Heroic Death System

Successfully joined the Shadowmoon Mercenary Group and left the temporary base with them after two days of rest.

Shadowmoon recruited nearly 30 qualifiers with a level of six or more in order to kill two level zombies wandering nearby. Originally, the two levels of zombies did not send so many masters, but they established their own territory in two abandoned cities, hunting humans and livestock everywhere, and the forces are expanding rapidly. Humans must annihilate them before they form a scale.

"According to the intelligence, the two levels of zombies are in Huaiqu and Baonan, separated by more than two hundred miles. In order to ensure that nothing is lost, we will not separate the soldiers and concentrate on each other." The director of the Shadowmoon Mercenary Corps pointed out the electronic Map, explain the situation to newly joined members.

"Do you know the exact number of zombies? How strong is it?" asked a muscular middle-aged man.

"There are more than 500 in the vicinity of Huaiqu, more than 700 in Baonan, most of them are primary zombies, and there should be no more than 50 senior zombies."

"So what is our first goal?"

"Huai Qu."

Still not involved in the discussion, relying alone on the armored car, the line of sight swept through the crowd, and finally settled on the steps of a man of about 30. He has a short red-brown hair, looks ordinary, dark-skinned, wearing a slightly out-of-the-way off-road outfit, with a bit of decadence and wildness, and the charm of a mature man.

Although the Emperor has already been identified, with that familiar atmosphere, the person can still be recognized at a glance. This fact made him feel embarrassed and once again questioned his judgment.

Why do two different people have the same breath? This is definitely not a coincidence. The feeling between him and his lover comes from the deep emotions accumulated by the redness of the sky and the countless cycles. People are similar, but the soul is unique. You can still be confident that you will not admit your mistakes.

but……

Huo Xuan, disguised as a free mercenary, seemed to be aware of it. When he turned around, he saw that he was stunned first, and then he showed him a shallow smile.

When I first introduced each other, I still remember that he called himself "Yang Rui", a seven-level abilities from the southern town.

It is still possible to look at the left string not far away. After Huo Xuan hides his identity, he is the strongest and highest-ranking person in this team. I don’t know if Huo Xuan told his disguise.

"Well, the information we have at the moment is this. Everyone will take a good rest today and will enter the boundary of Huaiqu tomorrow. I am afraid I will not have time to rest." Baimu put away the electronic map and confessed to the companions around him. Into an abandoned building.

Everyone else packed up their belongings and followed them.

You can still carry a backpack and walk in the end.

"Your companion?" Huo Xuan came to him and asked casually.

"I don't know." It's still cold-eyed, and instantly enters the brushy mode.

"I saw you looking at me just now." Huo Xuan is also following the trend, "Do you know me?"

“I don’t know.” It’s better to step up and find the right place to rest.

The head of the team allowed everyone to concentrate on the second floor to avoid distracting power.

I was able to quickly find a neat and tidy vacant room. I went straight in and was about to close the door. I found that Huo Xuan did not know when he was standing in the middle of the living room, raised the sofa with his feet up, and took a shot of dust. , throw the package on your shoulders.

I can still put it on the door frame and say to Huo Xuan, who is not invited, "I am sorry, this room is mine, I am bothering you to go out."

How does this guy, like the emperor, like teleportation?

"Sleep together." Huo Xuan calmly returned.

Sleeping at you! Still glaring at him, thinking about whether he should be driven out of domineering, or to leave himself mellow. In short, you can't stay in a room with Huo Xuan, otherwise the emperor will come back and the fun will be big.

According to the character of the fair, I will step back and broaden the sky and always be good with others. Now that you have to do it right with Huo Xuan, you should be a bit sloppy.

So, he walked over with impetuousness, grabbing Huo Xuan’s t-shirt and dragging it rudely.

"Tear it", Huo Xuan did not move, but the t-shirt was torn into two pieces, revealing eight healthy abdominal muscles.

Huo Xuan looked down at his t-shirt and said: "You tore my clothes."

Still holding a broken piece of cloth, silently speechless: a human leader, dare not wear a few good quality clothes!

"Do you see?" Huo Xuan looked at Shangke, and he was ready to discuss the compensation.

I can take off my backpack and pull out a t-shirt from inside and throw it at Huo Xuan: "The clothes are for you, this room is also for you!"

As it turns out, he has no talent for being a bad person. Or, he can't get up with this man.

"Leave it." Huo Xuan's voice came from behind him. "The other rooms are already full. Going out, it is inevitable that it is inconvenient and will treat each other."

Still able to step in, or left the room. In the corridor, the second floor was indeed full. He had to go up to the third floor. Although the head of Mr. Baimu asked everyone to concentrate on the second floor, he had intended to be a nuisance nuisance, and he did not have to care about other people's views.

As night falls, the zombies hiding in the dark have come out to move out, and from time to time they have a beast-like snoring.

There are not many zombies in this area, but there are dozens of scattered, and the Shadowmoon Mercenary Corps only sent two members to clean up the nearby zombies.

Still lying in bed, as always, no sleep.

