MTL - Return of the Dead [Holo]-Chapter 46

our future.

What does our future look like?

Every dead person present unconsciously set their eyes on the corpses lying in the middle of the field. No matter what kind of thoughts they had, every dead person couldn't help but shiver.

Mo Ran's slender and pale fingers landed on the face of the dead person closest to her. This was an extremely young face, estimated to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, probably because the death was too sudden. His face He still kept the surprise and disbelief when he died. This expression mixed with his too young face, looked extraordinarily ferocious.

Mo Ran's fingers seemed to have magical powers, so she gently stroked that ferocious and young face, and the heartbreaking and desperate expression on that face gradually eased, and finally, it returned to normal. The appearance, showing a bit of peace.

"Our future, there are only two endings, either lying down and dying like them, or standing up and living like us now." Mo Ran with downcast eyes stared at this too young face, Cold dampness flows through the thick eyelashes.

Finally, her fingers left this too-young face, she stood up straight, turned to all the dead, and looked down at each of them, with an unprecedented coldness and alienation on her face.

In this lonely night, Mo Ran's voice seemed to be like the ice in the extreme north, hitting each other with hard and icy voices, like a pair of sharp blades that wiped out the last luck in everyone's heart Crushed.

"Would you rather lie down or stand?"

After only a second or two of silence, all the dead in the playground shouted their answer in unison: "Stand! We will stand!"

"We have to stand up and live!"

"We have to stand up and live!"

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The night wind howled, as if it was a ghost, quietly bringing a desolate chill, but no one was afraid of this kind of coldness. At this moment, in the hearts of every dead person, a handful of blue flames were ignited. The flame of color, they want to let this flame burn.

Just when everyone was shouting crazily, Mo Ran raised his hand. Everyone didn't know why, but they still silenced their voices, and then saw Mo Ran softly speak towards the back of the playground: "You think about it?" Yet?"

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His whole body was covered in mud, his face was almost invisible, his body was slightly bent, and he looked a bit decadent, but if he looked carefully, he could still tell that this person was none other than Xue Changfeng, the president of King's Landing.

Xue Changfeng always thought that the place where he was standing was very hidden, so he didn't expect to be discovered by Mo Ran at all. When Mo Ran stretched out his hand to him, he couldn't help shaking heavily, and he just stood there , All of a sudden, the negative emotions of shame, regret, self-blame, etc. completely flooded his heart, making him almost want to turn around and run away.

However, he did not escape.

Because, at this moment, Mo Ran's voice sounded again: "If you think about it, there is no way out."

retreat?

Yes, retreat.

Xue Changfeng suddenly froze.

Why does he have to retreat? No, no, it should be said, does he still have a way out?

No.

When he believed in Bai Wei, he had no way out; when he refused to listen to Mo Ran's advice and insisted on going his own way, he had no way out; when he proved his trust with 113 fellow clansmen, it was a ridiculous game When the tragedy happened, he didn't even have a retreat.

Where can he go?

Leaving King's Landing? Refuse to associate with everyone? Or refuse to admit that he is a dead person?

No, no matter which road it is, it is not what Xue Changfeng wants to take. ,

What Mo Ran said was not wrong at all. With the lives of one hundred and thirteen members of his family on his shoulders, he had no way out, and he was not even qualified to die. The only thing he could do was to move forward.

Where is the front?

Xue Changfeng suddenly felt that countless tears welled up in his eyes, flowing out violently, washing away the fuzziness in his eyes one by one.

He blinked his eyes, blinked his eyes again, and his vision finally returned to the original clarity. Under the cold moonlight, he saw a slender figure standing there far away, like a lonely green pine facing the wind. Standing there, there are invisible clouds and fog in front of her, and an abyss behind her. It seems that she has reached a dead end, but she is so indifferent and peaceful there.

Obviously she was standing against the light, but Xue Changfeng seemed to see such a dazzling brilliance on her body. Such a brilliance even made him feel that he could not look directly with his eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the tide

"I've thought about it."

