I heard you were going to abuse me?Sorry I don't hurt [Quick Transmigration]

"..." The coldness brought by the blood loss made his vision gradually blurred, and he could almost see only a phantom.

He actually saved this person who shouldn't be saved again.

The corner of Bai Zhi's mouth twitched into a smile that was so shallow that it would disappear soon, and his fingers unconsciously tightened the corner of the man's black robe.

In fact, I don't have any regrets. With such a seriously ill body, I have long been lingering.

Bai Zhi slowly closed his tired eyelashes.

The white hand finally slid down the smooth robe, and Yang Yelin almost immediately grabbed his hand in the palm of his hand and interlocked his fingers. The temperature exchange between the palms seemed to be able to transmit life.

His expression was empty, and he forgot everything just now, including where he was.

Just the two of them.

What happened in Su Zihuan's courtyard quickly spread throughout the temple, and Ming Neng hurried over with the monks in the temple.

"My condolences, his health is too bad, this serious injury is enough to kill him, the poor monk can't do anything." Seeing the young man in Yang Yelin's arms, Ming Neng sighed.

It's a pity that this catastrophe is an unbreakable death catastrophe... such a transparent person.

Ming Neng spread his hands, wanting to put his disciple into his arms, "The poor monk will do things for Kong Qing, please the emperor to hand over Kong Qing to me."

Yang Yelin finally raised his head and quietly looked at the monk in the yellow robe.

Mingneng was stunned by the color of the eyes that hit Mingneng's eyes, and he couldn't help standing on the spot.

What kind of blackness is that, deeper than the night, devouring all the light around.

"He's not dead."

Yang Yelin's tone was soft, as if expressing affection.Then he turned to order others coldly. "Everyone back down."

Holding Bai Zhi in his arms, he walked step by step to the futon under the Buddha, knelt down, and the still warm young man pillowed on his knees.

What's wrong with him, and what's wrong with himself?

If you want to get everything, you have to keep fighting and grabbing!

He can climb up by whatever means, and he can get everything in this world by plundering!

This is what the war when he was young... told him that the weak are doomed to be the prey of others and let them be eaten by mermaids.

Yang Yelin's eyes were full of long and dark emotions, and the moment he lowered his head, he was completely wiped out.

He lightly touched Bai Zhi's fair cheek with his fingertips.

"Why can't you be decisive and kill me..."

For a person like him, if others get the chance, they will definitely want to kill him desperately...

Just like those assassins, their original purpose of coming to this courtyard might be to catch Bai Zhi and threaten him, but when they saw themselves defenseless by accident, they made other impromptu decisions.

"Why...why." Yang Yelin pulled a weak wry smile from the corner of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes.

Thinking of the young man saving him again and again, remembering the thin but pure smile when the young man said he wanted to save him...

Even a holy doctor, there are people in this world who cannot be saved, not only the body, but also the heart, and he is such a person who cannot be saved.

'I cross you'

Yang Yelin's mind was constantly hammered by these words.

Pieces of black light and shadows flew past his eyes, and he finally understood what it was like to be so heartbroken that he couldn't restrain it. It would be better to kill him, and let the pain on his body overwhelm the throbbing pain at this moment.

He tightly held Bai Zhi's bony hand, as if it could melt into the flesh and blood from the skin that was tightly pressed at this moment.

"Benefactor, condolences."

Ming Neng walked in, because he really couldn't stand Yang Yelin's persistence.

"Kongqing Buddha, he is dead."

Yang Yelin was originally unmoved, but because of this sentence, his emotions were completely agitated. He stood up and swung his sleeves so forcefully that he couldn't even stand firmly on his feet.

"I said it all, he is not dead!!"

He roared heart-piercingly, as if he had finally released all the previous depression.

It is agreed, as long as he is allowed to become a monk... the disaster of this person is over.Why did he leave anyway? !Just because of him, want to save me? !

Why, he got nothing in the end.

This time he will never let go...

"What is the Buddha, what is the sky!" Yang Yelin laughed wildly, a little crazy.

Holding the Shangfang sword picked up outside the door, Ming Neng confronted Yang Yelin, "Please return the body of Kongqing Buddha to Buddhism."

Yang Yelin turned to look at him, and said hoarsely, "Are you looking for death?"

As if disturbed by such a tense atmosphere, the crows on the roof seemed a little strange in the empty night.The candle flame was flickering, and the candle was a little shaken by a gust of wind.

Almost at the moment Yang Yelin raised his leg, Ming Neng blocked his movement. Yang Yelin turned around and attacked again, but Ming Neng easily parried him. After a while, Ming Neng had already fought Yang Yelin It's been hundreds of rounds.

