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In the same way, she was even more eager to learn spells.

She wants to protect the people she wants to protect.

She wants to protect the people she cares about.

She didn't want her green fruit to suffer the same pain as her.

It's so innocent, it's silly on weekdays that makes people want to laugh.

But now, how Nakaki wishes it could be killed like that!

Because the cost of growth is too great.

It had to go through a lot of suffering to make its heart as hard as steel, and that was something Nakaki didn't want to see.

She felt that if God really wanted to send disaster to them, then it would all fall on her alone.

She didn't want to see it suffer, she didn't want to see it come with anger in its innocent eyes.

But she had a damn instinct.

She felt that the appearance of Long Ji was not an accident, it was a dividing line, indicating that the fate of the green fruit was about to undergo a earth-shaking change.

But that wasn't what she wanted, no matter how strong the thought was in her heart.

If that's the case, she doesn't know what to do.

She didn't know what their fate would be, where they would go in the future.

Who will be met and what will happen.

These are all unknowns.

At this moment, Zhong Muxi felt like a sailboat in the sea, drifting all the way, the wind stopped, and the canvas on the ship was also damaged.

Darkness surrounded her, and sometimes a faint wind passed by her.

She could hear things, but she couldn't see or touch

。

Helplessness and fear are always around, and they are always hidden.

The faint light on the horizon faintly gave her hope and backhanded her despair.

She survived and struggled with the tug of hope and despair.

How she wished there was a huge sailboat sailing towards her with a bright and dazzling light.

But, sadly, never.

The colors of the sky gradually flashed.

It was a dazzling crimson, like a bride's wedding dress, so bright and so moving, that her heart, which had been sleeping in the darkness for a long time, jumped like a huge sun.

She saw a vast sea, not only vast, but also blue, like the sky, almost blending with the sky.

The continent was majestic and floating in her eyes, and the sunlight above her head gradually became dazzling, and this glare made her feel that she was still alive.

So she no longer longed for someone to throw a rope at her, she hoped more, and more willingly, to escape from this ocean through her own efforts.

She didn't hate the ocean, but she didn't love it either.

She wants to be able to get where she wants to go, and this ocean is left to those who are good at sailing.

There are still a lot of colors in this world, and there are still a lot of ten-mile scenery, and she is not here, so she is not willing to stay here.

That's all, that's all - that's all.

She's starting to miss the green fruit.

She thinks that Green Fruit should be the same as she thinks, so she hopes that the two of them will meet soon, so that they can escape the conspiracy together.

And the green fruit at this moment is not as idle as Zhong Muxi.

It is being hunted down.

The huge rain curtain obscured the scenery in the distance, and only the dark figure in front of him remained.

On the ground, the red blood fell on the ground and was washed away by the water, but there was a little more fishy sweet smell in the air

The smell looms and evokes the desire to kill.

A few black crows flew past with a few desolate calls, as if unwilling to see what was next.

In the dark night, I saw that the feathers all over Luguo's body were wet with rain and clinging to his body.

Its eyes were full of anger and hatred.

It hated these people in front of it, and was so cruel to them that it would kill them.

And beside Luguo, a man dressed in black was holding a three-foot long sword in his hand.

He stabbed his sharp sword deep into the ground to support his crumbling body.

And his eyes are as deep as an eagle, hiding a deep city.

He looked at the few men in black in front of him and didn't say a word.

The men in black looked at him, completely oblivious to his thoughts.

They don't know what his strength is now, and they don't know what he thinks at the moment.

He, even after death, is still so terrifying, terrifying.

He is like a king at all times, which makes people feel inexplicably oppressed.

And it was this sense of oppression that made them angry, and made them want to kill him.

He is too powerful, so powerful that people are afraid and so powerful that people are jealous.

He must die.

Not because of anything else, just because they are jealous of his strength

They saw a streak of blood running down his inky robes.

This scene made these people in black excited.

The god-like characters of the past are now tortured like this by a few of them.

The comfort of their hearts is indescribable, only they know.

"You're already a dead man, why be so stubborn, why don't you give you a ride!"

There was a sparkle in their eyes, or rather desire.

Yes, deep, deep desires.

It seems to be going through the endless night.

It's so proud, so fearless.

Long Ji, on the other hand, raised his head, and then smiled contemptuously.

"Obsession? Maybe it's you who have obsessions, my obsessions are long gone, and what you think of as my obsessions is just your own imagination. “

His smile was faint and faint, like a gust of fresh wind.

The men in black looked at him with a hint of trance.

They looked carefully at the smiling man in front of them, and felt that they seemed to be hallucinating.

They felt that they had seen it wrong, and the person in front of them was definitely not the man who had been in the limelight.

He was someone else, someone else they didn't know.

But even so, they still wanted to kill him.

Whether he is him or not, he must die.

This is not just an order, but also a desire of their own hearts.

He didn't smile like he did, but they all had the same face.

Just because of this they are going to kill him too.

The reason is simple, no more is needed

。

"But you must die. “

The leading man in black spoke in a very tough tone, like steel, without a trace of temperature.

They clenched their knives and prepared to make their moves.

Seeing this, Long Ji smiled slightly, then lifted the sword stuck in the ground, stood up straight, and looked at them lightly.

The rain intensified again.

A flash of lightning in the sky traveled through the dark sky like Bai Lian, which was so eye-catching.