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Five hundred and thirtieth IX talk about your reasons

Yu Lan made a sound and his spiritual cultivation's eyes were projected on her, and then he opened his eyes wide in horror.

"…Yu Lan?!" His hoarse voice sounded extremely unpleasant, "You are really alive!"

"So surprised?" Holding Mo Wen's arm, Yu Lan raised her eyes lazily, "Yes, I, who was left alone in the zombie group, shouldn't be alive."

Speaking of this, Yu Lan couldn't help but recall the scene of being alone among zombies.

At that time, she had not become a zombie. As a human, she felt like she was facing so many zombies. It would be absolutely fake to say that she was not afraid.

"But I'm not alive now." Pointing to his eyes, Yu Lan continued to sneer, "Look, I've become a zombie now."

Yu Lan's tone was plain when she talked about the fact that she had become a zombie now, as if she didn't care at all.

"Lanlan." But Mo Wen, who was always paying attention to Yu Lan, couldn't notice the change in her mood. He felt uncomfortable. He stretched out his hand and hugged Yu Lan tightly in his arms.

Yu Lan looked up at Mo Wen and rubbed his chin.

"How can you still have consciousness if you become a zombie..." The spiritual cultivator murmured incredibly, but the afterglow swept the messy blood clots around him.

He had to do something... He finally lived in this damn end of the world until now, and had a place, so he couldn't die so ignorantly!

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, looking extremely nervous.

"I didn't abandon you!" A scene suddenly appeared in my mind, and the spiritual practitioner suddenly whispered loudly, "I tried very hard to find someone to save you, but after I ran to the place where we were stationed, I didn't see a single figure at all."

Seeing Yu Lan and Mo Wen look at him together, the spiritual cultivation sorted out the language and continued, "Xu Jielin took everyone away and simply abandoned us there. You know, I was injured in my leg and lost too much blood, but I was still trying hard to find you to rescue!"

Speaking of this, the spiritual practitioner felt that he believed what he said, and continued to say with tears in his voice, "But I fainted from excessive blood loss. It was already a month after I woke up. I only thought you had already... I was very sad too!"

Sometimes adding seven points of truth to lies sounds like it is true.

"Well, then I'm wronging you." Yu Lan asked with a smile.

"No, I know it's wrong for me to not bring someone to save you. It's normal for you to be angry, and I've always felt guilty." Ling Xiu wiped her tears, gritted her teeth and twitched her nose, "I'm really happy to see you still alive."

"No matter whether you are a human or a zombie now, I am really happy for you." Finally, the spiritual cultivator stood up from the pool of blood and looked at Yu Lan sadly.

He did go to seek rescue at the beginning, and the only difference from what he said just now was that he gave up Yu Lan in the end, so it was not considered a lie.

The spiritual cultivator told himself this in his heart, and at the same time, he recalled what he had just said over and over again, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was no problem.

Seeing the spiritual cultivation look quite aggrieved, Yu Lan suddenly felt a little confused.

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If Shu Yu hadn't said something more before she was confused, she would have believed it.

Shu Yu's voice seemed to echo in her ears, hitting the depths of her soul like a heavy hammer.

"You guys..." A hint of mocking came to my mind inexplicably. Yu Lan couldn't help but pinch Mo Wen's sleeve and smiled softly, "I've taken great pains to kill me, and I even thought about the reasons so full."

She could no longer remember what Changli and Shu Yu were talking about at that time, but the only thing she remembered was the excited "gurgling" sound made by the zombie when she found her dying.

No one wants to be eaten by zombies. Even for her, who has now become a zombie, the last memory of a human being is definitely the memory she least wants to remember.

"Let me say that, you don't need to find any reason. You actually don't have to save me." Yu Lan smiled sarcastically, "Just as you said just now, you are injured and there is no one in the support department. You don't need to be responsible for my safety."

Ling Xiu was stunned. He looked at the ridicule on Yu Lan's lips and realized how ridiculous the reason he had just found was.

"And what you said just now made me feel particularly uncomfortable." Yu Lan paused and opened her eyes. "You have spent so much effort and so much effort, but in fact you have given up on me, right? Why do you have to beautify your image so hard?"

"No!" Ling Xiu subconsciously retorted, "I just don't want you to misunderstand me! Yu Lan, I have always respected you as a partner and also as a powerful senior."

"It's so noisy." Listening to the endless chatter of spiritual cultivators, Mo Wen rubbed his forehead irritably. He raised his chin high and stared at the dark light flashed through the spiritual cult's eyes.

The next second, the spiritual cultivation only felt that his lower body was empty. When he came to his senses, his vision quickly moved up, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.

...What's the situation?

He looked at Mo Wen sitting above him in a daze, and cast a gentle but unwarming look at him.

Before Yu Lan could react, Mo Wen covered her eyes and hid her in her arms, revealing her hands holding Mo Wen's arms.

"Ah, ah!" After realizing it, I felt the biting pain. Only then did the spiritual cultivator realize that his lower body was completely shattered. He lay in the blood in a mess, struggling like a moth flying into the fire.

"Why, why!" He said in pain. It was clear that there was no loophole in his words just now. Why are he still suffering such a torture?!

"Because you're quarrel." Mo Wen smiled. He looked at Qin Feng with a smile and asked in a gentle voice, "Qin Feng, this guy is still from the north. Even if you kill him, you will be officially an enemy of the north. This will definitely not be beneficial to you."

"Will you still tell me the benefits?" Qin Feng snorted sarcastically, and stood up with Wen Xining's force and patted the dust that did not exist on his legs. "This guy knows what I have to do with you, no matter whether he is from the north or not."
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