I can't stand such cruel words anymore.

Qiu Cicada didn't let Serena finish her words, and hugged her tightly into her arms.

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The force was so strong that Serena even leaned back a little.

"What's wrong? Brother Autumn Cicada?"

The moonlight hit Qiu Cicada's back, making it impossible for us to see his expression at all at this time.

But his body was trembling.

The autumn cicada, who hugged Serena tightly, whispered in her ear: "Ahh............hh I know, I'll wait for you, I'll wait for you! Whether it's five years or ten years...... I'll ...... Waiting for you!"

Hearing the rightful reply, Serena smiled sweetly again.

In this way, the autumn cicada lulled Serena to sleep again, only this time..................

He was determined to turn his lies into reality.

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The deepest part of Penglai's Fifth Permit District is a dark corner that has never been illuminated by the sun.

There are no electric lights here, only candles that are out of touch with the times.

In that deeper, deeper depth, is a mountain of corpses piled up by the incompetent.

The people who live here have long since lost hope and hope.

They have only dissatisfaction with the status quo.

But they don't have the power to change the status quo.

So what to do?

Lean over.

Pray.

Tell the gods about your unwillingness.

Something will happen in that case.

In that case, it will definitely change something.

In the dimly lit church, there are people with hideous faces.

The masses have never really thirsted for the truth. They will turn a deaf ear to unpalatable evidence in the face of it. Whoever can provide them with illusions can easily become their masters, and whoever disillusions them will become their victims.

People only believe what they want to believe, and often turn a blind eye to the facts because of this.

Prayer on the left side of the word 衤, plus the word for application , and become a god.

The wicked will also have a savior for the wicked. It is true that there will also be gods of the wicked.

People see their own ugliness in the mirror, and the ugly person thinks it's the mirror's fault.

Who knows............

The Nemesis was in the mirror of their home, and that was their address.

Even the clearest water in the world, as long as it is deep enough, can be indulgent.

The statue of the goddess, which had long been shattered, had no head, and the only thing that reached into the sky was a broken arm that hung from a crack.

People's dark desires and filthy souls converge here.

Nearly a hundred years of resentment and resentment have gradually filled the evil run............

Finally, overflowing.

Sprinkled all over the place.

A huge amount of black spiritual power birds emanating from the people's bodies flew towards the deepest underground.

Gradually, the black spirit bird could no longer be recognized by the vision.

They have come to the darkest bottom, to become one with the darkness.

In the next moment, from the mountain of corpses, something pitch-black was about to move............

In the mountain of death, which should have been lifeless, a black solid volley spiraled up in the sky and rushed straight to the patio..................

It............ The prayers of the people were heard, and they were about to go and fulfill that wish.

———— in the worst form.

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Far away in a foreign land, the cute girl with a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows looks worried, as if she feels some great power.

Beside her, two more women stood.

The country is beautiful and fragrant.

"Believe in Jianming, just as we believe in divine calculations. ”

The woman who spoke first was generous.

"yes, he's ...... Long Jianming. ”

After opening the mouth of the woman small family jasper.

As soon as the words fell, a beautiful and dignified woman came out of the inner room. She still has a crescent-shaped earring hanging from her ear.

"Tonight............ The moon is dark and the wind is high. ”

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Dark clouds gradually obscured the bright moonlight, making the night in Penglai look pitch black.

In the middle of such a dark night, there is also a building with lights on.

That's where Jianming once been.

In this dark night, in this place of Dunhuang.

Wu Zun, Ye Chou.

An uninvited guest was ushered in.

He sat down at the table, put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked sideways at the man who had just come in without knocking.

The man didn't say a word, his hands clenched into fists.

Ye Chou noticed the abnormality, he held the chair with one hand, got up and asked, "It's so late, is there anything to find me............

"Autumn cicadas?"

Qiu Cicada lowered her head, her fists clenched, and then trembled slightly.

"I .................."

Then he raised his head, and what met Ye Chou's eyes was a pair of gnashing teeth............

Autumn cicadas with teary eyes, frowning brows, and tears sliding down their cheeks.

He is like a weeping lily............

"I ...... Still.................. Don't want to die!!!"

Tear moles are all drowned in tears.

This is the cry of the autumn cicada from the depths of its soul.

I can't think of anyone else who can help me.

He could only ............ Come and ask Wuzun Ye Chou.

I saw Qiu Cicada holding her chest tightly with her arms, uneasy, trembling, and tears, all like a dam that had been washed away, and she couldn't stop.

