Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 283

A Ming is an ordinary patrolling guard in the main city, but he is not ordinary.

His ordinary is aimed at many of his companions. Compared with his companions who can cast aura in the sky, he is indeed considered ordinary without any skills.His unusualness refers to his own identity. He has been dead for a long time, but still stands on this land.

For those memories of the long past, A Ming has no memory, he can't even remember how he died, only vaguely remember the feeling of suffocation before death and the dark blue for no reason.

He has appeared in this space since he woke up, and the rest have no memory.He doesn't remember anything and wanders in this space all day long.

A Ming had already noticed his abnormality, and when he just woke up, he found that the heart in his chest was no longer beating.He doesn't seem to be breathing and doesn't feel hungry.

At first, A Ming couldn't believe it, and forced himself not to think about anything else, but only told himself that he was seriously ill.

Over time, he was still unable to gift from this unknown space, while also meeting other "companions".Some guys who were very different from him, not even human.

After squatting by the water and seeing his appearance clearly, he realized what kind of monster he had become.

But what about exclusion?After all, he lived with such a strange appearance.

In this way, he passed through spring and autumn in this cursed space without knowing the sun and the moon.I don't know what to do or how to do it.

Until the pair of brothers came here.For unknown reasons, he became a monster like them and was trapped here.

But they refused to accept their fate and miraculously landed in this space.In this land, towns that are as prosperous as those outside have been established, allowing them, who have lost hope, to live a different life.

And A Ming also became a patrol in the main city, defeating countless opponents.It miraculously went well.

It was supposed to be a happy ending, wasn't it?Humans who forgot their memories and turned into monsters inexplicably found their own home.

But that's not the case.The developments that followed were far beyond A Ming's imagination.

There are more and more "companions" in the main city, and I don't know where they came from.Among them, there are commoners, nobles and monks, but they all have one thing in common, they don't remember what happened in their lifetime.It seems that they all came here after waking up.

And there are fewer and fewer sensible "companions" in this city.A Ming was also discovered after a large number of ore was mined.

Those guys who used to come back to play with him, greet him, and chat with him all disappeared one day from his life, and never disappeared again.

When we meet again, there is only a pair of wooden, walking corpses left.It was as if even the soul had disappeared.

A Ming also tried to find a trace of remaining emotional traces in their eyes, not many, but it really existed.But these guys seem to have been extracted and stripped, and they have completely lost their humanity.

After working hard, A Ming silently closed his hand, as if nothing had happened, and never went to look for those former friends again.Only after that, he never tried to have a deeper connection with other companions.

And another patrol on the same team as him also accidentally lost his friend during that time.He kept A Ming's persuasion and insisted on going to the City Lord's Mansion to report.

As a result, he never saw the teammate again, as if he had never been in their lives.These people also include A Ming.

A Ming continued to serve as the guard of the main city, silently watching everything in the city, not caring about anything.It's not at all obvious that he's lost precious friends and good teammates.

A Ming didn't remember everything in his lifetime, but he also knew that he was only a mortal in his lifetime. After all, he didn't know the moves of those fellow monks.

And this long time is too long for a mortal.It was so long that he had begun to yearn for death, to fall into eternal slumber.

However, what used to be the easiest thing, the most vulnerable mortal, is now a luxury.

But he didn't want to experience Master Tong Ning's torture package.This is how I can endure the years, waiting for years after year.Everything darkened, even more difficult than when he had just become a monster.

Finally, this year, he encountered some interesting things, so that he finally saw a little hope.

On this day, he was bored on his third lap patrol.The main city has become more and more deserted recently, and the only idea left is gone. In addition to the death of the city lord's younger brother, the entire city seems to be dead.

Speaking of patrols, it's actually just a walk.

A large number of mining teams approached, and a large area was covered with blackness, all with empty eyes and empty mechanical footsteps.Yo, the workload is quite heavy, and I don't know where the newly opened mine is.

It seems that there is not enough stock in the city, right?Getting ready to bring in some newcomers.

"Crack—" Just as their team staggered with the opposing team, a crisp sound suddenly came, as if something was broken.Somewhat fascinated.

A-ming only felt that something moist was scattered from the top and fell on his head, on his thin wrists, and on his refined armor.The tentacles were wet, and there was a faint pungent smell in the nose.

Although the zombie's sense of smell has been degraded almost, there is still a sense of similar to synaesthesia.For some reason, A Ming felt that if he still had a sense of smell, the smell would be so unpleasant that he would sneeze.

The original objects that fell, the chaotic zombies, and some of the companions seemed to bend down to pick up something.What happened after that, A Ming can't remember clearly.All he remembered was a shadowy shadow in the chaos that burst into flames.

A Ming felt that the fierce flames he saw that day when he saw the thin figure that rushed over was the most beautiful scene he had ever seen in his life.It is not the blue-black aura that I have seen over the years, but a brilliance that is closer to the color of life.

Of course it's the last time.

After that, he closed his eyes forever and ushered in eternal peace.
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Ning Xia looked at the large group of zombies coming from a distance, pursed her lips, and made a decision with a ruthless heart.

He took out several clay pots from the storage bag and threw them upwards. The fragile pottery pots hunted in response, and the contents fell down.

Then, she non-stop took out the final item and threw it exactly at the planned position. With a little push of the whip, the liquid with a strong smell cracked from it and scattered everywhere.

　This chapter is written from a third perspective and hides a lot of information, um... You can imagine and guess for yourself. |ω)
　　
　
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