Hearing the right teachings in the morning and one could die in the evening without regret!
The caliber of a person is not something that is shown, but rather a notion deeply ingrained in their marrow.
The zombie virus suddenly erupts, pushing people swiftly into an inescapable abyss. This was the case for Song Zhong. However, Wanyan Xiyin, always priding himself on his refined character, was able to grit his teeth and endure a bit longer, thus falling into delirium slightly later than Song Zhong.
But then the howling resumed, extremely mournful.
From the left, right, and behind.
It looked as though everyone was heavily surrounded by countless zombies.
Even Wanyan Lie was secretly astonished, wondering if in the span of this moment, besides them, had all the people in the square turned into zombies?
Were they not doomed to become one of the zombies eventually?
