Personality Transformation in the End Times

The reminiscence between the words did not stop the sharp offensive, maybe he did have nostalgia for the past, but none of this could stop the man from eradicating his heart.

Using her wrist to separate the two, Yunshuang slid back a few meters to stabilize her figure, while the man just took a step back. Yunshuang knew that such a fight was meaningless, if one of them had to fall, there was no doubt will be myself.

And even if he wins the man, there are still more than a dozen weapons pointing at him around him, this is a dead game, no matter what choice he makes, no matter what the outcome of this battle is, he will definitely die.

But Rao attacked so non-stop for a moment, maybe this made people feel funny, such a disparity in strength would be a waste of effort, but Yunshuang had no time to take care of this, because the opponent's blade didn't give him a moment of hesitation.

The brilliance of the attack approaching the front blade flashed in Yunshuang's eyes. He raised his hand to block his shoulder, but he felt a dull pain. Because of Qiu Yanxiu's attack earlier, his left shoulder, including his abdomen, suffered a lot of damage, and now these wounds are getting worse. Make your own presence stand out.

Footsteps staggered and figures changed, Yunshuang kept dodging and trying to find the moment to reverse the defeat, but the opponent was so sophisticated, he would not give Yunshuang a chance.

The footsteps left an afterimage approaching, the attack only passed through dozens in a flash, the speed of the movement was beyond the reach of the naked eye, and everything could only rely on the instinct that one was born with, which was the fear of danger and death perception.

The heart is dissatisfied with the high-load operation and almost jumps out of the chest cavity, sweat seeps from all parts of the body, the pain makes his arms gradually numb, but makes his consciousness more clear, Yunshuang knows how long he can hold the weapon steadily like this .

Looking at the man in front of him who didn't even shed a drop of sweat, Yunshuang felt the limitations of his body. He didn't know how many monsters like Qiu Yanxiu had under his command, but there was no doubt that fighting him was like hitting a stone with an egg.

A voice of despair called out in his heart, and Yunshuang knew that the voice belonged to that damned personality, he could smell the change in his emotions trying to take control of his body, and once he appeared here, not only would the enemy go to destruction, but he would also follow suit. Step into the grave.

Xiong walked in front of him, crushing him into the dust with powerful force, watching the bright white light in front of him enlarge in his pupils and gradually filling his field of vision, Yunshuang still felt unwilling, even now he was still unwilling to be slaughtered.

Pulling the weapon backhand, the blade slashed towards the opponent's neck. He was determined to fight for his own survival even if it was against the clock. He was betting who would have the faster blade, and who would be the first to cut off the opponent's head.

Blood dripped from above, and the bright red color was particularly eye-catching in the field of vision. Yunshuang's chest heaved and fell, and the man's throat trembled accordingly.

The light of the weapon flickered on the neck, and the blood floating on it smeared from the side of the neck to the entire collar. Yunshuang threw her arm aside, glanced at the sharp edge of the weapon and smiled, and saw that the tip of the sword was stained with scarlet.

If you can still see Yin Ming, you must ask him to lengthen the blade a little bit, Yun Shuang thought so, looking at the man's face, he understood that the weapon just brushed the opponent's neck, and the depth of its penetration was far less than lethal. And this also means that he will die in Huangquan.

There was coldness all over his body, he had expected this way of welcoming death, but he didn't expect it to come so fast, so caught off guard, he stared at that person's face closely, as if preparing to engrave this person's appearance in his heart forever.

"What's your name?" The expected death did not come, but the man's words came from his ears, his voice was still light and emotionless, but Yunshuang didn't care about it and just replied "Yunshuang, my name."

Doom wrapped around the two of them coldly, Yunshuang quietly looked at the man's face, only to see a few strands of silvery white hair dangling in front of his eyes from the black robe.

"Yes, he gave you a very good name, but please cherish this body next time, after all, it carries too many expectations." The man replied, and Yunshuang's pupils suddenly dilated, and then his consciousness was lost. Blood stained red sinking in the darkness.

The blade was pulled out from the neck, and the blood pooled on the ground. The man slowly stood up and wiped the blade and stood in front of Yunshuang, his expression hidden in the black robe, making it hard to figure out.

Seeing this scene, many people in black robes were silent for a long time, and then dispersed, leaving only one person standing beside him and said, "Let's go."

Hearing this, the man didn't move away. He just said, "I want to build a grave for him. He is also the son of that man. I don't want to see his dead body become food for zombies."

Hearing these words, the man nodded his head lightly, but his eyes stayed on Yunshuang for a while, then he squatted down and touched Yunshuang's neck lightly with his fingertips, making sure that the man had no pulse, and then he stood up and sighed .

"We can't go against his will. Don't let our lives be held in anyone's hands." After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared into the distance, leaving only the man quietly looking at Yunshuang, and then slowly slipped out of his sleeves. Take out a potion.

"Of course I haven't forgotten it. It's just that these days are too boring, and at my age, it's time to go to the ground." He took off his black robe and scattered his white hair, squatting down and touching Yunshuang's body. Putting his head on his lap, he said, "That man gave you your first life, so let me give you a second life."

The silver-white needle pierced in, and the dark green potion was continuously pushed in. The ingredients of the potion flowed along the veins. Yunshuang's tightly locked brows gradually relaxed. He couldn't see his wounds healed quickly, but fell into deep darkness.

At this time, Qi was also facing a stalemate. Although the pursuers were divided into two teams to reduce his pressure, it did not mean that he could escape by luck. These guys seemed to have characteristics similar to Qiu Yanxiu.

No matter how much Qi exhausted their physical strength, it was still the same for them. The only fortunate thing was that they didn't seem to have the terrifying healing power like Qiu Yanxiu.

The breathing rhythm became more and more chaotic. Although the characters who followed were not very powerful, the number reached an astonishing level. I saw a group of black and white people in front of me and behind me, which made my scalp tingle when I looked around.

Weapons were shuttled among several people, raising his hand to face one and the other pounced on him, making it difficult for him to even perform the most basic action of aiming at the target.

And those guys also seemed to be deliberately not to make Qi happy, and only chose to attack in places that were not painful. Rather than killing him with a knife, they wanted to torture each other slowly. he runs away.

The surrounding figures swirled and floated left and right, they attacked from unexpected corners, and then tasted the possibility of not attacking Qi at all.

An inadvertent blade brushed across the calf, bringing out some blood, Qi gritted his teeth in pain, had no choice but to squat on the ground to reduce the range of body contact, trying to avoid attacks from all directions

At this time, the annoying voice sounded, "Why, aren't you very powerful, then come here and try, see if you can catch me." Qi gritted his teeth at the voice, and looked at the radio station beside him, which was very close at hand , but was dragged here by these offal.

Qi looked at the man facing the sun, the anger in his eyes almost made him burn, the face of the man who was looking at him was full of changes, a silver-white weapon pierced him, and his smile stopped on his face in an instant Then, his body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Qi was slightly taken aback by this, and Joy's ears were much clearer, but before his joy showed on his face, he heard a familiar voice, which came from another guy he hated.

"It's been so many years since you looked embarrassed, I really miss you when I think about it, you have to hold on for a while, so that I can appreciate it for a while." Lyu slowly walked out from the shadow of the building, her face was as loose as ever , but his body showed that he had just experienced a fierce battle.