Blood stained the villa's windows red.

You can see the red lines sliding irregularly from the top of the window to the bottom. Qin Mo was unable to knock on the window and could no longer see the scene outside.

This is black blood.

But what Qin Mo saw was indeed dazzling red.

Suddenly, when he returned to Mangshan, he could not see anything at that time. The first thing he said when he woke up was to ask if Shen San had come back, so he should be able to celebrate New Year's Eve! That day, he clearly remembered that it was New Year's Eve.

He walked down from the top of Mang Mountain step by step, saw the snowy scene, and saw one corpse after another covered under the thick snow.

He didn't have time to say goodbye.

God Three is back.

But it's not here anymore.

The blood that was awakened was still splashing on the window, spreading layer after layer.

In the dark, I always seem to have an indescribable relationship with God 3. It is a blessing to know God 3, but it is unfortunate to know God 3.

No matter what God is ignorant, he cannot get rid of a fact... He once destroyed the entire God three times because of himself.

Now, because of myself, the entire God Three still leads to the second death.

God Three is not unable to die.

But Qin Mo felt selfishly that he could no longer die for him. He could not withstand such a burden, which made him unable to breathe.

He could vaguely hear the people from Shen San outside shouting out their names one by one.

They left one after another... and there were ten minutes and 32 seconds left before the purple barrier was broken.

at this time.

In the courtyard, corpses covered the entire villa, and some of them were completely piled up together.

There were more than 700 people in Shen San died, and without exception, they all committed suicide. At this speed, Shen San could completely survive until the purple barrier was broken. It only needed to continue at this speed.

Shen Wuming sat in front of the villa door, smoking quietly.

The ground in front of him was covered with cigarette butts, wrapped in black blood, and was also dyed black.

The courtyard was filled with the smell of prickly blood, which was very pungent. The blood of the undead was as disgusting as that of human blood. There was no difference except for the distinction between colors.

He was quietly waiting for death, and also watching the death of three gods.

Shen Feng, not far away, suddenly laughed miserably.

Shen Wuming raised his head stiffly, and a purple barrier appeared on Shen Feng's chest, and the ancient totem was as dazzling as the rising sun in the daytime.

"Captain, I'm leaving."

Shen Feng said.

Shen Wuwei waved his hand and didn't want to say more. Most men's farewells are like this. Saying more words or actions are all extremely pretentious.

"Thank you for your care in both worlds."

Shen Feng bowed deeply to Shen Wuming and pulled out the dagger at his waist.

He shouted with the greatest strength of his life, "Take my God's clothes and protect me of Chinese men!"

Blood bloomed like a black rose in front of his chest, and a dagger pierced into his chest, and he fell straight to the ground.

The deputy commander of Shen San, Shen Feng died! When Shen Feng fell down, the remaining more than a thousand people from Shen San’s group tore off the sign of Shen San on their clothes and held them in their hands.

They sang loudly to the sky and shouted in unison.

"The ancient camps of more than ten miles have been singed together with horns of eight hundred miles!"

"The broken branches and flags rise with the wind, and the souls of the dead will rise up!"

"Forget all sentient beings here suffer, and return to the great heroes of the nine provinces!"

"Take my God's clothes and protect my Chinese son!"

The sad singing sounded in the purple barrier. People outside the barrier could vaguely hear the sound from inside. Even missile fire could not cover up their loud singing. This may be the privilege given by God to every hero, allowing their voices to pass through this isolated barrier.

The leaders couldn't help but walk out of the command room.

They stared at the purple barrier with a complicated expression. The bombing continued at this moment. They could not see the situation inside at all. They were all blocked by the flames that were constantly exploding.

"This is..." "The voice of God Three!"

Emperor Qin said in a trembling voice, "They are still persevering."

"What does that mean?"

Li Shimin frowned and asked strangely, "Why haven't I heard of this poem?"

During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, there was the most prosperous poetry culture in China in the past 5,000 years, and it even produced a group of poetic immortals such as Li Bai and Du Fu. Looking at Chinese poetry, most of Li Shimin had heard of it.

The other leaders shook their heads and puzzled them, and they had never heard of them.

"It was the poem written by Qin Mo to Shen San."

Not far away, a veteran who had participated in the ancient battlefield shouted excitedly, "The last masterpiece of Shen San was guarding Mangshan by the lonely army, and the last masterpiece was this song "The General"!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked at the purple barrier with respect. Even the leaders of the top ten dead areas looked at the purple barrier with respect.

"They are still persevering."

Emperor Qin murmured.

Accompanied by "The God General", Shen Um Yu slowly walked forward.

Ancient purple totem lit up on his chest, which was a sign of possession and a signal of the generous death of the three gods! "I, Shen Um, have been in the third level of God in this life!"

Shen Um Yu smiled carelessly. He turned his head, looked at the villa behind him, and shouted loudly, "Hey!! Bad boy! Live well! Go back and burn more paper money for you Umbrella!!"

Swish! Blood splattered everywhere! The blood of Shen Um Yu splattered in front of Qin Mo's eyes.

Qin Mo staggered back and took a step back. He trembled, got up hard, and knocked on the window desperately.

The dazzling bright red tears slid down the corners of Qin Mo's eyes, and two lines of blood and tears slid down his cheeks. This was the only red blood in the undead world.

"I don't want you to die...I don't want you to die..." Qin Mo yelled in a trembling voice.

In the courtyard.

God was ignorant and looked down, not knowing what he was thinking.

It was not until a purple totem appeared on his chest that he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, looking like he felt relieved.

Waiting for death is no better than death.

He finally waited for this time and no longer had to watch the three of God fall down in front of him.

"After I die, you continue to follow the previous orders."

The three gods watched him, and the voice of the "God General" became louder. The leader who had been in charge of God for 300 years never regretted following him.

Shen Wuming stood up and stretched. He knocked on the window of the villa behind him, "Boy, take care of yourself."

Then, he pulled out his dagger.

The purple ghost fog was crazy about catching up with him, but the monster was already a little angry and its speed increased to the extreme.

However... the speed of suicide was far faster than that of him.

The cold dagger aimed at Shen Wuming's heart. He slowly closed his eyes and stabbed it quickly.

Boom!! A violent explosion sounded at this moment! A powerful sword energy cut off the Immortal Gourd barrier and the villa!! The villa collapsed instantly, and collapsed and fell like a shattered destruction! A large amount of dust was raised in the purple barrier, covering all the sights in the entire barrier.

The dust of the loess slowly dissipated... A young man stood in front of Shen Wuming and grabbed the dagger tightly, which was only one millimeter away from Shen Wuming's heart.

He slowly raised his head.

The air seems to be still.

Shen was ignorant, and everyone in Shen San looked at him in a daze, including the ghost.

He stood on a ruin, his palm was completely cut by the dagger, and blood slowly flowed down the dagger. He forced himself to use the flesh in the palm of his hand to block Shen Wuming's suicide! "I had no choice before."

His voice rang out empty in the courtyard, "Now, it's different."
Chapter completed!