What is there in the world that will not change?

If it is really set in stone, how boring it should be will always be a result, and every story, to the end, will only have one appearance.

Therefore, the thing that can remain unchanged for 10,000 years is that the world has been changing for 10,000 years.

The vicissitudes of the landscape have changed for thousands of years, and in the end it has always been reduced to a traceless, not to mention such an ethereal feeling?

"Why should you bother, then you can't do it for me."

Mo Ran felt a sense of tiredness as if he had been hollowed out, except for the psychological indifference between the two sides, and now, every moment of blow in his eyes.

"It's different, yes, it's different."

The question asked by Kun Miyazawa has not yet been answered.

Mo Ran didn't know how to answer, but the only thing she knew was that this question, no matter what the answer was, the result would be the same.

It's just that everything will never be the same as it was yesterday.

"Ran'er, answer me."

The words are true, the voice is earnest, but it is closer to the nostalgia and more timid, and I dare not have a heart.

"We are all self-esteem people, and we all know what that self-esteem means to us, so Miyazawa ......"

"It's not because of you, it's not that I'm leaving, if you weren't a proton, and I've never been a celestial maiden, we'll just think we've never met, okay?"

It is easier said than done to bring everything back to square one.

Put my heart in the oil pot, constantly tumbling on both sides, and still not putting oil, every moment I feel myself being pulled up from the bottom of the pot, peeling off the skin and flesh, tearing my heart, and being fitted again.

Dozens of round-trips, hundreds, thousands of times, like the rotation of the sun and the moon, there is no end.

"Ran'er, you are really ruthless."

Heartless?

It's the first time she's heard such an evaluation, she knows that she is gentle like water, she knows that everyone is beautiful, she knows dignified and elegant, but she never knows that the word "ruthless" will be used on herself.

"It's better than torturing each other with you."

"No matter what, I'm going to take you back to the palace!"

With that, the Praetorian Guards were immediately activated, and the arrows and crossbows as dense as feathers were set up again, and many well-trained Praetorian Guards picked up the swords and crossbows in their hands again.

"I'll give you one last chance!"

Miyazawa Kun looked at the two people opposite him with firm and cruel eyes, and an unknown layer of sorrow and love rose in his eyes, but more of it was the fear that slowly occupied the bottom of his heart.

There was no answer.

It's already the worst answer.

Miyazawa-kun's commanding hand slowly lifted up and held it in the air, trembling and not putting it down.

"Yihuan, you go, go!"

Behind it was Si Qingge's heart-rending roar, the last glimmer of hope that she could leave for Mo Ran with all her might.

Si Qingge didn't know when, he had already broken free of his bound hands, and now he was really holding the order that Miyazawa Kun wanted to put down like two hands.

"The Praetorian Guard obeys orders!"

Mei Liangyu stood in front of Mo Ran protectively, holding a sword in one hand, while looking at the surrounding Praetorian Guards very vigilantly.

They are like a group of fierce beasts, and as soon as Miyazawa-kun's order comes out, they are afraid that they will be bitten like prey.

"Array!"

"Let's go!"

These two sentences were issued at the same time, from Miyazawa Kun's mouth, from Si Qingge's mouth.

These are the two closest and most trusted people Mo Ran has ever been.

Now, they were standing together, Mo Ran didn't move his steps for a while, staring at the two of them standing on a high place, a little trance.

"Miss Mo go quickly, I'll leave it to the old guard here, and they will take care of it!"

Mei Liangyu pulled Mo Ran and was about to run, but when he pulled it, he found that Mo Ran was wrong, Mo Ran was like he was nailed there, and he didn't pull it for the first time.

"Miss Mo, what are you waiting for, do you really believe that he won't give orders to deal with you?!"

Just as Mei Liangyu said these two words, the surrounding Praetorian Guards changed the number and style of the station.

Is this what Miyazawa Kun said? Are they going to watch as they are locked up here layer by layer?

No, no!

"Miss Mo, I'm offended!"

Mei Liangyu lifted Mo Ran up, trying to get her out of such layers of encirclement.

There were only about two dozen Praetorian Guards, but the formation map lined up was not leaky, and Mei Liangyu looked back and forth a few times and didn't really find out where their weak point was.

"Take it for me!"

As soon as these words came out, Si Qingge was immediately shocked to the side by the internal force released by Miyazawa Kun, and let go of the hand that was holding him tightly just now.

"Qingge!"

"Let's go!"

Mei Liangyu didn't dare to let Mo Ran go by himself, one hand dealt with the impenetrable Praetorian Guards in front of him, and the other hand held Mo Ran beside him tightly.

The more Miyazawa Kun looked, the more angry he became.

People will always say the most unwanted things when they are most angry.

"Life, death, no, talk!"

