MTL - Return of the Dead [Holo]-Chapter 229 (1)

Man is really a special kind of strange creature.

Even Mo Ran, who has become a god, has to admit this. They are full of endless strength, endless curiosity, and endless tenacity. No matter what the situation, as long as they have a breath, they will get up again. Even if there is still a chance, they will spend their passion and life for their dreams, beliefs, and even curiosity.

Once, Mo Ran was also a member of human beings, but after a long time, Mo Ran felt that she had lost this passion and heat, so when she heard that Ming Yuechen agreed to Gu Luen's request Actually very surprised.

Why did you agree with Grun?

Why do you want to see God?

If it was Ming Yuechen who once lived with him who said such words, Mo Ran would not be surprised when he agreed to such a request. He would look for God for himself, but now, without himself, in that world There is no Mo Ran here, and it is impossible for Ming Yuechen to do such a thing for Mo Ran.

So why should he agree?

The current Ming Yuechen is the king of mankind, the strongest person in mankind, he has already stood at the pinnacle of that continent in terms of strength and rights, he has lived a magnificent and splendid life, but why does he still need to see God?

What wish had he not fulfilled?

Mo Ran was simply puzzled.

She just watched Ming Yuechen standing in the eye of the forbidden curse, and then came to the desert.

He walked alone in the vast yellow sand, walking forward step by step firmly, he never gave up, and never said he would turn back, so he walked forward persistently, as if the front was The answer is the end of everything.

Mo Ran couldn't help being very curious, what made Ming Yuechen so persistent, what was the reason why he wanted to see God so much, and what was the desire buried deep in his heart?

Then, Ming Yuechen finally stood in front of that quaint door, and his hand was lightly placed on the doorknob.

Ming Yuechen stopped, as if time had stopped all of a sudden, he stood in front of the door like a statue, inexplicably, Mo Ran's heart hung high with the stagnant time stand up,

Finally, Ming Yuechen pushed open the door.

Mo Ran couldn't see anything.

It wasn't until this time that she realized that what she experienced after entering that door was not something that God could see, and perhaps to God, she didn't care about what she experienced inside.

The rain outside was still falling, little by little, falling on the surface of the water, creating circles of ripples, and the delicate lotus pushed away the thin mist from the ripples, and Mo Ran stood On the terrace, the rain sprinkled on her body, she didn't feel cold, and it even made her mind which was always in a mess finally emerge a little calm.

If Ming Yuechen can pass through the dungeon smoothly, does it mean that they will meet?

But what will they say when they meet?

In fact, I will not say anything. After all, no matter how many times I have to do it again, the Ming Yuechen in front of me will never be the person I have been entangled with for many years. So, who is Ming Yuechen now?

Who is Ming Yuechen who she is so persistent in letting him be reborn continuously, who keeps restarting?

Mo Ran didn't expect that one day she would be confused by such a question.

After thinking for a while, Mo Ran finally couldn't come up with a reason.

Probably because she became a god, with a long life and time, Mo Ran began to have the habit of slowly thinking about things when she couldn't figure it out clearly. She even looked at the lotus on the water and her mind began to wander involuntarily. It was a cloud in the sky, fluttering and swaying towards the void, she even remembered how she was when she met Ming Yuechen for the first time.

After the **** battle, they were not very clean. After the swords were drawn, the two of them had a rare peace. It seemed to be snowing that day... or not...

While Mo Ran's mind was still wandering, he suddenly heard a low knock on the door, and then a Latin voice came from behind the door: "God, someone has entered the gate of time and space." .”

The thoughts that seemed to be wandering in the clouds that seemed to be unobstructed just now returned to Mo Ran's body at this moment, but her originally loose emotions suddenly became tense at this moment, even her body tensed up.

Even subconsciously, she raised her hand and touched

This is actually tense.

Mo Ran, who was belatedly aware, suddenly remembered that when he went to that small farm, Ming Yuechen seemed to be stiff when he first saw him, even walking and talking became unnatural, didn't he? He is also nervous?

Thinking about it this way, Mo Ran found it very interesting, God would actually be nervous too...

Even if you know everything, even if you are omnipotent, even if you control everything, God will still be indescribably nervous at such a time.

Latin didn't hear Mo Ran's voice, thinking she didn't hear his reminder, so he lowered his voice and said it again.

