Every world I die young

Mo Yinglan's eyelids twitched, the good guy's dog system is silent, it's a blockbuster.

For this mission, he, Mo Yinglan, dared to use his integrity to swear that he would be forced to die. After many years, Song Changyi finally came back. He was originally the Zombie King with unimaginable strength. The people he wanted to kill were no less than Ordered by Death.

No matter how high Mo Yinglan's ability level is, she can't compare to him. On this point, Mo Yinglan admits defeat without hesitation. He cannot be stronger than his mission target in every world.

Mo Yinglan lowered her head, and Wen Yu's surprised voice came from the room: "Captain, there are some good things."

There was a smile on the corner of Mo Yinglan's mouth, and she walked in: "Really? I'm really lucky recently. I have encountered a lot of good things. I don't know if it's just luck or something else?"

Wen Yu asked suspiciously: "Huh? What else? Hey, who cares, we'll be comfortable anyway."

"Oh, you're right."

Shi Yan stood downstairs, his majestic body was covered by a pile of messy ruins, his face was swollen, and there was a hideous scar at the corner of his eye.

Shi Yan said angrily: "Old Li, what are you talking about?"

Not far away, a thin and tall man turned his head and said, "You're the one who talks too much nonsense, why don't you come over and help!"

Shi Yan was stunned: "Ah? What?"

Li Feng turned his head unbearably, and was about to speak when a figure of a young man suddenly appeared in his sight. The man was dressed in tattered clothes, with strips of cloth hanging on his body, and his skin was as pale as a dead man. Li Feng was frightened With a jump, he said in a daze: "You, who are you?"

When Song Changyi's eyes fell on his face, he suddenly became crazy. He stared at Li Feng, his eyes were bloodshot, and the killing intent seemed to be real.

"Li, Feng."

Li Feng raised his head, and before he could speak, he heard a puff in his ear. He was confused and wanted to look down, but just as his head lowered a little, his whole head rolled to the ground, a headless corpse. Shaking in place for a while, he also fell to the ground.

Shi Yan stared at the scene in front of him stiffly, even he didn't know how many ways Li Feng, a chicken thief, had to save his life, why suddenly he died.

Impossible, Li Feng would be instantly killed by someone, what a joke, even their captain can't do it, right?

Shi Yan only felt that his life was disillusioned, his eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself: "Impossible, impossible, fake, definitely fake..."

The following words came to an abrupt end, and Song Changyi withdrew his fingers expressionlessly. On the fingertips, scarlet blood slid down along the long, dark nails. Song Changyi shook his hands to wipe off the blood on his fingers.

His gaze remained unchanged, as if he had done nothing just now, if it wasn't for the addition of two decapitated corpses out of thin air.

Shi Yan, Li Feng.

Song Changyi's eyes flickered, he really didn't expect that he had just arrived in a populated place, and unexpectedly met the "good teammates" in his previous life who did not hesitate to betray him, what a fate.

Song Changyi raised his head and looked at the dilapidated tall building with a steep slope in front of him, which looked like it was about to fall down at any moment.

He had a deep feeling in his heart that other people must be in the building as well.

Song Changyi's gaze calmed down again, as if the two of Shi Yan were only worthy of making his mind a little turbulent.

Song Changyi raised his hand, and the black airflow at his fingertips continued to flow. His pitch-black nails grew violently, and a sharp and cold light shone on the edge. He raised his feet, and walked slowly step by step into the dimly lit abandoned high-rise.