The words that Qiao Li shouted before seemed to be for Zhang Yang's intercession.

And when he finished the next words, Zhang Yang's brain suddenly went blank.

“…… Please let me come! ”

As a sign of his integrity, Jory stretched out his hands, exposing the coat of arms on his arms to Enola's line of sight, and slowly walked towards Enola with a slow pace that allowed people to see every movement.

Enola's eyes glistened with blood, and she slowly withdrew her hand and stood up, staring at Jory with cold eyes.

"Ahem!!"

After being let go by Enola, just as Zhang Yang took a breath and was still secretly sighing at his masculine charm, he never thought that Enola kicked him in the neck violently, and the open-toed loafers immediately kicked his shin into a crooked arc!

"Whoa—"

The strong wind brought by the shadow of his legs whistled, and Zhang Yang's head was instantly crooked to the side of his shoulder, and there was still a confident smile on his face.

"Damn, my flame soul!" As soon as he saw that Zhang Yang was killed by Enola without saying a word, Jory's eyes instantly turned red! What did he dare to venture over and approach Enola for, to put it bluntly, for Zhang Yang's flame ability!

When a living person dies, his blood will be cold. Qiao Li can't get the soul from the corpse of the creature after death, and it is the same for the dead person, even if it is useless to suck Zhang Yang's blood now, he can only suck in a mouth full of dead people's blood.

Without the point of continuing to stay, Jory burst out of the power of the dead without thinking, and turned around and swept in the opposite direction. I never thought that with Jory's flying speed of sixteen meters per second, he was still caught by the red silk wire chasing after him. Enola withdrew with her hands in her hands, and Jori, who was tied into a dumpling, flew straight towards her.

The slender hand was on Jory's forehead, and Jory met Enola's cold gaze, and Jory instantly understood what she was going to do. But being tightly bound by the red cloud thread, Jory had no chance of breaking free, so he could only open his eyes wide and look at Enola's face.

A mysterious vortex appeared in the consciousness layer of his mind, as if with an infinite suction, intending to suck Jory's consciousness into it. Jory, who had the same experience once, did not resist the suction as desperately as he did last time. Outside, Jory seemed to have fallen into Enola's soul extraction technique, his facial muscles were completely stiff, and his eyes were looking blankly ahead.

In fact, Jory was sinking his consciousness into the depths of his spirit, and he summoned one of his own crimson souls, using his mind to guide this crimson soul towards the suction......

"Roar!!"

The roar of the lion tiger suddenly erupted, Enola's hand pressed in front of Jori's forehead and jerked, and a bright red virtual beast burst out of Jori's forehead, and immediately shattered into bits and pieces of soul light, condensing into the image of a lion's head in the air above Jori's head, and the bright red soul halo exuded extremely aggressive mental fluctuations.

As soon as the scarlet soul left Jory's body, he fell to the ground limply, his eyes staring at the ground stiffly, and he stopped breathing.

"Soul Mark, a very good attack spell mark......"

With a low sigh as if talking to herself, Enola left Jori, who was still standing up, grabbed her right wrist, and re-embarked on Camelot's home.

Zhang Yang, whose neck was twisted and crooked, and the scarred corpse of his female companion, lay together on the cold muddy ground.

Pieces of dead leaves drift down, and the dead leaves in the Candle Forest Wetland seem to never be endless, and these dead leaves are like the sigh of every deceased after death.

Return to the ground, and finally the earth, whether it is a dead leaf or a corpse, will eventually turn into a rotten mud.

Just a long time after Enola was gone, a raised layer of dead leaves trembled. The dead leaves rose suddenly, and a man sat up from the dead leaves.

Obviously he was kicked by Enola and broke his tibia, and his neck and head were almost kicked to pieces, Zhang Yang was not dead, but there was a dark red blunt wound on his neck, it can be seen that the reason why Zhang Yang did not die must have his own means of saving his life.

Zhang Yang, who had a crooked neck, sat up from the ground, ignoring the wetness and coldness of the muddy ground, and hurriedly grabbed his head with both hands to straighten his neck.

"Cluck, clatter, clatter......"

Zhang Yang's shin bone made a continuous crunching sound, and after he straightened his tibia, he turned his neck, and the dark red evil veins surging under the skin slowly disappeared. Standing up from the ground, Zhang Yang walked towards the dead leaves and hills beside him with a gloomy face.

Squatting down, Zhang Yang brushed aside the dead leaves on the surface, and suddenly revealed the corpse buried under the dead leaves.

