"Senior sister? What little sister surnamed Sun? The gun-wielding Wan Yi pretended to be stupid on the spot, and even the corpse hanging on the gun hadn't been shaken off.

"You! Why make it so difficult for us! So cruel! Qian Ming looked at Wan Yi, his eyes were red, and other emotions had been squeezed into a corner of his heart at this time, and some kind of madness was taking the absolute upper hand.

Therefore, he has no good control over what he says, and he has no heart to phrase it.

In this regard, Wan Yi didn't really want to pay attention to this kind of poor person who was hurt in his heart, after all, the accident of a little junior sister he had never really met, and the series of unlucky encounters of the Corpse Spirit Sect, the root cause had nothing to do with him.

If he wants to solve that calamity, in a sense, he can be regarded as helping the people of the Corpse Spirit Sect to avenge it.

It's not good to thank you, why are you still questioning?

So, this Wan Yi turned his head and completely ignored Qian Ming's voice.

But the next moment, he had to turn around and look at Qian Ming with a hint of amusement in surprise.

Several corpse puppets around Qian Ming lit up with red starry light, and rushed up towards the spear Wan Yi one after another, with a fast speed, attacking from all angles, and all kinds of weapons in their hands played their own effects.

The spear Wan Yi shook his spear, swept through the Eight Desolations, and was surrounded by storms, but these corpse puppets couldn't get close at all for a while, although the special effects were very good-looking, but to no avail.

Qian Ming's skin was almost soaked with blackened red, and the whole person seemed to have turned into some kind of inhuman monster, and then followed closely behind his own repulsed corpse puppet.

He tore through the storm of spears and cut into the front of Spear Wan Yi, holding the shaft of the spear at close range with one hand, and throwing several punches in quick succession with the other hand.

The spearman moved the barrel of the gun and drew his other hand to parry, and for a time he was defeated.

In the end, the other party grabbed Wan Yi's flaw violently, punched Wan Yi's head and knocked him out, the spear was out of his hand, and Wan Yi just struggled to get up, and the surrounding corpse puppets swarmed up and directly dismantled him.

"Hahaha, ahahahaha!"

But when the blood and limbs were flying, that Wan Yi let out a hearty laugh.

Qian Ming watched this scene coldly, until a corpse puppet cut it with a knife, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

He felt that something was wrong with him right now.

It is as if the body is no longer one's own, and reason is completely separated from sensibility, and sensibility completely occupies one's body. This change also brought with it a strange force that was pouring out of the body.

But he felt like half of his body had fallen into some abyss.

It's hard for him to describe the feeling.

If you want to say it, it's like the emotional side of yourself, "coming to life".

He can't control himself anymore!

Kill! Kill them all! Take these people ......

Bang!

A rusty bullet passed through his mind, bringing all his thoughts to an abrupt halt and remaining forever in this moment.

In the distance, on a tall building, Hyundai brother chewed a lollipop and set up a ridiculously exaggerated sniper rifle with one hand.

Although in terms of styling, this sniper rifle seems to be more than enough as a cannon, it really only shoots a powerful bullet.

Anyway, it's the modern brother who walks according to his own interests.

"Please don't give heads to everyone here, thank you." Brother Hyundai said with a grin.

"Why can't I touch this kind of good thing?" Youwan also said that it was so easy to die.

The more Wan Yiwan creates the clone, the more boring it is, because he is very strong at the beginning, and he doesn't have so many fun qualitative changes to choose again.

So I said it a long time ago, the game "Wan Yi" was played early and enjoyed, and Wan Yi, who did not "build an account" earlier, was destined to live a relatively failed life.

Now that I'm so strong, it's hard to find this opportunity to "die a natural death" reasonably, and it's really difficult for the clones in the later stage!

"Damn, I'll fish and get beaten while I'm being beaten, right! We will not approve of this kind of death! ”

"He just died, and he's still hot, don't rush to collect his soul, let's think about whether there is any instant resurrection technology to pull him up!"

"Give me a new life! This way of dying is a thousand times lower than suicide! ”

'It's noisy!' The battle isn't dead yet, it can appear anywhere on the battlefield! Get moving! I turn a blind eye to your death! Wan Yi couldn't help it, and shouted directly in his head.

Although he usually doesn't care much about it for a long time, can Mimi's quiet death be the same as the death of the official will?

Everyone was enthusiastic all of a sudden, and they all said that they wanted to go to the soup for the ontology!

Wan Yi shook his head.

"Fighting" is naturally not so simple to die.

For it, anyone who is affected by it will become its puppet after its extreme emotions have broken through a certain limit.

The little junior sister before was one, and the one surnamed Qian after the death of the little junior sister was also one.

As for its ontology, I don't know if it really has such an ontology when the current fanaticism is completely divergent and fighting breaks out.

But there's a very simple solution.

Kill all the puppets that can be boarded, and in the end, either the body will die with the host puppet, or it will be forced to run out of the puppet, and then prepare to break the net with the body fish.

After determining the course of action, Wan Yimen began to hunt.

……

A wheezing Earth Warrior crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood, and in the tragic general attack, he and his comrades were one of the surprise attack teams, but as the first batch of attacks in the general attack, they were met with the most fierce blocking and interception.

All of his comrades were killed in battle, and he survived on the corpses of his comrades, and then lost consciousness.

When he came back to his senses, there were many corpses lying around him, some of his comrades, and some of the silver and gold scraps on the other side.

He seems to have done something exaggerated.

But there was not the slightest joy in his heart that he had survived.

His body no longer belonged to him, he clenched the sword in his hand, and the only thought in his mind was to kill everything in front of him and avenge himself and his comrades......

Sting!

A silver-gold alloy sword pierced the warrior's chest, then grabbed his neck and snapped it.

He fell to the ground in disbelief.

The strange vitality made him suffer such a serious injury and did not die immediately, and his eyes rolled to look at the person who did it.

The warrior in exoskeleton armor opened his mask, revealing a familiar face, somewhat pale complexion, sunken eye sockets, and dark circles......

"I found you, 'Wan Yi' got a point, I can die." As he spoke, this Wan Yi directly stabbed his temple with the war knife in his hand, stirred it, and ended his life with a smile.

New rules: Killing a "battle puppet" allows unconditional fancy suicide.

Wanyi, crazy.

(End of chapter)