"Master Mingneng, are you the mysterious number two on the celebrity list?" Yang Yelin narrowed his eyes.

It seems that no matter what kind of move it is, in Mingneng's eyes, it is like a child's play, which can be easily resolved by him.

He can only think of one person like this, that is the unknown monk who is the number one in martial arts in the world.

"The poor monk is nothing more than a nobody." Ming Neng clasped his hands together. "I can't see the donor blaspheming the holy son of Buddhism, but I can't see the donor even taking away the peace of the dead."

"When you die, there is nothing left, so how can there be peace?"

Yang Yelin suddenly laughed uncontrollably.

How can the dead have peace?Ten years ago, his mother was raped/defiled to death on the battlefield. If it wasn't for him, how would those who bullied his mother pay the price? !

He lowered his head, raised his hand, clenched it tightly, and opened it again several times. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a monster made by darkness.

He thought of his blood-stained hands, the bodies pierced by him, and the joy of standing in a pool of blood at that time.

Just like this step by step with his own power, he conquered this world... There is nothing he can't get.

Suddenly, a pillar was burned down in the abandoned courtyard.Yang Yelin slowly turned his head as if in a daze, and Bai Zhi's house was already on fire, the flames were burning hot, and the heat waves surged, as if to swallow up all the desires he wanted to keep.

The spreading fire couldn't even rush in.

"My Buddha is merciful." Ming Neng held the Buddha beads in his fingers while chanting the mantra of passing away.

This sudden fire brought a successful conclusion to the Buddha's life.

"Where is mercy..." Yang Yelin lowered his eyelids slightly, and knelt down on the ground with his knees softening.

His soul is destined to be imprisoned here forever.

"Damn me, not him..."

......

Bai Zhi got up from the host space and rubbed his headache-ridden forehead.

"I really can't get rid of this habit of saving people." Bai Zhi stretched his slender limbs tiredly. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the system. It was the first time he saw him so quiet. Bai Zhi's bones were handsome and revealing There was an interesting smile on the cold face.

"What's wrong?" he asked curiously.

"Host, it seems that this strategy didn't get a lot of points." The system's expression was sloppy.He seemed to feel guilty about his own incompetence.

"Actually, I don't have any special desire/desire for rebirth." Bai Zhi bent over and touched his head, his dark and delicate eyebrows blinked movingly, and his eyes were cold. "It's better to live in such an interesting world."

It's not bad to let yourself go.

Bai Zhi stood up straight again, and stroked back the broken hair with his slender fingers.

The system was a little stunned.

How can there be hosts who don't want to be reborn?How did the host sign the contract with him?

"Next, hurry up to the next world~"

......

"Professor Li Qing, even if he is not the Zombie King in his completed form, you are too courageous, right?" The scientist in white protective clothing looked helplessly at Li Qing who was approaching the silver metal cage.

Li Qing, who was lifting the Zombie Emperor's chin, had intoxicated stars shining in his long and narrow eyes.

His eyes wandered over the perfect face under his hand. The young man's face was so upright that it was almost beautiful, with thin lips and a sharp jaw. It seemed that he was just a sleeping human youth, not afraid of any threats.

But such external appearances are all illusions that confuse people's hearts.

It is because of his strength that humans fear him.

In the case of a large dose of anesthetic, this person was still tied up with more than a dozen chains, which is the evidence.

"Does he have a name?"

Li Qing held the young man's jaw in one hand, and opened it slightly, his eyes under the glasses could not see clearly, only his voice was magnetic and cold.

"Are you asking about the only successful experiment?"

The experimenter on the side washed the test tube and touched his head.

"He has a number, but no name."

"If you want to find a name, I'll look through the files for you..." Li Qing quickly interrupted his words, "No need. I will give him a new name."

"His name is..." The indifferent voice seemed to be filled with joy at being able to give this person a name.

As if sensing danger, Li Qing abruptly withdrew his hand.

The zombie king who was sleeping like a little angel just now opened his bright red lips, and his amazing fangs were covered with crystal silver threads.

A pair of golden eyes shone with a strange light, like a storm, which could easily defeat a person's will.

What beautiful eyes.Li Qing stepped back slightly, reflecting the beautiful eyes in his eyes, surprise and obsession flashed across his face.

"If only you were wise."

"He's awake. Give him another dose of anesthesia. We need to draw a tube of blood for the experiment later." Li Qing put on his white gloves and turned to leave when he suddenly heard a voice from behind in a daze.

"Human, I allow you to desire my blood, because it must be me who pierces your throat in the end."