MTL - Certificate of Conformity-Chapter 82

The body received a familiar pain, Chen Heng did not change color, did not hesitate to pump the chopsticks out. The rapid loss of blood, so that he can only rely on the body of Xie Tao, no, it should be said that it is only Wei, as early as his moment of killing Xie Zhen, the memory of Yu Wei will be restored.

It can be recovered, and everything is too late. They are going to die soon.

The corner of the eye blended with a touch of smugness and coldness. The man ignored the blood splattered on his neck and pressed him on the body of Yan Wei.

"Like me... give you a present?"

This sentence is really familiar, and he only stunned his eyelids slowly. Oh, he remembered. When he was sent to him as an anonymous letter to Xia Ming, he wrote a similar sentence to him, but he did not expect it. Chen Heng will retaliate against him in this way.

Even if you use your hand to cover the wound on your neck, you can't stop the blood from spilling between your fingers. You can use internal force to repair the wound and let the blood coagulate, but he doesn't want to get along with the man with this disabled body.

What's more, there is nothing wrong with being able to die with Chen Heng.

Thinking of this, he pulled the hand around his neck and bite the corner of Chen Heng. "You thought that I was ruined... I can't move you?" He traced the man's lips with his lips. Shape, the slightest smashing flash of a sigh, "At least I still got you."

For the behavior of Yu Wei, Chen Heng could not help but frown. This kid is going to die. He still wants to tease him. He overtook his touch and touched the blood of the two together. Chen Heng’s mouth habitually provokes a cynical smile. “It’s the ultimate winner... it’s me.”

"Well, you won."

In this game of love and desire, he has always been the loser.

Fortunately, there is still a white, otherwise he...

The visual field in front of the eyes gradually became black, and I only tightened the waist of Chen Heng. The empty eyes that lost the focal length looked at Chen Heng. There was a faint smile in the inside. He opened his lips and his voice was like a proverb: "Do you think the world is over, just... is it really over?"

Chen Heng heard the anomaly in his words. "What do you mean?"

Only Wei smiled. Later, the smile was stiff in the corner of his mouth, and Chen Heng’s body reached the limit. The two invisible halos were drawn from the two bodies and gradually drawn out in the air. Look like it.

Also remembering the sentence that Wei Wei just said, Chen Heng raised the question at the first time: "You have not said clearly yet, I have failed in this world, shouldn't I return to the first world to come back?"

Although there is no entity, Yu Wei is still holding his hand on the shoulder of the man, his voice is smiling, and there is a mystery hidden. "No, you will go to the next world."

Next world?

Is it because his success in the first two worlds worked?

It seems to understand his doubts, and the vocal line gently explained: "You will complete this unfinished task in the world in the next world, that is--" He paused and held back his smile, making a serious and authentic: " The charm of your body will continue to the next world."

Chen Heng: "..."

"Okay, time is up, let's go first."

Yan Wei raised his hand and looked at his watch. "I have to go to collect the other half of the body."

Really his mother's egg hurts.

Looking at Yu Wei’s disappearance in the air, Chen Heng’s face is quite complicated. If the charm is not lifted, it is definitely a big trouble for him. Fortunately, for a world, everything is new, and the bones are not limited by the previous ones. Whenever he wants to make people fall in love with him, he can get the blood of the person who loves him.

......

When Chen Heng opened his eyes, he found himself lying in a coffin.

He was so airtight, dark, forced, and depressed, and he didn't feel suffocated. He subconsciously put his hand under his nose. When he noticed that he did not breathe, he knew that he was dead.

This situation has not happened in the first few worlds.

In the previous three worlds, he was all inherited from the original master, including the whole trend of the plot. In this world alone, he had no clue or even know what his mission was. Perhaps this is the punishment he has not succeeded in ending the third world.

Chen Heng reached out to cover the coffin. In the darkness, he looked like a white scorpion. Even the dry and blue skin on both hands could be seen clearly. His nails were sharp and long, like claws. Can shred all prey.

This is not a pair of normal people, but it is more like a creature - a zombie.

It was easy to push the sealed coffin cover away. Chen Heng’s movement climbed out of the coffin. His limbs were bent to the extent of deformation. Without a few steps, he only slammed his head. On the ground, I rolled around in the grass, and then I slammed into a stone and stopped.

"..."

This body is really not good.

Chen Heng sighed and moved his head. He raised his face and looked at the body standing stiffly. He stared for a while. The half body had a sense of induction. He walked over and slowly bent down and stretched out. The claw caught his hair and reinstalled his head around his neck.

It was another burst of screaming, and Chen Heng turned his neck and determined that his head would not fall, and he lifted his pace again and continued to move forward.

He has already heard the sound of the creek of the stream, just to take a photo with water, to see how he is now a horrible look.