Mo Ran took a deep breath, turned her head, looked at the door, suppressed some messy emotions, she walked slowly to the door, the gorgeous door opened by itself, Latin and a kind of Valkyrie Standing at the door, when they saw her coming out, they all prostrated themselves on the ground to salute.

"Where is he?" Mo Ran walked among them. Although her voice was calm, the Valkyrie prostrated on the ground could feel the anxiety of the gods at this moment from the fast flowing skirts.

Ming Yuechen raised his head and looked at this magnificent palace. He originally had many scars formed in the dungeon, but since he entered this palace, the fresh and fragrant smell floating in it quickly made these scars on his body Start healing.

Not only the wounds on his body, Ming Yuechen even felt that his whole state began to recover towards youth, the sore feeling on his shoulders that had become sore due to aging disappeared, and even the heavy knees that could not be lifted became lighter , and even his stooped waist was straightened up. In short, he kept walking into this gorgeous palace, and the pain and the feeling of aging became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Ming Yuechen felt a little unbelievable. He stretched out his hand, only to find that the dry, dark and thin skin had regained its elasticity, and even the few age spots on the back of his hand disappeared without a trace. trace.

Just when he was still feeling strangely surprised by what happened to him, he heard a Lingling female voice coming from behind, as if the wind was passing through the bamboo forest

"What are you looking at?"

However, what really made Ming Yuechen feel the hairs all over his body stand on end was not that the voice was pleasant, but that he felt that the voice was extremely familiar.

After searching the memory of his entire life, he had never heard this voice before, but when he heard it at this moment, he had a feeling that shook his soul, as if some things sleeping deep in his life were Waking up a little bit.

As the voice rippling in the air, Ming Yuechen only felt a kind of electric numbness from the blood to the bones, from the scalp to all the hairs. He turned around slowly and looked at the voice. past.

What came into view was a very...beautiful woman.

In fact, Ming Yuechen didn't know if the word "beautiful" was too appropriate to describe her. Standing there, she felt a soft golden light all over her body, which made her hard to look at. She was wearing a long white dress. , the skirt seemed to be made of smoke, lingering around her feet, making her look very unreal.

The long snow-white hair hangs down on the ground, not like hair, but like flowing white satin.

And her face...

Ming Yuechen stared at that face and could no longer move his eyes away. He had never been so obsessed with a person's face. It was a face that was as dazzling and hot as a flame, and the color was as gorgeous as the scorching sun, but , why, why such a familiarity...

"Have we... met?" Ming Yuechen just stared at the other party, and the other party walked slowly all the way under his gaze, and finally walked up to the high throne, and sat down gracefully and slowly .

Mo Ran looked at Ming Yuechen, his eyes were serious and focused, and the middle of his pupils seemed to be on fire, looking at her so hotly, it even made her feel that her calm and cold soul was also warmed up.

After personally sending Ming Yuechen out of the gate of time and space last time, Mo Ran never thought about seeing him again, and this kind of thought made her somewhat at a loss now.

Yes, compared to the ignorant Ming Yuechen, Mo Ran felt that there was an emotion in his heart that he couldn't explain or understand.

"Is that what you came to see me to ask?" Mo Ran looked at Ming Yuechen, at this young face

It was only at this time that Ming Yuechen seemed to have escaped from the shock just now, he shuddered and couldn't help but be surprised: "You... are a god?"

"What? Don't I look like a god?" Mo Ran tilted her head slightly, and licked the corners of her mouth at Ming Yuechen from the bottom of her heart. In her memory, Ming Yuechen was the one who knew everything, even if Things that have never been seen are hidden in the heart so that people can't see them. It is rare to show such a surprised expression because of one thing, not to mention that the Ming Yuechen in front of him is a king who has been at the pinnacle of power for many years. It wouldn't be so easy for people to see his emotions.

However, it was such a Ming Yuechen who still showed such an expression when he knew his identity, which really made Mo Ran feel very fresh.

"No, no." Ming Yuechen frowned, looking at the woman sitting on the high throne in front of him, an indescribable strange feeling emerged in his heart.

He has obviously never seen this woman, and there has never been such a person in his memory, and he doesn't even believe in God, but why did he feel a pang deep in his heart when he heard the identity of this woman? a vehement denial.

Ming Yuechen always feels that things are not like this. He clearly knows that this is an illusion, but, in the illusion, this woman is not sitting here, this woman... this woman should, should...

