On the other side, the battle between Curator Jin and Qu Ruolan entered a white heat.

Curator Jin's body is constantly being destroyed, but it is supplemented by a steady stream of corpses, and it is being repaired every moment.

What's even more terrifying is that every time he repairs it, his body will be a little bigger.

"Isn't it endless, isn't it good......" Mu Yun pinched his sweat.

"It's not a good person, it's Curator Jin. Teacher Song whispered.

"Huh?"

"Don't you see, he's at the end of his crossbow now. ”

I saw that at this moment, Director Jin's eyes were already full of bloodshots, and as his heartbeat accelerated, the frequency of his swollen body becoming more and more rapid.

He now feels like an overloaded engine on the verge of bursting.

"Stop pushing yourself, you don't have to. Qu Ruolan said to Director Jin.

However, Curator Jin seemed to have lost his mind, and he was still attacking frantically, with no intention of stopping.

Qu Ruolan sighed.

Then he took half a horse step and raised his eyes to look at Director Jin.

Without any killing intent, this seemingly unintentional glance made Director Jin in a state of rage involuntarily want to avoid it.

"Fist Crash!"

A simple and unfancy straight punch instantly knocked half of Curator Jin's body away.

Curator Kim, who had lost half of his body, fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

At this moment, he had changed back into human form, but he was still frantically struggling on the ground like a trapped beast to get up.

"Don't move!"

Qu Ruolan leaned over, "These disgusting things are killing you, I'll try to see if I can separate them from you." ”

"Don't touch me!"

Curator Jin raised his head, his eyes lit up again with crazy fireworks, and he howled loudly: "I will not let you go————!"

Mu Yun saw in disbelief that Curator Jin's body swelled again, and the nearby corpse tide began to slowly converge towards him: "All the zombies, come to me !!"

Soon, a mountain of corpses larger than the original stood up, but the next second, it fell to its knees again.

Curator Jin, who was originally laughing wildly, suddenly froze the expression on his face at this moment.

"My body...... What's going on?Why don't you listen?!"

Curator Kim was puzzled at first, and then began to scream in horror: "My body...... It hurts, it hurts, it !!hurts, it

There was a heavy smell of blood in the air, and a pungent smell of burning.

The nearby zombie army was still pounced on him, but the difference was that at this moment, the eyes of these zombies were actually spewing with frenzy, like a pack of hyenas pounced on their injured prey.

More and more zombies are coming one after another, forming a huge mountain of meat.

At the top of the mountain, the exposed half of Curator Jin's head, like a suffocating goldfish, opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "Hurry up...... Help me......"

After saying this, Curator Kim's entire head was engulfed.

"Aren't you going to save him?"

Mu Yun couldn't help asking, "Think of a way?"

Teacher Song shrugged: "I can't help it...... and thou shalt not live. ”

"Corpse Sentinel...... Isn't that a zombie controlling!"

"Big brother, the corpse whistle is on Curator Jin, will you let me go over and dig him out now?"

"It's okay, I'll do it. Qu Ruolan said calmly, picked up the silver sword on the ground, and walked towards the surging Roshan.

With each step he took forward, the temperature of the air around him dropped by a few points, and a thin layer of ice crystals had even formed on the silver sword in his hand.

Qu Ruolan took a deep breath, slowly raised her sword, and then slashed-

"Break the army. ”

The silver sword drew a silver arc in the air, and the half-moon-shaped slash broke through the air, slashing at the mountain of corpses with the power of collapsing mountains and seas.

The entire mountain of corpses was immediately split in two.

Not only that, but all the zombies were frozen into ice in an instant, falling to the ground one after another, shattering into countless large and small ice slags.

What a gorgeous slash!

Mu Yun was stunned.

A figure blurred by flesh and blood fell in the air, was caught by Qu Ruolan, and gently placed it on the ground.

I don't know if it's because Qu Ruolan calculated the strength correctly, or because of the high body temperature of the drought shark itself, his body is not frozen, the rancid black blood is flowing out, and his whole body is exuding a burning smell.

Curator Jin has been gnawed to the point that he is not human, but his mouth is still slightly open and closed, as if he wants to say something.

"It's a miracle he's still alive. ”

Teacher Song sighed, "He was drained of his vitality by the drought corpse worm, and he was overdrawn by the big battle just now, and he is almost dead." ”

At this time, Jin Chuchu in Mu Yun's arms moved and slowly opened his eyes.

"Ah, great, Chu Chu, you're awake!" Mu Yun said in surprise.

Hearing his daughter's name, Curator Jin on the ground seemed to be re-injected with a trace of life, and he tried his best to make a faint voice: "...... Clear...... Clear...... My daughter...... I want to see her......"

Jin Chuchu saw Curator Jin lying on the ground, and said to Muyun: "...... Daddy......"

Mu Yun pursed her lips, nodded, and then hugged her to Curator Jin's side.

The girl lay on the charred and broken body: "Daddy......"

She stretched out her weak hands and hugged Curator Jin.

“...... Chu Chu, don't ......" Curator Jin's eyes were no longer visible, "Dad's body is too hot, it will burn your ......"

"It's okay Dad...... Have you forgotten, Chu Chu can't feel the pain anymore......"

“...... No, I mean, it burns out your body...... This time it's burned out, and no one will make it up for you......"

"Daddy made up ...... for me"

"Oh, silly daughter...... Ahem...... "Curator Jin wanted to laugh, but it turned into a violent cough.

“...... I'm sorry...... The undertaker is a ...... Great career ......"

In this sentence, he said to Mu Yun: "...... Connecting Life and Death...... Give a last shred of comfort to a living loved one...... But I have desecrated this great work......"

Mu Yun nodded, his throat was a little uncomfortable: "I know, don't talk other nonsense, talk to your daughter more......"

“...... I'm sorry...... Plainly...... I've seen too many partings of life and death, and I should have been used to it...... But if you can...... I really don't want you to leave me......"

Curator Kim's voice grew fainter and weaker, almost inaudible.

The girl said, "Then ...... Don't leave ......"

“...... I'm sorry...... Turned you into this...... Forgive Daddy ......"

These were the last words that Director Kim said.

His left hand, which was hanging on the ground, let go, and a small bone whistle slipped from the palm of his hand.

The girl in white lay on top of him, did not get up, and there were still no mood swings on her face, like a marionette who had just lost its master.

Suddenly, two lines of bright red blood and tears poured out of the girl's eyes.

"Hey, why is my vision blurry......"

The girl wiped her eyes and said in her ethereal voice, "...... I'm crying, but why, my tears are red like everyone else's......"

Her voice began to fade into weakness.

Don't, Mu Yun thought sadly.

Teacher Song said, "Only the purest soul in the world will shed red tears. ”

"Really......"

The girl nodded, and then she smiled, "Thank you, this is what I heard...... The kindest lie. ”

This smile is like a plum blossom standing on the top of an iceberg, and it is thrillingly beautiful.

Mu Yun couldn't help but be stunned, this was the first time he saw the girl's face with an expression, but it was also the last time.

The girl had closed her eyes and remained motionless.

It's as quiet as a sleeping princess in a fairy tale.