Waiting until one o'clock in the morning, the emperor quietly sneaked into the room, and then fell to the bed, will be able to hold into his arms. A strong **** sputum, mixed with a pungent body odor, left the face, but still frowned, pulled the emperor and dragged it into the bathroom.

There is no energy supply in the abandoned city. You can only use your own water magic to soak the towel and slowly scrub the stain on his body.

The emperor stared intently at the person in front of him, and the golden eyes sparkled in the darkness.

"What are you doing?" asked.

"Walk." The emperor replied casually.

Can a walk "scatter" a blood? I was able to glance at him and did not continue to ask.

The emperor put his hand on the wall, bowed his head and licked the still lip, and turned it. The chilling power of the body gradually dissipated, and only one piece of fiery heat was left.

Although the emperor performed normally in front of Shang Ke, the desire to kill in the body made him excited and difficult to control. He often disappears for a while, mainly to find prey and vent his tyranny.

I used to be unscrupulous, but now I don't want to see a trace of fear and disgust in this person's eyes.

"Don't...the downstairs are all powers." With the perception of the six-level abilities, it is enough to detect the movement upstairs.

Where does the emperor care about the abilities? He held up his hair and strode toward the bed...

The next day, Shang Ke and the members of the Emperor and Shadowmoon Mercenary Corps gathered in front of the building, then grouped into the car and headed for Huaiqu.

A group of people arrived at a small town on the border of Huaiqu at dusk. When they first entered the town, they encountered more than a dozen zombies. The level was not high and was easily solved by the members of the Shadowmoon.

However, they have entered the territory of the level of zombies, and they are likely to encounter attacks at any time, and must be extra careful.

Baimu sent three people who are agile and good at hiding, and went to the Huaiqu Center to investigate the situation. The rest of the people stayed in the town for a while and prepared for the battle.

In the evening, none of the three abilities who were responsible for the investigation returned, and the atmosphere of the mercenary group, which was still relatively relaxed, became dignified.

The crowd was huddled in a small building, watching the zombies walking around, and their faces were not very good.

"The number is more than we expected." Song Bin put down the curtains and whispered.

"The investigators are unclear, and we can't accurately judge the situation in the Huaiqu Center." Baimu looked up and looked at the left string sitting on the sofa. "Left string, I am afraid I will trouble you to take a walk."

Nodded to the left string and said: "I need a helper."

"No problem." Baimu smiled. "The people of us pick you up."

"Then he." The left string pointed to the corner.

Everyone looked at his gesture and saw a handsome young man, it was acceptable.

Yes: I can't let him be a quiet beautiful man when he is lying and shooting.

"Are you calling ‘Chanke’?” Baimu said gently. “This investigation task will be handed over to you and the left string.”

Still can't speak yet, Huo Xuan suddenly said: "Plus me."

"You?" Baimu apparently did not know Huo Xuan’s disguised identity and hesitated. "This mission is very dangerous. If you are not sure, don't force it."

Although this man named "Yang Rui" is a seven-level abilities, he has never seen him, and everyone does not know much about his strength. However, the characters who are different from Huo Xuan and Zuo Xian have different strengths.

"I know." Huo Xuan's tone is flat, but with a bit of unquestionable pride in his eyes.

Baimu looked to the left string and asked, "Left string, what do you think?"

The left chord did not look at Huo Xuan, cold and said: "just."

He stood up and left a sentence: "Come on" and disappeared into the room.

The last two words are obviously for Shang Ke and Huo Xuan. Looking at him, he does not seem to know Huo Xuan’s identity?

While still walking along with Huo Xuan, he secretly looked at him.

"You peek at me again." Huo Xuan suddenly spoke.

Acceptable: "..."

"I will stay next to me." Huo Xuan's figure flashed and disappeared into the night.

Still standing at the door of the small building, blowing the cold night wind, just want to say to the two masters: Do you think people around the world will teleport...

At this moment, I could suddenly feel the waist tight, and then I was caught in a familiar embrace. The scene in front of me changed quickly, but it was a few miles away.

Oh, his zombie king is back. Can still hold the man's neck tightly, put his face on his chest, stretched out like a tame cat, let the man take him to run and fly with him.

Ten minutes later, the two stopped at the top of a building.

“Come on?” It’s a week to look around and see only a dilapidated floor with a layer of unevenness.

The man behind him did not speak, and the strong arm was still circled on the waist.

I can still look back, I thought that the person behind him was an emperor, but the result was Huo Xuan!

"Huo Xuan, how are you?" Shang Ke suddenly stepped back, can't believe that he actually admits wrong? In the case of such a close distance, I still admit it wrong!

Although the two are similar in body shape, the body temperature is cold, and they all have the familiar atmosphere, but one is a zombie, one is a human being, he can't admit mistakes anyway!

"What's wrong?" Huo Xuan quietly stared at Shangke, his eyes as deep as midnight.

"No, nothing." Still can look away and try to calm his breathing.

"You really recognized me." Huo Xuan's voice was full of joy.

Even the left string that he spent with him did not see through his disguise, but this person recognized him at first sight.

Still candid: "No, I admit it."

Emperor and Huo Xuan, who is his man? He is going crazy! Give him a quick hurry!