Eighty-seven Gambling

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"What I made in the past is still valid - of course, maybe you'll have to pay a little more, after all, the stakes have changed." The end of the light should be called Uroboros now, so he said.

"Really?" Hatsuizumi lowered her head, her forehead hair covering her eyes, and put her hands behind her back, she tried her best to say calmly, "You're still so confident. ”

"Why shouldn't I be confident?" Uroboros replied with a smile, the expression that did not belong to the original owner was a strange experience for Hatsuizumi, and she bit her lower lip, carving it into a bloody streak.

Hatsuizumi didn't make a sound, didn't even hesitate, and a sharp three-edged thorn pressed against Uroboros's chest, which was irrefutable, and this was also Suelight's chest.

Uloporos could clearly feel that the top was impartial and fell right on his heart, and the other party's hand didn't even tremble, as long as he sent a few more inches forward, this human body would not be usable, however, what could he do with him, he still smiled and said: "It seems that you don't care about this body at all, want to come...... The affection and sweetness I see in your memories are all fake. However, for a machine like you, which is made, feelings are meant to be discarded at any time. Eh, do you think Moguang will be a little sad to see this scene? ”

"After all, I contributed a body to him, and now he can see this desperate scene clearly." The thin, pale lips of the last light rose mockingly, and a malicious light flashed in the amber eyes.

Chuquan's heart jumped suddenly, even though she clearly knew that this was the impotence of Uloporos, there was still a feeling of being torn in her heart at that moment.

The instinctive separation of emotion and body made her not show the slightest change, she just said mechanically without emotion: "If you know where my priorities are, why bother me?" I don't think you have the skills to fit your massive body into the body of this little modified human - so it's just a small piece of yours. ”

"Guess what, do I have the ability to destroy this 'you' now?"

Without hesitation, the woman sent the sharp weapon in her hand a few more points, and Uroboros obviously didn't want to damage this body so quickly, and a substantial black mist poured out, making it impossible for Hatsufomi to go any further.

The skin on the chest of the last light gradually scales as the fog gushes out, what will become of the last light?

She had just tried to kill the person she cherished the most, and although Hatsuizumi knew that the probability of Uroboros making a move was high, ...... The few centimeters pierced by the three-edged thorn with the blood trough were enough to make a large amount of blood flow out of the person in front of him, and the brain was in a trance, but the body still had to pretend to be motionless as if nothing had happened.

This is simply what the closed three-person room wants to say that the other person is hell, and the days of torturing each other have just begun-well, she knows how to end it, but how can she, how can she......

Uroboros wouldn't listen to her bluffing threats at all, but how could she be willing not to give it a try? Those who are tormented by the tasks chosen by fate and uncontrolled emotions, no matter which side they choose, now look at endless suffering.

Those black hard tentacles finally flicked the three-edged thorn open, or was there still much strength left on the hand holding it?

The metal weapon landed on the smooth floor, striking a sharp echo that woke the person in a trance.

Facing the shadows that entwined upward, Chu Quan opened her eyes, her eyes were already blood-red, and subconsciously, she released the power she had just gained, saying that it was a bit of an exaggeration to say that the tentacles were a bit of an exaggeration, and those crystal-red hard objects were more like moving tree branches.

If everything before was not what Uroboros expected, it didn't make him feel any surprise, and he did feel surprise for the first time when he saw the branches in front of him that shimmered with a dark red sheen.

- It was too similar, and if it weren't for the fact that he was unique in these countless planes, and that there was a rival race standing across from him, he would almost think that it was some of his long-lost relatives.

"Is it possible to simulate this structure with just this level of understanding......" he thought, secretly raising his opinion of Hatsuizumi a little higher, not knowing that most of the credit was due to "that person".

In the few head-to-head confrontations, "that person" had never used such a method, and subconsciously, Uroboros also thought that Hatsuizumi would not be in the same league as him, which made him think that it was Hatsuizumi's own ability to use this trick.

In this confrontation, in terms of experience and skill, Hatsuizumi naturally can't compete with Uroboros, who has been in countless worlds, she only has one advantage, that is, as a native, the "world" is on her side, so compared to Uroboros is completely just a mist floating in the surface space, Hatsuizumi didn't take much effort to integrate his own power into this space.

The scales, which could not be called victory, were now tilted towards the first spring, and this brief tilt made the part of the soul of Uloporos and the body of the end light not so close for a moment, giving the poor man who had been struggling and refused to wear off the last shred of his will a chance to escape.

"First Spring."

Hearing this, Hatsuizumi shook violently, and she almost thought that it was a ploy of Uroboros, but no matter how she analyzed it, the tone of her voice came from Sueko herself.

He struggled to squeeze out a smile, each word as slow as if it were squeezed between his teeth.

"Kill...... Finish...... I ......"

This was his most heartfelt plea right now, even though he knew very well that Hatsuizumi didn't want that.

It's a pity, Moguang thought, he didn't have time to say anything to Chuquan, and he didn't even have time to confide in the veiled "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight".

Of course, people always have to pay for their arrogance, and unfortunately the price paid by the end light is greater.

What can Hatsuizumi say? She couldn't even speak, for Uroboros must still be able to hear, and she could only lip make a lip shape—even if she didn't even have the same vision, she couldn't be sure, and could only pray that the world would help her a little more.

The woman said mournfully and silently.

"I can't do it."