Every world I die young

Mo Yinglan groaned and buried her head in Song Changyi's chest, and said coquettishly, "Senior, I just don't want her to die under the claws of zombies. I still care about you most."

The smile that emerged from the corner of Song Changyi's mouth suddenly froze, "What did you say!"

His voice suddenly became very cold, and Mo Yinglan shrank his neck, as if he was frightened, and he said aggrieved and puzzled: "Senior is so kind to me, and he is so kind and powerful, of course I care most about it." You, what's wrong?"

"So in your eyes, am I the kind of person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside?" Song Changyi's eyes were cold and frightening, and his tone was also very cold, but the faint explosions around him covered up his indifferent and abnormal tone , Mo Yinglan could barely make out what he said.

"Yes." He replied quite logically, "Look, when you were in the corridor, when you met the pond, it was you..."

"What if it's not like this?" Song Changyi interrupted his example blankly, "What if I'm not the kind of person you think, if one day later you know what I actually think in my heart and what you see? Now, what you thought was very different, what would you do at that time?"

Mo Yinglan looked up at him in confusion, Song Changyi's chin was white and round, without any stubble, and he looked very young.

Mo Yinglan said in a daze: "Ah? Why do you say that, senior, are you worried that if my real self doesn't match what I expected in my heart, I will alienate you? Don't worry, I'm not that kind As for people, no matter what you are, I care about you!"

Song Changyi looked away coldly, he sneered in his heart, a fool is a fool, he can't even understand the main point of his words, it's also possible that he has always seen through, just pretending not to know, avoiding the important What are you planning?

[Ding, the favorability value of the task target is -10, and the current favorability value is 60 points. 】

Mo Yinglan sighed deeply in his heart, well, after busying around for nothing, not only did his favorability not rise, but he fell back to the pass line again, he has seen that Song Changyi is really difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, as long as the favorability value breaks through the 60 mark, as long as you don't die, basically even if it doesn't rise, it won't drop any lower. This is probably the only consolation.

Song Changyi said: "Yancheng, don't be in a daze, use your own supernatural powers to heal your wounds."

"Oh." Mo Yinglan lowered her head and slowly mobilized the supernatural powers in her body to rush to the wound on her shoulder. It was almost visible to the naked eye. Pink granulation sprouted around the bloody blood hole. After a while, the wound It basically grew well, and the blood gradually congealed.

Even if only the outermost layer of skin has healed, and the muscles, bones and flesh inside are still scarred, this speed is terrifying enough.

Under normal circumstances, if he didn't go to the hospital immediately for an injury of this degree, he might even die due to excessive blood loss, but now the terrifying wound has healed more than half of it by itself, which is simply a miracle.

Mo Yinglan moved his shoulder lightly, and the numbness and pain immediately hit his heart. He grinned and complained heartlessly: "It's so uncomfortable."

Song Changyi sneered coldly: "Whoever told you to bet your own life to save the life of an outsider, you deserve it if you are injured, and you deserve the pain."

The sound of the explosion died down, Mo Yinglan sat on the ground, slowly straightened her back, put her hand to her chest with a very sad expression, and said, "Oh, senior is really getting more and more vicious."

"Oh, whether you want to hear it or not, it's good to be in pain. Let's see if you dare next time..."

Mo Yinglan murmured silently in her heart: Then there is no need to say?Of course I will dare next time.