Chu Xuan looked at the sea of fog that began to thin out, and his indifferent eyes began to become fanatical: "Sure enough, the formation has completely disappeared, there is no need for any preparation, just a sentence, this kind of technology completely transcends the logic and rules of reality, even with rune technology, it is difficult to explain, and even ignores cause and effect, and directly changes reality." It's hard to imagine anyone being able to create such a terrifying technology。。。。。。 ”

Behind him, Tom held the crumbling Zhu Wen and helped her stabilize the Green Goblin skateboard, occasionally looking at Chu Xuan's gaze full of fear, like the Central Continent team, Chu Xuan in this state was recognized as the most terrifying.

Fortunately, this state came and went faster, and Chu Xuan asked without looking back, "What about Zheng Zhe?" ”

Before Tom could answer, the clone's voice had already fallen from the sky: "I've arrived!" ”

Flashing huge bat wings, the clone fell to the ground: "Chu Xuan, in just a few minutes, the demon team was killed by two people, how did you do it?" ”

Facing the fierce coercion of the clone, Chu Xuan was unconscious: "It's me who is careless, the formation of the Zhongzhou team does have unpredictable opportunities." It was a big mistake not to get the knowledge of the formation in the last Shushan legend. ”

The clone snorted coldly and withdrew his coercion: "Forget it, anyway, such a weak person is not qualified to be called a demon member, as long as Zhao Fukong and the three of us are enough." Next, let's wipe out all the Middle-earth teams. ”

Glancing lightly at the injuries on the clone's body, Chu Xuan nodded: "Prepare the dark cage, confine everyone here, and then end the battle." ”

Without a word of nonsense, the clone took out the Bible of the Dead and began to recite the incantation aloud.

On the side of the Zhongzhou team, listening to the louder and louder ancient Egyptian language in the depths of the dense fog, although the shock and anxiety were intertwined, it was impossible to imagine for the time being, one of the two team members who had long-range attack capabilities was exhausted, and the other had no fighting spirit, and the situation that was not bad suddenly reversed, losing Wang Yang and Zheng Zha, the Zhongzhou team suddenly had no backbone, and there was a trend of scattering. Qin Yuyu didn't know where to run for a long time.

After such a delay, the ancient Egyptian language of the clone had been completed, and as he roared in a low voice, a cloud of black smoke was released from the palm of his hand, and this cloud of smoke rose when he saw the wind, and gradually, hundreds of meters around him became dark, and the range of this darkness was still increasing, and after about a few tens of seconds, the surrounding thousands of meters were already shrouded in this layer of darkness.

As soon as the Xuanyuan Mystery Array of the Central Continent team disappeared, the dark cages of the demon team followed. The fog and black smoke penetrate and merge with each other, making the visibility even lower, if an ordinary person is in it, he will definitely not be able to see his fingers at this moment, even if the gene lock is opened, he can only see a distance of 100 meters.

"The Dark Cage, this is the dark cage of the Bible of the Dead!" As a weapon expert of the Zhongzhou team, Xiao Honglu recognized the tricks of the clone at a glance, how sensitive his mind was, he instantly guessed the plan of the demon team, but the Zhongzhou team had really exhausted its hole cards at this time, while the fog was still there, maybe there was still a fight, if he turned around and escaped, it was estimated that it would be the end of defeat immediately, thinking of this, he immediately urged Zhan Lan, "This magic is not the enemy of me, we still have a chance, hurry up, hurry up!" ”

On the energy gauge of the Mind-Moving Floating Cannon, the light blue streamer was getting brighter and brighter, and the tip of Zhan Lan's nose was full of fragrant sweat.

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Zhang Heng still escaped from the hands of the clone Ming Yanwei, two consecutive team battle deduction points, the clone Zhu Wen's powerful prophecy technique finally distracted the heartbroken clone Ming Yanwei, and Zhang Heng, who was extremely familiar with her, also took this opportunity to get out of the way, coupled with the reason for strengthening the attributes, his whole body was extremely light, and there was no sound between movements, which was almost comparable to Zhao Yingkong's latent skills, so he narrowly avoided the nirvana arrow several times in the next escape.

"Why run away? Like that run away that left me behind? You're such a coward, you'll just run away......"

"Since you're so afraid of death, why didn't that arrow shoot through my head just now, so that you don't have to run away anymore, you don't have to be afraid anymore, you just need to shoot my head through, I'm the one who unlocked the genetic lock, don't you want to get these rewards?"

The clone Ming Yanwei did not meet Wang Yang like the main body, and was gradually getting rid of the heart barrier caused by the betrayal in the past, she only cared about beating Zhang Heng at this time, and she couldn't care about anything else, and the weight of the resentment was so heavy that even Wang Yang in the Nine Heavens shook his head: If you really hate, won't you be OVER with one arrow? Do you still need to cry and cry like this?

But no matter how many arrows Zhang Heng was hit by in his body, he just ran forward without saying a word, without speaking or fighting back.

When one of Zhang Heng's feet was burned off by a silver flame, he finally stopped. Facing the sky and the sky, he watched the clone Ming Yanwei fly over, and smiled reassuringly.

The clone Ming Yanwei laughed mockingly: "Why didn't you run away?" Why don't you keep running away? Why are you acting so calm now? If we had this little sedation, we would have ......."

But she couldn't say any more. Because her sixth sense suddenly exploded with a strong instinct of danger, as if a sharp arrow had reached the back of her head, and with a slight movement of her fingers, her life would be wiped out; As a good archer, she was all too familiar with the feeling, the feeling that she only had when she was locked by an equally good archer.

Cloning Ming Yanwei raised her head slowly, slowly, looking in the direction where the danger intuition came from, and it was only at this time that she realized that she and Zhang Heng were chasing and running, and they had unknowingly come to the center of the forest park, next to a large lake.

