Chapter 120: Mourning is Better Than Heart Death (Third Update)

The day's clearing is finally over.

Of the 2,000 students, 121 were killed, and most of them felt that they had been upgraded, ignoring the coach's command, leaving the leveling area without authorization, trying to find more zombies, but they were surrounded by zombies and died tragically.

At the end of the day, Wang Dazhui became the final welcome coach, he led three regiments alone, and the student mortality rate was the lowest, he attracted waves of zombies around him, giving the students a good output environment.

When Fang Mo returned to Blood Moon City, he found that Wushuang Wan'er had actually gone home early.

"Wang Da Hammer? What about the captain? ”

Wang Dazhui scratched his head: "The captain said that she was not feeling well and left first." ”

Forehead??

No matter how stupid Fang Mo was, he noticed something, could it be that Wushuang Wan'er really liked herself, and then saw that she and Zhang Min were so close and misunderstood!

Worst!

Zhang Min held back a smile: "Fool, what are you still doing in a daze, go and chase it back!" ”

"Sister, don't go back to that broken training camp, I have a house in Blood Moon City, where will you live in the future, and then go with me tomorrow to the advanced map of the Icy Plains to open up the wasteland."

Zhang Min said lightly: "Don't worry, I have my own plans, you don't have to worry about me, you go and chase your little girlfriend back first." ”

Yan Xiaoxuan smiled and said: "Little Brother Mo, you are an adult, you can find a girlfriend, don't be shy, go quickly." ”

Well, Fang Mo couldn't explain it clearly.

"Well, then I'll go find her first, have a dinner together in the evening, and introduce each other to avoid misunderstandings in the future."

Wedding Ring Teleportation!

[Teleportation failed, both parties must bring wedding rings before teleportation]

Fang Moxin sighed, Wushuang Wan'er actually took off all the wedding rings?? It's over, it seems that Wushuang Wan'er is really angry.

Fang Mo rode the bone war horse and quickly left Blood Moon City.

Star City, full of traffic, if it weren't for the blood moon city shrouded in blood in the distance, it would not be possible to see that this is a game city at all.

Fang Mo rode a skeleton war horse through the road.

Drip, drip, drip!

Countless drivers honked their horns, they were stunned, what the hell is this! Why do you still run a red light.

A driver scolded angrily: "Ahead, what's going on!" Why is there a traffic jam again. ”

Suddenly, a two-meter-tall huge war horse composed of bones jumped in front of his car, and the driver's eyes quickly fell out: "What the hell?!" ”

The Star City Awakened Management Center stipulates that the Awakened are not allowed to casually display special abilities in front of ordinary people.

Fang Mo didn't care about those rules, he just wanted to see Wushuang Wan'er quickly, touching the wedding ring on his ring finger, Fang Mo remembered the bits and pieces of Wushuang Wan'er these days.

That originally strong and arrogant Wushuang Wan'er gradually became Fang Mo's wet nurse, handed over the command of the team, and even almost committed suicide to help Fang Mo for Fang Mo.

At this moment, Fang Mo just wanted to see Wushuang Wan'er soon!

Drive!

Wushuang Wan'er once said that her family opened a martial arts hall, in Wutong Road, North District, Star City, which was the old city of the last century, and many ancient buildings were built there.

The speed of the skeleton war horse was faster than that of a car, and it was not jammed with traffic, like a gust of wind, and soon, Fang Mo came to Wutong Road.

The path is long and long, and on both sides it is covered with plane trees that are hundreds of years old, very tall, and the ground is covered with leaves.

Fang Mo's anxious mood, after stepping on this quiet sycamore path, inexplicably began to be quiet.

There are very few people here, and there are not a few pedestrians on the road, and even Fang Mo can see that there are many buildings on the side of the road with big words written on them.

It turns out that the buildings here are too old and about to be demolished, so they are sparsely populated.

Fang Mo got off the horse, put in the totem, and walked along the road all the way, and finally saw a quaint wooden gate with a plaque on it, which read [Wushuang Martial Arts Hall]

This name has been domineering, Wushuang Martial Arts Hall.

Standing in front of the door, Fang Mo suddenly became a little nervous, what should he say when he met Wushuang Wan'er's parents, how did he feel that he wanted to come to meet his parents.

Fang Mo, a top powerhouse in the world rankings, actually became restrained at this moment.

Fang Mo stepped forward and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

Knock knock!

The wooden door made a dull sound, like the murmur of time.

No one responded.

Fang Mo knocked on the door again.

Still no one responded.

The door was hidden, Fang Mo slowly pushed open the wooden door, and instantly a strong smell of blood penetrated into his nose.

After many days of killing, instinctively had to activate the battle cells of Fang Mo's whole body, and Fang Mo's whole body equipment was switched and walked into the martial arts hall.

The corpse of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy on the ground collapsed in the front yard of the martial arts hall with wide eyes, and it seemed that he was absolutely in great pain before he died.

Fang Mo's brain roared, what a situation! This is!

Fang Mo hurriedly rushed into the middle hall of the martial arts hall, two old men with pale hair, and three teenagers in tight-fitting martial arts training uniforms fell in a pool of blood.

Fang Mo's heartbeat kept accelerating, what the hell was going on!

"Wan'er! Wan'er! Fang Mo roared loudly.

There was no response, only Fang Mo's echo echoed throughout the martial arts hall.

Fang Mo walked through the middle hall to the training ground in the backyard of the martial arts hall.

Fang Mo felt the cold hairs all over his body stand up.

As far as the eye can see, in the martial arts training ground, more than 20 young people's corpses are lying horizontally, there are men and women, all of them are wearing uniform martial arts training uniforms, and they should all be martial arts students.

Wushuang Wan'er turned her back to Fang Mo and sat slumped in front of a middle-aged young man, motionless, like an ice sculpture.

"Wan'er!" Fang Mo rushed to Wushuang Wan'er's side.

I saw that Wushuang Wan'er's eyes were already crying red, and she was crying until there were no tears.

His eyes didn't even blink at all, and there was no reaction to Fang Mo's shouting, so he knelt in front of the middle-aged man, his eyes were dull, quiet, and motionless.

Fang Mo could feel the great sadness in Wushuang Wan'er's heart at this time, but Fang Mo really didn't know how to comfort Wushuang Wan'er, could this be comforting? This is simply not consoling!!

Judging from these corpses on the ground, they should have just died, who was so cruel that they actually killed Wushuang Wan'er's family, and even a martial arts hall student did not let go, which was too ruthless.

Suddenly, Fang Mo's back suddenly cooled.

Something suddenly occurred to him!

Qi Chengshan! The Qi Chengshan who attacked them but was killed by Fang Mo!!

Could it be that his father had already found out that it was Fang Mo's team who killed him! Then you should also find Fang Mo, how can you find Wushuang Wan'er!

"Wan'er! I know it's useless to say anything now, whoever kills them, I'll make them pay back in blood! I'm going to find Qi Shan! ”

"No, you don't!" Wushuang Wan'er said in a hoarse voice, and Wushuang Wan'er slowly stood up, probably because she had been kneeling for a long time, but she didn't stand firmly.

Fang Mo hurriedly helped Wushuang Wan'er up.

Wushuang Wan'er pushed Fang Mo away: "I don't have to worry about you, my martial arts hall has a total of 43 lives, I will take revenge myself!" ”