Chapter 1 Handsome Man's Meat Pad
In the dark end of the world, Song Qingwan rushed into the encirclement of zombies without hesitation to save her mentor, and blew herself up in order to give her mentor a chance to escape.

She thought her life was over, but when she opened her eyes again, she saw a man in black standing in front of her. He had his face covered and she couldn't see it clearly.

It was just that the black mole at the root of her nose was particularly noticeable. When the man saw her wake up, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes for a moment, and then everything returned to normal.

Before Song Qingwan could react, the man raised his foot and kicked her hard in the waist, causing her to scream in pain.

Her body suddenly rolled down from the top of the mountain. She was pierced all over by gravel, tree stumps and thorns, and she felt a burning pain all over.

The most terrifying thing was that there was a bottomless cliff waiting for her below.

"Fuck! You bastard, you've offended me, clean your neck and wait for me!" Song Qingwan cursed, ignoring the wounds all over her body, and desperately scratched with her bloody hands and feet, trying to stabilize her body.

But the speed of rolling was too fast, and he couldn't find a fixed point until the end. He could only watch his body bounce and fall directly into a deep cliff.

The man standing above sneered after seeing this, his tone full of disdain. He turned and left, muttering as he walked, "Go tell the King of Hell to give you a good life in your next life!"

His voice was so soft that it was dissipated in the wind and no one knew it.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Song Qingwan's screams were incessant.

Did the thief God think that the way she was blown to death wasn't tragic enough? Now a villain is plotting against her and smashing her into a meat pie?!

However, people in the apocalypse all have the tenacity of zombies. As long as they are not dead, they will not sit and wait to die, but try every possible way to keep themselves alive.

Although she didn't know why there were lush forests in the end times, Song Qingwan quickly grabbed a branch the moment she touched the top of the tree.

He heaved a sigh of relief, "Hehe, I told you, I'm loved by everyone and everyone loves me. There's no way I'll end up with a torn corpse."

But Song Qingwan was too happy too soon. Before she could steady herself, the impact was so great that the branch could not withstand the pressure and broke directly, causing her body to slip from the tree and fall heavily under the tree with a thud.

"Oh my god!" Huh? He didn't fall to pieces?! Song Qingwan was about to groan, but her distorted expression froze on her face.

"Hmm!" At the same time, a painful groan came from under my body, and there was a warm and soft touch.

"Wow!" Song Qingwan was startled and climbed up stiffly without caring about her injured body. She turned her head and saw something!
God has been kind to her in that she was given such a stunning beauty pad to use.

Is this a young monk with long hair, wearing an off-white cross-collared, wide-sleeved robe, a cassock with light blue and golden brown piping?
He has a face like a crown of jade, eyes like shooting stars, sideburns like a knife, a high mountain nose, a cold expression, and an extremely graceful demeanor.

The first impression is beauty, the second is expensive, and the third is that it is not to be trifled with!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Are you okay?" Song Qingwan kept apologizing uselessly and saying unnecessary words.

The man she hit was now spitting out mouthfuls of blood, and it was obvious that he had serious internal injuries. The look in his eyes as he looked at her seemed to be frozen into ice.

Is he angry? But he looks so beautiful.

Song Qingwan's ears felt hot unconsciously and she was at a loss. She wanted to help the handsome man up, but she didn't know where to start.

But before she could react, a lot of fierce murderous aura suddenly rushed towards them from behind.

Song Qingwan looked up and immediately yelled, "Fuck!" She saw a large, shiny machete only half a meter away from her head. She instinctively wanted to dodge to the side, but then she remembered that there was a delicate and beautiful man behind her, and she had no way to retreat.

Song Qingwan's eyes narrowed and she decided to fight!

Her stupid posture made the handsome man behind her stop wiping the blood and frown.

The result was surprising. The young man, who looked frail and ragged, actually caught the swinging blade with his bare hands.

But his palm was also in trouble, it should not have been cut off, right? The bright red blood was dripping down.

The huge impact force caused her to retreat backwards by inertia, and she fell on her butt into the arms of the man behind her. With a "puff", the man vomited blood again, spraying all over Song Qingwan's head and face.

"Oh my God!" Song Qingwan was anxious and angry, but she was also a victim.

So he raised his foot and kicked the black-clothed and masked man opposite him. The next moment there was a loud 'bang', and the man flew far away like a kite, and then fell heavily to the ground, and was silent in an instant.

Then, Song Qingwan threw a punch at the nearest masked man with such force that her head exploded. The man fell to the ground with blood splattered everywhere.

The next moment, he continuously twisted the neck of a masked man who was attacking him. He killed three masters with one move. It looked as easy as killing a chicken.

Such brutal methods made the criminals temporarily afraid to act rashly, and Song Qingwan finally got a chance to catch her breath.

In the end times, evil was rampant, and Song Qingwan spent every day fighting. The few human criminals in front of her were just a piece of cake for her, even though she was injured.

Song Qingwan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked around and found that she seemed to have accidentally entered someone else's fight scene.

And luckily enough, he injured the strange handsome guy, so the debt he owes should be repaid.

Little did she know that although the man was injured by her fall, it also coincidentally resolved the death crisis at that time.

At this moment, Song Qingwan concentrated her mind and a murderous aura suddenly burst out, like a Shura, bloodthirsty and terrifying.

She was ready to kill all the masked men in one fell swoop. After all, who would kill her? Of course, it would be best if these people knew what was good and ran away.

Just as Song Qingwan was about to attack, she suddenly felt dizzy, followed by a pain in her head as if it had been hit hard, causing her to stagger and fall.

This time, the man behind her finally supported her body, but the boy's touch was too soft, like a woman.

The man who was as still as a mountain finally stabilized Song Qingwan's body like a fire, and couldn't wait to let go. Song Qingwan only heard his low voice, "Are you okay?"

But at this time Song Qingwan's mind was already in a daze. She hugged her head in pain, unable to respond to other people's affairs, and a memory that did not belong to her kept coming into her mind.

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