doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 1152 Yang Mu is sick
It's not that Yang Mu is weak anymore, it's just that he has complicated thoughts.

It has nothing to do with the scene in front of me.

The killing blood rushed out from the corner of the body again.

Sure enough, it's better to be a beast.

Are you schizophrenic?
He wants to kill all directions without any scruples, and also wants to become a Buddhist world immediately.

Really annoying.

Go to hell!

A gust of sand surged, and the wind quickly rose.

The wind and sand were entwined, and sand fists appeared in the tornado.

At this time Luke and others have been swept away.

Sand fists open into palms, go over and grab them into "hands", and then re-close.

Luke and the others didn't understand what was going on at all, they felt that their internal organs were being squeezed, and wanted to speak out, but the force was too great, crushing their bones, rupturing their internal organs, and dying.

Level [-] and [-] raw stone fighters can't even use blue to form a defense, and their defense is about the same as that of ordinary people. How can they withstand the surprise attack of level [-] blue?

Yang Mu's twelfth-level blue can only be used to use shattering, but he can also use the soul-dividing blue system. The total blue energy he has is on the twelfth level, and the fantasy attack effect produced is of course extremely strong.

That is to say, without the ability to destroy, when using other grades of rough stones to release blue energy, Yang Mu's own twelfth-level blue will also release blue energy.

Reality Defense and Fantasy Defense are mutually transformable values, but the physical body is basically unable to resist advanced fantasy.

In ten seconds, everything was over, the sand fell to the ground and dispersed, and the wind was still blowing, making it a bit cold.

The black Rowan stared at everything in front of him in a daze, with a cool breeze on his back.

This person must be a pervert!
He was as hesitant as he was before, as holy as he was.

Everyone present thought that he was the Holy Mother, and some people even began to suspect that he was not very powerful at all, and that he might be really a fool.

Luke led a group of people shouting and rushed up.

And then... it's gone.

The violent wind blowing the sand dissipated after more than ten seconds, and the ground was full of corpses, and they were broken corpses, which was horrible.

This kind of powerful ability has never been seen with the level of people like Luo Wen.

"It's so cool!"

Yang Mu frowned and sighed, with a strange expression on his face.

It seems to be obviously excited, but depressed.

Rowan was finally sure.

Yang Mu is not a Holy Mother at all.

What lives inside him is definitely a beast, the craziest and bloodthirsty kind.

He was just suppressing such animal desires!
A group of people hurriedly kowtowed, and then everyone behind Rowan wanted to kiss Rowan's ass.

Mommy.

Fortunately, they disarmed and surrendered, otherwise they would have died at this time.

Although it may not be considered alive now, at least he is not dead.

Yang Mu made such a statement.

But the blood made him a little violent again.

It's actually much better than before.

During this period of time, the magic heart technique has not stopped practicing, and this thing can indeed alleviate the effects of corpse poison.

Just want to get rid of this effect completely, it won't be long.

"Okay, Rowan, take your people, lead your horse and follow me. We will send all the children back first, and then go find the Duke."

After Yang Mu finished speaking, he was no longer interested, so he turned around and left.

Lin Xi hurriedly followed, but Luo Wen was too scared not to follow.

Yang Mu didn't go back to the car and let the minion stay with the women. He hid a few hundred meters away and walked alone to calm the frenzy in his heart.

This was the start of the journey, and it was very efficient. All the children were returned in one day, including the ones captured by Luke.

At the same time, Yang Mu also spread the news that the parents of other children who were arrested but could not be found can wait outside Brink Village, and Yang Mu will bring all the children back.

But this time, Yang Mu didn't miss the time, nor did he think wildly, it was too much trouble.

On the second night, he broke into the Duke's Mansion of Brink Village by himself, killed 13 people, and got a batch of ninth-level stones and a few ten-level stones. Together, they can probably make two eleventh-level stones. Level, it can be regarded as very rewarding.

Before leaving, Yang Mu used the Duke's blood to write down the Duke's crimes on the wall, hung thirteen heads on the city wall, and then used blood to write a few large characters on the city wall at a height of tens of meters——I advise you to be kind !

In an instant, what happened in Brink Village spread like wildfire. Many people said that a villain appeared, but those poor people with no money and no status said, no, that is the savior!
Of course, the poor do not represent justice.

They felt that someone was backing them up, and they would deal with those domineering masters, so they began to become bolder, cheating, abducting and stealing, causing the area to become chaotic in an instant.

Yang Mu learned the news along the way.

After that comes the disappointment.

He wanted to be a good person wholeheartedly, but what he got in the end was a bad result.

This made him decadent, and he felt that the Holy Mother was really meaningless, and that this was not a good cure for this world.

The Virgin did it too, and the tyrant did it too, and the result?But it is like this.

Yang Mu began to become taciturn, unable to speak a few words a day.

The car kept driving slowly, and Rowan's horse team became the follower of the two cars.