This place seems to be a mass grave, a grave is standing next to it, surrounded by weeds, and a spider like a human hand is hung on the tree, and the spider's net knot has a fight with the thick wool. Because the body is too brittle, Chen Heng came all the way, not the head fell, or the limbs were broken, and came back and forth several times, finally arrived at the creek.

The moon is as cool as water.

Chen Heng looked at the river with his head in his head. The clear and transparent water reflected a black shadow. Look closely. The black shadow has a beautiful and stunning appearance. The tail is slender, the nose is stiff, and a thin lip is sexy. It was kissing people, and the familiar facial contour made Chen Heng feel awkward. When he came back, he reacted. This is his own face.

At this time, he had no expression on his face in reality, so he looked at him on the water.

Chen Heng blinked and tore off the spell on his forehead. He looked at it and looked at it with a twisted symbol. He closed his eyes and rubbed his fingertips. The dark yellow spell turns into a powder that blows away in the wind.

He didn't inherit any memory, he didn't know what to do next. He only knows that the body with his original face is a zombie, and it is very brittle. He will short his arms and legs and lose his head at any time. He also forgot that this body has no heart.

Chen Heng raised his hand to the neck and his head, slowly lowered his head and stared at the hole in his chest. Because it is a zombie, his body is dried up, the color reveals the darkness of the dead, and the texture of the body is not as lively and full as the living one. At this time, the black hole is maintained with muscles and bones torn. Traces, no blood, similar to the shape of the corpse.

When the wind blows, the cold wind can be poured into the body from the hole, and then flows into the limbs.

Chen Heng subconsciously stunned, and then reacted, the original zombies were afraid of cold.

It’s so cold.

The clothes on his body were wiped out at the moment he walked out of the coffin, which is equivalent to saying that he is now naked/running.

Chen Hengke did not have such a special hobby, but there was nothing in the air. Only half a person of tall grass swayed in the wind. In desperation, Chen Heng had to cut the weeds with his claws and cloaked the grass and grass. I put it on my body and made a skirt to surround the pants/裆.

Looking up, this wilderness, his body is so crisp, I don't know when I can get out of this ghost place.

***

Chen Heng walked for three days and three nights and finally walked out of the mass grave. He was a zombie, not tired, nor hungry, not to worry about being eaten by the beast. His original body of the body seems to be a very powerful zombie. On the way, there is no living thing to dare to approach him. Even the beast that looks like a tiger three times bigger than the reality does not dare to attack him.

Originally, he also thought about catching a prey as a mount, but he didn’t have a beast to dare to provoke him. He was not fast, and he could only walk out of the jungle by two legs that were not used.

Beyond the jungle is a high wall that can accommodate five people on both sides of the city gate. Several soldiers in armor are using an instrument to detect the identity of the pedestrians. Chen Heng pulls the straw hat on the head and is low. The head is at the end of the crowd.

When it was his turn, a soldier opened his eyelids and licked the grass skirt on his body. "How do you wear this?"

"There were robbers on the way back, and the clothes and valuable things on the clothes were taken away."

The soldier was dubious, "Where did you come from?"

Chen Heng followed his finger in one direction, and the voice was a bit vague: "There."

The two soldiers glanced in the direction of his fingers. One of them screamed, "There is a junction between the robot and the human territory. It is said that the zombies are rampant. You have nothing to go there, it is not safe."

Chen Heng’s eyebrows are low: “I will pay attention next time.”

"Okay, go in." The soldier removed the instrument of detection and placed his arm in the direction of the gate.

"Thank you."

Chen Hengdao thanked him. When he passed by the two people, he heard another soldier say to the original soldier: "You see that person is so strange to walk, don't you be a zombie?"

"How is it possible?" The original soldier snorted. "Isn't it all measured?"

"The above notice, you can't put any zombies in, you can't miss it. If humans are infected with zombies, we have two heads that are not enough."

"Oh, you are nervous, the zombie king died a few hundred years ago, and now the new zombie leader will only yell at the mouth, the king of the dead zombie king, the zombie can only be Our human slaves and playthings."

Chen Heng listened seriously, did not pay attention to the front figure, until the person who heard the opposite snorted, "Which person does not have long eyes, actually dare to hit the old man."

The man who came back to God immediately apologized: "I am really sorry, I did not mean it."

The opposite person’s eyes were small, and his face was full of flesh. When he picked up his sleeves, he grabbed Chen Heng’s hand. “I’m sorry if I hit the phone and I’m done?”

Chen Heng’s dark road was not good. The black and black claws flashed in the air. The soldiers who were discussing the discussion stopped talking. Chen Heng quickly pulled his hand back from the man’s hand and stepped forward. Only after a few steps, the soldiers behind him screamed, "Stop!"