MTL - Return of the Dead [Holo]-Chapter 40

Xue Changfeng's face looked very ugly, he looked straight at Mo Ran, but Mo Ran didn't shy away from his direct gaze, and there was even a hint of provocation in her gaze.

To be honest, Mo Ran hoped that Xue Changfeng would explode and quarrel. After all, some things must be exposed to heal.

I don't know when it started. Although there are still members of both human and dead races in King's Landing, they gradually become distinct. Even before eating, everyone is still laughing and joking, but when they sit down It can be seen that the two races are sitting on one side, not interfering with each other, but there is a gap between them.

When Mo Ran spoke just now, he didn't deliberately lower his voice, and of course he didn't raise his voice. Everything seemed to be normal, so the dead people sitting around them basically heard it.

But it was just such a sentence, and at the same time, all the dead people sitting around the two people felt a tense atmosphere. He put down the bowls in his hands one by one, staring at the two people closely, for fear that something would happen. whats the matter.

But to Mo Ran's surprise, Xue Changfeng didn't get angry, and he didn't even have any negative emotions. Apart from his very ugly face, he only breathed out after looking at Mo Ran for a long time. In one breath, he said lightly: "The relationship between me and Bai Wei is not affected by race, we are just us."

Listen, what an infatuation.

In the previous life, maybe Mo Ran would have laughed sharply, but in the present, it seems that she can't do it.

Doing it all over again, she doesn't have to endure the pain of changing from a human to a dead person again. She has been watching all the dead from the perspective of a bystander, which makes her calm and objective for a lot, and she can better understand the struggle.

Although this kind of struggle seemed redundant and ridiculous to her, she still couldn't ridicule it, just like she couldn't mock her own stupid past.

Xue Changfeng has been quietly looking at Mo Ran, looking at the pair of red eyes that are the same as his own. In those eyes, he saw a flame that seemed to be provocative, which seemed to erupt, but just as he quietly waited for the eruption to come At that moment, the flame finally calmed down in her red eyes and disappeared without a trace.

In fact, this issue has been raised more than once, but due to the relationship between Xue Changfeng and Bai Wei, everyone

Xue Changfeng really wanted to face up to this problem, but when it comes to other things, he can be calm, objective, and calm, but when it comes to Bai Wei, he can't do it.

So he kept silent, maybe he was waiting, waiting for someone who was willing to tell him all this directly to shatter his illusions, but unfortunately, when this person really stood in front of him and talked about this topic However, Xue Changfeng felt endless anger and powerlessness.

He even looked forward to having a big fight with Mo Ran, even though his rationality and all objective things told him that this was not possible, he was still looking forward to it, he was looking forward to when the last barrier between himself and Mo Ran was torn apart, will be able to understand each other.

It's ridiculous to say that he wanted to create a utopia where both humans and the dead can coexist. The original meaning was just for Bai Wei. In fact, he was also working towards this. He wanted to tell everyone that they are still the same.

Xue Changfeng knew that such a thought must be extremely ridiculous to such a powerful deceased as Mo Ran, but deep down in his heart he still hoped to get her understanding.

If nothing breaks, nothing stands, he hopes that everyone can say the most terrible things.

However, Mo Ran didn't.

After the flames in her eyes were completely extinguished, she returned to a calm attitude.

Ever since he saw this woman, Xue Changfeng had always had a distant awe towards Mo Ran. This awe did not disappear because of their familiarity, but became more and more insurmountable because of the familiarity. In his view, a dead person like Mo Ran He was a strong man beyond everyone's imagination, and he didn't dare to think about why such a dead person would stay in King's Landing.

All living beings are born with the characteristics of harmony and strength, even Xue Changfeng is no exception. He is in awe of Mo Ran and longs for her recognition, longing for her understanding, longing for her to see when she sees himself. A real dead man.

And when her calm eyes fell on him again, Xue Changfeng had an indescribable feeling. On the one hand, he felt a little bit of relief from giving up the dispute with Mo Ran, and on the other hand, he felt a sense of respect for himself. Amidst these two contradictory emotions, Xue Changfeng looked very depressed.

Mo Ran suddenly laughed, she raised her hand lightly, put it on Xue Changfeng's shoulder lightly and patted it fearfully, red lips

Yes, Mo Ran only said these few words, then lowered her eyes and ate quietly.

