Are you going to die?

At this moment, Xi Yan inexplicably relaxed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThere is no fear of death, and I don't feel physical pain. Even the Xifeng and the others who came to save him became very illusory in his eyes.

His eyes were very empty, and Xiyan seemed to be in a sunny afternoon, with his back against the lawn, looking up at the clear sky above.

Shout!

There was a squirting sound beside him, and Xi Hitomi gently pressed the skirt and sat down beside Xi Yan. Surprisingly, she was not wearing armor, but a light flowing gauze skirt intertwined with white and blue.

Cousin, everyone is waiting for you.

There is no naughtiness in the past, and the voice of the evening pupil is very indifferent, like the sea without waves.

I'm tired.

Looking at the silent sky, Xi Yan pinned his emotions and opened his mouth to respond.

Then you look at this.

Hitomi stretched out her delicate hand, and her fingers tapped the blank space in front of her. Then the blank space collapses like a gentle sea, and when it is about to take shape, it outlines a rectangular window.

In this window, there is a gladiatorial arena, there is a Selongge, and there is a sad sunset, but there is no sunset.

I don't want to see it.

After glancing at Xi Yan, she turned her head to the other side.

But this is nothing but self-deception. Hitomi didn't say anything more, and the screen was still playing. Even if Xi Yan deliberately didn't look at it, the cry containing heartbreak still clearly reached his ears.

Xi Yan's body trembled slightly, but it was quickly stopped.

If you die, I won't live alone.

Why bother.

A slightly bitter voice echoed, and Xi Yan sighed.

It's not just me. Your parents believe they won't live again. Even if he lives, it's to avenge you.

Sakura and Cassie will be sad, perhaps causing permanent damage. The scar is difficult to heal.

Katie may feel guilty too. But it's our fault, we broke our promises.

Liulu will not seek death. Because he still has Xinyin. Even if it hurts, he has to hold on. I guess I'll end up on an extreme path.

So, cousin, you're not qualified to say tired.

Hitomi said to herself, as if she was telling someone else's story.

Am I really that important?

After listening quietly, Xi Yan's body trembled a little more every time he heard a sentence, until he asked this sentence with the last luck.

I don't know about anyone else, but I'll die with you. You know, we're not related by blood. Xiyan, I like you, more than I like it.

Whether it's real or illusory, Yutomi said the thoughts that have been hidden deep in her heart all along.

Is it?

...

With a deep sigh, Xiyan fell into silence. It wasn't until a long time later that he turned his head to look at the moist image and said, "What should I do?"

Listen to your heart.

An intoxicating arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Hitomi smiled softly and replied. In the next second, she lowered her head in Xiyan's wide-open pupils and imprinted her lips on the lips of the person she liked. This moment will eventually become eternal.

The aroma remains, and everything disappears like a bubble.

...

Cousin! Wake up! Wake up!

When Xi Yan opened his pupils again, a heart-rending cry came from his ears.

Hitomi rushed to the front, wanting to rush into the battle area to save Yuyan. But this is undoubtedly a fantasy, the absolute restrictions on the players in the gladiatorial arena, and no one can enter the battle except the participants.

Not far away, the grinning grin of Serongue was revealed, and the rift caused by the skill was close at hand. All of this was reflected in Xi Yan's eyes, but he didn't have the slightest fear at the moment, but smiled suddenly.

Hitomi, thank you!

Seronger, take my second skill! The sound was not loud, but it was enough to spread throughout the gladiatorial arena. Xi Yan's words surprised everyone, and there was a strange silence.

Spit lightly in his mouth, Xi Yan said coldly: Ode to the heartstrings!

That's right, it's the second skill that Xi Yan got after he was promoted to level five. It's a skill that doesn't say anything but its name, but right now, it's about showing its true self.

A gentle melody suddenly came from Xi Yan's side. It's not his mouth, his closed mouth doesn't open like the boss at Ode to Dawn. It seems to be a piece that is played from the bottom of my heart.

This melody is so soothing that people unconsciously let go of it. But after relaxing, it is not pleasant, unknown emotions pour into the heart, rendering many feelings, wanton mixing, and confusing people's moods.

What the hell is this sound? Why, I feel so painful.

I want to go home! I don't want to stay here!

I miss my dead wife so much. How is she doing now...

Everyone in the audience exploded in an instant, like a grand festival of emotions, one by one or sad, angry, and joyful couldn't help but murmur.

Cousin...

Xinyin... Where are you?

Yay~ Mom... Whining.

Xifeng and the others also stopped, listening to this melody, and the heartstrings hidden in the depths of their hearts seemed to be plucked fiercely, reminding people of the deepest memories.

Ode to the Heartstrings: A bard-exclusive skill that evokes the strongest emotions in a person's heart and causes them to be mentally disturbed. The specific effect is determined by the strength of the opponent's will to be cast.

Quickly silentize the skill bar and gaze at it. Xi Yan finally saw the full description of his second skill. But to be honest, it's just too rebellious... It is no exaggeration to say that this roar of the audience was earth-shattering.

This is the posture that a control profession should have!

Serongue was in a state of confusion like everyone else, his eyes red and he shouted unknown names. But the effect of the earth cracking remains. Xiyan must decide the winner at this moment, otherwise he will die!

Even though his left leg and right hand were injured while kneeling on the ground, this could not be a reason to stop Xiyan. In an instant, he stood up, and without unnecessary hesitation, he ran wildly, picking up the reading of life in the middle.

Most of the ground in the battle area is cracking and collapsing, blocking Xiyan's way out. But he didn't give in, and endured the pain in his body, leaping, dodging, avoiding the rifts that swept through him again and again.

Gravel splattered, dusty fields, and large areas of darkness fell into the air. In this way, with the help of the falling marble wreckage, Xi Yan quickly and quickly killed Seronge.

As soon as the cold light flashed, Xi Yan took advantage of the moment when Seronge went crazy, raised the sharp blade in his hand, and slashed it flat across his neck. The blood flower bloomed, and the fatal damage directly harvested the remaining two-thirds of Seronga's life.

The melody stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at the scene in the field, and there were bursts of gasping cold air, one after another.

The battle is over!!