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"Don't worry, I won't fall in love even if I die."

The Corpse King laughed, "Really?" The thing on the background wall suddenly disappeared in the slight movement of the ability, and what came into view was a space isolated by a transparent barrier, and in the empty room, only a figure who was bound all over his body fell to the ground, and the white tiles were dyed with a dazzling red, dying.

The feeling of hatred turned into substance on the countless pictures seen in the dream, tears dripping silently, Mingjing gritted his teeth, and felt that the distance of one step by one seemed to have gone through a century.

"Brother..."

Ming Jing approached and knelt on the ground, carefully placing the person on her thigh, the blood slowly oozing out everywhere quickly stained her clothes red, Ming Jing had never seen her god-like brother so weak and scarred, tears welled up.

"What to do... What to do... How can I save you? ”

"You tell me what to do, brother..."

A low sobbing echoed in his ears, and his eyes flashed slightly, looking at the helpless and desperate cry, a strange emotion spread.

Elder brother...

Sister?

As if touching some kind of prohibition in the depths of memory, the pain spread all over the body in an instant, and the perception that made it like a great enemy came and went in a hurry, and before it could explore anything, the corpse king had already taken elegant steps and slowly approached, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window with pale red eyes: "If you want to save him, let him accept my help." ”

Ming Jing raised her eyes hatefully: "Help, hahaha... It's a big joke, and if you let us go, it's the biggest help. ”

"His internal and external injuries are all caused by himself, in this world, only I can save him, and letting him go is a dead end, do you think Ji Jiu'er can save him? Or Song Jue? You don't know, your brother... It's the living dead..."

"You fart, you bullshit, I'm going to kill you..."

Ming Jing pulled out the gun violently, and after pulling the trigger, the bullet was completely blocked by an invisible spiritual force, and it was thrown lightly, through the wall, and stopped for a long time.

The corpse king's face was extremely cold, the energy suddenly rushed to his face, Ming Jing fell to the ground without any power to fight back, and the energy wrapped around her neck, in order to prevent Ming Xuan from being affected, he also put the person behind him, and after doing all this, the whole person was out of breath, as if he was dying.

Just in a trance, Ming Jing felt that her restraints were loosened, and she was busy pinching her neck and coughing, vowing to make up for all the lost air.

"Tsk, do you want me to see your brother and sister relationship?"

"What do you want?"

The hoarse male voice revealed a casual casualness, Ming Jing was stunned, and then turned around, the man who fell to the ground had stood up at some point, although he was embarrassed, his posture was still outstanding, but the pale red eyes undoubtedly confirmed too many facts that she couldn't believe.

But none of that matters.

Ming Jing staggered to his feet and threw himself into Ming Xuan's arms, "Brother, I'm Ming Jing, do you remember me?" ”

The back collar that answered him was slightly tight, and the other party lifted her up lightly and put her in front of him, lowered his eyes and asked, "Mingjing?" ”

Ming Jing nodded hurriedly.

"I don't remember."

Mingjing: ...

Her heart-wrenching emotions collapsed in an instant, you said you don't remember if you don't remember, what does that disgusting look mean?

was indignant in her heart, but she was inexplicably relieved, although her brother had forgotten a lot, but the problem of not liking women's contact has never changed.

This is his brother, not the living dead.

"Your wounds..."

"It's fine..."

Before the words fell, a heartfelt pain went straight to the heart, Ming Xuan gritted his teeth, his fists and muscles burst out, Ming Jing approached in a few steps, and was knocked to the ground by him, with a restrained low roar, "Go away!" ”

Ming Jing stood up strongly, and saw Ming Xuan pounding the wall in a very crazy way, the old injuries were not going to add new injuries, and the corpse king's fluttering words made him more and more confused.

"Your energy only needs a little flirtation, you will be unable to control the flow of chaos, the territorial consciousness of the unrelated ability is extremely strong, if you yourself reject other energy, you can only explode and die, the deeper you endure, the faster the explosion will come."

"Why is this happening..."

The corpse king smiled lightly, raised his eyebrows and approached Ming Jing, and gently helped her up, "Because, I will help him recover his memory and let him heal and upgrade, if he is talented enough, the next corpse king will be him, but your dear brother, I don't want to accept it..."

Ming Jing bit her lower lip tightly, keenly catching those two words.

The Corpse King...

How can my brother accept it?

For a while, even Mingjing didn't know what to do.

Whether it is watching my brother die or watching him become a zombie, it is an extremely unacceptable fact.

The atmosphere was dull, only Ming Xuan was gasping for breath more and more unbearably, his eyes were scarlet as blood, but he did not change his original intention.

One sees death as home, the other suffers and has a deep hatred, and the corpse king has no patience.

"How much is the difference between humans and zombies, after becoming a high-level, even if you blend in with the crowd, no one will find anything, as for it? Or is it..."

"Because Ji Jiu'er, right?"

This name can always provoke the difference in those cold eyes, Ming Xuan looked up, and the emotions that he could still hold back completely collapsed in the next words of the corpse king.