The female corpse that has almost turned into a bloody hole can no longer see the prototype, this is the new love that Zhang Yang has just hooked up with in the past few days, and he has become such a bloody and ugly corpse before he has tasted it. Zhang Yang frowned, a little disgusted not to look at the tragic situation of the female corpse, and turned the dead leaves over to bury the distorted face of the female corpse.

When people die, the lights go out, people go to tea and cool, let you fall into the country and the city during your lifetime, and you will be a pink skeleton after death.

The falling dead leaves seemed to have a sad and painful whimper, and the wind swayed the dead leaves and flew with a soft sound, and these dead leaves seemed to cry in a low voice of sorrow because of the ruthless and desperate person.

The dead female companion has no extra nostalgia, Zhang Yang just regrets that a good woman died too early, but it's a pity. This kind of values, which are both realistic and ruthless, will be a good rule of survival in this cruel new world.

Zhang Yang, who survived by luck with his life-saving hole cards, after burying the female corpse with dead leaves, he immediately remembered the clown who jumped off the beam.

"Huh."

The clown is dead, but he is still alive, Zhang Yang smiled proudly.

Zhang Yang suddenly wanted to see the tragic situation of the clown's death and see how interesting his death was.

Many people will have this kind of mentality, for their own unhappy, or hateful opponents, when he falls or dies one day, most people will be happy to go over to watch, like to stand on a high place and look down on his downfall and pitiful.

Zhang Yang, who is so conscious of the son of destiny, is no exception.

Walking to the other side of the raised dead leaves, Zhang Yang squatted down and stretched out his hand to remove the dead leaves covered by the surface. Zhang Yang was a little impatient, he was really curious, what kind of death this clown would be.

However, the moment he peeled back the dead leaves......

"Roar!!"

The fierce lion's roar hit Zhang Yang's face with an extremely aggressive shock wave.

In just an instant, two bloodshot eyeballs jumped out of Zhang Yang's eye sockets, and the two bloodshot eyeballs were broken by the shock wave before they could jump to the ground. Under the impact of this high-speed sports car, Zhang Yang, who was hit in the head by the shock wave, suddenly flew out in a circle.

Zhang Yang has a self-protection hole card, why doesn't Jory have it?

You know, the last thing Jory is afraid of is refining souls and extracting souls! As long as the monster souls he collected are not exhausted, he can continue to let these souls die for him! The last time he was near Gurenhar, the first time he was extracted by Enola to refine the spell seal, Jory's "White Bone Armor" was extracted by Enola.

When he helped Lloyd get "Death Movement", there was an illusion that could lead the soul of a living person to death, and Jory used the soul of "corpse" to die for himself.

Not long ago, when hunting the liger beast, Jory only killed two Crimson souls in a hurry, and this time Enola drew souls from him again, Jory, who had had an experience, only needed to prepare the "Lion Warroar" to be ready to go, so that this Crimson soul could be extracted instead of his own original soul.

Therefore, the last thing Jory worries about is the soul attack.

Long before Zhang Yang recovered from suspended animation, Jory recovered, but another collection of souls was extracted by Enola, which seemed to take away a wisp of Jory's residual thoughts, making him dizzy, so Jory has been lying on the ground to recuperate. In fact, Qiao Li didn't expect Zhang Yang to be alive, originally he was still feeling pity for the loss of flame ability, I don't know if it was because of the life characteristics of the half-demon rank, even Qiao Li himself felt that he was getting more and more greedy.

For the sake of benefit and benefit, he even dared to go over and brush the tiger's whiskers, and if it was Jory before, he would not dare to approach Enola if he was killed.

Fortunately, this king's eight lives are great, and the flame ability is hopeful.

Qiao Li, who stood up with his forehead, looked at Zhang Yang, who was lying on the ground seven or eight meters away, rolling on the ground, covering his face and howling heartbreakingly, Qiao Li grinned.

"Damn, it's so cruel." Jory put a finger in front of Dot's head: "The picture is too bloody for children." ”

Xiao Diandian grabbed Qiao Li's fingers with two hands, heyo heyou climbed up, hugged Qiao Li's fingertips, and stretched out a little head to peek at Zhang Yang.

Alas, this little ancestor who never helps just watching the show......