Should be by your side.

It might be unbelievable to say it, but when he saw this woman called a god, Ming Yuechen felt that the empty place in his life was filled.

In fact, in the eyes of everyone, his life is a complete life, standing on the high pinnacle of power, turning his hands into clouds and rain, he has all the wealth, strength, and rights in his hands, and he has no regrets.

However, only Ming Yuechen himself knew that he was flawed.

He has always known that there is a very important piece missing in his life, and he once searched everywhere, trying to find someone to fill this shortcoming, but no, he gave up later, and he even felt that this shortcoming It was just an unrealistic idea floating in his mind, and gradually, even he himself forgot about it.

But just seeing this woman

"Why not?"

Ming Yuechen put away his wandering thoughts, sorted out the current situation a little bit, and habitually put away the topic that had just been inadvertently leaked: "No, it's nothing."

Although Ming Yuechen said so, he didn't think so in his heart. The more he denied it, the clearer the illusion became, and the more Ming Yuechen felt as if he had been here before, and had seen him here before. God, however, that God is not the woman in front of him.

But if he wanted to deliberate and recall this illusion in detail, Ming Yuechen couldn't remember anything, as if he was covered in a huge fog in his memory, making that part of the past disappear.

Facing the thick fog, Ming Yuechen felt powerless as always.

As a god, Mo Ran would not ask Ming Yuechen what he was thinking, even if she really wanted to know, even if she wanted to know exactly what Ming Yuechen was thinking, but she didn't want to do that.

Because, the other party is Ming Yuechen.

The hand on the armrest was lightly clenched, and then Mo Ran let go. She looked at Ming Yuechen and smiled like a god: "So, what is your wish for coming here to see me?"

desire?

Ming Yuechen seemed to be caught by this question, he stood there with some confusion on his face, as if the **** had asked a very puzzling question.

Mo Ran was not in a hurry either, she just sat quietly on top of the god's seat, quietly looking at Ming Yuechen standing under the god's seat, seeing his bewildered face, and seeing him as if he couldn't find the target.

Ming Yuechen was indeed at a loss. He kept recalling the reason why he was standing here. At that time, he seemed to have been poisoned by Gu Luen. How could he feel that he must have some problems and would like to tell the gods? Woolen cloth?

and…

Ming Yuechen raised his head and looked at the woman sitting on the god's throne. The pervasive familiarity made him feel suffocated.

Is this woman really a god?

In fact, until this time, Ming Yuechen has no way to believe in the existence of gods, and he has no way to convince himself that this is a weird world with gods. Shouldn't things like gods be a kind of ignorant religious product? Why might it really exist.

time goes by little by little, bright moon

Mo Ran has been watching Ming Yuechen carefully and seeing his current appearance for some reason, she couldn't help but let out a long breath.

What wish would Ming Yuechen have?

What regrets or desires would he have in his life without his own? Mo Ran is not Ming Yuechen, she didn't completely reproduce Ming Yuechen's ideas, and because of this, she actually looks forward to Ming Yuechen's wish.

She even thought silently that no matter what wish or idea Ming Yuechen put forward, she would help him fulfill it.

Because God is omnipotent.

It is impossible for Mo Ran to let Ming Yuechen's life start again. This time is probably the last time they meet. From then on, this man who gave her the deepest love will be completely forgotten over the long years, and she …

Probably will gradually put him down and forget him over the long years, and eventually become a silent, arrogant, selfless god.

Until this time, Mo Ran suddenly understood why the last old **** looked so impatient when he saw himself, the person who might become a god, even if he knew that his goal was to kill him. Angry, there is even a kind of happiness that wishes to leave immediately.

It turns out that there is only one person for thousands of years, and the feeling that everything can only be carried by oneself is not very happy.

Mo Ran looked at Ming Yuechen and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking solemn like a real god: "Have you figured it out? What is your wish?"

Ming Yuechen didn't speak immediately, he just stared earnestly at the woman called a **** in front of him, his gaze changed from confusion to clarity and finally to firmness, he thought he had never had such a clear and firm vision like now Know it.

"Yes, I've made up my mind." Ming Yuechen took a deep breath. He really wanted to smile at this **** who gave him all kinds of vague feelings, but he found that facing When you are a god, you cannot be hypocritical.

