Mokalin frantically brandished the spear in his hand, and large swaths of black appeared around him, spurting wildly towards the enemy in front of him. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sang Zhefeng's body didn't move, but the bright red vines around him began to writhe wildly, and all the attacks were instantaneous.

The surrounding flowers also received an unwarranted disaster, and the confrontation between these two people caused the surrounding flowers to be cut off by the roots, and with the two of them as the center, large swaths of plants began to die, or they were directly lifted away, leaving only a piece of wasteland in place.

The two of them are now like cancers, constantly eroding this beautiful world.

Sang Zhefeng looked at the man in front of him with some frowns, and then looked at the flowers next to him, and made a strange sound in his throat.

It's like sighing.

Mokalin found that he had no way to defeat the man in front of him, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth, and the attack in his hand became even tighter.

And with his almost crazy attack, the surrounding grass and trees were also worn out faster.

But Sanzhefeng didn't react at all—not even moving.

"Will you really be able to win her heart back by doing this?"

Sang Zhefeng silently said that Mokarin's movements suddenly stiffened, but he still didn't stop, and continued to attack the man in front of him.

"Everybody has the right to say that - but you don't!"

Mokalin jumped high and then shot down, his eyes already a little blood-red, and even the gun had a bright red glow.

"Oh, really?"

Sang Zhefeng slowly raised his hand, his body had almost recovered, and there was basically no too much pressure to deal with Mokhalin now.

Sang Zhefeng looked at the red-eyed man in front of him and said, "Why have you waited for so long?" ”

Mokalin gritted his teeth, bounced himself back, and landed on the ground not far away, sticking his spear into the ground.

"I'm for my own love."

Mokalin squinted.

"Oh, yes, yes, it's obvious - you're just for your love." Sang Zhefeng pointed at Mokalin and said, "Not for her." ”

"You!"

Mokalin suddenly drew his gun, and it looked like he wanted to charge at Sanzhe again. But Sang Zhefeng raised his hand, interrupted his movements, and continued: "If you were for her - why would you have taken her back by force first?" ”

The Mokalin froze there all of a sudden, and did not even attack.

Sang Zhefeng looked at Mokarin, and then looked around with some regret at the surrounding garden, which had been turned into a large hole.

It's a bit bleak now—and it's a good thing that Sanzhefeng hasn't moved, otherwise the damage here would have been even greater.

"If you're really what you originally thought, how did you end up with your first encounter like this?"

Sang Zhefeng opened his mouth coldly and asked.

Mokalin opened his mouth, just about to say something, but Sang Zhefeng directly picked up what he had just said.

"You did start out with a love, a love that could even make the Divine sigh - but now, all you have is possessiveness."

"Shut up!"

Mokalin let out a low gulp, and black cracks appeared out of thin air, surging towards the Sanzhe wind.

Sang Zhefeng waved his hand and scattered the black, and then he opened his mouth sharply and shouted, "Take a good look around!" Take a good look at what the hell you've done! ”

Mocharin's attack stopped suddenly, and his gaze subconsciously fell to his surroundings.

It's still not the same paradise as it was at the beginning, the flowers and grass have been torn apart by black cracks, and the ground has suddenly become like a wilderness, and it has lost its former beauty.

Mokalin looked around stunned, not knowing what he was thinking.

"So...... You are not qualified. ”

Suddenly, Sanzhefeng's voice came to his ears, and before Mokalin could react, he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

He subconsciously lowered his head, only to see that the red vines in Sang Zhefeng's hand still directly pierced his heart.

He stared blankly at his shattered heart, as blood flowed down the blood-red vines.

He tried to say something, but when he opened his mouth, a stream of blood poured out of his mouth and scattered on the ground.

Sang Zhefeng didn't have anything on his face, just slowly pulled out his blood-stained vines, and then Mokalin still lost his support and fell backwards all at once.

He threw himself to the ground, blood pouring out of his body.

His eyes had begun to blur, and his body twitched unconsciously. Sang Zhefeng looked at the man lying on the ground, and felt a little uncomfortable.

He seemed to see a shadow of himself.

"You've done a good job."

Sang Zhefeng muttered a little, with a sigh and a hint of sadness in his tone.

"It's a pity I still didn't succeed......"

With blood on the corner of his mouth, Mokalin twitched slightly upward, and then said in a very slight voice.

Sang Zhefeng didn't reply, just looked at him silently.

"Rest in peace."

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It was as if Mokharin had seen his past, the girl, and the beautiful garden.

I saw my efforts again and again, and I saw my struggle again and again.

When did he change?

He doesn't remember.

From the very beginning of love, to the sad pursuit of the future that he can't pursue, and finally to the almost crazy desire to let her stay by his side.

Myself......

How long has it been since you returned here?

He doesn't remember.

There was no sparkle in his eyes. But he seemed to see a lot of things.

He saw the girl, standing on top of the beautiful garden, the light scattered on her, the gentle breeze blowing, and the girl looked at him with a smile.

He also stood across from her, looking at her.

"Mokarin! Come on! ”

The girl laughed.

"Hmm...... Curr. ”

He replied with a smile.

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It turned out that the Kuer in his heart ......

It's long gone.

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[Mission completed, event reward.] 】

The system's prompt sounded next to Sang Zhefeng, who ignored it.

He looked at the man on the ground, and finally muttered:

"Really...... Bored...... Let's ......" (To be continued.) )