Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 189 The Grand Master of the Yue Family

"Ahem... Alright, fox tail... here it is..."

Two figures, backlit, pushed open the dusty, abandoned warehouse door.

Xiao Yan, carrying Ning Bing on his back, staggered in, supported by a pink-haired girl with twin ponytails who was two heads shorter than him.

However, the warehouse was filled with dust and debris, and there was hardly any place for anyone to rest.

In the end, they could only find a reasonably spacious open space and sit down directly on the ground.

"…call…"

"...Thank you, Fox Tail..."

"...Cough cough...If you hadn't come in time, I probably would have died..."

Xiao Yan's tone was deathly, and his body swayed weakly. Even though he was being helped here, he was still panting heavily.

But with his last bit of strength, he moved the figure he was carrying on his back to front of him and held it in his arms.

After doing all this, he just stood there bent over, head down, eyes wide open, without uttering a sound, as if he were dead.

The fox tail standing to the side could only hold onto its own tail, looking somewhat lost.

Faced with this scene, she racked her brains but didn't know what to say.

Should I offer words of comfort? Or should I say it's okay?

She still didn't quite understand these complicated things.

But she could also sense the oppressive atmosphere surrounding the other person, which made even the lively and active girl a little reserved.

My brain, which is usually the most prone to spouting nonsense, can't come up with any words right now.

Scraping through hazy, distant memories, it seems that when the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, the fawns would stay by the dead mother deer for days, refusing to eat or drink, until they died beside her.

With this in mind, Fox Tail's eyes darted around, and he came up with a solution.

He reached into his pocket and rummaged around for a while, then took out a golden carrot and held it carefully.

She shuffled over to Xiao Yan, who remained silent.

"Here! Eat this! Eating will save you from dying!"

"…Um?"

This sudden action startled Xiao Yan.

He looked up and saw a golden carrot almost poking into his nostril. He blinked, somewhat puzzled.

After a moment's thought about what the girl had said, he roughly understood what she meant: she was offering him food.

"...Thank you...then I'll accept it..."

Unlike his usual stubborn personality, Xiao Yan remained silent for a while before raising his hand and taking the Golden Dragon Ginseng from the other's palm.

He stuffed it directly into his mouth without hesitation and chewed it vigorously.

That exquisitely crisp and sweet taste, at this moment, felt like a bland carrot, which he swallowed roughly.

The swift movement stunned Fox Tail. Her outstretched, fair hand instinctively grasped at the air, and she pouted, feeling a pang of heartache.

However, within the organization, most people avoided her, except for Xiao Yan, who would chat with her and occasionally take her out for meals.

It's normal for me to give back some now.

Thinking back to what happened just a few minutes ago.

Foxtail, fleeing from its own defensive zone, ran straight through the buildings, heading directly towards the abandoned factory where Xiao Yan was.

Although she seemed somewhat eccentric and unreliable, Fox Tail had secretly memorized Xiao Yan's approximate location when the order was given.

After abandoning her pedestrian street and running away, she thought that only the person she was closest to would accept her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they got close, they saw flames shooting into the sky.

Groups of zombies had already squeezed in from between low buildings and vehicles and were running around everywhere.

This scared her so much that she almost chickened out and turned to run away.

But the good thing is.

Not far below, on the ground, the injured Xiao Yan was dragging his blood-stained body as he crawled forward, shouting and yelling.

It was spotted at a glance by the fox tail's gaze.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly jumped down to rescue the injured person, using his own speed.

In despair, Xiao Yan stood there for a moment, then, under his command with a look of surprise, found Ning Bing on the roof of a car in a corner of the defensive line.

After that, we followed the route with the fewest zombies and arrived at a corner of the abandoned factory, inside a makeshift warehouse.

Because of its relatively remote location, there's no need to worry about being overwhelmed by zombies in the short term, allowing for a temporary rest and recovery of stamina.

However, the question of how to escape afterwards made Linghuwei frown and ponder deeply, his little brain almost overloaded.

If she were alone, she could escape no matter what.

But the two people next to them looked like they were seriously injured, covered in blood.

Based on Foxtail's experience in jungle survival, it's very difficult to outrun a predator while carrying an injured teammate.

Besides, Sister Ning Bing looks like she's almost dead.

In the midst of the brainstorming and the tension, Foxtail plucked a few tufts of snow-white fur from the tail she was holding.

This is a subconscious action she only takes when she's under the most stress and mental pressure, which shows just how serious the situation is.

Regardless of whether Foxtail can come up with any solutions.

The other end.

After swallowing a Golden Dragon Ginseng, Xiao Yan did not trigger the regeneration effect of the medicine, but he still instantly regained a lot of physical strength.

The weakness caused by excessive blood loss from the wound was immediately relieved, and the limbs that had become cold were able to regain some strength.

