Withered vine of the end of the world rebirth

What would you do if one day you were on the battlefield?

If one day, you have to fight to the death with others, any ingenuity and strategy are meaningless, and you are just fighting for your life, what should you do?

Can you be so ruthless...to end the other party?

With my own hands... kill each other.

That person's warm blood will splash on your face and even into your mouth.

——It's a very fishy-sweet bitter taste, just like the half fried dough sticks dipped in soy sauce that you occasionally eat as breakfast in the morning.

You will see the face of the other party suddenly hideous because of the pain and surprise at that moment.

And the next moment, he will fall down, leaving only you and the sword in your hand with the remaining blood of the other party.

At that moment, the sun is blinding your eyes, and you will not be able to see everything clearly, and you will only hear the sound of the other party falling to the ground.

fell into the dust.

Like the sound of a flower falling from a branch.

Just a little louder than that.

Loud enough that you can clearly catch it amidst the roar of thousands of troops.

The only thing that matches it is the sound of your heartbeat.

One sound after another, full of vitality, but it seems so weak, as if the heartbeat that is still beating at this moment will suddenly stop in the next moment.

Without warning, stop.

Just like the one you just killed not long ago.

Like his heart that stopped beating suddenly, stopped beating.

stop forever.

It is very difficult for a person who has never seen blood to kill.

It's just that places like the battlefield are used to hone people.

There is no one here, only knives.

Only risk your life.

Chu Mo moved his fingers.

A few figures not far away were watching them covetously, their eyes full of killing intent.

The characteristics of their clothes are too obvious. At this time, the enemies of those Song soldiers are obviously other people who are similar to the ethnic minorities. The clothing and appearance of the ethnic minorities are extremely different.

Chu Mo and the others appeared here like this, even if they didn't clearly express their intention to intervene, as the other side of the war, it was impossible for them to turn a blind eye to these "foreigners" who suddenly appeared.

The next battle was clearly unavoidable.

At this time, the few people wearing the soldiers' costumes from the Song Dynasty were clearly no longer fit. The foreigners looked at each other and left three people there to continue to deal with Song and Ming, while the remaining ten people slowly approached Chu Mo and the others. Surrounded.

When Mu Hanyuan moved, he stood in front of Chu Mo.

If it wasn't Mu Hanyuan and Chu Mo who were here at this time, other people suddenly encountered such a situation, even if they had supernatural powers, it would not be so easy to easily deal with the people who were clearly surrounded by them. thing.

One against ten, even if it has supernatural powers, so what?

People honed on the battlefield, even if they are just ordinary people, are not characters that can be underestimated.

What's more, for people who grew up in a peaceful and prosperous world, killing people?Easier said than done?

So if it really counts, those few people actually have a not-so-small chance of winning.

It's a pity—they met Mu Hanyuan and Chu Mo.

Who is Mu Hanyuan?Maybe other people don't know it right now, but Chu Mo knows it all too well.

Mu Hanyuan grew up on the battlefield; the Mu family has been in the army for generations, and the iron-blooded and fearless spirit has long been engraved in his bones, and has not changed for generations.

For him, killing people on the battlefield is just commonplace, and he has long been used to it.

——That's why he can be so comfortable in the last days.When ordinary people were still afraid of zombies and didn't have the courage to fight, he had already picked up a weapon and personally killed those opponents who wanted to kill him.

The so-called "No. 1 in the last days" and "the number one supernatural person" can be done casually?

What he needs is a more stable mentality than ordinary people and the courage not to be afraid of fighting.

And Chu Mo...

He had lived in the last days for so long.He has already run out of such things as humanity.

Even if he is facing some old and weak women and children who have no threat to him and have no power to restrain them, he can kill them directly without blinking an eye.

These people who already had killing intent towards him...how could he be reluctant to kill them?

The end of the world has always been a place that tempers people more than the battlefield.

After all, it was just a "troubled world" when there were wars everywhere, but what Chu Mo experienced was a whole "end times".

"It's okay, I can do it myself." Chu Mo stepped forward, patted Mu Hanyuan's shoulder, and motioned for him to move over.

Why do I need other people's protection?

Who in this world can hurt me?

Mu Hanyuan glanced at Chu Mo, paused, and then really stepped aside.

