly. Seeing this strong man showing his true feelings, Ding Ning felt a wave of discomfort in his heart. He felt that he was a despicable and shameless person, and he almost couldn't help but tell the truth.

told him.

But he still held it back. Qisha liked the money bag, not Yagyu Sendai, and coupled with his status as a national scholar, he would never be able to be with Yagyu Sendai in this life. In this case, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain.

, let him give up completely, I believe he can bear such pain.

"Seven Kills, I...hey!"

Ding Ning couldn't bear to pat Qisha's shoulder, who was still choking and twitching. He hesitated to speak, but finally turned into a long sigh.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine, keep going!"

Qisha wiped away his tears and took a deep breath, as if all the depression and sorrow were expelled with this breath. He showed a smile that was uglier than crying, with eyes as red as rabbits, and started the vehicle again to drive toward

Chase forward.

Ding Ning looked at him worriedly: "No, I'll drive it!"

"No, I'm really fine. I just feel uncomfortable when I think about the money bag turning into a zombie and dying without a burial place."

Qisha's voice was hoarse and choked, which made Ding Ning extremely confused, but he could only grit his teeth and continue to hide it, and comforted him insincerely: "Qianbao only told me that she was scratched by a zombie, and then lost contact, but

No one knows whether she is dead or not. Maybe she will be lucky enough to escape."

Qisha was not so optimistic. The zombie attack on the border just now had a huge psychological impact on him. Thinking that there might be poor money bags among them, his heart was bleeding with pain, and he shook his head with dull eyes: "

Forget it, stop comforting me, I know Qian Bao is happy

It’s you I love. I just have unrequited love. I have never expected to be with her. I just hope she can live well. Even if she is a member of the divine organization that harms society, as long as she can live well, I will

I can be satisfied...wuwuwu..."

As he spoke, Qisha's tears couldn't help but flow again. Big drops of tears wet the steering wheel. Ding Ning was moved by the sea-like affection.

He always thought that Qisha just had some love between men and women for Qianbao. Who would have thought that he would be so affectionate? He didn't even mind that she was a member of the Goddess organization. He just hoped that she could live well. If he had known this,

, he would not deceive Qisha, but now that the matter has come to this, he can only continue to deceive cruelly.

During the rest of the journey, both of them lost interest in talking, and the atmosphere in the carriage became silent and depressing.

It wasn't until the Ford Raptor ahead entered a fork in the road that Ding Ning spoke again and broke the silence: "Don't follow it yet."

"how?"

Qisha had calmed down his emotions at this moment, and asked numbly while slowing down, but his eye circles were still red, and he was obviously still in great grief.

"The side road they took is a narrow path. Very few vehicles will take this road. If we follow too closely, we will be discovered by them."

Ding Ning glanced at him speechlessly and explained that it seemed that Qianbao's "death" had hit him too hard. He, who always prided himself on being smart, couldn't even understand such a simple truth.

"Well!"

Qisha reacted immediately, responded with a dull voice, and stopped talking. He just looked at his dull eyes, as if he was still sad.

Hey! What a crime!

Ding Ning sighed secretly, with mixed feelings in his heart, which were complicated and difficult to understand. He felt that he was very indebted to him, and planned to help him improve his cultivation as soon as he had time, as compensation for him.

The trail was rugged and difficult to navigate, and after nearly two hours of bumpy walking, we finally reached a relatively spacious dirt road.

Fortunately, this dirt road was completely frozen by ice and snow. Although the car would slip on the frozen soil, it could still be passed slowly. After another hour passed, the vision suddenly opened up and appeared in the midst of green mountains.

Even the temperature has begun to rise significantly.

Walking on the tree-lined path, without the layer of ice and snow, the car is not as difficult to walk as before.

However, Xiao Jin, who was always hovering in the sky, also lost track of his target. After all, once the car enters the forest area, no matter how good the high-altitude vision is, it is useless.

This made Ding Ning miss the Demon Mosquito even more. Looking at the God-Eating Insect still sleeping in the sea of ​​consciousness, he became furious. This damn guy kept saying that it could replace the Demon Mosquito, but in the end,

I haven't woken up now, otherwise there would be no need for such trouble.