Word by word, gritting his teeth, it was not only the love buried in his heart and the only reason left that shocked him.

There are also Mei Liangyu, who is fighting, and Mo Ran, who is ignorant at the moment.

What did he say?

Life or death.

Is this still the words of someone who once trusted him with his life?

It turns out that he is just a royal show-off to him, a queen of Northern Xia, right?

"Miss Mo!"

Mei Liangyu nervously shouted Mo Ran's name, for fear that she would suddenly collapse at this moment, and what was even worse was the look in Miyazawa Kun's eyes.

It's really ruthless.

A merciless look.

Mei Liangyu has seen this look.

When fighting against the other princes of the Northern Xia War.

When dealing with the palace people who had bullied his mother in the North Palace.

After he was delirious and was placed under Tao Qi Gu by the court concubine.

Again,

Right now.

Conscious, speechless, facing people who were once deeply loved, and even loved now.

Such a look turned out to be the same as before.

Mei Liangyu felt a trace of fear, Miyazawa Kun is a person who is too cruel to himself and even more ruthless to others, Mo Ran is a person who is too cruel to himself.

The surrounding Praetorian Guards didn't care, and they became even more ruthless, if they were so aggressive before because Mo Ran was still behind them.

The current Praetorian Guard's formation is to feed a piece of prey that can only feed one person between a group of hungry tigers.

They are the prey.

The style of play became more and more intense, Mei Liangyu almost couldn't greet him, for the sake of the people behind him, he was gritting his teeth and insisting.

For the void that Mo Ran healed before, the serious injuries he suffered in prison, and the chest that was hit hard by Qi Chen, it was already a miracle that Mei Liangyu was able to survive until this moment.

As much as he wanted to persevere, he could see that his steps were becoming more and more disordered, his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and with each swing of the sword in his hand, a stream of blood would come out of his wound again.

His movements became more and more slow, and the places on his body that were injured by the Praetorian Guards were also increasing, but he still did not let go of Mo Ran's hand tightly.

"Miyazawa-kun, Miyazawa-kun, I beg you, I can exchange everything from the Boyi Kingdom with you, can you let Mo Ran go, let her go......"

Si Qingge knelt at Miyazawakun's feet, and there were still a few traces of blood left at the corners of his mouth that had not been wiped clean.

The other party didn't even look at it.

She regrets it now, if she had known earlier, if she had known.....

She will accompany Ji Yanqing to die together, and she will not betray Mo Ran like this.

If she hadn't betrayed Mo Ran and hadn't told Miyazawa Kun where they were, maybe, perhaps, it wouldn't be this scene now, this result.

Since this thing started, it was because of her.

Then, the end of this matter is also up to her.

Yihuan, I'm sorry for you, I hope you can forgive me.

"Yihuan, close your eyes!"

The appearance after that was too ferocious, Si Qingge really didn't want her last impression in her heart to be so hideous.

Mo Ran was relieved by such a sentence.

"Qingge, Qingge, what are you going to do!"

Mei Liangyu saw the death in Si Qingge's eyes, and stretched out her hand to cover Mo Ran's eyes.

"Big Brother Mei......"

Mo Ran attached his hand to Mei Liangyu's hand, and just wanted to take it away, but was startled by Si Qingge's roar.

"Ahh

"Ahh

There were more and more frightened voices around him, and the screams continued, and Mo Ran's hands couldn't help but start trembling.

Si Qingge's kung fu practice, she roughly knows something, when she was dying, she lost 1,000 herself and injured 800 enemies, this is what she once said to her.

She also once ridiculed that the greatest power of her kung fu is the return to the light before death, without a trace of deterrence.

Mo Ran smiled, she thought that there would be no such day.

But now, Si Qingge's eyes on death are like home, and the frightened voices around him are complaining.

"Brother Mei, Qingge ......"

She didn't seem to be able to say a complete sentence now, and as soon as Si Qingge's name came out, her thinking seemed to stagnate.

Mei Liangyu understood what she meant, and grabbed her hand tighter.

"I'll take you away."

"Nope! No, Brother Mei, is it okay to save Qingge? ”

Mei Liangyu raised her eyes and looked at the current Si Qingge.

If the surrounding Praetorian Guards are already drenched in blood, then her body is full of holes.

Si Qingge did not refuse the people who came to attack, without any precautions, just blindly attacking, attacking, and constantly attacking towards the next target!

Because of the poisonous gas, her lips were black, but her face was pale, and her hair pages were already white.

The most striking contrast is that the snow-white hair is stained with bright red blood.

Between the red and white, it is terrifying.

"Miss Mo, my ability is limited."

Si Qingge has already damaged himself and hollowed out his body to face these tough enemies.

Mei Liangyu can't save her like this.