Xue Changfeng heard himself say so.

As he said this, he began to move his already stiff body, and walked slowly towards Mo Ran step by step. All the dead who were standing on the playground all automatically moved towards the two sides to make room for him. There is a way.

Xue Changfeng walked along this road towards Mo Ran. At first his steps seemed very slow and sluggish, but after walking a few steps, his body seemed to regain its vitality and began to become flexible. The pace became more and more solid and certain.

This section of the road was obviously not long, but Xue Changfeng felt that this was the longest road he had traveled. He just quietly looked at Mo Ran standing in the distance, and the more he walked, the calmer he felt.

When he finally stood in front of Mo Ran, he slightly raised his head to look at the woman standing on the small square platform, and felt as if he was staring at the mountain that made him look up, his heart was filled with With a lot of respect and admiration.

This woman who looks too young, Xue Changfeng doesn't know what she has experienced, but standing there is like a lighthouse on the sea, telling the dead forever what to do.

A scorching warm current surged in his heart, causing Xue Changfeng's body to react very naturally. He suddenly clenched his right fist and pressed it to his chest, lowered his head, knelt down in front of Mo Ran on one knee, and said clearly: " I am willing to give my everything to my king and my lord."

Xue Changfeng did this from the bottom of his heart. When he was in extreme despair, it was Mo Ran who gave him a hand. In his heart, this hand was not only for him to live again, but more importantly, for him to find as the target of the dead.

Therefore, this kneeling, he was completely convinced.

However, this kneeling made Mo Ran not expect that her purpose was actually to hope that Xue Changfeng could find the right target and see the current situation clearly. Moreover, Mo Ran never thought about being the king of the dead from the beginning to the end. After all, she She understands her own personality, but she is actually not a very responsible person. She prefers to fight in the south and north with angry horses in fresh clothes. If she wants to become a king, she will be responsible for the entire family of the dead...

She felt like she couldn't do it.

However, sometimes failure is often the weakest excuse.

However, when she was a little dazed, she saw that all the dead who had been standing on the playground imitated Xue Changfeng and knelt down in front of her on one knee. They shouted in unison:

"I am willing to dedicate everything to my king and lord!"

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A strange feeling suddenly filled Mo Ran's body. It was an extremely strange and strange feeling, warm and full of power. It seemed like an electric current just touched her skin and flowed along her whole body. Blood vessels quickly filled the whole body.

And what makes Mo Ran feel the most strange is that this is not a psychological suggestion, but a real and real feeling, and she can even find the direct reaction of this feeling in the character panel.

There is a small golden plus sign behind each attribute, and Mo Ran doesn't know exactly how much value was added, but what is certain is that it will definitely not be too little.

In the previous life, because the deceased had been struggling in a state of extreme scarcity of materials, Mo Ran was like a poor person who cherished all the things she could have. It was precisely because of this that when this feeling entered her body After that, she felt an unprecedented strangeness and stability.

What does this little golden plus sign represent, which she never experienced in her last life...

Although Mo Ran really wanted to figure out what this was, it was obviously not the right time, so she quickly closed the character panel, ignoring this strange feeling.

The dead on the playground seemed to be in an unprecedented frenzy. They watched Mo Ran, waved their arms and chanted slogans, and as their emotions became more excited, Mo Ran could feel the excitement. The heat is becoming more and more obvious.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Ran raised his arms, motioning for everyone to be quiet.

When the place was quiet again, Mo Ran said: "What the dead need is not to die lying down, but to live standing up. Today we stand here and swear to all the same people who are lying down. From now on, no matter in No matter the predicament, we dead must survive, and we must become the real strong in this world!"

Mo Ran's voice was clear and resounding, and each word fell into the hearts of every deceased person, making them warm to this cold world.

