In an empty church.

Situ Fenren knelt in front of the cross and prayed to God sincerely, like a drowning man desperately grasping for the last straw.

A selfish person, as the deputy director of CTV TV, did everything for the ratings, forced a young girl to death, never repented, but when he was about to die, he came to ask God to continue his life.

If God is really good, then he will not save a sinner, and if God is really just, he will send him to the eighteen layers of hell and will not be able to live forever.

"Are you asking God to bless you?"

The generals wore white onesies, scarves, and a bright smile, as tall as a god in myths and legends.

"Isn't that nonsense?" Situ Fenren said weakly.

His face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he felt parched after reading the Bible for too long.

He is too sick, more serious than the original time and space, and he does not have the radiance that appeared in front of people as a savior in the original play.

Overnight, he had a splitting headache, and the tumor in his head that was growing all the time ruthlessly devoured his life.

The professional career was cut off in an instant, and the people who used to slap him, who were wantonly abused by him, stood up and looked down at him condescendingly, and the eyes of pity were more terrible than tumors.

The general was not angry, and stepped forward to wipe a white porcelain villain with a scarf, she was considered a god.

He who is worshipped by men, but a dead thing enjoys the care of others more considerately than his own son, and has never blessed the world, a greedy and ruthless god.

"When a person has reached a dead end, he can ask God for protection, which is a kind of happiness, but is it useful to ask God?"

The general bowed reverently to the white porcelain villain.

"I'm dying, I'm going to try it if it's useful or not, I don't want to die, if you're here to laugh at me, pity me, insult me, you succeed and disappear in front of me immediately." Situ Fenren said with difficulty.

The general looked at him and smiled, "It's very painful, I can't see through life and death, the torture of death will make people crazy, I don't believe in God, because the gods here are not effective." ”

Situ Fenren laughed, "You haven't seen the gods again, how do you know that the gods here are not effective, my time is running out, you can go." ”

"I've seen the real God." The general thought of Nuwa.

"Yes, congratulations, you will be protected by God, and I will die silently in a corner where no one knows, and no one knows that there is one less person in this world." Situ Fenren laughed self-deprecatingly.

"It's pathetic, maybe I can help you." The general said sincerely.

Situ Fenren asked, "Are you a god?" ”

"I'm not a god."

"Then how do you save me?"

"Ever heard of zombies?" The general's mouth was open, and a pair of red eyes and two pointed zombie teeth were particularly dazzling in the sacred church.

"If I bite you, all your troubles, the fear of death will disappear, and you will become an immortal zombie, and the only price you need to pay is to feed on blood for the rest of your life, and you promise me that I will bite you."

Situ Fenren, who was sitting on the ground trembling with fear, plucked up his courage and asked, "Why are you helping me?" ”

"Compensation."

"What do you owe me?" Situ Fenren looked at the generals strangely.

The general's eyes suddenly became complicated, "A long time ago, there was a person who wanted to use the Shroud of Turin to replicate a savior to come out, straighten people's hearts, and save the catastrophe in the world, but he was destroyed, the real savior did not appear, and another person was resurrected. ”

"Who's that guy?" Situ Fenren asked with a slight tremble, not knowing whether he was afraid of the generals or afraid of knowing the more terrible ending.

"I am the one who copied the savior, and the one who came back unexpectedly is you, Situ Fenren." The general said.

Situ Fenren smiled bitterly, "I grew up in an orphanage, without a father or mother, so I was copied by you." ”

Speaking of this, Situ Fenren's emotions suddenly rose and he roared: "Why me, why me, why let me be born, let me die in fear of death, why? ”

"I owe you a debt for this, and I will make it up to you, and you won't die as long as you want to." The general looked at him and said.

"Turning into a zombie, that's your compensation?"

"At least you're alive."

Situ Fenren was silent, and after a long time, he said dryly: "I don't want to die, so please turn me into a zombie." ”

"As you wish."

The general walked behind Situ Fenren, a pair of huge wings stretched out, and slowly wrapped Situ Fenren who closed his eyes, and there was a "click" sound, and there was a painful scream.

"Congratulations on your new life."

……

"Fuck off."

Ma Ling'er rushed into the zombies as if she was in a no-man's land, and with her current cultivation, she did have the capital to go on a rampage.

"Ma Xiaoling."

The five of Lan Dali walked out of the enchantment, and the injured zombies nearby got out of the way one after another, and came to the opposite side of Ma Ling'er unimpeded.

"Tsk, I haven't seen you for a while, you Ma Xiaoling is getting more and more powerful, and you dare to come to our door to find trouble."

"Don't talk nonsense, what about the generals?" Ma Linger asked in a cold voice.

"If you want to see the True Ancestor, you have to defeat us." Huang Zi smiled.

"Then I'll send you to death first."

Ma Lingfei's eyes were cold, and he swept out with the Demon Sword in his hand, and the five of Lan Dali did not show weakness and rushed over.

The six-person scuffle, the wind is raging, the mana is surging, the action is so fast that it is difficult to capture with the naked eye, and the battlefield shifts instantly.

"Heavenly Thunder Demon Elimination Sword Technique!"

The golden sword qi burst out in all directions, and Lan Dali's five people and eight immortals crossed the sea to show their magical powers to dodge, but they were not injured.

"It's a little tricky, let's get serious." Huang Zi spoke, his face seemed to be pulled and deformed, like a ghost, extremely terrifying.

With a low "hiss" sound, Huang Zi turned into a giant python twenty or thirty meters long, and the fangs hidden in the roof of the jaw shot out and bit towards Ma Ling'er.

Ma Ling'er's eyes narrowed, and she moved flexibly with mysterious footwork, fighting with the giant python transformed by Huang Zi.

Seeing that Huang Zi tried his best, biting, pumping, and entanglement, but he couldn't help Ma Ling'er, Lan Dali's faces were surprised.

Nine furry tails rose into the sky, like nine swaying pillars of heaven, hitting Ma Ling'er with an incomparable force.

"Despicable, so many people fight one." Chizuru Daoren scolded.

Senior brother, Ma Ling'er is afraid that she won't be able to hold on, can you help? The four-eyed Taoist put away his smiling face and frowned and asked.

"Wait and see, she still has a divine dragon that hasn't come out, and it is not yet known who will win and who will lose, by the way, notify Ah Chen that he has not, and he will not be able to run away after a while."

The corners of the four-eyed Taoist man's mouth twitched, "You can rest assured that I will do something." ”

"That's good."

Red tide, blue power, and black rain joined the battlefield one after another, Ma Ling'er's pressure increased greatly, a cold light shot out of her eyes, and she shouted: "Shenlong." ”

The power of the divine dragon in her hands is indeed more than that of any woman in the Ma family, the divine dragon swung its tail, and the five of them flew out upside down together.

"Die."

Ma Ling'er's heart moved, and the dragon roared in the sky, rushing towards the five people who struggled to stand up.

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky......

(End of chapter)