021 Survivor (End)
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"When did you find out that 'I' was the real person?" The demon's voice came from his ears, but the breath was extremely hot and smelled of sulfur. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Zhang Xiao shrugged his shoulders helplessly, turned his head to Wu Mourning beside him and said, "Why are you so breathless?" Maybe I'll believe his acting skills and hack him to death, won't I? β
"Heh, I'm not as naΓ―ve as I am." Wu Mian patted his face, but his voice was the voice of a demon, and his other hand firmly held Zhang Xiao's wrist, "What's more, my four eyes are not blind, but your killing intent is aimed at me." β
"Killing intent? So I still have such a fantasy thing? So what do you say now? Zhang Xiaoguang withdrew his hand, took out half of the axe handle from the brand and sank it again, he looked at Wu Mourning, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Exposed me, you see how stiff it is now." β
"No, it's easy now, you just have to kill him according to your plan, and our script is all done." The old lady's voice sounded, but at some point the tone became normal again, and when she looked back, the terrifying appearance of the demon had also returned to her amiable appearance.
"Huh?" Zhang Xiao squinted at her, and then looked at Wu Mourning, who didn't know when he grew a tail and became like a demon, and nodded clearly, "So you can still do this?" You let Wu Mourn show his original form, and if you kill him, the system will recognize that the alien is dead? Can you, the evil ghost, possess the old lady and get out of the script? β
"You're still playing smart." The old lady smiled, as if she was watching a playful grandson, "I'm not a ghost, I'm Song Yiman, an elder of the Song family, this is my first script." β
"Oh? You are not a demon, so who is a demon? Zhang Xiao's face remained unchanged, but he was shocked in his heart.
"It possessed Wu Mourning and occupied Wu Mourning's body, you see." The old lady was not shocked or angry, and pointed behind Zhang Xiao.
Zhang Xiao turned around and looked, sure enough, Wu Mourning, who could still spit out hot breath just now, looked like a demon, and I don't know when he had become cold, although the appearance of the demon was still there, but the cyan skin, disgusting yellow teeth, and blood-red eyes were all the appearance of evil ghosts.
"Really...... Good skills, big money! Zhang Xiao understood the devil's calculation at a glance, and had to admire the devil's courage, "You have shifted again?" You are willing to give up your strength, completely cut off the past, and start all over again, admiration and admiration. β
The old lady shook her head and said, "What are you talking about?" β
But looking at her smiling face, it is clear that she is proud.
Zhang Xiao knew that he had been completely seen through, and he had planned to guide the system to identify the identity of the alien again, but the evil ghost transferred his origin twice, gave up his bloodline, and even gave up his strength, and only retained his memory, and after all, he deceived the system.
No, Zhang Xiao felt that it was not so much that it had deceived the system, but that it had completed its own plot, so the system let him go.
What the system wants to erase is an alien with great power, and the evil ghost with no bloodline and no power is just an ordinary soul, which takes away the shell of a new old lady, and it looks like the old lady has too much of a memory, which is obviously a way to be tolerated by the system.
However, in this case, Wu Mourning will die, because he is just a newcomer, but he got the full power of the evil ghost out of thin air, and he was originally a loser trapped by the evil ghost in this plot world, which is completely in line with the alien identity that the system says.
So, with the calculation of the evil spirit and the acquiescence of the system, he was doomed.
"So what now? Hack him to death and it's over? Zhang Xiao sighed helplessly, and still asked the old lady.
"Of course, killing the aliens, completing the plot, and ending the script, isn't this the hint given by the system? Do you think it's bad? The old lady was still smiling, which was very unpleasant.
"Hmph, after a long time, this punishment script is to travel." Zhang Xiao reached for his wrist again - this time no one stopped him; He took out the fire axe, "In that case, won't you be done with me from the beginning?" Why do you play so many tricks? β
"Hehe, boy, do you want to try it again?" The old lady did not accept the stubble and resolutely refused to admit her identity.
It must put aside its identity, which is probably the bottom line of the system -- this is the lesson it learned from being guided by Zhang Xiao to admit its identity for the first time.
"Hush." Zhang Xiao pouted, but the words did not stop, making the last attempt, "Actually, I know that you are afraid of the system, you are afraid to death, so you don't dare to take any risks, you can only guide me step by step, let me find at least one hint, in line with the basic plot logic of the system, you can uncover the mystery." β
"It's a pity, I discovered the secret of gasoline, and you didn't expect the system to give more than one hint, and one copy is directly in my hand." With a sneer, Zhang Xiao continued: "Not only was I stopped the plan, but I was also seen through the plan and let the system target your evil ghost identity, isn't the evil ghost also an anomaly?" This forces you to give up all your strength. He sighed gloatingly, "Hey, now you're just a memory, do you think you can start over?" β
"Hmph, say something I don't understand." The old lady snorted, not knowing whether she agreed with him, "Are you finished?" Hurry up and kill the evil spirits when I'm done, I'm anxious for me to meet my little grandson. β
Zhang Xiao looked at the old lady who had not changed, this time she had not changed, she was still the old lady, she couldn't help but nod a little frustratedly, and resigned herself to her fate: "It seems that the system finally won't trouble you this time." β
"Hey...... Poor Wu mourning. Zhang Xiao looked at Wu Mourning's eyes, there was no spirituality in his blood-red pupils, "Don't blame me, I've done my best." β
After speaking, Zhang Xiao chopped down with an axe.
The fire axe was still sharp and exaggerated, and it cut open the chest directly along Wu Mourning's chest, and the cold blood splashed everywhere, and it was actually silver and orange in the night, which was the blood that solidified the ice crystals and reflected the fire and starlight.
At the same time, two secluded black hole-like doors suddenly appeared beside the two of them, and all kinds of fragments around them were sucked in and shredded, but seeing this, the old lady laughed, "Hahahahaha, finally, the script is finally over!" As she spoke, she had one foot in the black hole and was about to return to reality.
"yes, it's over." Zhang Xiao also smiled, but did not step into the door, but reflexively flew out of the fire axe.
Puff -
The red light flashed, the completely defenseless old lady was just an ordinary person, and before she could react, she struck her back, the axe blade passed through her chest, and disappeared into the black hole with the fire axe, and the split half of the old lady's body fell into the black hole and was instantly crushed, and the other half of the body fell outside with a pool of blood, but it was also slowly sucked in and crushed.
Zhang Xiao broke his leg and picked up Wu Mourning with all his might, before throwing him into the door close to him, seeing that Wu Mourning was not crushed, but disappeared directly, and even the door slowly shrunk, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, "After a lot of effort, I finally returned the grace of saving my life, and we don't owe each other." β
jumped into the door opened by the old lady, Zhang Xiao, whose face was full of embarrassment, looked at the pool of blood on the ground and sneered, and said a word, and then the person fell forward and disappeared with the black hole, leaving only the lingering sound......
"Heh, waste a good axe."
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When the two black holes disappeared, a strange wave flashed, the sea-crossing bridge also completely changed, the bridge body is full of potholes, old and dilapidated, and even many breaks, a lamp has long been extinguished, crooked and erected on the bridge, the blazing torch has also turned into charcoal and rusty iron, a few cars but I don't know when there are several times more, but, lifeless, skeletons scattered, only traces of the passage of time.
The starry sky dotted the night, the bright moon hung high, the cool breeze floated in the world, a newspaper floated by, and fell on the sea where the waves were still there, and the words that were not clear completely dissolved, stained a black sea, but returned to clarity in the waves.
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