He couldn't laugh, and he couldn't even pretend to be kind.

"Okay, I'm all ears." The **** smiled slowly.

"I've actually gotten everyone in my life

"According to the agreement between God and your ancestors, as long as someone can walk before God through the gate of time and space, his wish will be fulfilled. God is just and faithful, and God is omnipotent at the same time, so you just Tell me your request, if your request is granted by God, then I will definitely help you realize it.”

Mo Ran sometimes feels that she is really becoming more and more like a real god, her words are impeccable, her attitude is arrogant and high above her, when did she have such a change?

As expected, Ming Yuechen sneered almost mockingly when he heard Mo Ran's words. Even what he said made Mo Ran feel very familiar, because these were not the same things she used to talk to that person. Did the old gods say that?

"Ah... God is so arrogant."

Mo Ran just smiled and looked at Ming Yuechen, even though her heart was full of turmoil, but her face remained calm, not even the slightest movement.

Ming Yuechen couldn't help being defeated under the gentle gaze that could accommodate everything. He sighed and lowered his head. He didn't have the stubbornness and obstinacy of an old man. Instead, he had some simple uncertainties like a young man: "I have always had a feeling that although I am only alive, it seems that I have lived many times, you..." He raised his head to look at Mo Ran, his eyes were also stained with anticipation.

"You are a god, you should understand this feeling, right?"

Of course I understand, even if no one in this world understands, Mo Ran also understands, she curled her lips and nodded slowly: "I understand."

"So, I don't think there is any difficulty in my life. No matter what I encounter, I don't think it is difficult. It seems that I have experienced it before. Because of this, it seems that I am so easy in the eyes of everyone. It is so easy for me to control the supremacy after obtaining something that others have dreamed of all my life, but only I know that this is not the case, I seem to have experienced it all.”

Having said this, Ming Yuechen took a deep breath, as if he was calming down his excitement, but Mo

In fact, Mo Ran was also very curious about Ming Yuechen's feelings, what was he thinking after being forced to return to his life so many times by himself? Had he, too, hated himself, the one who started it all, for these constant re-dos?

"However, no matter how strong this strange feeling is, how much it can bring me great achievements, I always have a strange feeling, it has always haunted me, and I can't understand it."

"How does it feel?" Mo Ran raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked following Ming Yuechen's words.

"I..." Ming Yuechen opened his mouth, and then paused for a long time. After a long time, he continued with an unusually firm momentum: "I always feel that I have forgotten something, maybe it is a long time, maybe It's a person, or maybe there's a memory about a person, I want to remember."

The hand on the armrest of the throne suddenly tightened. Mo Ran couldn't describe her inner feelings in words. Is the sky falling apart? Is it choppy? No, it's as if in the silent heavy snow, under the frozen and cold hard ice shell, a hole suddenly cracked, and a little bit of green peeked out from the tiny gap. Come out.

You can call it hope, or you can call it rebellion.

Mo Ran sat quietly in the temple, she still looked at the place where Ming Yuechen had stood, as if he hadn't left yet.

Until she heard someone approaching gently, he obviously paid attention to controlling his movements, hoping not to affect the gods, but Mo Ran still heard his footsteps.

The footsteps were slow, but not hesitant, at least compared to him standing behind her hesitant to speak.

Mo Ran didn't rush, but just quietly waited for Latin to speak. She knew that after she agreed to Ming Yuechen's request, Latin would definitely come to find her, it was only a matter of time.

And judging from Latin's eagerness now, it is obvious that the matter she promised is much more serious than she imagined.

After a long time, Latin finally spoke. All along, his voice was as thick and peaceful as Huang Zhong Dalu, giving people a kind of rare strength and peace, but now Latin seemed a little anxious.

"God, you shouldn't have agreed to his request."

Mo Ran didn't seem to hear it, and seemed to be asleep.

With his head hanging down, he looked listless, and could only stand quietly behind Mo Ran, not daring to say a word, and even his breathing rate dropped even lower.

"Yeah?"

Until Latin thought that Mo Ran would continue to remain silent, but did not expect that Mo Ran would still respond to him. For a moment, Latin only felt that his heart was full of strength. He raised his head and said with certainty: "Yes, You shouldn't have promised him."

"Is his wish within the scope that God can grant?"

"This..." Latin hesitated.

