I seem to have turned into a zombie

In the darkness, a ray of light appeared, before the body could react, the whole person floated past, as if in a dream.

The closer he was to the bright light, the hotter Xu Jian's body became. There was no upper limit, and it kept rising.Subconsciously want to escape, but the body keeps moving forward.

He opened his mouth to shout, but no sound came out.He is like an asteroid attracted by the sun, gradually dying.

The blood boiled in his body, his whole body seemed to have blisters, his hair was scalded and curled up, Xu Jian was sweating in pain, and the burning was extremely cold. In the end, there was only one sentence left in his mind, 'It's medium rare, you can eat it directly. '

"Huh—" A gust of scorching wind blew past, and Xu Jian opened his eyes again, only to find himself wrapped tightly, standing among the boundless yellow sand.

He has never been to this place before, the surrounding area is extremely empty, there is no living thing, except sand or sand, the hot wind carries sand grains, it is very uncomfortable to blow on the face, and the air is too dry, subconsciously licked his lips, and tapped his tongue , still has a bloody smell, it seems that it has been blasted and peeled off.

Just walking aimlessly for a long time like this, a huge sun revolved around him, almost roasting him dry.He stretched out his hand and shook it. There were ravines on it, and small holes were blown out one by one. The hand was like an old man, without any supernatural powers.

Where did he go?

With doubts, Xu Jian walked forward in a daze. After an unknown period of time, he felt that his legs could no longer be bent, his tongue was dry, and he could no longer even saliva out of his mouth.

"Huh—" There was another gust of wind, with the smell of damp soil, like the smell in the air after it just rained, he immediately regained his energy, opened his eyes wide and saw that an oasis was not far away .

He couldn't control his hands and feet at all, he twisted and ran towards the oasis crazily, his breathing was like a worn-out exhaust fan, "wheezing, wheezing...".It looked like a zombie who had been hungry for a long time and suddenly saw a stranger.

He suddenly rushed into the oasis, where there was a small pool of water, he didn't care whether it was clean or not, he picked it up and poured it into his mouth fiercely, as soon as his lips touched the water, his wrist was clenched, and then followed the opponent's With a shake of the hand, the water was all spilled.

"What are you doing?!!" Xu Jian was furious, roaring in a hoarse voice, staring at the person with bloodshot eyes, and then he was taken aback, "Bai Luofan?"

That face is indeed Bai Luofan's, but he was dressed in local tyrant's gold equipment, and his face was arrogant and conceited. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Jian, shaking his head, "You are the new character in "The Mourning King". Is it an NPC? It’s very interesting. In a state of dehydration, there is only a trace of blood left, and you still drink water? Do you want to burp directly? Also, 'Bai Luofan' is not my name. Changing your surname, that's right, a 'Jack of the Rivers and Lakes'!"

"Jiang, a scumbag??" Xu Jian was a little puzzled.

"That's right! Your NPC's reaction is so humane! The experience of "Sang Wang" 6.0 is good! Give me a good review." It's like a character goes offline and gives a good review.

"What's going on here?" Did I enter the game world and then meet myself? ? ?

After a while, the scumbag moved again. He took out a piece of crystal blue cake and stuffed it directly into Xu Jian's mouth. With a "buzz" sound, he felt that he was no longer thirsty. .

"Well, the blood is full!" The quack nodded and stared at Xu Jian without moving.

Xu Jian felt awkward being stared at by him, so he found a topic by himself, "Is your name Xu Jian?"

The scumbag was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body exploded with murderous aura, "How do you know?! What happened to "The King of Mourning", and my personal information was exposed to a fucking NPC?! No, give a bad review!"

"Wait!!" Xu Jian was afraid that he would go offline again, so he hurriedly called out.

The Jianghu scumbag seemed a little impatient, he dropped a big knife on Xu Jian's neck, and said coldly: "I saved you because I thought that if I saved you, the dungeon might be triggered, even if you designed it again Well, it’s just a bunch of data, I’m in a bad mood right now, I’ve been playing "The King of Mourning" for so many years, and my personal information will be exposed, heh!"

"No, listen to me, I..." Suddenly, Xu Jian couldn't speak, even though he wanted to tell the truth, he opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound.

"Why don't you talk?" asked the scumbag, "Is there nothing to say?"

Xu Jian quickly waved his hand, damn it, why didn't he know that his character was so bad before!I owe a beating! "I am not an NPC."

"Oh? Then you are... a player? You are a novice, you don't even have a green outfit."

"You, don't you know me?" Xu Jian touched his face. Can't this man see that his face is similar to his real face?

"Hey! I've seen this way of hugging the thighs before, it doesn't work..." The scumbag took out a mirror from his arms, it was given as a quest, Xu Jian looked at it, it was a mirror he was familiar with but unfamiliar faces.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he blurted out the sentence "Damn it."He remembered that this face was the person who had galloped with him in the world of "The Lost King" and then disappeared mysteriously—was he playing with himself until the end?

It was dark before Xu Jian's eyes, and when Xu Jian regained his composure again, he found that he was walking with a lowly scumbag. The relationship between the two seemed to be very harmonious. He looked at his clothes, and he was also dressed in gold. What, he doesn't have any memory in his head.

The scumbag put his arm on his shoulder and said, "Brother, let's go to the copy of the zombie group? I heard that it is a new plot of "The King of the Dead". It seems that the eight great masters jointly beat the zombie king?"

"Ah?" Before Xu Jian could react, he was transferred to the scene by the opponent.

Seeing that the Eight Great Families suffered heavy casualties, the lowly gangster put on a mask for himself and charged in, killing everyone.

Xu Jian squinted, always feeling that something was wrong.

Eight people?New plot?Why doesn't he know?

"Om--" Xu Jian suddenly opened his eyes with a sound like the wings of a mosquito. He found that he was still lying in the water, while Xiao Wu and the dryad Teng Luoxi were still playing. He pinched his face hard , pain, not dreaming.

He quickly found the mirror from the space again, looked at himself, it was his face.

Was everything that happened just now a dream?Why is it so strange?He tried to recall the like-minded friend he met when he was playing games, except for that person's face, how he met him and became friends, he had no memory at all.

Xu Jian was stunned for a long time, when a gust of wind blew by, he shivered coldly, sent the water on his body into the pool with his supernatural power, got dressed, and left without thinking about training.

When he came out, he happened to meet Wang Lixin who came out, "Hey? Aren't you leaving? Why are you still here?"

"I have something to ask you." Too many questions are backlogged in my heart, and it's time to solve them.