"Wu ...... Lord Wuzun...... I...... For some reason, I didn't live long......"

Tick, tick.

Tears irrigate the delicate flowers.

"But............ I don't want to die yet!!"

Ye Chou was inevitably shocked when he heard this.

"Autumn cicadas?"

He immediately got up and walked over to Qiu Cicada's side. One hand on his shoulder.

"What do you mean by that?" although I vaguely perceive that you are hiding something from me...... Are you suffering from the same serious illness as Serena!?"

The spine of the autumn cicada, which was holding her arms around her chest, gradually bent, and she was about to shrink into a ball in pain.

Ye Chou pushed the long hair around his ears and pulled them to the back of his head.

"If that's the case, I'll definitely help you! a martial art that can help others...... Martial arts that can heal human diseases are a subject that we have been studying diligently for a long time!"

Autumn Cicada finally spoke, but his voice trembled like a mosquito whispering.

"The ............ 'disease' of 'humans'?"

He shook his head, as if Ye Chou couldn't give him any hope.

"So...... Probably not, because I'm not a 'disease'. ”

"Because I .................. Not even a 'human' at all............"

............！？

Ye Chou was shocked when he heard this, no matter how you look at the autumn cicada in front of you, they are all human beings!

"What do you mean by that!?"

In fact, Qiu Chan had told an unintentional lie to Jianming before.

He said that he was a martial artist trained by the Holy See.

This is not the case.

In fact..................

He is a martial artist [cultivated] by the Holy See.

"I'm just ............ ...... made from Darwin's adult cells Dolls are just ......"

"An artificial human ...... created by Lord Darwin through technology using a part of his own flesh and blood"

"That's me. ”

"This technology is not perfect, and I appeared in the world against the principles of heaven, and my lifespan is only three years............"

"In the year before I came to Penglai...... I only exist in the darkness of consciousness, instilled with outside knowledge and martial arts theories......"

"I have a beautiful appearance, nearly 200 years of martial arts knowledge, and a physical body that can consume energy. ”

"It's just that, unlike human beings, my energy is limited, and being born means slowly stepping towards death. ”

"I only learned about the 'outside world' on an intellectual level. ”

"For a long time...... In that dark tank, I always longed for the outside world. ”

"It's like a cicada about to break through the ground. ”

"But .................."

The trembling of the autumn cicada became more intense, and the pain in his heart became even more painful.

Ye Chou could only listen to his confession silently. He didn't have anything to do about these things.

"But now I think I would be better if I hadn't been to a place like this...... This...... Such a dazzling place......"

Qiu Cicada grabbed his head with both hands and kept shaking, as if his heart was shaking.

"There's blue skies, there's air to breathe, there's laughter, it's anger, it's sad, and every now and then someone likes me...... Will smile and say thank you to me......"

Lovesickness is better than not acquaintance.

Ye Chou knew that this was a forced sorrow.

Qiu Cicada waved his hands, and he had already seen the empty hands.

"Even if 'they' can bear it, but I can't! All of this is over in a month...... It's unreasonable!!"

The tears and sadness still did not stop, and Qiu Cicada's heart was almost broken.

"In that case, what am I born in this beautiful world for!! what am I born for?

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet!!"

Ye Chou was too shocked by Qiu Cicada's life experience and the information revealed in his words.

I was speechless for a while.

"Autumn Cicada ......"

Qiu Cicada's face darkened, and he didn't need to look at it to know that it would only be a sad expression.

"I ...... Sometimes I envy Long Jianming, Chen Shihu, and Serena, and they ......"

......？

Ye Chou was stunned.

"What do you mean by that?"

Qiu Cicada's face tilted to the side, not wanting to show Ye Chou what his nest looked like.

He gritted his teeth and said, "It's those who can continue to live after I die." ”

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Autumn Cicada clenched the clothes on her chest.

He felt an emotion that almost tore his chest apart, tearing it to pieces.

"Just mentioning what happened after I died...... I will have a feeling of being unbearable and difficult to press...... Why ......?"

"Why?

There were big beads of sweat left on his neck, and the white martial arts uniform on his chest had been torn and crumpled.

"Why!?Why is it just me...... Was it born in this form?"

The huge emotional fluctuations made Qiu Cicada no longer able to control his spiritual power.

Like a hurricane, spiritual power floated beside him.

The golden bird flies and flies...... It was dyed black.