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45. Your heart is like my heart 2

The original version was not too miserable. As soon as she was born, she was thrown into a villa on the outskirts of this remote city. She had no shortage of food and clothing, and a dedicated teacher to teach her. However, she was monitored at all times. In the past eighteen years, she has not stepped out of here.

.

Since she was a child, she has only had a few serious servants around her, and the teachers who teach her only fulfill their teaching responsibilities and never say a word of nonsense to her.

Gradually, the original person became more and more introverted and less courageous.

After eighteen years of monotonous and boring life without incident, a few days ago in the evening, the sky was filled with an ominous blood-red color, which was very strange. At night, she suddenly suffered from a high fever and passed out.

I finally woke up, but when I opened the curtains, I saw a terrifying face. I was scared to death!

Zhen Shan: "..." The empress didn't know how to evaluate the original body's death.

Having survived a zombie virus, only to be frightened to death by zombies, this is very frustrating no matter how you think about it.

Zhen Shan stroked his forehead.

However, she has nothing to be unwilling to do with her original form in this life.

Even though Mrs. Zhen was merciless to her, she never treated her badly. There were entanglements between grudges and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Zhen Shan rubbed his eyebrows, stood up, walked to the computer desk, opened it according to the original memory, and searched for the current situation in the world.

Fortunately, the current power grid and information network are still intact.

Zombies mean the end of the world. Humanity is facing the crisis of being wiped out. It is very likely that like the dinosaurs tens of millions of years ago, it will become extinct in this world.

Now that the whole world is in panic, the Federation responded very quickly. In just a few days, it began to clean up the zombies and build a large base with the Imperial Science and Technology City as the center.

At the same time, many forces were dispatched to rescue in various places, calling on living humans to jointly resist the zombies and rebuild their homes.

But looking at it from another perspective, it is the end of the world, and the seven major financial groups still have to firmly control the world.

Zhen Shan's beautiful eyes glanced across the chicken soup messages calling for salvation, and clicked on a post. It analyzed that there are two types of human mutations after the end of the world, deformed mutations, which turn into zombies, and forward mutations, which obtain different abilities.

Ability.

Her eyes moved slightly, she raised her hand, a milky white halo lingered on her fingertips, and she felt the gentleness of this power.

This is the extremely rare light power mentioned in the post, that is, the healing power?

It’s quite magical!

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, the roars of zombies, gunshots, and men's curses came from downstairs.

But what really concerned her was that the second crystal heart on the scroll of becoming a god suddenly lit up.

Zhen Shan smiled softly. In his last life, he was a young monk with a pure Buddha heart. What about this life?

The queen is looking forward to it very much.

She closed the notebook calmly, stood up, walked to the closet, listened to the footsteps going upstairs, reached out and opened the closet door...

Bang!

The door to the room was violently blasted open.

Two men and one woman walked in cautiously with guns in hand.

"No one, brother," the man with colorful hair looked at the man with a crew cut next to him and said while chewing on his cigarette.

"Bah, this is probably the villa for the seven illegitimate daughters of the ghost family again."

The woman with red curly hair was more careful. She spat, not sure whether it was sarcasm or jealousy.

Of course, I am not jealous of the owner who lives here, but the seven conglomerate families who control the lifeblood of the world.

"Brother Yan, what do you think?"

The woman turned her head and looked like a little woman at the man standing at the door, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He was elegant and warm, smiling as gently as the morning breeze, just like the good brother next door.

Yan Xifeng did not answer her, but walked into the room, his eyes wandering, and stopped on a large wardrobe.

"Brother Yan, is something wrong?"

The two unkind-looking men asked respectfully and carefully.

The three of them were obviously led by this gentle and handsome man.

Yan Xifeng's pale glazed eyes moved slightly and he walked slowly towards the wardrobe.

Boom!

There was a collision sound from the closet, and the expressions of the three people changed, and they quickly raised their guns.

Yan Xifeng's expression remained unchanged, his clear-jointed and transparent white hands were placed on the closet door and he slid it to the side.

His eyes lit up, Zhen Shan covered her mouth, her big phoenix eyes opened wide, pure and flawless, like two crystal clear lakes, full of tears, unable to fall, which was lovely and pitiful.

When she suddenly saw a stranger, she seemed to be extremely frightened. She tried hard to curl up, her little body trembling.

A strange color flashed across Yan Xifeng's eyes, as if he was in a trance by the little angel hidden in the wardrobe.

Immediately, his elegant eyes softened, the smile on his lips became deeper, and his low voice, like a mountain guqin, gurgling water, was cold and clean, "It's okay, come out."

Zhen Shan buried his face in his knees.

"Come on," Yan Xifeng stretched out his hand and spoke softly.

Zhen Shan seemed unable to hear his voice and curled up without moving.

Yan Xifeng was very patient, holding out his hands and waiting for her quietly.

After a long time, Zhen Shancai raised his head cautiously. After his furry, innocent eyes touched Yan Xifeng's gentle smile, he shrank back like a frightened little white rabbit.

"Don't be afraid."

She seemed to sense that he meant no harm, pursed her lips, grasped her clothes tightly with her little hands, and then slowly placed her hand on his palm.

"What a good girl," Yan Xifeng smiled lowly, and with a little force, he half-carried her out of the closet.

Zhen Shan had never been in such close contact with anyone. For a moment, his body was as stiff as a log.

Yan Xifeng let him go very gentlemanly, with a smile in his elegant eyes, and asked in a warm voice: "Are you the owner who lives here?"

Zhen Shan lowered his eyes, twisted his skirt uneasily with his hands, and nodded his head slightly.

"I am Yan Xifeng, beautiful girl, can you tell me your name?"

"Zhen...Zhen Shan."

Her voice is thin, sweet, but not greasy, just like the light and sweet fragrance of jasmine.

The three people on the side were also stunned after seeing Zhen Shan.

I once lived in a modern society with an explosion of information. There were no beauties on the TV network, but none of them were as pure and charming as the woman in front of me.

Dressed in a pure white dress, her skin is as good as snow. Perhaps because she has been indoors for a long time, her beautiful face has no blood color. Her lips are pink and delicate, and her dark and soft hair is half tied with crystal hairpins. She is as clean as a

Snow girl.

The two men's eyes were eager to be glued to her, while the woman looked at Zhen Shan jealously after being shocked.

Not only was he jealous of her beauty, but she was also so close to Yan Xifeng.

He looked at Wen Ya and had a good temper, but in the past two days they had followed him, they knew very well how terrifying this man was. He could laugh and laugh at him one second, but he could throw him into a crowd of zombies the next.

Moreover, he disliked being approached by others. Although women were obsessed with this handsome and powerful man, they did not dare to approach him.
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