"This should be the southern Tibetan section of the McMahon Line!"

Qisha, who had already calmed down, said with a serious expression.

Ding Ning nodded noncommittally. He was not surprised that the coordinator would set the agreed location at this undefined location. After all, this place has always been a controversial "undemarcated national boundary".

Although the Chinese government has always firmly believed that this is the sacred and inviolable territory of the Chinese state, it actually does not have real control over this land. This is a problem left over from history, and I will not go into details here.

Fortunately, there is only one tree-lined path, and you can't go wrong if you follow this path. In addition, Ding Ning's current consciousness can barely reach a distance of 10,000 meters, so he can still track a car.

As time passed, the Ford Raptor finally drove into a village made entirely of wood.

Although Qisha was very curious as to why Ding Ning was so sure that the Ford Raptor, which was no longer in sight, had stopped, he still stopped the car as he said and leaned forward to touch the front. However, what Qisha did not notice was that in the

Just when they got out of the car and switched to sneaking, the Toyota SUV they were riding in suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Ding Ning had no choice but to put the car into the space. Who knows who is in this village and whether there are still cars coming and going. Finding a strange car parked on the roadside will definitely reveal their whereabouts. He can only risk being seven

Kill any danger you find and put it away.

"Dear guests, welcome to your arrival!"

The Ford Raptor was stopped by several men dressed as Tibetans who were armed with live ammunition at the entrance of the village. After a few words of jabbering, a middle-aged man dressed as a lama walked out quickly to express his welcome to them.

"People brought it, where is your living Buddha?"

The members of the Divine Origin organization had already changed out of their heavy clothes and were wearing black robes and silver masks. They escorted White down. When the tall man saw him taking a selfie and using a loudspeaker to greet him, he suddenly shouted in an arrogant voice.

The middle-aged lama frowned slightly and said with some displeasure: "The Living Buddha is not here. How could our Living Buddha show up for such a trivial matter?"

"Hmph! What a bullshit living Buddha, you really have such a big air!"

The thin man had long been impatient due to the bumpy ride. Seeing that the middle-aged lama dared to look down on them, he immediately snorted with disdain.

The middle-aged lama narrowed his eyes, and shouted with a cold light in his eyes: "How dare you insult our great living Buddha, you are seeking death!"

The men in hidden attire who looked like militiamen around them immediately raised their guns and aimed murderously at the three members of the Goddess organization. The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and a conflict could break out at any time.

White was so scared that he almost collapsed to the ground with so many guns pointed at him. However, the three members of the Goddess organization were not afraid. The tall man sneered and said, "What? Do you want to rob someone directly?"

The middle-aged lama said with a smile: "We are just partners, not your subordinates. If you don't apologize to our living Buddha immediately, don't blame me for turning against you."

"You turn your back on me and don't recognize me? Even you deserve it!"

The burly man who had never spoken a word roared loudly and suddenly got angry, shooting towards the middle-aged lama like an arrow from a string.

Ding Ning and Qisha hid in the woods not far away and watched this scene. Qisha sneered and said: "I didn't expect that the Goddess organization would actually hook up with the Dalai Group. Let's fight. It's best if they all die."

The Dalai Lai has always regarded himself as a "religious leader", cloaked in the guise of Tibetan Buddhism, deceiving religious believers and confusing the public internationally. A small group of loyal followers of the Dalai Group also use the name of monks to "Tibet"

~The reality of independence.

They use red cassocks as a cover, use Buddhism as a sign, take advantage of the Tibetan people's piety to Buddhism and people's trust and respect for Buddhist monks, collude internally and externally, advocate "Tibetan independence", and use various means to provoke ethnic differences between Tibet and Xinjiang.

Contradictions arouse national hatred.

Time and time again, they have stirred up troubles in Tibet, instigated, planned and organized rebellions, riots, smashing, looting and burning incidents, undermining the economic development and social stability of Tibet. The Dalai Group is a terrorist group cloaked in religious garb.
Chapter completed!