The storm that had just condensed seemed to dissipate in an instant, which made the surrounding dead a little confused, and then calmed down, but no one knew what kind of ups and downs there were in Mo Ran's secret inner depths.

Sure enough, relying on the power of outsiders to persuade Xue Changfeng to let go is not feasible.

For a moment, Mo Ran actually planned to give up Xue Changfeng as the city lord. She carefully sorted out the generations of leaders of the deceased, and finally found that one generation was not as good as the previous generation, or in other words, there were too many dead in the future. Among crooked melons and split dates, people who are more upright choose to use it.

After all the calculations, Xue Changfeng was the only one who was the most suitable.

Regarding the establishment of the race of the dead, it is not that Mo Ran has never thought of doing it herself, but as long as she thinks about all the cumbersome infrastructure, management, and diplomacy, she feels that she has nothing to do Half-Life is gone.

If Mo Ran in the previous life did not have an objective understanding of her own level, then Mo Ran now has a very clear idea of ​​what she is suitable for and what she is not suitable for.

She is more suitable to be the leader who expands the territory and is unrestrained. She can't be the one who defends the city at all. Therefore, Xue Changfeng can't give up the ability to rebuild the dead and fight other races in the future. dropped.

In this case, she had to use a little brain.

Just because Xue Changfeng can't do it doesn't mean Bai Wei can't do it.

It is impossible for Xue Changfeng to give up, but what if Bai Wei gives up? What will he choose? Pain, despair, and still can't break free? Hehe, just thinking about Mo Ran makes her very happy. Of course, what makes her even happier is that she has to think carefully about what the biggest benefit she can get from Xue Changfeng's pain.

Mo Ran remained silent, but Xue Changfeng couldn't help but let go of all his senses to feel Mo Ran's emotions. He didn't know what she thought of, but suddenly he felt Mo Ran's emotions again at the end of dinner Even though he didn't know why, Xue Changfeng couldn't help exhaling, as if his whole body relaxed.

Mo Ran was still very busy, too busy to see anyone.

Xue Changfeng is also very busy. Up to now, King's Landing has become well-known in V City.

Bai Wei is also very busy. Although Mo Ran doesn't stay in the guild's residence very much, she still pays close attention to her movements. However, Bai Wei's recent movements have been very fascinating recently.

Their team came back later and later, and stayed longer and longer at the guild's resident.

It was at this time that Xue Changfeng received a hunting invitation from the Netherworld Guild.

The Underworld Guild was originally stationed in L City near V City. They and the Junlin Tianxia Guild belonged to the state that the well water does not interfere with the river water. They each developed in their respective territories and developed very well. A human guild, their member races are very simple, not as chaotic as King's Landing.

During the earthquake, the entire city of L City collapsed. At that time, the **** of Huangquan Guild saved a small part of the population in the dungeon, and all other guild members fell into the deep cracks along with the collapsed public households. This caused the Netherworld Guild's vitality to be greatly injured.

After these survivors came out of the dungeon, they had no choice but to migrate to the vicinity of City V. Of course, they knew that City V was the site of King's Landing, so their guild was located 20 kilometers away from the suburbs of City V. It's getting closer, but because the Netherworld Guild has fewer people and weak power, more often it has to rely on the King's Landing.

Although Mo Ran does not approve of this kind of communication deep down in his heart, after all, how can others sleep peacefully on the side of the couch, but the current president is Xue Changfeng, who has a soft human heart, and is a bit naive to put it bluntly. The ideal of a simple man, she would not have posted anything already.

In Mo Ran's view, it is impossible to cure a person's stupidity with words of advice. There is only one way for a person to become smart, and that is to suffer.

Even if he suffers some losses this time, it seems necessary to Mo Ran.

After all, what she needs is a brave, resourceful and loyal iron-blooded city lord, not a benevolent woman who only thinks about unrealistic utopia.

It is for this reason that Mo Ran did not refuse the close contact with the Huangquan Guild, but she did not take any positive actions. Her inaction made this contact more and more complicated under Bai Wei's contact. Close up.

Until this day, when Mo Ran returned to the guild, he saw the hunting invitation letter Xue Changfeng was holding in his hand.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-10-2208:55:59~2020-10-2308:48:49~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 half thick;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!