However, nowadays, he no longer cares about his physical condition.

He looked down again at the person in his arms.

Only a steel bar, about an inch or a foot long, protruded from his chest and abdomen, blocking his view.

Not much hesitation.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, raised his hand, grabbed it, and roughly pulled it out completely.

"Pfft..."

As some blood and bits of flesh were pulled out by the rough steel, a hole appeared running through it, but no more blood flowed out.

"Clang!"

The metal, stained dark red with blood, was discarded on the ground to the side.

After doing all this, he picked up Ning Bing, who was now lifeless, from his arms.

The excruciating pain piercing through my abdomen was nothing compared to the agony of seeing the pale face of the person in my arms.

"Uh...cough cough..."

When sadness strikes, you want to scream in anguish, to roar to the heavens, to release the pent-up emotions that feel like they're crushing you.

But the punctured lung only made him cough violently and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Spots of crimson blood fell on Ning Bing's dead cheeks, like plum blossoms dotted on snow, startling Xiao Yan.

Then, he quickly raised his hand to wipe it.

However, his hands were covered in even more blood, and after some attempts, he only managed to spread the bloodstains into a deep crimson.

As she wiped her face, glistening tears dripped down Xiao Yan's filthy cheeks, dissolving into a pool of blood.

At this moment, Xiao Yan felt empty, as if he were the one whose heart had been ripped out and whose chest cavity had been emptied.

Resentment, regret, unwillingness, anger... so many mixed emotions.

In an instant, his mind, which had been filled with all sorts of negativity, was refreshed.

For the first time since entering, my gaze left that pale, bloodless, beautiful face.

Downwards, touching the horrifying, bloody wound.

It was as if the hysteria had reached its peak, and the fear had vanished.

At this moment, Xiao Yan raised his still slightly trembling hand and gently tugged at the clothes on both sides of the wound, trying to cover up these "indecent" things.

After trying several times without success...

He simply took off his own shirt, which was also soaked in blood and had turned dark red, and wrapped it completely around the person in his arms.

They were wrapped up tightly, as if afraid that the cold night wind would let in through the hole.

They were trying to preserve a sliver of warmth through this method.

He covered the wound and stared into those wide-open but lifeless eyes.

Xiao Yan's face twitched as he tried to force a smile, but it looked more like he was crying.

Then, he slowly leaned down again, getting close to Ning Bing's cheek.

"...I like you, Sister Ningbing..."

"...Perhaps...cough cough...I should have been bolder, smarter, I'm sorry..."

And so he spoke in a low voice.

The fox tail, meanwhile, focuses on plucking its fur without disturbing anyone.

...I don't know how much time passed.

A burst of noise made the two of them instantly focus their attention.

Hearing the growing footsteps and roars outside, Xiao Yan was suddenly awakened, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and staggered to his feet.

Having suffered serious injuries and then shouldering the weight of another person, he swayed and nearly fell over.

However, he shook his head and politely declined the offer to help the fox-tailed fox who came forward.

"No need, I'm fine..."

As he spoke, he steadied himself, hugged the person in his arms tighter, and then gave them a faint smile.

This caused the fox tail to freeze in mid-air.

Her small face, hidden behind the mask, quickly fell into a slump.

Her long-standing life in the mountains had instilled in her a sense of discipline, and she sensed an unusual atmosphere emanating from the staggering figure before her.

"...Ahem...Fox tail...come closer..."

"...Heh...You've called me 'brother' for so long, and I haven't really responded..."

"...I heard from the old man that you often mention that the kid named Xiao Chuan has made a breakthrough in treatment?...cough cough..."

It seemed that speaking too much in one breath had aggravated the wound.

He coughed heavily a few times, finally spitting out a mouthful of black blood, which seemed to ease his symptoms somewhat.

"I don't have anything to give you right now..."

"...Consider this necklace...an early celebratory gift for you all..."

talking.

Xiao Yan, pale-faced, raised his hand with trembling hands.

She slowly grasped the glittering golden bell necklace around her neck, then suddenly ripped it off.

He then reached out and handed it to the fox tail in front of him, who was looking dazed.

"...Take it...and leave..."

"...Ahem...Tell the boss...I'm sorry...I failed to make him proud...and I failed to hold this line of defense..."

"But I..."

"I can stall a little longer... Let's go out from behind while I'm gone..."

"...With your speed...cough cough...it won't take you long to get out of the Fog Mountain..."

As he spoke, his gaze gradually became vacant, as if he were no longer speaking to the young girl in front of him.

"...Leave...the farther the better...leave Fog Mountain...leave this city..."

After saying that, Xiao Yan held the dead person in his arms and walked step by step toward the warehouse door, which was gradually being filled with distorted human figures.

