Every world I die young

The sudden succession of two system beeps confused Mo Yinglan. Since he came to this world, he had never heard the system beep when the favorability value continued to rise. For a moment, Mo Yinglan even felt that Yu Burning dust would only do this kind of thing if he was taken away.

[Ding, the favorability value of the task target is -50, and the current favorability value is 46 points. 】

[Ding, the favorability value of the task target is +35, and the current favorability value is 81 points. 】

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After the favorability value finally broke through the 95-point mark, it seemed that Pandora's box had been opened, and the system beeped continuously, and the favorability value also fluctuated violently. Unable to speak.

Not to mention the system, Mo Yinglan was startled. He stared blankly at Yu Zhuochen, whose eyes were constantly flickering, filled with painful and distorted light, but desperately restrained himself.

Suddenly, he seemed to be blessed, and said, "Yu Zhuochen, you have become possessed."

It's not that he changed to a demon cultivator, but a demon was born.

Yu Zhuochen's current performance is very similar to being trapped in a demonic realm and unable to extricate himself, but he still barely maintains the only trace of reason. He was cut apart, but he didn't feel it, but clenched even tighter.

Mo Yinglan raised her head to look at him in silence, Yu Zhuochen, who didn't know when he fell into a dreamland, his expression was extremely distorted because of resentment or pain.

His other hand was firmly pressed on the hilt of the trembling Blood Demon Sword, and his eyes gradually filled with the same source of hostility as the Blood Demon Sword Qi.

Huge uncontrolled devilish energy spewed out from Yu Zhuochen and the Blood Demon Sword, but the devilish energy carefully avoided Mo Yinglan, and at the same time restrained the sword energy away from Mo Yinglan's body.

But the four of Zhao Junmin were not so lucky. They were still young in cultivation, and their fragile and sensitive meridians and dantian couldn't bear the raging demon energy and sword energy at all.

For the safety of the brothers and sisters, Zhao Junmin had no choice but to stay away from Mo Yinglan and Yu Zhuochen. When he moved, the other three disciples who were not as good as Zhao Junmin in terms of cultivation and experience also followed suit.

The four of them planned to work together to prop up the shield of spiritual power, walk slowly to Mo Yinglan's place, and then rescue him and escape here together, but they didn't expect that as soon as the shield of spiritual power was propped up, a large amount of spiritual power would be lost in an instant .

With the amount of spiritual power reserved by the four of Zhao Junmin, even if their luck is extremely strong, the spiritual power in their bodies will be easily consumed, and it may even endanger their lives.

Even if Zhao Junmin himself is not afraid of death, he still wants to bring back the three seniors intact, otherwise he will feel uneasy.

The four of them moved slowly to the crumbling barrier. Liu Shi'an's body on the ground didn't even attract Yu Zhuochen's attention at first, but now, the body without the protection of magic energy has long been crushed into mud by the powerful coercion, even The iron whip on the ground was covered with scraps of iron.

Mo Yinglan stood in front of Yu Zhuochen, every time Yu Zhuochen took a step back, he took a step forward, staring at Yu Zhuochen's chaotic eyes, trying to find the experience of such a desperate situation.

Yu Zhuochen's spiritual consciousness is now attached to his young self, repeating the pain and despair, sadness and depression of that year over and over again.

The icy fairy sword pierced through the dantian again, and the aura rushed into the meridian, tearing the fragile meridian fiercely.

Yu Zhuochen's spiritual consciousness gradually became cloudy, and his eyes were filled with blood.