On a blind date, a president's sister

Chapter 1576
Commander Xuanwu looked at the dead man in amazement. The dead man was actually defeated, and the dead man did not seem to be alive. Commander Xuanwu frowned. Looking at the dead man, he really felt a breath of death from his body, is he really still a dead man?A thought arose in Commander Xuanwu's mind.

Although I can't believe it, Commander Xuanwu knows that it is very likely to be true. This dead person is really not a living person. of this ability.

Su Weifeng looked at the opponent in front of him, there was not a little blood under the cracked skin of the dead man, this was too abnormal, suddenly a vague gray aura came out from the dead man, this The aura is decaying and dark, and Su Weifeng knows that this is the time of death. When fighting in the mountains and forests, Su Weifeng has felt this aura on many animals and people. These animals and people are all corrupt corpses without exception.

It's just that Su Weifeng couldn't see this gray aura at that time, but now he can see it clearly after arousing his divine body. Through his previous experience, Su Weifeng knows that this is the dead aura, so to speak, this A man is a dead man.

This conclusion shocked Su Weifeng a lot. A good person turned out to be a dead person, and the person who fought so fiercely with him just now turned out to be a dead person. This shocked Su Weifeng. They are all researching, but no country has researched it yet. I didn't expect this man to be a dead person.

Although Su Weifeng guessed this, there is still no way to be sure, after all, this kind of thing is a bit too unbelievable.

The dead man's blank eyes gradually became brighter, and there were many pictures in his mind. He remembered that the era he lived in did not belong to this place. He was a powerful master at that time, loved by others, but he The city was attacked by the enemy. As a master, he couldn't watch such a thing happen, but the enemy he faced was too strong.

He knew that he was not on the same level as the enemy at all, but he still rushed forward without hesitation. He knew that he would die, but he could not run away. Even if I die, I don't want to be a deserter.

He fell, surrounded by howling people, and the crazy smile of the enemy riding on Mashan, this was just a hunt for them, and the prey was the residents of their own city, and their strength was in front of them Vulnerable, in the last scene of his life, he saw his wife running towards him again, but before she ran to his side, he was overtaken by a knight behind and fell to the ground.

Her wife fell into a pool of blood, but she still stretched out her arms towards him, trying to hold her. He wanted to hold his wife's hand, but his consciousness began to blur, he knew that he was going to die, and his own He is unwilling to be with his wife, but he has nothing to do
I don't know how long, a few days, a few years, or hundreds of years?He couldn't remember clearly, he seemed to hear a voice in his ears, he couldn't understand what the voice said, but he could understand the meaning of that person, he asked himself to go with him, to go Take revenge, go kill.

The memory after that was very blurred, his mind seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, but he knew that his body was not in deep sleep, as if he had become a machine made for killing, killing non-stop, this was all he had.

Although his consciousness fell asleep, he knew that he was not saved, but was resurrected by someone using a secret method, and that person resurrected himself to make himself a killing machine. Having created so many killings, he knew that many innocent people died at his own hands, which made him feel pain in his heart, and he actually became the person he hated.

But he just couldn't wake up, he was so dazed all the time, until now, his body was on the verge of being broken, and his consciousness seemed to have recovered like a flash of light.

In the shock of everyone, the dead man suddenly stretched out his palm and pointed like a knife, piercing his chest, which made the cracks on his body more and faster, but the dead man didn't care about these at all. It was as if this wasn't his own body at all.

Many people present screamed, wondering what happened to the dead man, why would he still commit suicide?
I saw the dead man's hand inserted into his body, as if he had grabbed something, and grabbed it out.

"Ah? He grabbed his heart out." A scream sounded.

"Is he crazy?" asked another.

"Madman, this is a madman."

"Does he think he died too slowly?"

"No, you see, that's not a heart." A cry came out.

Su Weifeng and the others were all staring at the dead man closely. At this time, they also saw what was in his hand. They saw the dead man slowly spread out his palm, and there was not a drop of blood in the palm, but a ping-pong The ball-sized black ball looks like a crystal, emitting a faint black luster.

The dead man looked at the black ball in his hand, and anger appeared on his face for the first time. He knew that it was this thing, it was this thing that turned him into a human and ghost, and he should have rested in peace. Let yourself not get peace, let yourself become a living dead, and you were harmed by it to become what you are now.

The dead man glanced angrily at the people around him. He knew that these people were villains who helped others to abuse others. If he used to be himself, he would kill them quickly, but he knew that he no longer had the strength, so he should go. This time will be a complete rest.

The dead man finally looked at Su Weifeng. He knew that this young man was different from them. Although this young man seemed crazy, he was full of righteousness. Looking at him was like looking at his former self. Feeling very cordial.

"Young man, you are very strong. With great ability comes great responsibility." The dead man said to Su Weifeng.

Su Weifeng was taken aback when he heard this, how did this sentence sound familiar, and those who heard this sentence seemed to end up with no good end, thinking of the black lines all over Su Weifeng's head, but Su Weifeng felt it from his words , this man is a person with a story, he feels that this man is like an ancient hero, the injustice of the world is their responsibility, although he disagrees, Su Weifeng still admires this man.

"Who are you, and what's going on?" Su Weifeng asked suspiciously.

The dead man wanted to say something, but found that he didn't even have the strength to speak. He knew his body very well.

(End of this chapter)