Amidst the high-pitched shouts of all the dead, Mo Ran raised his head and took another sip of liquor, then passed the wine in his hand to Xue Changfeng, who raised his head and took a sip, then passed it to the people around him, and that's it, everyone Each of them drank all the bottles of high-strength liquor in one gulp.

and then everyone drinks

Everyone's eyes were red, and they also roared loudly: "The dead! Must win! The dead! Must win!"

The blazing flames burned, and burned on the corpses of one hundred and thirteen dead people. The red flames devoured them instantly, and the scorching flames scorched everyone's skin, as if scorching them cold. s life.

In the raging flames, these corpses turned into black coke, like shadows in the dark night.

The fire had been burning for more than ten hours, and it was finally extinguished at noon the next day. Mo Ran and all the dead gathered the ashes of their clansmen into the jars that had been prepared earlier.

In this almost stagnant and heavy atmosphere, a childish voice suddenly sounded: "Mo Ran, why do humans want to kill us?"

Mo Ran's hands paused slightly, and he raised his head to look in the direction of the sound, but saw a very immature face, it was a young girl, who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, and her face was still stained with dryness. The fallen mud, while collecting ashes, was looking at himself with those round eyes.

Her eyes were full of confusion and anxiety about the future.

This is just a child. If it was before the end of the world, this would probably be a child who just entered junior high school, but now she has to shoulder a fate that is not at all what she should bear at her age.

Mo Ran's eyebrows slightly curved, she looked at the girl and smiled: "Because of greed."

"greedy?"

"We have all been humans before. We should all know that human beings are actually the most greedy. They always want to take all the things in this world as their own. Take it for yourself. And we dead just happen to be these things that don't belong to them."

The girl frowned, looking very distressed, and asked again after a long time: "Then shall we give it?"

"Will you give it?"

The girl immediately shook her head, shaking her head like a rattle: "No, you can't."

"Only the strong are qualified to say no." The smile on Mo Ran's face gradually faded. She glanced at the girl, then turned to look at all the dead present, and said very cautiously: "Only We are strong enough to say no to humans, same if we are not strong enough we fall into the hands of humans

This question was too sharp, and it also carried a kind of horror that no one dared to think about. Everyone present were stunned. They looked at Mo Ran, hoping she could give an answer.

It's a pity that this answer is too cruel.

"Then commit suicide." Mo Ran put down the pot in her hand, she stood up, faced all the dead and tore off her clothes, and then exposed her left chest, the snow-white skin was meaningless under the sun The taste of **** is only coldness and despair.

Su Bai held a sharp dagger, and the dagger fell on the snow-white chest on the left. The tip of the knife pressed a shallow mark on the skin, and then blood flowed out.

"Our heart is our vital point, and it is not only because it will be fatal if it is injured, but more importantly, our heart is a perfect tonic for other races. "Mo Ran smiled when she said this, her tone was relaxed, she put away the dagger, and pulled her clothes on.

From the smile on her face, it is impossible to tell how much what she said and did just now shocked every dead person. Except for Mo Ran, all the dead people subconsciously covered their mouths with their hands. chest.

"What is Shiquan Dabuwan?" Although it is a word as the name suggests, it still makes people dizzy. He Yu grabbed Mo Ran's wrist, his voice trembling.

"It is to eat our hearts and get all our abilities. Although there will be some discounts when receiving them, it will be able to improve our strength after all." Mo Ran made it very clear, although her tone There is no difference in irresponsible small talk with friends, but no one dares to question that Mo Ran is lying.

Among them, Xue Changfeng had the greatest impact. He only found out about Bai Wei's impure intentions for him the day before, and now that he heard the news, his face turned blue as soon as the two were connected.

"Do they know about this?" Xue Changfeng was stunned for a long time before asking.

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, and then understood Xue Changfeng's non-stop questioning.

"I don't know whether they know about this, but they must know that our blood can help their wounds heal." Mo Ran didn't want to deceive Xue Changfeng on this matter, she just told the truth Answer: "But, I don't think they don't know now,

Xue Changfeng almost exclaimed: "Why?"