Against the faint light of the distant fire, only dense clusters of figures could be seen, gradually engulfing the two tiny figures.

Behind him, Fox Tail stared blankly at the scene, his hands unconsciously clenching the blood-stained bell necklace.

The heart, which had always lacked human emotion, seemed to understand something at this moment.

However, this feeling is not pleasant.

But she didn't remain stunned for long; soon, the sounds of fighting came from outside the warehouse.

She knew that the other side was using their last bit of strength to buy time.

Having figured all this out, the fox-tailed fox clenched its silver teeth hidden behind the mask, then re-tied the broken necklace around its neck.

"Wow..."

Turning around, it landed on all fours, its large tail twitching as it leaped up, bursting out amidst the sound of a window shattering.

Then, amidst the torrential rain, they disappeared in a few leaps.

Also at this time.

Amidst the shifting clouds.

A pale red sliver of moonlight peeked out, seemingly foreshadowing a night destined to be filled with death.

……

at the same time.

The heavy rain gradually subsided.

Several hours have passed.

Located at the epicenter of this disaster, there has long since been no trace of human struggle.

Only a few charred pits and barely noticeable bloodstains in the corners hint at what happened here.

The once towering, sturdy, and thick city walls now appear as if they have been devoured by a giant beast, revealing large sections of their internal steel frame structure.

Some weaker or less intelligent zombies were still scratching at the buildings blocking their way.

It emitted a series of chilling creaking sounds.

The drains, clogged with limbs and rags, had become covered with a thin layer of water in the once heavily guarded area during the downpour.

suddenly.

A metal boot, reflecting the dim moonlight, slammed into the water with a sickening, sticky sound.

Raise your gaze.

Then they saw a group of a dozen or so people dressed in black robes and with their faces covered, easily walking into this restricted area along a collapsed wall.

The presence of living beings it carried quickly attracted several weak, white-haired zombies that had been left behind.

However, the next moment.

"Whoosh—! Whoosh—!!"

After the whistling sound of two sharp blades cutting through the air, the tall figure at the head slowly retracted the strange spear he had raised.

The few zombies that approached at that moment slowly shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

It was sliced ​​into pieces in an instant, as if being cut into tofu.

At this moment, the black-robed figure, who had displayed such extraordinary skill, also stopped, raised his hand, and removed the hood that was covering his face.

His face, adorned with a lacquered red general's mask, was revealed.

This person was none other than Yue Feng, the head of the Yue family, who had disappeared for most of the night.

However, at this moment, he took off his wide black robe, revealing a full suit of steel-colored heavy armor that looked as if it were forged from refined iron.

Even some critical parts are covered with dense steel chainmail, as if it were made of cloth.

His entire figure also grew to over two meters tall.

Accompanying it was the long-handled weapon in his hand, which resembled both a sickle and a hoe.

He does indeed have the imposing presence of an ancient battlefield general.

And now, they are facing an increasing number of zombies that have been attracted.

He even took down the huge shield, which was about the size of a door panel, that he had been carrying on his back, and held it in his other hand.

With a single forward sweep, he smashed or cleaved a large group of zombies that were closing in.

Those green-haired corpses that had just emerged from the tomb entrance were merely knocked to the ground by this attack.

They were quickly killed by the twelve black-robed men who followed closely behind, who unleashed various attacks.

"Master Yue, you have impressive skills!"

Just as the group worked together seamlessly and quickly cleared away the surrounding threats, a shrill voice rang out.

Yue Feng turned his head and saw a tall, thin figure slowly emerging from the shadows of the wall beside him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Insect Ant...you were supposed to come in with me according to the plan, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

Despite being someone who had openly defected to him, Yue Feng showed no intention of letting his guard down or allowing the other party to get close.

He gripped his weapon tightly, subtly pointing it forward, his gaze calmly fixed on his elusive subordinate before him, awaiting his reply.

"Of course I haven't forgotten; it's my honor to travel with you."

The twelve black-robed men who were slowly closing in were facing Yue Feng, who stood at a distance with a threatening look in his eyes.

The ant was not nervous at all, and its tone was full of sincerity.

Yue Feng neither confirmed nor denied these remarks.

The eyes behind the metal helmet stared intently for a moment before the person lowered their stance.

He waved his hand, signaling the twelve elites of his clan to step back.

"It's good that you haven't forgotten. Most of the zombies inside have already escaped. Come in with me. Don't worry, what I promised you will be exactly what I promised."

After saying this, he turned around immediately.

Leading twelve family elites, all clad in heavy armor, he walked toward the entrance to the burial pit, which had now turned into a small lake.

The insects and ants, which had been deliberately kept out of the crowd, also consciously moved their bodies to follow.

"Wow... Patriarch Yue is so magnanimous..."

(End of this chapter)