Su Yu still remembered that he and Yang Lanlan met in a snowy winter.

At that time, Yang Lanlan was just a small cashier, suffering from polio, she was always excluded and bullied by some colleagues, and after work, she would often secretly hide in the corner and cry alone, and then go home alone in frustration and be sad all night.

Su Yu was fascinated by Yang Lanlan's voice - that kind of weak voice with a hint of stubbornness, which made Su Yu think of his deceased sister...... He began to pay attention to this sweet girl, often going to the supermarket where she worked to buy things, and followed her from work, home, and work, until he ran into her crying alone.

At this moment, Su Yu's heart was also in tears. He first rushed over to comfort her, explained his intention to the surprised her, and invited her to drink milk tea, and then the two were both pulled into Nightmare Happy Valley on the way home......

The days that followed were difficult and sweet, and in the dangerous missions one after another, the two young hearts leaned together. The newcomers around him at the same time became more and more indifferent, but the two of them became more and more like glue, and Su Yu also proposed to Yang Lanlan at a suitable time.

He did it!

It was also from that day that the two officially joined the Shadow team.....

Wang Jia's few words evoked the most beautiful and painful memories in the heart of Su Yu, the man in black.

"If I die, will you remember me?"

"Lan Lan, don't say such things, no matter what method I use, I will cure you."

Yang Lanlan leaned her head in his arms and stopped talking, quietly listening to his heartbeat, but she understood that her time was running out, and this love that began in winter was destined to not wait for the warmth of spring.

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Lan Lan's death turned Su Yu into another person completely, and after learning the truth from a friend who had a good relationship, he decided to kill everyone related to Lan Lan's death, regardless of gender.

"Hey."

Wang Jia sighed secretly. He is also a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time and has read countless people, and from Su Yu's eyes, he only sees infinite hatred, killing and death.

This man is crazy.

He understood and understood the plight of this psychic and teammate who had worked in the Shadow team. But understanding does not mean reconciliation, from the moment Tang Ji died, the two sides have reached the point of life and death, and they can't fight if they don't want to.

Although the last thing Wang Jia wants is to fight this guy who is known as the "No. 1 Psychic" in Happy Valley, he can only bite the bullet now.

"Ho~"

Wang Jia let out a long roar and pulled out a blood-stained long knife from his right leg - no one could see how he pulled it out, at least not Li Xiaoxuan. When he drew his sword, his face turned pale, as if he had aged many years.

"Stone Shadow even gave you the 'Bright Mark'?" Su Yu's expression on the opposite side became solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Huh. Wang Mou is not talented, and he is deeply valued by the head of the regiment, so he can get the right to use this cursed thing. Wang Jia's big hand held the handle of the knife, the muscles on his forearm gradually shrank, and mist appeared on the surface of his skin and rushed towards the knife—it was actually devouring the life essence that belonged to Wang Jia.

"It seems that we will have to wait until we return to Happy Valley to heal our hands." Wang Jia said coldly, the hand he held the knife was no longer human-shaped in just half a minute, and it was as shriveled as a straw.

"Ding~"

Wang Jia's lifeless hand couldn't hold the handle of the knife, so he could only let the long knife slide and fall to the ground. At this time, he deftly turned around, stretched out his other hand to catch the knife in the air, and slashed with the momentum.

"Click!"

The blade of the long knife easily tore through the transparent barrier that had trapped him for a long time, and a huge opening was cut at the front of the barrier, and the gap was still expanding.

In fact, when she saw the effect of this knife, Wang Jia regretted it very much.

If he had used this knife earlier, this cursed thing with extremely strong side effects, he might have been able to save Tang Ji. It is precisely because he has always held the illusion of reconciliation that he has not moved, causing the only long-range attacker in the foursome to lose his life in vain, making him so passive now.

At the same time that the barrier shattered like an eggshell, the parchment paper in Su Yu's hand also broke into two. But there was no wave on his face, as if he had expected this.

"Whoosh~"

Su Yu's figure moved suddenly, drawing an afterimage under the light, and mysteriously went straight to Wang Jia.

After Wang Jia became zombified, his height skyrocketed to 2.5 meters, and his strength doubled, but his speed was dwarfed by the current Su Yu. Although he held a sharp blade in his hand, after all, he had lost an arm, and for a while he couldn't lock on Su Yu, who was the first to attack.

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On the battlefield on the other side, Lin Rou and Ming Hao have taken the absolute initiative, and the defeat of the flesh and blood puppets is imminent.

Lin Rou gave full play to her flexible advantages, using the poison-quenching dagger to constantly find opportunities to leave scars on the flesh and skin of the flesh puppet.

With each cut, the corrosive toxin on the dagger causes white smoke to glow on its skin, exposing the musculature underneath. Its speed and agility are decreasing rapidly.

Ming Hao is not a soy sauce player like Li Xiaoxuan, his ten thick fingers have repeatedly performed miraculous feats, beating the flesh puppet to open its skin and flesh, poking many round holes in its body.

"Hey, hey!"

Li Xiaoxuan's shirt was pulled, and when he looked back, it was Wu Lili, who trotted all the way from under the telephone pole, her face full of anxiety: "You can escape with me." In case they are defeated, it will be too late to run again. ”

"I'm not going to leave for a while." Li Xiaoxuan turned his head, "Let's wait and see for a while, if you leave now, the timing is not good." ”

"Oh my God, you're crazy! Do you really think they're going to win? To be honest, we are not related to these four people, so we can't gamble our lives. Wu Lili's words were filled with tears, trying to persuade Xiao Xuan, "Let's go together now, I just observed the surrounding terrain, and there are no vehicles coming and going." In other words, we still have to walk a lot, and if we don't hurry up, we probably won't be able to leave! ”

Li Xiaoxuan also looked at the surrounding environment when she came, and it was indeed as she said.

He whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I have my own measure." The situation is still unclear, and it is certainly not wise to go. ”

Xiao Xuan has his own thoughts and considerations: Is it really safe to leave here, and you can sit back and relax?

The bizarre encounter in the afternoon taught him two words - not necessarily! Judging from the current situation of him and Wu Lili, if they encounter supernatural creatures such as monsters on the way to escape, they will be powerless to resist at all. On the contrary, it will be more reliable to follow Wang Jia and his party.

At present, although the Demon Shadow team has lost one person, the main force Wang Jia, and the good players Ming Hao and Lin Rou are still there, and it is not a certain death.

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At this time, the executioner who ended the life of the short man Tang Ji with a cane, the voice of the syllables in the mouth of the red-robed revenant priest became louder and louder, even drowning out the battle voices of most of the people present.

It became more and more crazy after smashing Tang Ji's heart with a bone staff, and there was an aura of destruction on its body, which was breathtaking.

"Gross, whoa!"

The Revenant Priest fell to his knees, spitting out a large amount of green blood from his mouth.

Not a single drop of blood was sprayed on Tang Ji's corpse. What's even more strange is that it has stopped chanting strange syllables, but the sound of syllables is still there, echoing in everyone's ears, never stopping.

It wasn't until the vomited green blood covered every inch of Tang Ji's corpse that the Revenant Priest stopped, and he staggered to his feet, his steps were a little unsteady, and he looked like he was seriously ill.

The green blood seemed to be alive and turned into a layer of skin clinging to the corpse, it rubbed and melted Tang Ji's flesh, making a bubbling sound of "cooing".