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Perhaps because Chu Xuan didn't feel pain, he was very calm when he died. Like Saitoyi, every pore on Chu Xuan's body began to ooze fine blood, large and small, impregnated the quilt under him, and the death of people infected by the KV virus was not very good-looking, so Qin Jing wrapped the entire sheet.

The rest of the Middle-earth team was standing inside the room, and none of them spoke. Although Qin Jing didn't say anything, everyone more or less felt the scythe of the god of death, glowing with silver light, standing behind everyone.

They probably won't be able to dodge it.

The final round of death also began. Starting from Chu Xuan, who will it end, and who will be able to return to the main god space for a long time?

The dawn of the third day had just arrived.

Zhan Lan was in the room combing the hair of Ming Yanwei, who had just gotten up.

"Probably we're all going to die, the incompetent captain though he didn't say anything." Ming Yanwei said faintly.

"Probably, but what's the solution? All this is beyond our control, and all we can do is wait quietly for the judgment of fate," Zhan Lan pinned the hairpin to Ming Yanwei's head, coiled her hair, and then suddenly smiled as if she remembered something, "I don't know when, we actually started calling that half-old little boy captain." ”

"I guess when he grew up."

The two frolicked for a while, and Zhao Yingkong, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed flipping through another novel, suddenly asked, "Where did he go?" ”

Although she didn't say who it was, both of them understood.

"He took away the bodies of Saito Yi and Chu Xuan, and no one was allowed to follow, probably to bury them." When Zhan Lan said this, her eyes involuntarily looked out of the window, and it was from here that she saw the young man walking downstairs.

He probably just wanted to be quiet.

……

Greenwood Cemetery in Brooklyn, New York.

This is where Qin Jing took a lot of effort to get it out of the mouth of Robert, who had lost his soul. In those days, the cemetery welcomed more than 1.5 million visitors a year, but now, this lonely cemetery is only a thick stack of fallen leaves and the figure of a young man.

Qin Jing pulled open the door of one of the megalithic houses with statues of Egyptian pharaohs at the door, and the work of pulling the dry corpse out of the sarcophagus was not very disgusting, Qin Jing, who had been a mercenary, had done much more than that. He put the bodies of Chu Xuan and Saito Yi into the test tubes respectively.

I can't bring your corpses into the main god space, so please be in peace here.

The stone gate closed slowly.

May your souls be at peace in Heaven. Qin Jing made a lame prayer, his face still expressionless. Because he doesn't know what kind of emotions he should have for himself. For example, Chu Xuan, they don't know each other much, and they haven't even trained together, and the time they have met is always less than three days, not to mention Saito Ichi, who appeared as a newcomer; However, as a reader, I am very familiar with them, I know their past, I understand their thoughts, I have seen their cries and tears, as if they had become friends or even comrades-in-arms before they knew each other.

This slightly distorted sadness made Qin Jing a little suffocated, he silently clapped his hands and walked out of the collapsed gate of the cemetery, and instead of returning to the small building, he walked towards the harbor of South Street.

……

Nature, without human interference, has shown amazing purification powers in just three years. The sea surface of South Street Harbour is already as crystal clear as a sapphire. In contrast, the crystallization of human wisdom for thousands of years quickly collapsed, and Qin Jing even went to see the Statue of Liberty, a building that he had been seeing in reality but had not been able to get his wish. However, the flopping torch and the appearance covered in gray-black substance completely extinguished the excitement in Qin Jing's heart.

And at that time they had just arrived in the city, full of optimism about everything.

……

The waves kept crashing against the shore, and Qin Jing's feet hung on the edge of the blown bridge. Although Chu Xuan didn't know about Zhang Jie, his words pierced his heart like a sharp needle.

What to give up, what to hold on......

Of course, he knew that the survival of the Middle-earth team was the most important thing, and the price paid by a person's sacrifice was a small head in comparison, but it was not up to him whose life was heavy and whose life was lighter, and he didn't know how to convince Zhang Jie, the man who also desperately wanted to live in this world with Nana......

The warm and humid wind blew Qin Jing's face from the distant sea, and he seemed to have nothing to do but look down at the blue water. Earlier, he had already told the Middle-earth team to go around, faintly revealing the message that they might be wiped out. At this time, the morale of the team should be the last thing to consider, and he hopes that they can wander around the city, even if there are only the ruins of civilization left in such a city.

Qin Jing sat like this until the evening, the remnant sun was like blood, and it looked so big on the seaside that there were no boundaries. As a child, he never understood why so many people liked to run to the beach to watch the sunset, but now he seems to understand.

The walkie-talkie began to make a rustling sound, he picked up the walkie-talkie, and Zhan Lan's voice came from inside: "Qin Jing, the overlord is dead." ”

Hearing this, the hand holding the walkie-talkie suddenly clenched, unlike Chu Xuan Saitoichi, the Russian man who had entered the horror movie world with him, got along with him every day, watched him kiss with the beautiful blonde beauty he created every day, and Zhan Lan's loud scolding never stopped every day...... The sharp stinging in Qin Jing's heart is not only because of the novel, the overlord has completely integrated with the image in the novel and has become his brother.

In fact, because of the Hulk and werewolf blood, the Overlord's tolerance for pain far exceeds that of ordinary people, so when his illness came out, the virus eroded almost all of his chromosomes. The virus struck quickly and suddenly, and no one among the remaining people who had transformed into the Hulk could stop him, perhaps, but the man didn't move the whole time.

Since the first conversation with Qin Jing, Zhang Jie has begun to be silent, no longer joking with the veterans, not pretending to be cool with the newcomers, he sat silently in a corner of the room and lit the cigarette exchanged by the main god space, motionless as if thinking about something. If someone looked at him, they could see that his mood had changed a lot, but he hid himself well and hid behind everyone like Zhao Yingkong......

The house was knocked open by the overlord and a big hole was opened, and the Zhongzhou team who hurriedly stopped the overlord knew that it was only now that they had the time to notify Qin Jing, who had been wandering around the city. They don't even have their last refuge, and in the middle of the night, they have to face thousands of night demons......

Qin Jing listened quietly to everything Zhan Lan said, he remembered that Zhan Lan and Zero Point they might be about to be torn apart by the night demon who rushed out in the middle of the night, that they might also die in jealousy and pain like the overlord Saitoichi, and that the girl who might still be sleeping in the main god space......

The boy blurred in the sun's rays, and he seemed to have thrown the stone he was holding in his left hand into the sea.

"Tell Zhang Jie that I am waiting for him at the South Street Harbor, and tell him that I want to clean up this stall with him."

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