Chu Mo looked up at the people who were surrounding them, and slowly, slowly broke into a smile.

……

……

For Song Ming and the others, this day was undoubtedly a turning point in their lives.

They suddenly escaped from the mortal situation, not only defeated all the enemies, but also successfully fulfilled the entrustment of the deputy commander before his death.

From then on, whether to be promoted to an official position, or to live in a corner, or to be full of wealth and honor, these are all life that they have never thought of before.

But for Song Ming and the others, if you ask them about their memories of that day, what they can remember... is pitifully little.

That day was too chaotic.

Rescuing people in the early morning, meeting on the narrow road in the snowy mountains, being outnumbered in despair, and finally... the blood in that place.

Perhaps even if they were given another ten or twenty years, they would never forget that day that day when the figure standing in the blood stained with blood was smiling.

Shura was reborn from the ashes, lifted Yinfeng upside down, and was single in the moonlight for thousands of miles.

That's right, Yueming.

Obviously when they met, it was only around noon, but when all the enemies died and their cold clothes were stained red with blood, it was already a moonlit night.

From noon to midnight, it took them nearly half a day...to complete a one-sided massacre.

Those few enemies who had made them have no chance of winning in the first place were powerless in front of those two people.

It was obviously just a war without any suspense, but for some reason it lasted so long.

From noon to moonlight.But for six hours, it felt as if they had experienced a whole spring and autumn.

For a long time after that day, Song Ming's eyes were all blood red.

The color of blood is extremely red.

There are also those two figures... the one in white clothes is still white-clothed to win the snow until the end, without a trace of dust, just like the snow on the high Tianshan Mountains, cold to the bone, but also extremely clean and clear.

The other one looked completely covered in dust.The blue clothes that were originally clean and light in color were actually dyed bright red by fresh blood.

There was hardly any blood on the silver-white blade, but the seemingly simple pure black long sword was dripping with blood.

It is said that the sword is the king of the weapon, and its murderous intent is cautious; while the sword is the gentleman of the weapon, it is easy to get out of its sheath, and it leaves three points of vitality in everything.

At this time, it was... completely opposite.

But what I have to admit is... those two people who look like this are so outstanding and thrilling.

The white that does not stain the world, the blue that is stained with blood.

How many times they dreamed of going back to Tianshan Mountain, all they could see were these two colors.

The blue and white are accompanied by each other, which is such a beautiful picture; however, the background is completely dark ink and bloody red.

"Ah……"

Chu Mo reached out to wipe away the blood stains on his cheeks, his eyes were black without any color.

With the bright moon in the sky in front of him, Chu Mo shook off the blood on the long sword in his hand, and the smile on his lips has never changed since the beginning.

It took so long naturally because... no one used the ability in this killing.

He is useless because he doesn't want to; Mu Hanyuan is also useless, but he doesn't have to.

Of course, at the end of the day, Mu Hanyuan had almost stopped swinging the knife, and just stood aside and watched quietly.

Looking at the man with a smile, but the appearance of killing people without blinking an eye.

The black sword hardly casts a sword shadow when it is swung, but it still hurts the eyes of the person it shines on.

He saw the man shake off the blood on the sword, and looked sideways at him, with that familiar smile still on his lips.

Chu Mo's sword is different from ordinary swords. Although it is called a sword, it is extremely wide and heavy, just like the gentle and simple character of that person.

Although Mu Hanyuan never said it, he knew that he liked the way Chu Mo looked over with a smile so, so much.

Gentle, proud, deep-seated tenderness.

The tails of the eyes are raised, and the corners of the lips are lightly raised.

The smile on his lips is so gentle...it makes him willing to do anything.

But at this time, the same smile and the same person, but because of the blood all over their body, they look so different.

No more tenderness, no warmth, only... cold in the full sense.

Unforgettable cold.

Shuang's cheeks, which seemed a little pale at first, seemed to be tinged with blood; the light in those eyes was so bright that it almost ignited the white snow on the ground.

Mu Hanyuan thought in a daze... So red and blue can really give people such a different feeling that is almost heaven and earth.

How can a person who is obviously, obviously supposed to be so gentle look so... tyrannical at this moment?