Mo Ran smiled, and asked again: "Is his wish within the scope that God can grant?"

"Yes." In the end, Latin still responded to Mo Ran's question. Although this answer was not liked by Latin, he still responded to the **** helplessly.

"In that case, why shouldn't I agree to his request?"

"God..." Latin was at a loss for words for a moment. After a long pause, he finally knelt in front of Mo Ran and prostrated at her feet, and said word by word: "God, you know, human beings cannot Possesses the memory of God."

"What if you have it?"

"Then the **** will lose its godhead." Latin thought for a long time before slowly saying it. He didn't believe that Mo Ran, who is a god, didn't know about it. However, she still asked. Get the answer inside.

Indeed, as a god, how could Mo Ran not know the consequences of being remembered by races like humans and gods? Gods are high above, and gods look down on the world. Gods cannot have too much contact with races like humans Yes, occasionally, but if too much, it will damage the godhead.

The godhead is the most important thing for a god, and the damage to the godhead is irreversible.

Of course Mo Ran knew about this, but who cares?

"So what?" Mo Ran relaxed her back, and leaned lazily on the divine seat, as if the issue she was talking about was really insignificant.

"God..." Latin's voice finally lost its usual stability, and even began to tremble: "If you lose your godhead, then..."

Mo Ran didn't let Latin finish speaking, but instead took his words and continued: "Lost

"With the death of the god, the world that existed with the **** will also collapse, and the temple will no longer exist. Everything will become a situation without a master again, and everything will lose its original rules. The whole world is going to be... messed up."

Following Mo Ran's calm voice, Latin began to cry: "God, you know, but why did you agree to his request?"

Mo Ran smiled: "Latin, are you worried about the days after losing your god?"

Just as Latin was about to argue, he heard Mo Ran's voice: "Tell the truth." After a few seconds of silence, Latin nodded: "No one is not afraid. God is the center of the world. Without God, the whole world will lose its order. ..."

"Have you ever seen a world out of order?"

"No."

Mo Ran smiled confidently: "Then how do you know that if you lose God, you will lose order?"

"This is recorded in all the classics! All the ancestors said so! It has always been like this!"

"It's always been like this? Are you sure? It's always been like this, is it right?"

Latin was speechless by Mo Ran's rhetorical question. He straightened his back, knelt in front of Mo Ran and raised his head to look at Mo Ran. He couldn't say a word for a while.

"You never knew, and I never knew, so why don't we give it a try..." Mo Ran had already stood up, her eyes were extremely serious, proving that everything she said was true. not kidding.

"God!" Latin also stood up in panic. He really wanted to stop Mo Ran, but just as he stretched out his hand, he saw a blue fluorescent light appearing in Mo Ran's palm, and the blue light became It became brighter and brighter, and even turned into a piece of white, which was extremely dazzling.

But what makes Latin feel dazzling is not only the white, but also the uncontrollable collapse where the white light shines, starting from the outside of the temple...

Mo Ran suddenly turned her head to look at Latin, and she laughed: "Latin, it's not so bad without gods. Have you ever thought that what you want to do is not to be the great priest of the gods, but to be yourself. "

Latin's mind is being stained by Mo

"Yes." Mo Ran nodded, agreeing with him.

"But, who am I? Who am I if it's not the great priest? I was born to exist for God..." Latin felt at a loss.

The smile on Mo Ran's face became brighter and brighter. Latin had seen the smiles of gods many times. In fact, gods often smiled. That smile was called tolerance, warmth, and peace. However, it was not It cannot be called from the heart.

However, the smile on the face of the **** is so bright and vivid. Seeing such a smile, the words that came to his lips, suddenly he couldn't continue.

The **** is happy now, this kind of happiness is not fake, even he can feel it keenly.

"Latin, no water was born for whom, I am not, neither are you. I was born as Mo Ran, even now that everyone has forgotten my name, I am still Mo Ran, I am Mo Ran, I'm not a god, and I don't want to be a god." Mo Ran had never confessed her heart like this.

"And you, Latin, be yourself."

"I... I don't know how to do it..." Latin looked at the blue light in Mo Ran's hand, everything outside had collapsed, leaving only a piece of golden light, and on top of the golden light there were still A layer of faint blue light shrouded it, and then, this light quickly spread towards the temple, but in the blink of an eye, this light almost engulfed Mo Ran.