"It's a foregone conclusion to miss it, even if you are a person and Ji Jiu'er, you will never be together, she has Song Jue, what can you change if you exist?"

No way...

Song Jue...

After the completely negative words and the name with a strong sense of threat appeared, the sudden severe pain was several times that of the past few days, enough to make people lose their minds, Ming Xuan slammed into the glass window, and the crack was instantly filled with a "Death!" ”

With a low roar, the floor-to-ceiling windows burst with a bang, and the night breeze outside the window was mixed with glass slag, crackling and shattering to the ground, while some burrowed into the house and slashed across the bare skin.

Ming Jing hissed softly and hugged herself, resisting the glass slag that came with the wind, and felt a strong wind passing by, Rao is a majestic energy that an ordinary person with no ability could detect poured out, and the corpse king was aware of it, but he was shocked by the blow and took two steps back, and the energy suddenly collided with it, vowing to destroy everything.

The two hands are both a sense of certainty in life and death,

The regeneration ability flickered, and the vines pulled Ming Jing behind him in the blink of an eye, and with a deafening popping sound, the shield on this floor collapsed in an instant, and the dust raised was isolated from the barrier.

In this way, he can fight with it, and the pale red eyes of the corpse king become more and more determined.

It needs an existence that is as strong as killing gods, and Ming Xuan, whether it is strength or entanglement with those few people, fully meets its requirements.

The breath of the corpse king was revealed in an instant, and the zombie coefficient within a radius of 100 miles bowed down.

Suppressed at the same level, Ming Xuan couldn't help but withdraw, the price of recklessness made the energy flow wildly, and the completely uncontrollable pain overwhelmed him, the corpse king deflated his eyes and regenerated, and the vines instantly imprisoned Ming Xuan's limbs, kneeling on the ground and unable to move.

The night breeze blew the dress, outlining a good curve, the corpse king raised his head to look at the dark and oppressive sky, walked closer, clasped the top of Ming Xuan's head with one hand, and energy surged: "Don't you want to?" ”

Silent.

The Corpse King chuckled, "You'll beg me." ”

The death he thought had not come, Ming Xuan only felt a pain in his head, and then the memories that flooded into his mind caught him off guard.

The scattered thoughts converged into scenes like movie replays, obviously so abrupt, but his intuition told him that it was true.

"I'll help you out, you help me save people..."

"Gifted doctors with high IQs also have moments of curiosity..."

"Curiosity is illness, you know..."

The moving smile between the eyes, the touch of the firm hand, the slight coolness of the thin lips...

Poisonous as a poppy, but as sweet as a glutton.

He saw the tenderness in the man's eyes, the sweetness at the corners of his mouth, the stubbornness that he longed to have, and he just wanted to embrace people into his arms...

"Mingxuan..."

Just for this whisper, he is willing to give everything.

The memories ended, and Ming Xuan couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The corpse king's bewitching voice continued, "You don't want to know who Ji Jiu'er is?" What else has happened to you and her, and how important is she to you? Trust me, only I can help you get what you want, even if there is someone else around her, you can kill him and take it away. ”

"Mingxuan, this is a win-win situation, you don't have any choice."

"Help me, or die?"

"Is it cowardly to escape, or to hug the beauty, this..."

"I promise you."

The cold voice was loud, Mingjing's eyes shrank sharply, and he roared "Don't..."

It can't be like this...

Ming Xuan pursed his lips and looked at her, his gaze was firm, as always, almost without saying anything, his eyes spoke for themselves.

She could only keep shaking her head and repeating those two words, maybe she felt annoyed, but she couldn't help but say after all, "Do you want him to die or live?"

Ming Jing bit her lower lip and couldn't speak, this is undoubtedly a more difficult choice than asking her whether she is alive or dead, if her brother recovers and ascends in this way, then he will have a different path from others from now on, and everything he does is the opposite of Jiu'er.

With his almost perverted ability, he is the most feared enemy of mankind, and more importantly...

With my brother's almost pathological attachment to Jiu'er, between him and Song Jue, either you die or I die...

This situation makes me tremble just thinking about it, how should Jiu'er bear it?

Why is all this happening?

Ming Jing bit her lower lip tightly, the blood slowly oozing out and still not realizing it, the fishy sweetness stimulated the taste buds of the zombies, but she was unconscious, and tears slid down her cheeks.

Xue Rou...

If it weren't for her, my brother wouldn't have become a zombie, Jiu'er wouldn't have been with Song Jue, everything was so smooth, but because of her, it changed all this.

If everything that happens in the future is uncontrollable, then she is a sinner, if she didn't ask Jiu'er for help at the beginning, and the two have nothing to do with each other, is it now, there will be no such troubles, everything will be different?

But this always, only if.

I'm sorry Jiu'er...

Close your eyes and take a deep breath, and when you open your eyes again, there is no trace of waves, and the silent promise and support makes the corpse king feel good.

"Regeneration, Xue Rou defends."

"Yes."

The pale red pupils fell on Ming Xuan, "You will thank me." ”