They shouted loudly, "Nicole Saar!"

The expressions on his faces were all excited, almost frenzied.

Waving his hands and shouting a name loudly, it was a very strange and mysterious syllable, Ning Qingqiu couldn't understand it, he looked at Dudu in confusion, and asked in a low voice, "What are they shouting?"

Doodoo replied, "They're calling you." Nicole Sal, the goddess of light in the legend of the Seven Colored Families, is a symbol of goodness and order, which is a title and language that belongs to ancient times, and they are giving you the highest praise. ”

"Thank you, Ning Qingqiu...... Or rather, Nicole Saar. ”

Ning Qingqiu rarely felt embarrassed, feeling that the seven-colored creature had given her too much glory and praise, most of this credit belonged to Mingyuan, she looked at him, but saw that Mingyuan just nodded at her gently, her lips moved slightly, and she instantly understood what he meant.

He said, "You deserve it, feel free to join the carnival." ”

Ning Qingqiu stretched out his white fingers and scratched his cheeks, touched his round head, and muttered in a low voice: "Why have you become like this, is it not good as usual, this makes me feel so much pressure, and the most important thing is that I am too unaccustomed to it." ”

In the face of the demons, all intelligent creatures are natural allies, so helping her allies kill the demons, in fact, should not get such excessive glory and praise and endless gratitude, because in the beginning, she did not fight for the seven-colored creatures, but for the human race.

Now seeing the performance of the seven-colored creatures, I suddenly feel a little narrow-minded.

Ning Qingqiu was a little ashamed.

She felt that she could not afford such pure gratitude from the seven-colored creatures.

Dudu looked at her and said sincerely: "In any case, you have avoided more seven-colored creatures from dying innocently on this battlefield, although the war of the race cannot be retreated, all sacrifices have their value and meaning...... However, to be able to survive and live one more day, in such a moment, is happy. ”

Ning Qingqiu didn't expect Dudu to be able to say such deep words, and she suddenly felt a little stunned in her heart, in this battlefield, death has become almost insignificant, and there are lives passing away every moment, but all living things can't stop moving, otherwise they will usher in even more painful losses.

Looking up at the starry sky, it is still a distant mystery that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Mingyuan asked her: "What's wrong with you, Nicole Sal, who is invincible and shining on the battlefield today, has become a seven-colored family, and it is estimated that the level is only one level worse than their gods, why do you look sullen?"

Although he said joking words in his mouth, Mingyuan's eyes still showed worry.

Because Ning Qingqiu's performance was very wrong.

He even wondered if it was Kenshin's egoistic mimicry that affected her, otherwise Ning Qingqiu shouldn't have shown such emotions, but Kenshin would only enhance her rationality and gradually annihilate her sensibility, and she was like that.

Ning Qingqiu didn't look back, his apricot eyes were shining, looking at the direction of the demon clan in the distance, the black oppression was even darker and deeper in the deep night, it was not because of the difference in visual perception, but because of the perception caused by the reality of the world corresponding to the aura and data, and it was not an illusion.

People know the world through multi-faceted perceptions, and as long as they change their perceptions, it is almost everything that can change the cognition of intelligent creatures, the existence of demons is such a reason, they were born in the abyss, there is no actual body and no soul, at first it was just a distorted and strange cloud of indescribable data, and then it was because of the thoughts and ideas of other creatures in this world, it was born that the strange appearance that we see at the moment was born, and it can be said that the entire demon race was created by intelligent creatures themselves to some extent.

They can be defeated, they can be sealed, but there is no way to destroy them at the root.

Because they and intelligent beings are inherently interdependent.

Just like darkness and light, the two are always one and the same, one disappears, and the other ceases to exist.

"Darkness like eternal night. ”

Mingyuan followed her gaze, and his words were quite heavy.

Because they have already tried their best, although the demons are currently blocked at the edge of the seven-colored grassland, but judging from the offensive of the demons, tomorrow is bound to be even more crazy, they may be next time, maybe next time, they just can't stop it, after all, there are only a few people, and although the seven-colored creatures are conscious, but the actual combat effectiveness is indeed a hard injury, this will not be transferred by their will.

"Darkness exists for its own reasons, but the dawn never sinks. ”

Ning Qingqiu said.

That's what she thinks, and that's what she does.

No matter what, she will not be restrained, what she has to do and what she should do is to take the three-foot Qingfeng Sword in her hand, fight side by side with her friends, tear through the dark sky, and expel the negative power of despair from the hearts of intelligent beings.

Let the shadows be hidden.

It's just a war of life and death, so thinking becomes meaningless, anyway, as long as you persist until the end and win, then it will be complete.

As for what she will gain and lose in this process, what will become of the human race, and where the entire Cloud Desolate World will go, she has no way of knowing, but just doing nothing like this is definitely not her Ning Qingqiu's style.

Take 10,000 steps back, you are still fighting in the abyss for seven nights, how can you stay out of it?

Although the seven-colored creatures are excited, but the so-called carnival is just a verbal celebration, what a big celebration banquet or something is not to think about it, if you really want to do it, it will be self-destruction, that is, yesterday the demon clan did not take advantage of the night when the power was the strongest to attack, so today as long as there is a brain on the demon side, if you see the seven-colored creatures too excited and lose their minds, they will not mind the army opening and beating them to the ground.

"Tomorrow's battle will be more severe, at present, is there any battle plan?"

Mingyuan asked.

Ning Qingqiu thought about it for a while, and said: "Forget it, in such a frontal battlefield, any tactics are false, after today's losses, the demon clan will also be vigilant, traps are basically useless, only real hard work, it depends on how far we can go." ”

Since Nicole Sal had taken on a cry of seven-colored creatures, Ning Qingqiu felt that although he would not be so fooled that he forgot to die, he could still fight for them until the last moment without retreating.