"Hey, sister, you're so excited. Why did you use the ultimate skill as soon as you get up?"

The bloody girl said coldly:

"The other party has blue level 13 and pink level 13. If I don't take action immediately, do you think there will be a mobile phone? It's level 13 after all."

"My sister is smart, but it's so hard for me. Now I'm going to return to the underground world. With my practice, I guess I can't return to the world without a recovery period of ten or eight years."

"Ten and eight years have not been long for our souls. Go and when you come back to be a human being, my sister will give you some fun things, hehe, for example, keep some humans in captivity, so that they can have fun for you."

"Okay, then sister, I'll leave."

After the Blood Queen finished speaking, she suddenly disappeared.

Huh?

The bloody girl was startled.

What's going on?

The soul power of the Blood Queen disappeared suddenly, which was not like walking away, but more like being swallowed.

Just as I had such an idea, suddenly, the blue light slowly flashed in the darkness of the room.

A man had huge black feathered wings on his back, and was floating quietly.

"Yang Mu? You are not dead?"

Xue Jiao Niang exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Mu was floating quietly in the void, and there was a tear at the corner of his eyes.

He was unconscious, but he woke up immediately because someone was calling him.

"Yang Mu! Yang Mu!"

There was darkness around, and twinkling stars could be seen in the distance, as if he was standing in the universe at this time.

"Who? Who is calling me?"

"It's me, Yang Mu, haha!"

A silver bell-like laughter, Yang Mu looked around and saw a light not far away. Then a beautiful beauty without any clothes arrived beside her. She smiled, hugged Yang Mu's neck, and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

"You Mixue'er!"

"Well, your death angel, will open the death fantasy independently when you are facing a death crisis. Yang Mu, long time no see."

Yang Mu was really surprised. He didn't expect that he was beaten to activate his fantasy of death.

"Mi Xueer, it's been a long time no see. Are you really you? I mean where are you?"

"I was floating around in the universe, as if I had gone so far. I could hardly remember anything. I had no happiness or sadness. The only thing I remember was love. That kind of love made me connect with you and always know your existence."

"Then are you back now?"

"You brought me back, but I'll leave in a while. I use the power of the blue to appear independently before you face the situation of death, and replace your body with my energy. Yang Mu, I'm leaving, you must take good care of yourself and be careful. I won't appear again in the short term, don't die again, then I will not be able to protect you. As long as you let the blue energy slowly recover in your body, I will wake up again and continue to float around the universe without joy or sorrow, very much

A long distance, I clearly remember seeing many beautiful universe scenes, but unfortunately I can't describe it to you now, because I almost forgot it again. Yang Mu, take good care of myself, I am willing to live and die with you, use mine to take back you, I am leaving, we will see you again at the next moment of death, for a month or two, who knows? Who knows when you can recover the cyan stone that I have stored energy, anyway, goodbye, it's great to see you, don't be sad, have love, so I'm happy."

Mixue'er came and left in a hurry, like a dream.

Yang Mu remembered the time when he entered the world of death with her, and also remembered her affectionate confession when she died.

This aroused Yang Mu's emotions.

People live in suffering.

Those who love each other will always be separated, and those who die will always be helpless.

He not only remembered Mixue'er, but also more things.

The tragic fate of his childhood before the end of the world.

When he was a teenager, it was not easy for him to struggle in society.

After becoming a son-in-law, the Wen family's indifference and contempt towards him.

A sense of loss of love for Wen Sijia but not getting it.

The helplessness of wanting to survive and having to face reality after the outbreak of the doomsday.

All the difficulties he experienced after the First Battle of Tyrant City.

Four years lost because of brain evolution.

A year of loneliness that was trapped underground for the sake of the corpse king.

Finally, I saw Li Dahua, but lost seven children.

Finally found his parents Wen Sijia, but he became a zombie again.

Xijing faces the setbacks of Lengshan and Baisu.

The failure of the Battle of Tonggu Pass!

The great escape of the Battle of Elya!

Those who once left memories in their lives but eventually died and left are like Mixueer.

He has been happy, but he has experienced so many misfortunes.

He has worked hard but is always unsatisfactory.

He wanted kindness, but had to kill like a demon.

He wants to be a demon, but he has kindness in his heart.

Why are there always so many misalignments in life?

If you want something, you will lose it when you get it. If you don’t lose it, you will eventually become unwanted.

He said a long time ago that he wanted to kill all the zombies in the world.

Always prepare, year-round.

But now I have become the king of zombies and have less and less direction.

If he could really kill all the zombies in the world, wouldn’t he have to kill himself?

Is this a joke that fate played against him?

All kinds of thoughts are intertwined, and Yang Mu's brain evolution has once again broken through, and he can feel it. Computer terminal::/

The brain connects all cells.

With rapid progress, the development rate has reached 70%!

The powerful energy rolled in the body, and Yang Mu could see his churning cells flashing with yellow light.

It is also a microscopic world, where cells divide and fuse under the wrapping of yellow energy.

The main soul flies in these cellular blood vessels, as if it is traveling through the void universe.

He also saw some colorful light spots. Is that the soul power of the zombie virus attribute? It turned out to be distributed throughout his body.

When I arrived at my brain, I saw a hundred colors of emotional spells, all kinds of them.

Yang Mu couldn't understand what kind of emotions these were.

There are many floating souls here, which he has obtained by absorbing other souls. They all surround them the moment they meet the main soul.

Fantasy reaches its peak instantly, endless.

He now has a set of thirteenth, many twelveth, many eleventh, tenth, and various high-level rough stones.

He had not completely subdued and controlled these rough stones. Until now, he truly felt the contact between all the main souls and all the rough stones.

Fantasy does not require naming.

Fantasy is not a move, not a skill.

The true fantasy is freedom, natural and natural, a thought of the sky, and a thought of the earth and sea!

The main soul flew out of his body directly, and the magic mind technique had reached a very high level, fusing the energy in his body, which increased his ability to control the main soul.

The brain evolved a bit late.

Because his body has long been stronger.

Level 13 yellow body, the soul body of the fallen angel inherits!

Floating in the air, Yang Mu could see himself floating up.

He was glowing, and a pair of black wings grew on his back.

The thought moved slightly, and the wings immediately ignited fire, turning into a pair of fire wings.

Yang Mu's main soul was not in his body, but at this moment the suspended body raised his head and looked comfortable. Yang Mu actually saw his thin lips slightly open and exhale gently.

The energy was invisible, but Yang Mu could see it. When it floated out, a flame burned and flew out and turned into nothingness.

His body and soul finally reached a perfect fit, which made him reborn as if he was fire!

Fantasy is limitless and free, while natural fantasy is to pursue powerful.
To be continued...