"I can't sleep, and once I do, it's over."

The viruses erode so fast that she could even feel them and in her own body.

It seems that not only this wound, but also the sap just now is infected with the virus.

Leng Yitong leaned on the branch, feeling his breathing become slow, his eyelids became heavy, and he seemed to be about to say goodbye to this world.

At this moment, a roar exploded, and a dull sound came.

Leng Yitong squinted his eyes on the ground, and saw a familiar figure, covered in blood, constantly fighting.

"Yan ......"

Why?

Will he be here?

Leng Yitong wanted to shout and ask Yan not to come over, but his voice was like being choked, and he couldn't make a note.

I don't know how long it took, the sleepy Leng Yitong was awakened by a strong smell of blood.

She leaned up suddenly, covered in cold sweat, "I, am I dead or alive?" ”

When Leng Yitong was dazed, he glanced at the ground and found that there were corpses all over the ground, and only a figure stood proudly, motionless like a mountain.

The thin figure and the upright posture stabbed Leng Yitong's heart fiercely.

"Yan!!"

Leng Yitong turned over and hurriedly walked to Yan's side.

When she saw Yan's appearance, her heart tightened, her eyes were red, and her throat was blocked by a thousand words.

Yan, covered in dried blood.

His eyes were hollow, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the smile on his lips.

Maybe it looks weird to others, but Leng Yitong knows that this is a smile after confirming her safety.

At this moment, her mind seemed to flash the image of Yan fighting among these living corpses, who fell to the ground one by one, and the blood splattered out stained his clothes.

Not only that, he is like a killing god, guarding Leng Yitong and never giving up, even if dozens of killers attack him, he never leaves.

Until, all these killers fall to the ground.

And he, too, exhausted.

"Ahem!" At this moment, a voice sounded, Leng Yitong turned around, and his eyes fell on a red-haired man.

"Red corpse?!"

She was about to move, but found that half of the red corpse was missing.

"He's such a madman." The red corpse looked at Yan who was standing in awe, "One person, the killer who killed the entire Dead Island, just to protect you as a dying person. ”

"......" Leng Yitong clenched his fists tightly and stared at the red corpse. Tell me, why didn't I turn into a living corpse? ”

The red corpse glanced at Yan and said lightly, "He gave you his blood." If it weren't for the excessive blood loss, he would have survived until the end. ”

Yan gave me the blood? Leng Yitong was slightly stunned, turned his head, and looked at Yan's wrist, which was a deep imprint, which had dried up.

"He has antibodies in his blood and can't be infected by the virus." The red corpse said, his eyes turned to the side, but he looked at the golden retriever who had been dismantled, and his own corpse king, who was also blurred in flesh and blood, and the one lying next to him was the majestic golden lion.

"If you lose to Yan, you have no regrets."

"Ahh Leng Yitong let out a low roar, and the dagger in his hand came out of his hand and sank into the head of the red corpse, completely cutting off his vitality.

Why?

Why is this happening?

History has changed!

However, the result is the same!

In the end, Yan still died, and he lived!

"This is not the result I wanted!" Leng Yitong shook his head again and again, his fists clenched tightly. "I'm going to save you." I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Rebirth of the Favorite Male God: Mu Shao, Addicted", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~