711 Sister with a bang

In the face of life and death, consciousness reacted faster than body, Zhongli's eyes were closed, but the center of the panic was unprecedentedly safe, spiritual power seeped out in an instant, and the majestic energy elements spread out, enveloping the surroundings under thoughts.

Zheng Yiran suddenly screamed and knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, and the energy source that rushed into him broke the structure of the memory layer in an instant, and the sharp pain went straight to the nerve veins.

The entwined vines turned into countless broken corners, and then merged and converged again.

Reborn was slightly surprised, his face was a little sluggish, he took two steps, his eyes fell on the unfamiliar scene around him, and then he stood in place in a daze, landing in the quiet living room, looking at the three figures who couldn't tell whether they were familiar or unfamiliar.

In an instant, one hand unconsciously held the heart, which had no place for life to pulsate.

"Sister... I and Yiran are truly in love, you... If you want to blame me, blame me. ”

"No, don't blame Qing'er, I'm also at fault for this..."

The two chattered for a long time, and the woman sitting at the end didn't raise her head, for a long time, before she hummed, the two of them walked away quickly, and the endless darkness seemed to be able to drown her, and then, she raised a tearful face, wiped her nose and said in a low voice, "How can this be..."

"Love.."

"She's not my good sister anymore..."

Lovers...

Younger sister...

Zheng Yiran...

However, for many things, this is just the beginning.

The scene is fast in an instant, and the piercing scenes coincide with the depths of memory, obviously there is no heart, why is it all of a sudden, so painful...

An unfamiliar picture, but familiar with the pain seems to be carved into the bone marrow.

"The Zhong sisters are not unparalleled in the world, why are they all destroyed in the hands of Zheng Yiran?"

In the end, she was frozen in a remote street, and the woman sat by the wall in embarrassment and looked not far away, looking like she was dying, and all kinds of encounters had defeated her, and she could be killed without much effort.

The figure of the peerless Fenghua suddenly looked back, took out his backpack, loaded the supplies and threw them to her, and then turned his head and left.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the eyebrows and eyes that collide into the eyes have a dark and unknown color, and finally the layers of emotions dissipate, and it is a sudden clear understanding and pessimism.

That person is no longer deeply trapped in the love and hatred between the three people, that is, life and death have been put down, and she is still alive in the past, unable to extricate herself.

and thou shalt not live.

Regeneration fell to his knees abruptly, and the scene that was constantly being replayed was extremely lethal, reaching the vital point, and it was impossible to prevent it.

The pain came from all directions, densely like a spider's carefully woven web, trembling slightly, and moving the whole body.

"Want revenge?"

"Want to be strong?"

"I can give you whatever you want..."

Powerful...

If you dream about it, how can you not want to?

She smiled, nodded almost invisibly, and threw everything away, not anymore.

It's just that the pain is piercing, and the roar lingers around the beam for a long time, and the price paid is loss.

Lose everything.

Zombie.

Man, status, she didn't expect that at the last moment, there was only one figure in her heart.

Sister...

The heart trembled.

The decadent and sad but dazed eyes crashed into the bottom of her eyes for no reason, Zhongli couldn't help but bite her lower lip, although the spiritual ability has unlimited potential, it may be useful to a seventh-order zombie She never thought about it, and unconsciously withdrew the ability.

She stepped closer, then half-crouched in front of Regeneration's eyes, and tentatively said, "Leave now, I won't hurt you." ”

The familiar voice inexplicably coincides with the illusion.

Regeneration couldn't tell what his emotions were, and he didn't know what was wrong with him, so he just let the helplessness and dazedness breed infinitely, and bursts of memories appeared in his brain, and he couldn't raise even the slightest battle intent, and fell to his knees, trembling all over.

Zhongli almost felt that there was a master to help, after all, she knew better than anyone else how many catties and taels she could do, and it was impossible for her to have the ability to resist.

"You shouldn't be brewing something, then I have to stay away from you, go first, I don't want to fight you, if you're like me, don't move."

The words fell, and as she turned around, there was pain in her arm, and those slender hands held her with 100% of their strength, if she didn't feel the slightest malice, changing positions, immortality was a miracle.

His heart trembled slightly, Zhongli quickly turned his breathing, his body was still a little stiff, and while turning his head, he trembled and opened his lips again, "Sister... Sister..."

The two words were like five thunderbolts, and the brain exploded with a 'buzz', and the four eyes looked at each other, shocked, surprised, and incredulous passed by, and what crashed into it was still the sad but confused eyes that were reborn.

"You... What do you say..."

She didn't know what she was talking about, she didn't even know what the word 'sister' meant, but she was subconsciously driven to always want to say these two words.

"Sister..."

"Sister..."

Zhongli's brain was completely inadequate.

It seems to be very pleasant, the tight corners of the lips are slowly hooked at some point, every time it is called, the expression is extraordinarily serious, revealing a sense of sacredness of prudence, the disordered spiritual power wanders around, and the face becomes more and more ugly with the instability of the spiritual power and the interference of the illusion, and it seems to outsiders that it is terrifying.

Zhongli didn't realize it.

Just like the first time she saw her, she had a sense of certainty in her heart that it would not hurt her to regenerate.

