When the blood moon tore through the sky and 80% of the world's human population turned into zombies, the survivors awakened to the Western supernatural system. Only Lin Ye obtained the lost inheritance of the Sword Immortal, and the peach wood sword on his back trembled and cut through the sky.
"You say that people with superpowers are the future?"
Lin Ye stepped on the Long Yuan Sword and passed through the tide of corpses. Wherever the sword light swept, tens of thousands of mutants fell like waves of wheat. Turning around to catch his sister who fell from the teaching building, the girl hugged his neck and muttered: "Brother, the way you step on the sword looks like a plastic fairy from Taobao 9.9 With free shipping."
While all the shelters were fighting for the master of the elements, the 72nd generation head of Shushan was making sweet and sour pork ribs for his sister. Looking at the girl who was devouring food, her pupils suddenly glowed with golden light. Lin Ye clenched the hilt of his sword - the girl he rescued from the corpses seemed to be the biggest secret of the end of the century.
