"Anxia, I have regained my memory, although not all, I also know most of the things, if you have anything to know, you can ask me. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 She said this with her eyes closed, as if trying to make herself think she was contemplating.

"I wonder why you hate them so much."

Obviously, the god lord was also very good to her at the beginning, how could she become a person she hated, and she was directly labeled by her as not wanting to accept it, and even in the future, she didn't interact.

And she herself couldn't tell when she started to hate them, but she remembered that she didn't like them, or rather, remembered the races that the gods asked her to kill.

"It's not enough to say that I hate it, it's just that when I kill someone for them, I just don't like it a little, and when I have more of them, I don't even like them and myself."

Mo Xiaozao paused when he said this, there were too many memories occupied by red in his mind, and he couldn't remember how sad every memory was.

Numbness, that's probably what she looks like.

Accustomed to red, accustomed to killing with a magic pen, his heart is constantly changing under such behavior, changing, and becoming his least favorite appearance.

"Then you want to do it for your own freedom?"

"Well, I want to try it, I don't want to live like that anymore, I don't want to be like that, just like a person who only has bones and no flesh and blood, I can't like it."

There is only disgust.

Disgusted with everything you have, everything you can have, and what you can do in it.

"I really don't have any idea at all, I don't know how I was fooled by you, and I would die with you and participate in your thoughts."

An Xia's voice was not loud, with tenderness, and the hand holding her tightened, and her eyes looked at the room under the bed, shrouded in black, just like the day she left with Leng Suran.

Lying beside her, she naturally didn't know what An Xia was thinking, a pair of small hands held An Xia, looked at An Xia's little face, and thought of Leng Suran's appearance, "An Xia, do you say Leng Suran knows what you and I are doing?" ”

Or, when the two of them started this crazy thing, they were known to Leng Suran.

It was clear that things were in her expectation, and there were so many accidents that she didn't know about, including the addition of a Quirrell and the crazy competition for her.

"He knows."

"Anyway, he is also the most noble existence of the ghost clan except for the king, how can he not know what you and I are doing, just like Bai Luohuan, she knows your identity from the beginning, and the reason why you will come back here."

"You said Bai Luohuan also knows?" Mo Xiaozao's body was stunned, and he took An Xia's hand and tightened it, although he had his own original memory, he still felt that he had been deceived.

Everything is out of his control, and the things that he thought he would achieve have become distant things, like a gorgeous dream.

She designs well and does it carefully.

"Of course I know, I discovered it on the day she was born by Heavenly Thunder, and she can have that ability, and she is completely the god of the Protoss who controls plants."

"Since you know that Bai Luohuan will also attack in the end, why didn't you clear this potential danger at the beginning?"

Mo Xiaozao didn't think that the press in front of him was that kind of person, so he wouldn't easily believe that An Xia would let Bai Luohuan go when he knew about it.

If you let it go like this, only Bai Luohuan will be useful.

When his eyes fell on An Xia's body, there was a hint of strangeness, and there was an indescribable discomfort in his heart, and he didn't forget to continue his smile.

Subconsciously thought of Leng Suran's appearance in her mind, it seemed that not only did she not like it, but also made that person a hidden secret in her heart.

"Actually, you don't have to put that smile in front of me."

"I know your smile is just a coping smile."

"Bai Luohuan's true identity group fight also sounded the alarm bell for you when it started again, as long as you are good to her, she will put you in her heart even if she goes back."

Mo Xiaozao closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, "I know, but I'm just a little tired, and I don't know why I did this in the first place." ”

Now she has to do it, from the fact that Quirrell's matches will be interrupted, and the three clans also know this about her waiting.

Even if the magic pen does not get better in her hands, the relationship between her and the magic pen must be severed.

"Do it, do it, do it, those three people know what we have to do, and they won't let us overthrow this place, they will just destroy the pen desperately."

The long eyelashes cast a silhouette, and in such a long time, he already had his own ideas, and naturally he was not the original judge.

After experiencing life and death, and having so long experience in the world, people's character has still been learned.

Lies were known when she first grew up in the world, and this kind of thing is far more hurtful than the truth.

It is impossible for Mo Xiaozao to know that his prepared extension plan is just an act that started after his failure, and the magic pen is handed over to the judge, and he just doesn't want the judge to entangle here.

But Anxia not only entangled, but also appeared in every life of her, as if it had been arranged a long time ago.

"I see." She said this and rolled over and buried herself under the covers.

The front is black, and you can feel the softness of the quilt when you move it at will, which is very comfortable and comfortable, just like when she didn't encounter the dark. A touch of gold appeared in her outstretched hand, illuminating the quilt in front of her like a small lamp, beating like a flame in her palm, without the slightest temperature.

With the thoughts in her mind, the aura changed to something else.

After she waved the pen, the word dead appeared again, and her consciousness entered the word death, looking for the slender word spirit.

An Xia sat beside her, felt her aura, her eyes darkened, she knew bitterness, she had been friends with Wenqu Xing for so long, and the matter of participating in Wen Qu Xing had changed when Wen Qu Xing died.

It was only from that time that I experienced the life that Wenqu Xing had.

Parents, loved ones, and lovers.

"Actually, I've always wanted to tell you, I'm sorry, I can only be worthy of my guilt for you now if I fulfill your wish at that time." Even if it will destroy you now, it will make you the enemy of everyone.

They didn't say the last word, and they were afraid that it would stab them.

And Mo Xiaozao, who entered the word spirit, couldn't hear what An Xia was thinking, but heard An Xia's self-talk under the behavior of the word spirit, and his eyebrows stretched out.

"You are not sorry for me, I should thank you for working hard for me since you met me, whether it was before or now, you have always appeared as my first friend."

It illuminates her life like a dawn, and it also makes her believe that she also cares.

For any purpose, there is no fraud in this care.

In this way, it is enough.

After Mo Xiaozao also thought to herself, she opened her hand to face the word spirit in front of her, she agreed to the word spirit's words, and also agreed to the killing that the word spirit wanted.

The only requirement is to protect Anxia.