Every world I die young

[Ding, the favorability value of the task target is +29, and the current favorability value is 99 points. 】

Mo Yinglan's thoughts suddenly shifted. He had turned off the notification sound of favorability value before, so he didn't know how far Yu Zhuochen's favorability value was. Despite the repeated torture, his favorability value remained unswervingly at 70 points, which represented liking.

What does this represent?

This means that even if he is deeply mired in pain, he still loves him stubbornly, but who can bear such a paranoid love?

Mo Yinglan raised her head and glanced at him lightly, her lips moved slightly.

Yu Zhuochen was stunned on the spot, forgetting to resist for a moment.

"Goodbye." He said, although there was no sound, he clearly understood that the person he had been pursuing persistently throughout his life was gone, and he died to save him, and his soul disappeared into reincarnation.

Yu Zhuochen tried his best to open his eyes wide, the corners of his eyes were filled with mist, his body was swollen, and he knelt down slowly on the ground. It turned out that the fire of the soul just a few steps away had been burned out, the light had dimmed, and the last bean-sized The flame jumped and jumped, and in Yu Zhuochen's expectant eyes, it was coldly extinguished.

With a sob in his throat, Yu Zhuochen raised his head in confusion and helplessness, looking at the vast space around him, bit his lower lip tightly, and tremblingly uttered a word.

"Master..."

Mo Yinglan, whose entire soul is covered by the power of the system's luck, looks translucent, a bit like a ghost in the modern world.

He was floating in the air, his face was very cold, his eyes were also very cold and cold, the whole heart and illusion began to tremble violently, almost instantly, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, which was enough to see how chaotic and collapsed Yu Zhuochen's state of mind was. .

Mo Yinglan only felt that she saw the end of the world. After a while of darkness, she opened her eyes again, and the raging demon energy had dissipated. Yu Zhuochen knelt on the ground with a pale face, panting helplessly, holding the The dagger fell to the ground.

Opposite him, the thin Xianjun fell to the ground calmly, silently, his face ashen.

Mo Yinglan was floating beside Yu Zhuochen, protected by systematic luck. He is not dead now, at least he is a dying patient, although he can still move freely.

As for this point, the system obviously never expected it again. After repeated attempts, the system finally understood that Mo Yinglan was not only very vicious, but also deep-minded, full of action and bold.

After all, he is the only one who dares to take advantage of the loopholes set by the system. No one else dares to bet.

The system admires Mo Yinglan's bold attempt, especially because he is extremely smart, bold and careful, and has an indifferent personality. He is really suitable to be its host, and he is perfect in every aspect.

Mo Yinglan is too lazy to deal with the system. He is very entangled now. He has waited for a long time, but he still can't wait for the last point of favorability. To solve it, he had to rely on the foreshadowing he planted before.

Yu Zhuochen beckoned gently, and the Blood Demon Sword rushed over with a whoosh. He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt, stared at the blade with heavy eyes, and remained motionless.

Mo Yinglan's heart skipped a beat, isn't this guy trying to commit suicide? !

No, even if you want to commit suicide, you have to wait until the favorability value is full before committing suicide!