But at this time, dangerous auras came out, and in the street not far away, a large number of corpses suddenly rushed over.

"damn it!"

Song Yu looked anxious, so he could only pick up Wang Yan, turn around and run away.

But unfortunately, corpse armies appeared from all directions and on every street here, surrounding Song Yu and Wang Yan.

"kill!"

Song Yu knew there was no way to retreat, so he held Wang Yan in one hand and a knife in the other, and rushed towards the corpse army in the distance.

But after all, two fists are no match for four hands. Soon, Song Yu's body was covered with wounds, blood flowed uncontrollably, his complexion gradually turned white, and his lips became more and more dry.

He knew that he was reaching his limit.

Suddenly, scenes from the past emerged from his mind. Finally, the picture in his mind was fixed on that day, when they were on their way to Yanzhou, they made a promise during a break that everyone would be alive.

go back.

But now, there are a total of thirty-five people who came to Yanzhou. Now, they are dead and injured. Many people died directly in front of Song Yu, but Song Yu could not save them.

Even Xue Ling died in battle one day ago.

Now, it was finally his turn.

"I didn't expect that in the end, the two of us would die together." Song Yu was a little unwilling. It didn't matter that he died. Anyway, he was alone, but Wang Yan was different.

Thousands of miles away in Tiandu, there are still people waiting for him.

Poof!

Suddenly, a flash of blood suddenly spattered, and Song Yu's arm holding the knife was torn off alive by a mummy.

But Song Yu was numb now and couldn't feel the pain at all.

"Die, it's okay to die like this, I'm too tired, really too tired..." Song Yu looked tired, thinking this.

Death, to him, seems to be a kind of relief.

But at this moment, Song Yu's blood splashed onto Wang Yan's face, and Wang Yan, whose eyes were lifeless, actually woke up at this moment.

"kill!"

Wang Yan's eyes were red, and he let out a loud shout. At the same time, he used his arms hard and used his last strength to throw Song Yu's body away.

"Wang Yan!"

Feeling the whistling wind in his ears, Song Yu suddenly woke up. His pupils dilated and he roared at the top of his lungs. He stretched out his remaining palm and wanted to touch Wang Yan.

Unfortunately, he came up empty-handed.

"No!"

Song Yu's pupils were bloodshot, his face was distorted, and the corners of his eyes were cracked, but he was still getting further and further away from Wang Yan.
Chapter completed!