There was a sudden snort, in the dark night, under such a quiet situation, it was exceptionally clear.

A burst of black, foul-smelling blood inevitably splashed all over Li Dongmei, who was lying on the ground like a caterpillar.

Bai Xiaoxi was still in shock, because he never thought that the moment he saw his grandma, he would see a pitch-black shadow pounce on her. Fortunately, its hands and feet were bound by iron chains, and by the time the reaction came, it was too late. The zombie's mouth had already moved to bite grandma's neck.

But he didn't expect that at the very moment, a gust of wind would blow past his ears, and the zombie's head would be cut off in the blink of an eye.

The moment Li Zhenghao took off the blindfold, Li Dongmei's cloudy eyes were full of tears, "I am a dying old woman, how can I drag you young people back?"

"Grandma." Hearing this sentence, Bai Xiaoxi quickly moved forward, "You... Did you plan to..." die.

Li Dongmei didn't answer, but just started another topic, with worry and sadness in her eyes, "How are my Shanshan and the little meatball doing now? I can't stop worrying about them. If I follow you to find them. I can't hold on physically, then I would have wasted time, if something happens to them... what should I do? Zhenghao, what do you think should I do?" 

She sucked her nose fiercely, and the tears flowed out along the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, shaking her head, "You shouldn't have saved me just now."

She said that the family was supported by her before, and then Li Zhenghao supported it. Who knows how many things Bai Ling has resisted for the family?