Reborn in the end of the world, lying down and being a landlady

She didn't have time to say anything more and rushed forward with all her strength, but Cen Yu blocked her with countless dense shadow blades.

As long as An Lingyu dies, everything will return to normal!

He didn't believe that Jing Mian would risk his life to save An Lingyu!

Jing Mian rushed forward in disbelief, but the shadow blades blocking him from all directions ruthlessly cut off Jing Mian's eight spider legs!

Jing Mian suddenly fell from the air.

In a hurry, Cen Yu caught her when she fell, but her eyes were always fixed in the direction of An Lingyu.

The snow-white, fluffy gauze skirt made her look even smaller, and she was trapped in Cen Yu's arms.

She watched helplessly as Ah Shan used a ray of dawn that pierced through the darkness and rushed straight towards An Lingyu's face!

Jing Mian screamed on the verge of collapse: "No!!"

Even if you stretch your arms out straight, your fingers cannot reach your lover.

She was ashamed.

Why……

Why do you have to bring people to kill the most important person to me?

She mechanically turned her head to look at Cen Yu.

Tolerating my darkness, always treating me as the only one. Lighting up a ray of vivid light for me, we huddled together for warmth, full of hope and expectation for life again, wanting to make the days better and better.

I gave you a safe and secure life under the green trees, but you repaid my kindness with hatred.

Kill the one I love most.

I hate you.

The next second, Jing Mian, with tears in his eyes, suddenly sucked out Cen Yu's vitality!

The two were so close that when Cen Yu flew over to catch her, the green mist seized the opportunity to seep in.

Endless fireflies emerged from Cen Yu's body, and his pure vitality was bubbling out. He no longer looked like a 20-year-old, but had become a 30- or 40-year-old.

He shouted urgently: "Keep killing!"

Jing Mian has not regained consciousness, so An Lingyu must still be alive and well!

On the other side, Ah Shan was surprised and felt An Lingyu's breath at the same time!

"Why aren't you dead!" the lightning boy beside him roared!

An Lingyu, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, wanted to run away immediately.

Ah Shan was very confident in his attack. That blow was a sure kill. He didn't know how An Lingyu managed to dodge it.

But this was not the time to study, so he didn't say anything and launched a fatal attack in a flash.

The lightning boy and the huge strong man beside him cooperated with each other and never held back.

Because they knew that if they were any slower, Cen Yu would be sucked dry by Jing Mian's revenge and turned into a skeleton!

At this time, Cen Yu had become a sixty-year-old man and his voice had become hoarse.

Relying on his strong vitality, he quickly turned into an old man with no attack power.

At this moment, he still had the strength to break her neck. If he took action, he would be an old man once Jing Mian died. If he did not take action, if Jing Mian could not stop, he might be sucked out of his life and die.

But if Ashan and the others could kill An Lingyu before he could no longer hold on, he would still have a chance to return to his original state.

It's a gamble and a choice.

Should we be conservative and seek stability, or take risks and trust?

Cen Yu's eyes became cloudy, deep wrinkles crept up on the corners of his eyes and forehead, his skin became loose and his hair became gray.

That vigorous young body has turned into a skinny old man with loose teeth that are about to fall apart.

He still wanted her to live, even if he died in her hands.

Apart from her, there was probably no one else in the world who needed him so much.

But she is different. She is needed and loved by many people, and the people in Green Shade are waiting for her to return.

If you ever sober up, know that I don't blame you.

But he was too old to say that.

As long as Jing Mian doesn't stop, he will be able to kill Cen Yu.

She could hear her own heartbeat. Cen Yu was going to die, and he would die soon. There would be no one to stop him from destroying the city. It was right to kill the saboteurs.

These words kept circling in her mind. But she stopped extracting abnormally.

His whole body was shaking violently, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his pupils were fixed on the skinny old man who was almost unrecognizable.

Her condition became increasingly severe, almost to the point of convulsions, as if something in her body wanted to break free from its restraints.

The wind and the dying candle, prosperity and decline.

Death was getting very close to Cen Yu, and the god of death's scythe was already raised high, waiting to fall and reap lives.

Next to the slumped and twitching wedding bride is a collapsed, haggard old man. The scene is extremely grotesque.

All the supernatural particles were restless in the air.

On the other side, An Lingyu used the crystal energy weapon "Absence" to hide in the corner.

He didn't expect the ball of light to break so quickly.

For tomorrow's wedding, he invited numerous experts to come to the wedding venue to guard against robbery. When he was in the light ball, he had called these people to rush over from the venue.

He controlled his father An Xiongtao and obtained his life-saving crystal energy weapon "Amulet" to block a fatal blow for himself, but it shattered.

Under the attack of three people, he used "absence" to become invisible and hide his breath.

Just now he saw from afar that Cen Yu was about to die. If he held on for a little longer, he would die! The people who were protecting him had also arrived, which was enough to reverse the situation!

He quietly observed the three people searching for him but could not find him. An Lingyu was confident of winning.

Suddenly he saw Jing Mian stand up and walk over here. Could it be that Cen Yu was dead?

The diffuse green fog prevented him from seeing the specific situation. He suppressed his excited heart and held his breath, still daring not to move.

The three looked at Jing Mian in doubt. The green mist did not follow her here.

"What's going on with her?" The Thunder Boy couldn't understand the current situation.

Ah Shan looked at Jing Mian's expressionless face and could not see any result.

Then Jing Mian did not walk towards them, but instead walked to a wall full of messy ornaments.

She suddenly smiled strangely: "Found you."

With a "puff", the sudden sharp dagger pierced the invisible An Lingyu.

An Lingyu held back a mouthful of blood as his chest had been pierced.

He couldn't figure it out but still insisted that the prototype had not been revealed.

The dagger Jing Mian pulled out was stained with blood. She stabbed it hard again, pulled it out and stabbed it again, each time faster than the last.

The hand that stabbed the knife almost disappeared.

An Lingyu suddenly appeared, his body turned into a sieve, covered in blood. He opened his mouth but could not speak.

There were myriad complex emotions in his eyes that were difficult to describe.

Jing Mian came to him like a demon from hell, "What a pair of eyes."

After saying that, she pressed An Lingyu's head roughly and gouged out his two eyeballs.

Seeing An Lingyu in so much pain that he could no longer hold on and was about to die, she used some of her special powers to heal his upper body injuries.

But the eyes were still two bloody holes.

"A Mian..." An Lingyu's tentative call was cut off by Jing Mian's tongue.

A large amount of blood gushed out of his neck, and An Lingyu was about to die again due to severe pain and suffocation.

He was healed by Jing Mian again, and this time Jing Mian smashed every bone in his body, preventing him from dying quickly and suffering from sharp torture. The last puddle of mud, his skull was shattered.

This time Jing Mian used more of his supernatural powers to treat him.

The two strange psychics standing behind her watched as the beautiful person madly killed An Lingyu with cruel and extreme tortures over and over again.

The pure white wedding dress had already been stained with large patches of blood.