"You call me sister, then do you know, I don't have a sister."

She didn't know how soft her voice was at the moment.

The hands holding the arms really worked harder, but Zhongli's face did not change, he turned his head and closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and there was some kind of speculation wandering around in her heart, but she really couldn't believe it.

"No, you have."

"You forgot... Feeling... Ahh

The careful statement and the heart-rending scream were particularly piercing, Zhong Li turned his head violently, and the figure that suddenly knelt down and the low murmur came into his ears with the wind, "I'm sorry..."

Three words, which seem to take away all the power, are the sum of all languages.

It fell to its knees with a thud, a cold dagger stuck in the top of its head, not even a little bit of the handle, and behind her, stood Zheng Yiran with a complicated face.

The five fingers that grabbed Zhongli's arm finally hung down weakly, but the other hand tightly grabbed the backpack.

The zombie's perception of the crisis is unmatched, Zheng Yiran took advantage of the situation and felt it again, but she didn't hide, or even resist.

The illusion has disappeared, and the content of those passing pictures has become more and more blurred, and she has forgotten those words after she has finished speaking, and she doesn't even know the reason, but her subconscious keeps telling it that she has to finish speaking, and she must finish saying whatever she wants to say.

But Regeneration didn't know what to say, and if she was distracted to deal with Zheng Yiran, she might forget everything.

Again, the tool of slaughter that has no memory, no past, and no everything.

So it didn't hide.

Even if he dies.

I'm sorry, it said, it's going to die, but it feels happy and relaxed inexplicably.

It raised its eyes, its gaze locked on Zhongli's face.

The face, biting his lip with a murderous face, Danfeng's eyes kept crying.

When the hand was down, he pulled the person in his arms with a backhand pull.

Unbelievably warm.

Regeneration greedily took a deep breath, the wood system moved slightly, and countless vines burst out from the body in an instant to wrap it tightly, and the surging energy element was extremely strong, Zheng Yiran was violently spread out for a while, and when the sharp pain came from his back, the feeling of wanting to devour the other party's spar became stronger and stronger.

It's just that suddenly, I saw that the vines were getting denser and denser, constantly wrapping around to form a cocoon, the cocoon was getting bigger and bigger, and the rotation was getting faster and faster, but Zhongli's arms were getting lighter and lighter, and finally, there was only a wooden spar that exuded infinite vitality in his hand, shining in a low-key and flamboyant way, through it, reflecting the greedy eyes not far away.

Zhongli suddenly smiled, "Do you want it?" ”

She raised her head and looked directly at Zheng Yiran.

As if the sense of crisis of being targeted by a poisonous snake arose, Zheng Yiran's heart moved slightly, and he was secretly vigilant, but he lowered his breath and said in a low voice, "I know that you are affected by the words of this zombie, and I think it is love, I am the same as you." But Zhongli, whether it is or not, we are facing zombies under the Corpse Emperor at this time, and if you don't pay attention, you will never recover. ”

"At the beginning of the last days, are there still fewer relatives, partners, and classmates who died under our hands? And even if it is, so what? ”

At any time, Zheng Yiran can maintain his righteous and awe-inspiring hypocrite style.

Zhongli got up slowly, his ability moved slightly, and slowly wrapped the spar in his hand, Zheng Yiran's eyes flashed slightly, and he watched as the seventh-order spar was absorbed by Zhongli little by little.

"I don't blame you for killing the zombie, I'm just curious, why did you let her die?"

"Abandoned me in order to be with love, and abandoned her after getting it, it was you who let her die, and you were the one who let it die, hehe... Zheng Yiran, you are really good. ”

Zhong Centrifugal Mouth ached, the indisputable hatred spread, the anger swelled, and all patience was extinguished at this moment.

If Zheng Yiran doesn't die, then she deserves to die.

The figure swept away, and suddenly approached in front of him, Zheng Yiran reacted very quickly, or it had nothing to do with the reaction, and the two of them who wanted to kill each other quietly agreed.

The two figures quickly entangled, streaking through the darkness with a sharp light.

Zhongli pressed forward step by step, the moves were deadly, the slashes and stabs were sharp again and again, and the coherent moves and speed subverted the imagination, but before that, I didn't feel that when it was really right, Zheng Yiran was horrified.

Countless dangers of life and death have been created, and the ferocity can be imagined.

The sharp blade swept in front of his eyes and crossed his body, Zheng Yiran snorted, and instantly stopped moving, hanging his head little by little, watching the blood splash and the loss of vitality.

"If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts." She leaned close to her back, stood on tiptoe, and said with a smile in her ear, "You've always only been able to kill, how does it feel to be killed?" ”

Softness is fleeting, it belongs to life and death, but Zheng Yiran longs for that softness to be longer, longer...

This is a ridiculous thought.

It doesn't matter if it's a regret or a regret.

"Zhongli... I'm actually..."I love you very much.

'Poof', the severe pain made the three words drown in his throat, Zheng Yiran was unable to lie on the ground, the look in his eyes flashed for a moment, and then he fell completely silent.

They are all still alive in the past, and Zhongli has long since come to the future.

When he was dying, Zheng Yiran and his thoughts were inexplicably the same.