Chu Mo looked at Mu Hanyuan for a moment, saw that his eyes had darkened, and finally smiled ironically.

Is it really so...

No matter how much he cared about him and how much he wanted to protect him, it was nothing more than that.

As long as he shows the slightest bit of cold-blooded and ruthless temperament, no one can accept it.

Even if what he killed at this moment were only "enemies" in the full sense that he originally wanted to put them to death.

This is unacceptable, so if it is other, how can it be accepted?

What is he still hoping for?

How could the king of the last days, the lord of Lingyun, who was so high and untainted by the dust of the world, accept a person like him?

He is so indifferent, bloodthirsty, inhuman, mean and filthy, he shouldn't be alive at all... Zombie.

Chu Mo closed his eyes, tightened the long sword in his hand, and turned to leave.

The long sword was made of a special material, even if it had been soaked in blood before, it had already drained away all the blood, leaving only the pure black of the sword itself.

He didn't use any wood-type abilities, the blood in this place was all caused by the long sword in his hand.

Although the ability is easy to use, it feels very good to pierce/penetrate someone's body with the weapon in hand occasionally without using a little bit of ability.

Chu Mo has always preferred cold weapons. He always feels that although these swords and swords are cold, they are much closer to the human body than those guns and equipment.

You can clearly feel how you stab/penetrate into the opponent's body, how...kill the opponent.

personally.

The sense of touch and vibration can be completely transmitted through the sword body to the hand holding the sword, and then transmitted to the heart.

This was something that hot weapons like guns could not give Chu Mo.

Chu Mo closed his eyes, feeling the abundant energy in his body.

- The energy of life.

Zombies like to eat human flesh, but they cannot get energy through human flesh - because they cannot digest it.

So what zombies depend on to survive is the... energy contained in human flesh and blood.

Chu Mo is also a zombie, so there is no difference.

But he is the zombie king after all. In addition to the method of ordinary zombies that directly obtain energy by swallowing flesh and blood, he can also directly intercept energy.

The moment after a person dies, those energies that represent life will dissipate because they lose the meaning of existence, leaving only some hidden in the flesh and blood, and as time goes by, those energies will disappear completely one day Exhaustion - so zombies never eat the corpses of long-dead humans.

And Chu Mo's unique ability as a zombie king allows him to directly intercept and capture people by controlling the flow of energy at the moment he kills them, and introduce them into his body, the zombies hidden in his brain In the crystal nucleus.

And completely silent.

A dozen people died here just now, since he gained a lot of energy.

During the time before, he was worried about being discovered by Mu Hanyuan, so Chu Mo endured it all the time, but now...

The strength of this ability lies in its "secrecy". At this time, Mu Hanyuan is at the same level as him, so how could he discover it?

Besides, so what if you find out?

Chu Mo slowly evoked a smile.

At the same level, it is not certain who wins and who loses.

Why should I... care about you?

"careful!"

Chu Mo was taken aback for a moment, but was suddenly pushed away vigorously.

In an instant, he fell to the side and fell to the ground.

Chu Mo froze for a moment, then looked up.

But seeing Mu Hanyuan looking at him, his eyes were full of helplessness: "Be careful."

Mu Hanyuan's injury was not serious, Chu Mo thought coldly in his heart, it was just a cut in the back and waist, and a little bleeding.

But for some reason, his hands trembled violently.

It turned out that not all of the thirteen foreign soldiers died; one was seriously injured, but he was still awake for some reason.

I don't know where the strength came from, but when Chu Mo didn't check, he used all his strength to stab the steel knife in his hand towards Chu Mo.

If Mu Hanyuan hadn't pushed him away, that position——should be facing the heart.

The sword skills of people on the battlefield are all honed in the war, and they only know one kind of sword technique - the knife technique of killing people.

Chu Mo almost killed all his companions, and seriously injured him, it was hard for that person not to hate him.

It is also reasonable to kill him with the last bit of strength.

But what about Chu Mo?

With Chu Mo's ability, he didn't notice that the person didn't get up, nor did he notice the tendency of the person to kill him, why?

But it is……

Chu Mo looked up at Mu Hanyuan.

It's just...the depression in my heart is too heavy, and my heart is already in a mess.