"You can't kill that monster."
A soft voice sounded behind her, and Yesheng's body suddenly froze. She stopped for a moment and then continued to walk forward. Her voice did not fluctuate in a flat reply:
"is that what you want to say? And how do you know I can't kill that monster. "
"If I were the night pearl, I didn't know how to deal fatal damage to the huge monster with a unit of 100 meters. What's more, you are not as good as I was that night."
Under the broken silver hair, a pair of eyes drooping, Fang ran whispered wearily.
"And not just now, you have injuries."
Fang ran raised his head and looked at a big hole in the wreckage station with some empty pupils. The mountain like body of a-62 can see the tip of the iceberg.
He has just found that the movements of the night Sheng are always stiff for a moment, which should be the protection mechanism of the body's subconscious not to do some actions.
But even so, she still took herself out of the strange sea, and even protected herself from any harm.
Fang ran, who had been holding on for a long time, finally felt some unknown determination in Yasheng's body, even the determination to achieve something at all costs.
Clearly, all she thinks about is the girl who doesn't exist in the world and will stand in front of the devil dwarf, smile and say "I'll protect you this time" with tears from the corner of her eyes. What she thinks is the roof that is no longer in her life. She has some complicated feelings.
But Fang ran was still touched by something that the night Sheng took him out of the strange sea just now.
Perhaps it was out of the reality of the crowd, or the shock brought by the scene of this dark disaster, or perhaps the night Sheng shot at him with his shoulder just now.
Finally, his face was broken, and it was not easy for him to recover.
Although he tried very hard, he now felt that he could no longer do his usual unsophisticated appearance.
Think of the last night in Los Angeles fear, crazy kill that long double corner bastard.
Tonight, I'm very tired.
I just want to go back to the night game and have a good sleep. I will continue with the elder brother of suqun tomorrow. It's very hard and tired, but I don't need to think about training.
But how much more will it take to end this long night?
Fang ran sighed slightly sleepy in his heart, but he still couldn't ignore the moment when he saw Yesheng put down himself and planned to go out.
But what can he do if he calls the night Sheng?
He is not in the state of "infinite magic power". He is only a real e, no, D level. Moreover, he is not satisfied with the magic power value. He can not use any ability or help at all because he is dissatisfied with the magic power value. Just now, any numbered monster in the sea may be better than he is now.
So Fang ran didn't know why he called the night Sheng.
Maybe, I just don't want to see her who is going to die even though there is no possibility. Or...
I saw myself hiding outside the warehouse that night when I was a child, trying to find a way out?
"So you can't kill that monster at all."
It's not the usual look of doubi. At the moment, Fang ran looks a little listless, drooping his eyes, leaning against the wall and sighing, then...
bang!
The blade of Lingyuan's sword was inserted into the wall beside his face, and Yesheng appeared in front of his eyes in an instant. He crossed the handle of the sword, and the tip of the sword pouted up the crushed stones of the wall and pressed it in front of his neck.
Under the wine red hair, the dark eye pupil twinkles the cold danger.
"So, are you telling me to give up?"
"You can't make it."
Fang ran looked at his neck that just dyed blood countless fairy sword, in the heart did not have how much nervous, slanted over the line of sight to say in a low voice.
The night Sheng was silent for a moment.
Suddenly, he pulled out the spirit yuan and stood in front of Fang ran with a plain voice:
"night crow, you are also the strength passed down to grade A, and the time may be shorter than me."
There is not a trace of her face because of Fang Ran's words and emotional wavering and self doubt, insist on saying, only a little of the silver haired figure in front of her... Ridicule?
Suddenly irrelevant words, let Fang ran some stupefied.
"Even with the last 50 digits of a, the last kill was 10 years ago."
"Do you know how low A-level kill commands are? Do you know how much improvement can be achieved by completing this highest level Kill Command
"But if you can't do it at all, it's just a reflection, and you're just dying for nothing."
Fang ran raised his head, looked at the night Sheng ink color general rhyme dye's eyes, coldly said the fact.
He doesn't understand how low the probability of this scenario is, and he doesn't understand what the system will give after completing the system. What he doesn't understand is thatWhy is Yesheng firm and persistent to such a point.
He doesn't know what the inheritance of Yesheng is, but he can clearly feel it in the scene of five pointed stars in the last night. Compared with Wales, the demon river with soul control and life control, Yesheng is also the weakest party.
Don't mind Fang Ran's blow at all, the night Sheng suddenly smiles, the corner of her mouth's smile is extremely proud.
"That's my business. I must get the reward of this scene and prove to the family with my own efforts."
her slightly raised face is still breathtaking even after a fierce battle.
"I can hold the weight of this spirit abyss!"
Fang ran opened his eyes and was surprised by the things behind this sentence.
"Since you have known all about me last time, you should understand whether it's the responsibility of the family or my own destiny..."
Yesheng's long hair stained with a lot of blood turned into dark red because of the blood. He spoke haughtily with his own determination and determination.
"I will do it by myself, and I won't let others decide."
Fang ran was a little distracted. The last time on the roof of the National Grand Theater, the words of Yesheng were recalled again. That night, he thought that he was the night party. His expression was a little lonely, but with more determination.
The helplessness of her being born in the night home is not the helplessness of a man or not recognized by her family...
even if she does not know what kind of difficulties are, she can imagine that it must be much more difficult than what she once faced and finally gave up.
However, even so, the figure in front of me is still strong, and the determination to work hard is beyond my imagination.
He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. At this moment, Fang ran finally understood why he stopped the night Sheng. Maybe it was just like he wanted to stop himself who had tried so but didn't do anything in the end.
However, it seems that Fang ran understands that the night Sheng in front of him may be much stronger than before.
Even if so much helpless, she still desperately efforts to this day.
For a moment, he seemed to understand something from the night Sheng.
"What if you die for nothing? Even if you fail in the hunting scene, what if you die? Even so... "
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