And at this moment, Mo Ran suddenly raised her hand and tapped his forehead lightly, she said, "You have to find it yourself."

When Latin raised his hand and wanted to grab Mo Ran's hand, and wanted to ask the **** how to find it, the **** seemed to disappear along with the light. When Latin turned his head again and looked around , where is there any temple, where is there any self?

In a world that has lost its gods, order is about to be recast...

The weather was gloomy, which made the already hot and dry temperature even more sticky. He yawned on the weekend, turned his head to look at Ming Yuechen who was sitting beside him, and stretched out his hand to push him: "Come on soon!" It's time to wake up."

This seems to be pushed very hard, only to see

The sound was probably loud enough that not only did the sleeping teammates wake up from their sleepiness, but they looked towards Zhou weekend, who was dumbfounded and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, no, I didn't use much strength."

Ming Yuechen sat up straight unsteadily, lifted the lowered brim of his hat and glanced at Zhou Zhou, who kept saying, "Brother, testify to me! I didn't try hard, did I..."

Ming Yuechen's eyes were dark and filled with turbulent waves that no one could see. He raised his head and looked around. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, completely ignoring the tricks of Zhou Zhou and other teammates, and immediately went out of the window. look.

Through the glass, a long-lost shock appeared on his face, as if he couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes.

The weekend sitting next to him seemed to notice the difference after laughing with his teammates, he asked in a low voice, carefully: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Ming Yuechen was staring at the bustling city outside the bus, suddenly, a figure flashed past in the crowd, he stood up abruptly, his swift action startled Zhou weekend.

"What's the matter..." The weekend's voice was in his throat and he didn't finish.

"Stop!" Ming Yuechen shouted loudly.

"bump!"…

All the changes happened in an instant. The dark clouds slammed into the city, and the ground broke as if it was torn apart by a pair of huge and powerful hands. The bus overturned and rolled on the ground for several weeks before stopping with thick black smoke.

The whole world pressed the pause button at this moment.

After a long time, a window of a bus was kicked open by a powerful leg, and then a person crawled out, with blood on his forehead and many scars on his body, but these But it didn't slow down his speed at all.

All I saw was that he moved swiftly like a dexterous monkey. After climbing out by himself, he pulled another person out of the window.

After being dragged out of the bus by Ming Yuechen on the weekend, he kept panting heavily. He turned his head and wanted to say something to Ming Yuechen.

Weekend didn't react for a while, just lay on the ground and looked up at Ming Yuechen in front of him, only to find that this person was exuding a kind of pressure that made his heart skip a beat, suppressing all his jokes, silently He took out Ming Yuechen's sword bag from behind and handed it to him.

Ming Yuechen saw that there was no problem with the weapon, so he couldn't help exhaling, took the sword bag and turned around to leave, only then came back to his senses on the weekend, and yelled at him: "Where are you going in this situation! Hurry up! Save people!"

However, the next moment, he saw that person disappearing from his eyes as if he could perform magic...

Ming Yuechen was running fast and fast in the ruins, but his mind was filled with memories that should not have existed. These memories made him feel unbelievable like a movie, but his hands and feet, everything about him But before his brain reacted, he made an appropriate response.

That woman named Mo Ran, that woman named Mo Ran who is of a different race from him, he wants to find her!

Why did the world become like this, why did so many people stand up from the smoke, their skin turned gray-blue, and they began to attack the living, why did this happen?

Ming Yuechen didn't know, he didn't even think about stopping to think about why, all his attention was on the flashing figure he saw on the bus just now.

Where did she go?

to where!

Mo Ran opened her eyes violently, she fell to the ground on her back, with blood continuously flowing from her body, and there were many wounds on her body, which were eaten by the zombies who woke up early.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed a piece of unknown debris, and threw it at the zombies who wanted to continue to eat her.

The power is amazing.

If there was a living person standing beside Mo Ran, she would definitely be shocked by her current strength, then the four or five zombies around her were all smashed by her brains and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. On the ground, this level of ruthlessness, and this kind of swift and fierce fighting are definitely not something ordinary people can do.

Mo Ran looked at the zombies on the ground, and let out a long breath. She shook the wooden stick she picked up randomly in her hand, and looked around.

arrive

There are no goals.

At this time in the last life, she was in the process of transforming from a human to a dead person, and she was all unconscious, not clear.