Every world I die young

Mo Yinglan turned her head suddenly, and vaguely saw the last moment when the half of the corpse was eroded.

He sneered from the bottom of his heart, turned his back to the direction where the disciples were, he held a blood-stained long sword in one hand, and lowered the other casually.

The breeze blew past, and Mo Yinglan felt a slight soreness in her forearm. You must know that he had activated 99.9% of the pain shielding, so he could still vaguely feel uncomfortable. If you don't block the pain, how intense the pain will be.

It's really unexpected, he just crossed over, and he actually hit the muzzle of the gun. It's really... what a coincidence.

Mo Yinglan took a deep breath, adjusted her facial expression, turned her back to a group of disciples, and said in a low voice, "You all go back as soon as possible, this place is too dangerous, I can just stay and investigate alone."

One of the oldest disciples asked: "The master master, when will you come back?"

Mo Yinglan's tone suddenly became cold, and he paused every word: "Don't worry about me, go back!"

The disciples did not dare to disobey his order, so they had to leave the ruins quickly.

It wasn't until the last disciple had left far away that the standing figure staggered and fell powerlessly to the ground.

The system is convinced. In terms of acting skills, the host is absolutely top-notch.

His lips were pale, his eyes stared blankly at the void, and his body trembled slightly.

There was silence all around, and I don't know how long it took before Mo Yinglan couldn't feel the pain in his arm. In fact, he really felt it very seriously, otherwise he would have easily ignored it.

Alas, he is really dedicated.

Mo Yinglan struggled to get up from the ground. His white clothes were covered with dust, and he looked a bit embarrassed. He was covered in cold sweat, and he looked almost collapsed. It was really real.

If it wasn't for the pain detection report of the subsystem, even the system wouldn't be able to recognize whether he was in real pain or just pretending, which is enough to show how powerful and realistic his acting skills are.

The system is becoming more and more afraid of him. Ordinary hosts will never be so carefree and indifferent during the third mission, and it is impossible to control the overall situation all the time.

It's just that Mo Yinglan is its host, without him, it may be difficult for it to operate at the very least, and the system can only choose to endure.

After Mo Yinglan stood up from the ground, her body swayed slightly, as if she was about to fall.

An impulse to help him suddenly rose in the heart of System, who was watching coldly, and it was so fleeting that System couldn't grasp it.

The figure in the dark suddenly felt pity in his heart, but he hated him more than this insignificant pity!

A pale-skinned young man in a black robe stood in front of an incomparably huge ice-blue gemstone, filled with hatred. In the center of the gemstone was the projection of the entire ruins, as well as the projection of that weak figure.

Yu Zhuochen's complexion was pale and abnormally pale, and his lips were bleeding red against the pale complexion.

Master...

In the end, how much did you love him?As long as he thinks of such a title, Yu Zhuochen's heart softens involuntarily.

But... But, his good master never really liked him at all.

Mo Yinglan was walking back, suddenly, his body paused slightly, and a domineering young man in purple robe appeared in front of him.

The way the man looked at him was called unkindness.

Mo Yinglan's whole body trembled slightly, that's right, he was excited, smelling the long-lost sweet little assist, could he not be excited?