Feng Moxi gently pushed open the bedroom door.
Inside, two badly mangled corpses lay on the floor.
A man’s body was wrapped tightly around a woman’s, still embracing her even in death. His neck was covered with countless bite marks, and dried blood had pooled beneath them.
The woman’s face was horribly decayed and twisted, her hair hanging in tangled strands.
Both corpses shared one gruesome feature.
Their skulls had been smashed open, filling the room with the stench of rot.
In the corner of the room crouched a little girl, no older than eight or nine.
Her eyes alternated between emptiness and cold hostility.
She hugged an orange canvas backpack tightly against her chest.
She didn’t react at all to Feng Moxi’s arrival.
She simply remained crouched silently in the corner.
The faint breathing Feng Moxi had sensed earlier belonged to this child.
She hadn’t expected such a young girl to possess such extraordinary mental strength.
In an environment like this, she hadn’t cried.
She hadn’t screamed.
She had survived.
Feng Moxi could almost picture what had happened.
The woman had mutated.
The husband, unwilling to hurt his wife and determined to protect his daughter, had wrapped his arms around her.
He had allowed himself to be bitten until the very end, never once letting go.
As for the fatal blows that crushed both of their skulls…
She had no idea who had delivered them.
Something about the little girl tugged at a hidden corner of Feng Moxi’s heart.
“Do you want to come with me?”
“…”
There was no response.
The girl’s expression never changed.
Neither did her posture.
“This isn’t a place where you can survive.”
“…”
“If you stay here, you won’t last more than a few days.”
“I’ll be in the apartment next door.”
“We leave at daybreak.”
“If you want to live, come find me.”
Ever since her rebirth, Feng Moxi had rarely shown much patience to anyone.
Yet now, she had deliberately softened her voice.
The little girl still gave no reaction.
Feng Moxi turned and returned to the living room.
Night made the town feel even darker.
The entire place was shrouded in an eerie silence.
An overwhelming darkness pressed down like a heavy weight.
The faint smell of decay drifted through every corner.
What had happened today confirmed one thing.
Animals were beginning to mutate.
This place would soon become even more dangerous.
She only needed to gather enough supplies before leaving as quickly as possible.
…
Just before dawn, as Feng Moxi reached for the door to leave…
The little girl suddenly appeared beside her.
A tiny hand quietly grabbed the corner of Feng Moxi’s clothes.
Her expression remained just as cold and emotionless as before.
It seemed the apocalypse hadn’t broken this young soul.
Instead…
It had forged her into someone even stronger.
Without hesitation, Feng Moxi wrapped one arm around the little girl.
Then she leaped straight out through the shattered window.
They landed on the ground below.
A quick roll absorbed most of the impact.
Even so, the noise immediately attracted the surrounding monsters.
They surged toward them in a wave.
The little girl remained perfectly silent.
Curled safely in Feng Moxi’s arms, she held tightly to her orange canvas backpack.
Her gaze stayed calm and indifferent.
One arm protected the child.
The other swung the broken sword.
Every monster that came within reach fell instantly, crying out in pain.
Feng Moxi had no intention of lingering.
To avoid being surrounded, she moved at incredible speed, weaving through alley after alley until she reached the clothing store she had been aiming for.
The moment she entered, she slammed the door shut.
That only attracted even more monsters.
Their twisted hunger for flesh drove them into a frenzy.
They threw themselves against the entrance.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The violent impacts shook the entire shop.
It wouldn’t hold for long.
The store wasn’t large, but it was packed with clothing.
Feng Moxi didn’t bother sorting through anything.
She swept every piece into her storage space.
The instant she opened the front door…
The back entrance gave way.
A swarm of monsters poured inside.
Looking at the countless monsters surrounding her, Feng Moxi slashed out with a streak of golden light.
Then she put away the broken sword.
Her body shot several meters into the air.
In one smooth motion, she landed on the second floor of the small shop.
The entire sequence was flawless.
Before the monsters could even react…
She was already gone.
Moving swiftly from one store to another, Feng Moxi gathered countless supplies.
When she judged that enough monsters were converging to trap her, she immediately accelerated toward the small bridge.
By now, the disturbance she had caused had drawn a huge number of monsters to the bridge.
It was almost completely blocked.
Even more monsters continued flooding in from behind.
Just as she prepared to break through…
A commotion suddenly erupted from the opposite side of the bridge.
After retreating to the small building beyond the bridge the previous night, Chaoyang and his group had ultimately decided they couldn’t leave Feng Moxi behind.
Once daylight came and they heard the fighting again, they charged back.
Just as Feng Moxi was about to be completely surrounded…
A ring of wind blades suddenly appeared around her.
Combined with her golden blade energy, they forced back an entire wave of monsters.
Wind element?
Feng Moxi froze for a moment.
She lowered her head and looked at the little girl.
The child’s lips were pressed tightly together.
A tiny whirlwind spun gently in her hand.
“Well done.”
Feng Moxi couldn’t help praising her.
Although the child was young, she possessed remarkable independence.
At first, Feng Moxi had only taken her in because of her resilience and stubborn determination.
Now…
She genuinely admired her.
She wasn’t a saint.
Neither was she cold-blooded.
Originally, she had thought she’d picked up nothing more than an extra burden.
Instead…
She had stumbled upon an unexpected treasure.
After driving back another wave of monsters, the two quickly reached the bridge.
Sima Yue and the others fought their way toward them.
He Ping’s group followed closely behind.
Monsters fell around them like leaves scattered by an autumn wind.
Before long, everyone had reunited.
The moment they noticed the little girl holding Feng Moxi’s hand…
Everyone froze.
Luo Yunxi hurried over.
“Xiaoxi, you actually found another survivor!”
Chaoyang immediately cried out dramatically.
“Looks like we’ve got ourselves one seriously cold little loli!”
Everyone’s eyes turned toward the child.
She remained completely expressionless.
Chaoyang raised a thumbs-up in approval.
“This is the real deal.”
“A deadly little ice queen.”
“Xiaoxi, you’ve got incredible instincts.”
Feng Moxi’s heart skipped a beat.
In her previous life…
She clearly remembered that the person ranked fifth among the world’s ten strongest experts carried the nickname “Deadly Little Loli.”
She had never met the girl personally.
Rumor said she was only around ten years old.
Cold-faced.
Cold-hearted.
Cold-blooded.
She possessed the face of an angel and the heart of a devil.
A wind-element ability user who never associated with anyone.
No one knew anything about her past.
People only knew that she killed without hesitation.
She moved as swiftly as the wind.
She appeared without warning.
She vanished without a trace.
Many powerful factions had tried to recruit or manipulate her.
Every attempt had failed.
Even Wan Wanxin had coveted her abilities for a very long time.
Anyone who tried to bully her…
Never lived to regret it.
Back then, Zhang Tao had mocked Feng Moxi countless times.
He always sneered that she wasn’t even as useful as that little girl.
Could her luck really be this unbelievable?
Had she casually picked up one of the future world’s greatest powerhouses?
If she remembered correctly…
The girl’s real name was Ling Yusi.
Very few people remembered it.
She only did because Zhang Tao had repeated it so many times.
The excitement in Feng Moxi’s heart hadn’t even lasted three seconds…
Before it was instantly shattered.
Standing behind Chaoyang…
Beside Sima Yue…
Was Wan Wanxin.
She stood there with a gentle, composed smile.
Behind her were Yao Zichong and the rest of her companions.
She quietly watched the lively interaction among Feng Moxi’s group.
Neither trying to force herself into the conversation…
Nor deliberately keeping her distance.