Mo Ran put the last bit of ashes into the jar, then carefully sealed it, then raised his head calmly, looked at Xue Changfeng quietly with those red eyes like the abyss, and said: "You will not forget How many of our clansmen were taken away by the Netherworld Guild, right? You won’t forget that Bai Wei also left with them, right? You won’t forget what the original purpose of all human beings is, right?”

The three consecutive questions fell on Xue Changfeng's body like a huge stone, knocking him dizzy, his face was as white as a ghost, and he couldn't help trembling all over his body. However, his eyes were astonishingly bright, and he just looked straight at Mo Ran.

After a long time, he let out a long breath: "No, I never forget."

Mo Ran raised her eyebrows: "So?"

Although Xue Changfeng, who has experienced continuous blows, looks very bad, but his spirit is very good. Even his eyes are filled with endless radiance and blazing fire. Say to all the dead: "We must not lose one of our kin."

"We can't let go of any of our enemies."

"Whoever commits my death will be punished even if he is far away."

When he said these words, Xue Changfeng was extremely calm. Mo Ran couldn't even see a trace of the blow he suffered because of Bai Wei's betrayal yesterday. He seemed to be alive again.

The night is like a stick of ink that has just been brewed, so thick that there is a sticky feeling. Walking in this sticky night, it seems that the body is also stained with its deep dullness.

"The Netherworld Guild has moved fifteen kilometers to the west."

"There are less than two hundred people left in the Netherworld Guild."

"It was found that the same clan remained, a total of thirty-nine people."

"I found Huang Biluo's trace."

Mo Ran sat quietly on the side, she was leaning against a lush tree with her eyes closed, she seemed to have fallen asleep.

When it was just getting dark, all the dead from the King's Landing Tianxia Guild had already been dispatched. They galloped all the way quickly, and within two hours they had already arrived near the original residence of the Netherworld Guild. However, they were in vain.

The Netherworld Guild probably also knew that provoking King's Landing this time would be a relatively big trouble, so they have been in trouble since last night.

It's a pity that their opponents were the dead, and several dead who were already very fast and agile directly served as scouts, and under Mo Ran's fast, direct and effective training, they proficiently mastered how to maximize their speed and agility. The best use of the dead's perception and the five senses of the body.

Under such circumstances, the whereabouts of the Netherworld Guild were immediately exposed.

Before midnight, one after another of the news was delivered accurately.

Xue Changfeng glanced at Mo Ran, as if she hadn't heard all the news, he moved his lips and wanted to ask Mo Ran something, but was stopped by He Yu, who looked at Xue Changfeng and said: "The battle is going on this time!" The commander is you, Changfeng, you should make your own decisions."

"But I..." Xue Changfeng was still a little uneasy, his fingers trembling slightly.

Xie Lang, who was sitting on the side, also looked at Xue Changfeng with an unprecedented serious expression on his face: "If you still make mistakes this time, then Changfeng, I will kill you without waiting for Mo Ran to do it."

It was obviously a cruel and cold warning, but Xue Changfeng was inexplicably relieved. He threw away the last bit of timidity and hesitation in his heart, and said to Xie Lang and He Yu, "My back is always open to you."

Xie Lang's eyes couldn't help but flicker for such a promise.

In battle, the back is the most vulnerable place. If someone is willing to open his back for you, it means that he puts his life in your hands, and he puts his trust in your hands. Of course, this sentence For Xue Changfeng, the right to punish was placed in the hands of Xie Lang and the others.

Taking a deep breath, Xue Changfeng stood up. He looked up at the mist in the distance. After carefully calculating the time and distance of the attack, he turned around and looked at all the people who were sitting quietly on the ground and resting. The dead awaiting orders.

"Fellows, it's our time now." Xue Changfeng's lips curled up slowly, and the light of hatred flowed from his eyes.

"Set off!"

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