A peerless enchanting man with a sea-blue liquid flowing all over her body was quietly watching her, and in the opponent's hand, a gorgeous carved bow that was neither gold, jade, stone or wood was already like a full moon, ready to go. There was barely blood visible on her face, but her hands were as steady as Mount Tai.

They have exactly the same faces.

The clone Ming Yanwei's gaze turned to Zhang Heng again, with an undisguised sarcasm: "This is your answer?" It's really in your nature! ”

Ming Yanwei replied instead of Zhang Heng: "His answer is not important, what matters is our own answer." ”

Clone Ming Yanwei's gaze turned to his body: "What did you say?" ”

Ming Yanwei's eyes are clear and deep, reflecting vigorous vitality, which makes her unconsciously exude an indescribable charm: "Whether it is hurt or betrayal, when we chose him, we also chose his character and future at the same time, so don't say anything cowardly or anything like that, because that doesn't make any sense, because we have to bear the consequences of our choices." ”

Zhang Heng asked in surprise and joy: "Wei, you, have you recovered your memory?" Do you remember me? ”

Ming Yanwei glanced at him, in that glance, there was the joy of reunion, the pain of the past, the regrets of the years, and the affectionate resentment, the complexity and vicissitudes of life made Zhang Heng feel breathless just by looking at each other, as if a mountain was pressed on top of his head, making it difficult for him to escape no matter how he struggled, and even heavier than the character that brought him incomparably pain.

Just at this glance, Zhang Heng understood what kind of pain Ming Yanwei struggled in her life after that, the kind of pain that was more desperate and suffocating than him。。。。。。

But after this glance, the incomparably strong emotion in that look instantly dimmed, along with Zhang Heng's reflection. Like a low tide blowing across the beach, all traces are taken away.

The clone Ming Yanwei said coldly: "That's right, choosing this kind of person is simply a woman's tragedy. ”

Ming Yanwei shook her head: "Wrong. The most important thing for a woman is not who she chooses, but that no matter who she chooses, she has the ability to make herself happy. ”

This sentence was like a thunderclap, and it instantly stunned the clone Ming Yanwei. Recalling the bits and pieces of her and Zhang Heng's together, recalling the heartbreak after the tragedy, her teeth bit her lower lip, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed down from the tooth marks, and at this moment, her eyes became extremely complicated. And her hand holding the bow of Eros had already bruised and lost her blood.

Ming Yanwei continued calmly: "The reason why we hate him so much is actually to hate ourselves, right? Hate yourself for not being able to change him, hating yourself for thinking you can change him. Just as he can't face his character, so too can't we face our own failures, don't we? ”

The clone Ming Yanwei finally spoke: "But。。。。。。 ”

Ming Yanwei knew exactly what the clone wanted to say, and said calmly, "But he destroyed our dreams and beliefs, right?" No. It is our own choices that do not bear witness to our dreams and beliefs, nothing more. We are the same person, we are burdened with the same humiliation and pain, we have wanted to die countless times, and with him, we hope to bury all the memories and pain together. But death is the simplest thing, the saddest escape, and the stupidest ending. Why should I die? Because of the breakdown of love? The hopelessness of life? A collapse of faith? No, I am who I am, no matter how much defeat I have suffered, no matter how much defeat I will encounter, no matter how much defeat I will suffer, no matter how much defeat I will be. ”

The clone Ming Yanwei raised his head suddenly: "You。。。。。。 ”

Ming Yanwei suddenly smiled, that smile, full of relieved ease and happiness, on her beautiful face, such a smile is simply like a thousand flowers magnified rejuvenation, it seems that the entire night sky is lit up and warmed by her smile: "Yes, this is me, this is Ming Yanwei, Ming Yanwei, who will never bow to fate, only belongs to his own Ming Yanwei, maybe one day I will die, maybe one day I will be abandoned by fate, but I will tell myself, and also tell this ruthless fate, the real me, will never be destroyed." and will not be changed! ”

The clone Ming Yanwei looked at her stunned, and suddenly asked, "So you accepted him?" Zhang Heng on the side was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Ming Yanwei hopefully.

Ming Yanwei opened her mouth lightly, and spit out words like arrows: "No! ”

The clone sneered, "Isn't what you just said contradictory to yourself?" ”

Ming Yanwei replied lightly: "If I can put it down, I can pick it up." ”

The clone Ming Yanwei immediately understood what she meant: "You, in love with someone else? Who? ”

Ming Yanwei smiled slightly: "You should know." ”

The clone's eyes were slightly confused, and a figure as unruly as a sword and a spear suddenly appeared in his mind: "Is it him?" ”

Ming Yanwei's eyes lit up: "It's him." ”

Zhang Heng collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, tears rained down for a while, and his mouth kept whispering: "Wei 。。。。。。 Wei 。。。。。。 ”

Seeing that he couldn't support the wall with mud, the fire in the clone's heart suddenly surged up again, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Do you just let this coward go?" Have you forgotten all those pains? ”

Ming Yanwei said firmly: "No, there is no need. All I need to know is that what can make me miserable can also make me strong. ”

In an instant, Ming Yanwei returned to the demeanor and spirit of the smiling and arrogant enemy, and an awe-inspiring light came out of her face, and after merging with this mist, it was like a mist, covering her whole person with a faint layer of brilliance.

The clone Ming Yanwei didn't seem to recognize this person.

Looking at the clone with a cloudy face, Ming Yanwei asked, "What else do you have to say?" ”

The clone was silent for a moment, "No." ”

Ming Yanwei smiled proudly: "Then goodbye!" ”

Words, loose fingers, and arrows.