"Ah!!h

Zhang Yang, who was screaming miserably, his face was covered with blood, not only his eyes were bombarded by Jori's sudden lion roar, but also a large part of the skin on Zhang Yang's face was also smashed. After the initial panic and heart-piercing pain, Zhang Yang gasped a few times, and he roared like a demon in hell: "Mutl dog, I! Must! Kill! You...... Belch!! ”

The vicious roar was strangled in the throat by Jory.

Qiao Li's hand grabbed Zhang Yang's neck and lifted him off the ground. With twice the strength of ordinary people, it is still very difficult to lift an adult man with one hand. In the end, Qiao Li really couldn't eat Zhang Yang's weight, not to mention that Qiao Li is also a little dizzy now. Instead, he grabbed his neck with both hands and lifted Zhang Yang up from the ground.

"Wow, it turns out that this movement is so cool, and the posture is up again."

His grandmother/, do you think you alone have a trick to save your life? I'm sorry, Jory happens to have it too. There is a saying that changes when it is late, Qiao Li remembers this social experience very clearly, so he didn't give Zhang Yang any chance, and bit Zhang Yang's shoulder.

The plague serum is a technological achievement developed by demon warlocks, and the blood purification extracted in a special way can infect the target with the virus in the serum in the form of an infected body, so that the target becomes a zombie, a living corpse, a zombie and other creatures, and this serum is safer than ordinary virus infection, with excellent performance, not only bringing a zombie-like weakening pain and strength to Jori, but also making his body fluids contain toxins.

When Qiao Li's teeth pierced Zhang Yang's skin, the toxin brought by the plague serum to Qiao Li had already entered Zhang Yang's body, which was a much more ruthless toxin than any snake venom.

Seizing the opportunity that there was no one nearby, Qiao Li swallowed the blood in Zhang Yang's body in a big gulp, feeling the discomfort in his body slowly smoothed out, and his mental state gradually became refreshed, and the extent of Zhang Yang's struggle also weakened.

Blood is the source of strength, and people who lose a lot of blood will go from limb weakness to blackening in front of their eyes, and eventually die due to insufficient blood supply.

After a few minutes, Qiao Li, who was determined to suck Zhang Yang dry, suddenly had a strange feeling, as if there was something extraordinary, and inhaled it into his mouth along with the blood.

"Ding!"

"Warning! You've gained the three-star Heart Soul 'Molten Heart', and the maximum limit that your 'Cursed Symbiosis' can contain has reached a critical value! No more cursed weapons and souls of creatures that hunt creatures! ”

This was the idea that the coat of arms conveyed to Jory, but Jory did not focus on the idea of the coat of arms at this time.

It seems that something great was sucked out of Zhang Yang's body by Qiao Li.

In the process of sucking blood, Jory can not only replenish his hunger, but also quickly recover from minor injuries through blood, and it is also possible to absorb the other party's soul fragments and fragments of the target's memories from the blood.

At this moment, Jory did not receive Zhang Yang's memory fragments, but something more ethereal.

People who have not been in contact with it will never be able to understand or know what it is in their lives, and when Qiao Li threw away Zhang Yang's body with a shocked face, he forgot to wipe the blood from his face, and actually froze in place, looking at himself in shock.

From Zhang Yang's blood, Qiao Li knew why Zhang Yang always died in great trouble, and good things would fall on his head wherever he went. Every time Zhang Yang is in a desperate situation, he can still survive, not accidentally, but an invisible "luck" that blesses him.

Luck and luck sound like things that the weak comfort themselves with luck, but on Zhang Yang, this is an almost substantive "luck", as if it was God's blessing to him, and this "luck" was clearly given to Zhang Yang.

Maybe Zhang Yang has been on the verge of death many times before, and he has escaped the shadow of death, but this time, Zhang Yang bumped into the heroic powerhouse Enola, and his "luck" escaped Enola's lore for him, but it couldn't let him escape the fate of death twice in a row in a short period of time.

"Lucky" seems to be something that can't be seen or touched, it's just a word that others say casually, but when Qiao Li sucked a part of his soul from Zhang Yang's blood, he really felt this real "luck".

It seems like......

I inadvertently sucked something terrible while sucking blood......

(Regarding the scene of Zhang Yang in four consecutive chapters, I want to say here that in fact, I mainly wrote about Enola, followed by Jory, but it seems that the effect was stolen by Zhang Yang.) It's like a selfie photo of a beautiful woman I saw on the Internet yesterday, well, the beauty is beautiful, but my eyes are always on the urinal behind the beauty...... The men's toilet urinal next to the beautiful woman is too eye-catching. ）