"Maybe... God is not on our side anymore."
"Fortunately, I hid the supplies and left some spiritual guidance. I hope they can find them back."
Mao Yongan smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, and stubbornly stood firm.
Several more hideous wounds appeared on his body, soaked in blood, like a bloody man.
Opposite him was a ghost king, looking at him greedily.
The strong man was still in a severe coma.
Mao Yongan staggered, and finally managed to stand still. He looked directly at the ghost opposite, with no fear in his eyes, just a little regret.
It's a pity... that the strong man was not sent back.
"bring it on."
"No matter what, I am also a contemporary Taoist disciple of Daocheng. I can't embarrass my ancestors."
Mao Yongan chuckled, and several talismans appeared in his hand.
The talisman paper that could have been easily triggered, but with his current state and his spiritual power as powerful as a gossamer, the talisman paper did not move at all despite losing his strength several times.
"Oh, it's still embarrassing."
"When Daozi died, he acted like a reckless man...using a sword..."
Smiling to himself, Mao Yongan threw the talisman directly on the ground, then took out a long sword from the bag, waiting for the attack of the Ghost King.
And the Ghost King obviously didn't give him any more time to prepare. The ghost energy surged and he was already close to him in the next second.
but...
"Comrade Xiaomao, I always feel that you are scolding me, but I have no evidence."
With a chuckle, Wang Ye appeared next to the ghost king in the next second, waved his palm gently, and the ghost king's head exploded to pieces.
then...
A flash of sword light flashed, and Lu Dongbin cut the remaining body into half with a dark face.
After three eternal nights, those who are still in the state of ghost king... are really garbage.
A reckless man with a sword.
A reckless man.
Mao Yongan's words just now were like the sharpest thorns, piercing Lu Dongbin's heart over and over again.
I am also from the Taoist sect. What happened to me using the sword?
Isn't he handsome?
Aren't you feeling immortal?
What an aesthetic!
Mao Yongan looked at the two people who suddenly appeared next to him, barely smiled with his cracked lips, and finally fell to the ground weakly, fainting completely.
Being able to survive until now is due to his amazing willpower.
and...
It seems that passing out in this embarrassing, large-scale social death scene is actually a good choice.
"You Dao sect people should handle it yourself."
"But when he wakes up, we must teach him that anyone who uses a sword is a reckless man?"
"How can it be?"
"That's right. I use a knife, so that's no problem."
Wang Ye glanced at Lu Dongbin playfully, then with a smile, he picked up the strong man in the snow and disappeared.
"Little brat!"
"You give it to Master Dao, I'll wait!"
Seeing Mao Yong'an who had fainted, Lu Dongbin felt distressed and angry. He gnashed his teeth and cursed a few words, then stood up with his sword and rushed towards the God Burial City.
…
Three days later.
Outside the God Burial City, no investigators returned.
All team members are in place.
It's just that the crowded residence near the square has become empty again.
Including the MLM leader...
The same remains forever in the snow of the wasteland.
Wang Ye was silent for a long time and even inquired about the reason. He originally thought that the guy was very similar to himself. If the post office found him instead of him, maybe the guy would be better developed than himself now. fine.
"A ruin was discovered at that time."
"But there was a need to keep someone behind, and when the lot was drawn, he got it."
"I suspected him of cheating, but he didn't give me a chance to speak."
"Then... he blew himself up."
One of the surviving team members described the situation at that time in an almost calm tone.
Sad?
Maybe.
But they have experienced similar scenes too many times, whether they are relatives, parents, or...comrades-in-arms.
That heart has long been completely cold and sealed.
Rather than saying that they are human beings, it is better to say that they are the walking dead in human skin.
Although they were always talking and laughing, their eyes were always cold and indifferent.
…
But the saddest thing about the death of the MLM leader was Chang Er.
That day, golden rain fell over the sacred blood fountain in the square.
Chang Er was floating in the air, looking at the direction where the MLM leader died, feeling a little lost.
Until I saw Wang Ye.
"I thought he was so smart that nothing would happen to him."
"Ah..."
"It's a good seedling."
"There was even a moment when I wanted to train him as a successor, but it's a pity..."
"I should have gone along."
He had always been very flattering and full of smooth long ears, but he suddenly became serious and said with a sad sigh.
Wang Ye didn't speak, but stood beside Chang Er for a while and looked at him seriously.
Is this what long ears originally looked like?
Sure enough, everyone has their own story. These people who survived from ancient times are not simple, including the silly-looking long ears.
Right.
If he doesn't act tactful and utilitarian, how can a guy with no talent rise to the top and ride on the heads of a group of Bodhisattvas?
only...
Wang Ye didn't speak in the end, just nodded to Chang Er, turned and left.
Only a back figure was left.
I always feel that after enduring loneliness, the people around me disappear one by one until they are never seen again.
But who among the people in this city is not like this?
After all, I am not the special one, and even compared to most people in this city, I am considered lucky.
Standing on the city wall again, Wang Ye's thoughts drifted away for a while as he looked at the investigators who were chatting, laughing, or disabled, and began to crazily suck energy until their bodies were full.
Who would have thought that these people, who were just ordinary people in peaceful times, would now become something else.
It's shocking and sad.
"To create peace for all eternity..."
"I never thought that one day I would become such a selfless Holy Mother."
Wang Ye smiled self-deprecatingly, turned and left.
Mao Yongan, and the strong man...
woke up.