Encountered some uneven along the way.

Yang Mu is no longer interested in managing, he is afraid that the more he manages, the more chaotic he will be, and nothing will be achieved in the end.

It took seven days to walk eight hundred miles in anger.

The road is not easy to walk, and the car is really slow.

On this day, we arrived at an open plain, and the car had nowhere to go. Yang Mu got out of the car and put away the car.

The gang of thieves had been terrified all the time, and now seeing strange things happen to Yang Mu, everyone was as frightened as the quail.

They asked Yang Mu to bring their family members. They didn't know where to go with Yang Mu. They thought that if they lost themselves, their wives and children would be bullied. Even if they were afraid of Yang Mu, they could only take them with them.

So it's not their own problem now, if Yang Mu goes crazy and kills people, the whole family will die.

Fortunately, Yang Mu didn't dare to do anything after putting away the car, he just breathed out, looking listless.

"Okay, rest for a few days before leaving."

Wen Sijia came up with an idea.

She felt that Yang Mu's condition was too bad, and no one knew why he was suddenly depressed.

This may be a sequela of the 330th century.

So Wen Sijia decided not to leave, and stayed to give Yang Mu psychological treatment.

It doesn't matter to Yang Mu, these days he is like a walking corpse, he can walk or not.

He took out the house and flew out. Several of the thieves collapsed and sat limply on the ground.

Some believers have already started kneeling and prostrating, thinking that this may be the incarnation of God.

Yang Mu ignored them, went up to the second floor, and went back to his room to sleep.

It was just dawn at this time, he slept in the car last night, and now he still wants to sleep.

After a while, the door opened and Wen Sijia came in and woke him up by pulling his ear.

"what!"

Yang Mu got a little angry and yelled directly.

Wen Sijia was startled.

From getting married to now, Yang Mu has almost never yelled at her.

He was also angry at first, but he thought that his purpose was to treat Yang Mu who had psychological problems, so he suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Wake up and don't sleep, I'm talking to you."

"Let's talk about it later, I'm tired."

"I've been sleeping for the past few days, and I don't care about anything. It's not like you."

"This is me, do you think it's easy to be a beggar?"

"what?"

"I think back then when I was on the street, I would sleep and eat, and just lie down anywhere after eating and sleep. Living in a daze is life."

"Do you remember the past again?"

"What is there to think about the past? I have long forgotten."

"Then why are you doing this these days? Don't you know that we are worried about you?"

"Are you worried about me too?"

"of course."

"I thought you didn't care about me."

"Yang Mu! If I don't care about you, why would I come chasing after you, and then follow you to get angry?"

Wen Sijia's voice had a hint of crying, aggrieved.

Yang Mu lay there speechless for a while, opened his eyes, and saw Wen Sijia looking at him with teary eyes.

what……

Cried?

Yang Mu tried his best to recall, it seemed that he had never seen Wen Sijia cry.

Strong woman.

Yo Yo Yo, this mouth is pouted.

Yang Mu sighed, and finally concentrated his attention on Wen Sijia.

"Why are you crying? I have wronged you? My voice was a little louder just now, but I didn't mean to offend you."

Yang Mu went over and hugged Wen Sijia in his arms, and Wen Sijia cried out like a child.

Yang Mu comforted.

People in this world always have thousands of emotions, and many seemingly abnormal behaviors actually happen to people.

Yang Mu was a little worried, and couldn't figure out his emotions.

Wen Sijia cried for a while, pushed Yang Mu away and said:
"Tell me, why?"

"I... I'm a bit decadent.

"Because of what?"

"I killed the duke before, but it caused chaos in the city. I feel that I am useless. I used to be a tyrant, but I wanted to do something. But after so many years, the sight of killing all the zombies is far away. , I turned into a zombie again, and sometimes I can’t beat the soul-level masters, I’m tired, Sijia, I’m just tired, it’s nothing.”

Yang Mu spoke in a very low voice at the end.

Wen Sijia finally understood what Yang Mu was thinking.

Looking at this man, Wen Sijia's grievance finally turned into tenderness.

Yang Mu is really not easy.

His unhealthy childhood made his thoughts in the post-apocalypse a little inconsistent with the mainstream three views. He seemed to kill casually casually, killing too much, and killing him after all left a shadow on his heart.

So he really wants to fill this shadow. In the original sense, he doesn't want to kill people anymore, he wants to do something good, such as a savior or something.

However, in the end, he found that he could not save anyone, so he was disappointed.

Wen Sijia sighed and said:

"You, why bother? Remember Xiangru back then? The female soldier king! She is upright! But look now, although she has not lost her innate goodness, she is no longer a virgin. Strangers are no danger. She They won't take care of it."

"Is it the right thing to do?"

"It can't be wrong, but it can't be right either. If all the people in the world are selfish and indifferent, then what is there to miss in this world? To live is to be lonely. What's the point of living? "

(End of this chapter)