In an instant, everyone's eyes looked at the two who were about to participate in the battle assessment, but this gaze was completely different. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at Zhao Xiaoliang's gaze contained awe, as if he was looking at a strong man who maintained the myth of undefeated, with admiration like a high mountain.

And the gaze that looked at Song Xiao was obviously sympathetic, as if he was looking at a life that was about to pass away.

Song Xiao sighed inexplicably in his heart, secretly saying that he still had to come.

I didn't think that Renault didn't let go of himself.

If the previous match in the first game was a coincidence, then the second game was as deliberate as a certainty.

"Am I wrong?" Song Xiao said secretly, only feeling that he felt the malice that belonged to Renault.

All previous speculations seemed to be overturned, and the fog that had revealed the tip of the iceberg fell into an unfathomable state again, returning everything to the original chaotic origin.

Fate swept him into the unknown once again like a whirlpool in the depths of the ocean.

Without waiting for Song Xiao to think about it, Zhao Xiaoliang, whose face was silent, moved, rose from the ground, and flew into the ring in awe of everyone.

He looked extremely light, and his body was thin and withered, and he didn't seem to have much weight, so under the power of space, flying was extremely simple for Zhao Xiaoliang.

Zhao Xiaoliang, who was standing in the ring, didn't say a word, his eyes flashed with an extremely mysterious silver light, and his body exuded an invincible aura.

He stood there, like an insurmountable peak, with the temperament of an abyssal mountain.

Song Xiao glanced deeply at Zhao Xiaoliang, who was indifferent, and then looked at Song Xiaoxiao on the other side.

His eyes were inexplicably apologetic, as if he was a brother who couldn't fulfill his promise, and looked deeply at his sister Song Xiaoxiao.

Song Xiao naturally knew the result of Zhao Xiaoliang.

The name of Zhao Xiaoliang, the first place on the huge light screen in front of him, is so shining, like the dazzling sun above the canopy, it is unattainable.

Everyone understands that behind this ranking is a bloody undefeated record, which permeates everyone who is selected as Zhao Xiaoliang's opponent like despair.

Sister Song Xiaoxiao also looked at Song Xiao at this moment, Rao was calm at the moment, she couldn't speak, and looked at Song Xiao with a dull face.

Apparently she didn't expect such an outcome either.

There was no more indifference in her eyes, nor the anger when she quarreled with Song Xiao, only despair that went deep into the bone marrow.

Everyone around them is dying, and there are fewer and fewer people to be with them, but they never thought they would lose each other.

At this moment, the brother and sister felt the mockery of fate as if they had been abandoned by fate.

At this moment, there was no sound, only in the handover of four eyes, the two passed the last reluctant gaze.

"Song Xiao, if you don't play, it will be treated as a waiver." An inexplicably annoyed voice scolded, and it was the personnel maintaining order who were eyeing it from the side.

Song Xiao stood motionless, unaware of the scolding, he finally glanced at his sister, his eyes were full of affection, as if he really wanted to say goodbye forever.

As if to be engraved in her heart, Song Xiaoxiao shed tears as if unconscious, she let the bean-sized tears cover her bloodless cheeks, and her pale lips opened and closed silently, clearly saying to Song Xiao: Please, survive, brother.

Although he did not speak, he invisibly carried a sad begging, as if he could avoid the cruelty of fate.

Heart-rending bloodshot all over her red eyes, and the light in her eyes dimmed little by little, like a lost hope.

Song Xiao smiled bitterly in his heart, but in the end, he nodded vigorously and looked deeply at his sister, as if he had made a promise that would never fade.

That voice resounded in his heart again, and the voice belonging to his sister Song Xiaoxiao was deafening in Song Xiaoxiao's mind: "Have you ever thought about what I should do if you die?" ”

"yes, what will Xiaoxiao do if I die?" Song Xiao sighed faintly in his heart.

It's all obvious, isn't it?

If she dies and her sister loses the only loved one in the world, her spirit will inevitably collapse.

Then she will inevitably fail the next assessment.

The final outcome was undoubtedly that both of them had to die.

The cruel ending seems to have been predestined for a long time.

"Obviously, I have a firm belief in my heart to let both of them live, right?" A voice shouted and roared in Song Xiao's mind, his hoarse voice never stopped, his gaze became colder and colder, and on the contrary, the flames burning in his chest seemed to turn everything into ashes.

Memories always come unexpectedly in the most difficult moments of people, and he can't help but look at him, remembering the promise he made to his sister as a child.

"I ...... I can protect you. The most sincere words of childhood sounded again.

At that time, in order to stay and stay with his sister, he made the most sincere promise.

Even if he is dead and his face is dirty, even if he is soft and hard, he will never leave Xiaoxiao's side, that is his promise as a brother.

He had promised to protect her, not for a period of time, not for many years, but for a lifetime.

Until the flame of life is extinguished, and all things wither, until he closes his eyes for a long time.

This world is so cold and dark, how can he rest assured that she will be left alone in this desolate world?

"Song Xiao, are you going to disobey the orders of the research institute?" Dangerous voices echoed through the room, chilling everyone.

The voice came from the staff who maintained order.

This time, Song Xiao slowly turned his head and looked directly at the staff who looked annoyed and wanted to do it.

It was just a simple glance, but the staff who were struggling with muscles put down the long whip in their hands and hung there.

As if the last trace of concern was removed, Song Xiao's eyes were tingling with a biting cold, which instantly stung the eyes of the staff and made him feel inexplicably afraid.

In the end, Song Xiao walked slowly with a calm face, met everyone's eyes, and slowly walked into the ring.

Song Xiao's cold eyes always looked at Zhao Xiaoliang, taking in Zhao Xiaoliang's eyes.

There was no clear anger in those eyes, no overt disgust, just indifference.

It is like being high up, looking down on the mortal dust from the sky behind the clouds, so it reflects the ugliness and arrogance of human beings.

Everyone was afraid of the power of time and space revealed in these eyes.

Song Xiao sneered inexplicably, as if mocking fate, and as if ridiculing the timid people.

Only he knows the truth of everything, and Zhao Xiaoliang in front of him is a second personality state, with extraordinary calmness, like a precision operating instrument.

Those so-called invincible momentum and terrifying eyes are just artificially shaped after brain part-to-bridge surgery, and they are not at all born as everyone thinks.

"Buzz."

The gray long sword slowly appeared in the void, and Song Xiao suddenly pointed at Zhao Xiaoliang in front of him with his sword, and said coldly: "Come on." ”

He also has people to protect, unfulfilled promises, and a future that has not been given.

So, how could he fall here? (To be continued.) )