Zhou Ling was asked by the demon coldly, the demon said that he was afraid of something, Zhou Ling smiled bitterly, and lowered his head silently, yes, she was afraid, she suddenly felt that this world was not as simple as she imagined, all kinds of monsters and extremely evil environments came one after another, she even felt that every day when she opened her eyes, she would encounter some things that she couldn't control again, from that zombie attack on the city, she also obviously felt that she had changed, especially after Li Yuan's death, she was more confused, after the death of the most hated enemy, Instead of a new life, she lost her direction, and she didn't know what she could do other than to work hard to improve her abilities and have any hope of surviving in an increasingly terrifying world, so that when she encountered danger and enemies, she was more likely to compromise and complain and accept her fate.

Resoluteness, ruthlessness, firm goals, and unyielding, these hopes that once supported her to survive in the last days, now she has lost them. The current Zhou Ling is a guy who cares about gains and losses, looks forward to the future, and will be discouraged when he encounters a little difficulty.

"Ling, I don't want you to go on like this."

And Zhou Ling raised his head and looked at the terrifying creature outside the red light wall, the black hole eyes, staring straight at her, for a long time, Zhou Ling suddenly laughed, she slowly pulled out the red gold ghost hand, looking at the dark red blade, flashing tyrannical flames,

"Demon, I'm also very disappointed in myself, but this time, can you let me be willful, even if it's death, you don't want to make a move." After speaking, he clenched the red gold scimitar in his hand, and rushed out of the wall of light under the demon without looking back.

The demon seemed to find out what Zhou Ling wanted to do, his expression tightened, and he wanted to hold Zhou Ling, but his hand was stretched out in mid-air, or stopped, just looked at the thin woman in a daze, and rushed towards the group of undead monsters with a resolute meaning, in the faint firelight, Zhou Ling's red body image was ghost-like, accompanied by countless purple lotus petals, for a while, the night cries continued to rise and fall, Zhou Ling's face became more and more pale, his ability was about to be exhausted, and his physical strength was about to keep up with the monster's bite, Her legs were already weak and unstable, but, despite this, she used all her strength to do any harm to this shadow-like undead creature, Zhou Ling struggled to support her tired body with red gold, facing the ghost thing that was approaching her step by step, screaming miserably, watching her dark blood drop by drop on her neck, a ghost thing suddenly lay on her back at some point, and what was even stranger was that she didn't feel pain, Zhou Ling smiled miserably, is this her ultimate goal, Being bitten to death by this group of demons, she slowly closed her eyes in order to prove that she was even more stupid.

The demon couldn't look at it anymore, and saw him shouting:

"Ling, that's enough."

After speaking, his right hand carried an extremely dazzling red aurora, and he was about to attack the ghost thing that had already annihilated Zhou Ling.

"Demon, don't make a move, I'm not dead yet, and I won't die."

Hearing Zhou Ling's voice, the demon was stunned for a moment, and then, there was obviously no wind around, but the demon heard it, and there was a roar of the storm in his ears, like thousands of troops, the originally dark horizon slowly revealed a glimmer of dawn, and then, those blood-colored deserts that were reflected by the red dawn slowly rose layer upon layer of sand rain, and the blood and sand that filled the sky roared and rushed over, looking at the shape, it was actually a huge sand wind like a thousand meters of black dragon, The dawn that was finally revealed suddenly dimmed, the haze was like the black fire of hell, and the breath of death became thicker and thicker, and Zhou Ling's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, and the light in the blood-colored desert was a little seeping,

"I can still bleed to prove that you are not disembodied, so let's use you as a sacrifice to the second layer of my natural wind, the roar of the wind."

Those ghost creatures that were originally entangled around Zhou Ling also felt a trace of death, even if they were already dead, they were still afraid of the human in front of them who could still bite to death a moment ago.

The black wind and sand dragon, like a messenger from hell, roared with Zhou Ling's call, and swept up those ghosts, and even the entire buried ancient city wall, until the clouds, those ghosts wailed, screaming fiercely, but they still couldn't resist the tearing of the wind and sand dragon, until it was torn and couldn't see what it used to be, Zhou Ling waved his hand, and the black wind and sand that originally covered the sky and the sun disappeared in an instant, and the desert sun just rose into the air. Zhou Ling looked at the demon who looked at her without speaking, and said with a weak smile:

"Demon, I'm not very lucky, right, I got the Wind Roar by mistake."

"Ling, you idiot."

The demon suddenly felt a little sad, and suddenly rushed over and hugged this stupid woman in his arms, and Zhou Ling's face turned red, but he didn't resist the demon's embrace, and in that red blood-like light, the figures of the two overlapped for a long time.

The demon saw Zhou Ling's tired and weak appearance, and sighed slightly in his heart, he didn't know, no matter what, Ling was just a woman in her early twenties, many things were forcing herself to mature, when she still had hatred, hatred would support her to explode with absolute motivation, but when she lost this goal, she would slowly lose her direction, confused, and sink until she was abandoned by this world, but how could his Ling, how could she continue in such a mess, as the inheritor of the power of nature, What Ling will face in the future, what he will take, is an extremely terrible road against the sky, it is a world of rules where absolutely no weak person can survive, losing is representing death, and it will be completely wiped out, so he does not hesitate to take her to this dangerous road, even if he is also very weak, weak enough to count the days by her side, but everything doesn't matter, even if everything is exhausted, he will accompany Zhou Ling to complete this journey to the peak of the extreme path, so that Ling can have the capital to save his life before that person completely awakens, And at the same time, maybe that person also has another chance to turn the tables and take back everything that belongs to him, but in this case, he will not tell Zhou Ling, for Zhou Ling, his feelings are complicated, but one thing he knows is that if it really comes to that day, he will do his best not to let her be hurt, even if he goes against himself and sacrifices himself, he will not let the Ling he liked at first sight be injured, his own existence is for the resurrection of that person, when that person is resurrected, that is, when he disappears.

Because he is just a wisp of that person's soul.