Xu Lou was standing on the subway to the airport, carrying a 39-pound box (because one more pound could not be checked for free).
Just when she was squeezed so hard that she could hardly breathe, the zombie virus broke out.
Zombie mountain, zombie sea
The next stop is still the train station.
Why?
I can't stand it.
No matter what, just rush.
Knock on the zombies, I knock, I knock, I knock knock knock.
That nibbling duck head, take a stick from me
Many years later, she asked Ye Xueqing: What do you like most about me?
Ye: With flying hair, he looks like he's fighting zombies.
Xu: The taste is really unique.
No special abilities, daily route.
Wrote a new zombie article "New Humanity", interested friends can read it
Intention: The long journey home, where is the way home?
