Ten thousand times return, I am a mentor in the Novice Village

I don't know how long they have been running.

The black rats gradually became fewer, and only the spine mutant was still chasing them.

Zhang Mu felt that he was approaching his limit.

If he continued to run, he would not be able to control himself and would become a demon controlled by extreme power.

He put Yin Xiaoshuang down and turned to rush towards the black light that was chasing him.

Both of them were in a state of near madness, and a new round of fighting began. Their bodies had already been beaten to a bloody mess, and Zhang Mu didn't know why he hadn't been infected yet.

Maybe it was because the demon body itself was mutually exclusive with the black plague.

Or maybe it was because the master had left a backup in his body.

Almost all of the protruding spikes on the back of the spine mutant were broken by Zhang Mu, and Zhang Mu also had many wounds pierced by the spine, and blood was pouring out.

"Puff!"

Zhang Mu felt that his body was shaky. It was the first time he had fought so madly.

Maybe it was the last time.

The world in his eyes had already turned into gray and scarlet tones. He only saw the hideous face of the spine mutant still roaring at him.

Bang!

He raised his hand and punched down again, smashing the spine mutant into the ground.

At this time, the evolution of the spine mutant seemed to have reached its limit and fell into a state of decline. Both of them had no strength left and were at the point of exhaustion.

Zhang Mu lay on his back on the ground, gasping for breath, and his life breath gradually faded.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the spine mutant that was smashed into the ground crawling out again, but the black on his body had faded a little, and gradually revealed the appearance of a human.

"He... he is?"

Seeing that slightly familiar face, he should have seen the predecessor of this mutant. Zhang Mu felt that his mind was about to explode, and he had no extra energy to think about it.

He was probably going to die.

The spine mutant crawled towards him, and the crazy beast actually spoke human words, "You...you are Xu Xuan's disciple, Sun Xiaokong's senior brother? Zhang Mu...right?"

"He knows me?"

Zhang Mu was shocked, but he didn't have the strength to answer.

"Sun Xiaokong, is he...still alive?"

The spine mutant asked again.

Zhang Mu finally thought of something, this spine mutant is...Long Aotian!

The Long Aotian who was once known as the two madmen of Dinghai together with the fourth junior brother.

He had heard that the fourth junior brother and Long Aotian went out to perform a mission together, and both of them almost died, but the fourth junior brother got the protection of the senior King of Dinghai by chance, and he escaped by luck.

There was no news about Long Aotian, and everyone thought that this genius had fallen, but they didn't expect that he was infected with the black plague and became a mutant.

Zhang Mu smiled bitterly, all of this was meaningless to him, he was already a dying man.

In his blurred vision, he saw Long Aotian stretched his hand to the spine, and suddenly clenched his palm, inserting it into the flesh and blood, and then forcibly pulled out his spine.

It was a bone with golden light and the breath of a divine dragon.

He was also Long Aotian's life support - the Dragon God Bone!

After pulling out the Dragon God Bone, Long Aotian's life breath fell instantly, and he fell to the ground powerlessly. He put the Dragon God Bone on his body and muttered something.

Then, the Dragon God Bone exuded a soft breath, pulling Zhang Mu back from the dying state little by little.

Zhang Mu's blood merged with the Dragon God Bone.

Roar!

Waves of dragon roars resounded.

Nine black dragons on Zhang Mu's body soared into the sky.

Zhang Mu was surprised to find that the Dragon God Bone was very compatible with him, turning into a golden liquid and blending into his body, splicing his broken bones bit by bit.

His strength gradually recovered, and he suddenly sat up from the ground.

Long Aotian was breathing weakly and was dying, but he still had a smile on his face, which was a look of relief.

Zhang Mu helped him up and wanted to save him, but no matter how he tried, it was useless.

He was in a complicated mood.

The two were not acquaintances, but Long Aotian was willing to sacrifice himself to fulfill him.

This reminded him of the family his parents had saved.

Those people were obviously saved by his parents at the cost of their lives, but they were as cold as an iceberg to him, and even refused to go to his parents' graves to take a look.

Long Aotian was no different from a stranger to him, but he was willing to sacrifice his life to save him in a life-and-death crisis.

Some people are gentle on the surface, but ruthless and indifferent in their hearts, like an iceberg.

Some people seem arrogant, but their hearts are full of enthusiasm and kindness.

Puff!

Long Aotian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a touch of scarlet was mixed in the black blood. His face looked better and he was finally able to speak.

Both knew that this was a last gasp.

"Xiao Kong, are you still alive?"

This was the first question Long Aotian asked before he died.

Zhang Mu nodded: "He is still alive. He inherited the mantle of Senior Dinghai Wang and is now the little god of war of the Third Legion. He is always victorious on the battlefield."

Long Aotian smiled: "It seems that I still lost to him. I wanted to reach the top with him, but unfortunately I can only go here."

Zhang Mu's expression was complicated and he couldn't help asking: "Why save me? You can still live."

"Live?"

Long Aotian disdainfully: "For me, it is just a struggle worse than death. Living like that is not even a shabby life. What is the meaning of living?

I, Long Aotian, have been proud all my life, so how can I be willing to fall?"

He smiled again and said, "It seems that the Dragon God Bone is a good match for you. I hope you can take it with you and reach the peak."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Mu nodded heavily and thanked him.

After saying this, Long Aotian's life force weakened again, "There is one last thing. After I die, burn my body clean!

Please don't tell anyone that I have become this ugly.

If anyone mentions me, you can say that I died on the battlefield and was buried in the green mountains. I am a warrior who is worthy of pride, not a coward."

Zhang Mu felt uncomfortable in his heart. He did not cry, but his body was tense and his expression was full of sadness.

Long Aotian ended like this.

The genius student of Dinghai King City, when he chose the more dangerous path in the dark river, may have been doomed.

"You are not a coward, you are a warrior who deserves everyone's pride."

Zhang Mu stood up and bowed to his body.

He waved his hand and gathered some fire elements.

The flames fell on Long Aotian's body, igniting his body that was once again engulfed by black. The flames flew and burned fiercely on this land.

The sizzling sound seemed to be playing the last rhapsody for the arrogant genius.

The wind blew, blowing the remaining ashes to the 100,000 green mountains on the battlefield between the two worlds. He finally fulfilled his last wish and was buried in the green mountains.

"How can I be willing to fall after being proud all my life?"

Zhang Mu stood there, looking at the dust floating in front of the green mountains, and his mood could not calm down for a long time.

All this was like a dream.