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"Sister Leng, don't ......" Lin Jiayu looked at me with a shocked expression.

"What?" Why did he have this expression? Isn't it time to cheer after solving the undead, and finally solved a big problem.

"Hmm......" Before I could react, Mo Yiming behind me suddenly snorted in pain, holding his heart and slowly kneeling on the ground. Use the cyan iron sword in your hand to support it on the ground, so as not to fall to the ground.

"Mo, Mo Yiming, what's wrong with you?" I was indeed frightened by Mo Yiming's reaction, this was the first time I had seen him like this. There was no blood on his face, and a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and the white shirt on his chest ...... Also stained red with blood.

Why is this happening, how could Mo Yiming be so seriously injured, just now......

I was stunned, stunned for a few seconds before I came back to my senses, forcefully pulled the peachwood iron sword out of the undead body, turned around and ran towards Mo Yiming.

However, the moment I pulled out the peachwood iron sword, Mo Yiming's body was abnormal again. The blood in his chest gushed out like a fountain......

I froze in place, the tears in my eyes no longer holding back. glanced back at the undead on the ground, and then at Mo Yiming, who was slowly falling, as if he suddenly understood something......

"Mo Yi Ming......" I slowly walked to Mo Yiming's side, half-knelt down, and looked at the blood gushing out of Mo Yiming's chest at a loss. For a while, I completely lost the ability to think, and I didn't know what to do.

"Mo Yiming, you ......" I sniffed, letting my tears blur my eyes and drip on the ground, merging with Mo Yiming's blood.

Mo Yiming slowly opened his eyes and raised his hand towards me with great difficulty......

"Mo Yiming, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......" I couldn't help crying, and my body began to tremble: "I'm sorry ......"

It's all because of me that I hurt Mo Yiming. I finally understand what Mo Yiming's weakness is now, and I also understand why Mo Yiming has always cared about the undead, and deliberately let him go last time.

It's not that Mo Yiming is incapable of killing him, but ......

I killed the undead with my own hands, that is, ...... I killed Mo Yiming with my own hands.

"Don't, don't cry......" Mo Yiming hooked the corners of his lips: "I don't like the way you cry...... Remember, only I can...... Bullying you. Others...... It's impossible, don't let ...... Someone else is bullying you...... Well, live......"

"No......" I grabbed Mo Yiming's hand hard and placed it on my heart. I couldn't control my emotions at all, and I cried heartbreakingly......

"Mo Yiming, don't you die...... "You die, what should I do."

"Silly girl, you must live well...... Mo Yiming smiled, her hand gradually became weak, and she slowly fell down.

"Mo Yiming, you listen to me, I won't allow you to leave me!" I held Mo Yiming's hand tightly, and covered the wound on Mo Yiming's chest with one hand, trying to use this stupid method to stop his blood from gushing out: "Mo Yiming, don't close your eyes, you stand up for me...... Stand up......"

Seeing Mo Yiming's eyes slowly close, my heart was as uncomfortable as a knife, and I really felt it...... Heartache!

Mo Yiming's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't even detect it.

But I still don't want to believe that Mo Yiming will die, he is the zombie king, how can he die?

"It's all me dreaming, isn't it?" My eyes hurriedly scanned the surroundings: "It must be me dreaming, how could Mo Yiming die?" Must be dreaming, right! It must be a dream...... It's good to wake up from the dream, Mo Yiming will come back......"