The Funeral Society takes the completion of the mission as the highest priority, and can allow all sacrifices and abandonments in order to complete the mission.

I don't know why, Ge Sheng remembered what Ao Xuehua said when he was training him at this moment.

Ziquan is not such a person. Ge Sheng thought silently.

In her mind, the team members are always the highest priority.

"Actually, Ge Xiaogui, the rules in the Burial Snow Club are dead, and people are alive."

Therefore, Ao Xuehua immediately added a second sentence to him.

But I really like this kind of team leader. Ge Sheng thought so.

Because this girl sometimes really gives people the feeling that she is so beautiful.

When Ge Sheng thought this, his hand was already stretched out like lightning, directly grasping the finger that was wrapped around the cyan wind blade.

It is the blade of the wind, which can cut most of the metal in the world without regard for texture.

Ge Sheng's skin was cut in an instant, and blood gushed out and dripped down.

His flesh was pierced, and the sharp blade made the cut flesh a little transparent, because the blood had not had time to seep out.

A burning puncture sensation came hotly.

There was not a trace of furrowing at the corners of his eyebrows, and the boy looked decisively like a man who had grown up at this time.

The wind blade dissipates.

Ziquan's hand hung weakly, and she chose to disarm the magic used to kill herself when she was dying, when her mind was almost gone.

She still didn't want to see her team members hurt in front of her.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ge Sheng lowered his body and hugged Ziquan, not knowing that if the girl in front of him did not release her magic, his fingers would be cut off in that instant.

The boy in white embraces the dying maiden in a sea of magma, then whispers to the world.

"Don't die."

The girl had clapped her hands in the air and jumped down gently, and the wind dispersed to lift her up and slow her down.

"There seem to be good seedlings in this batch of freshmen, and he is right, the academy will not leave you alone."

At that time, I didn't know that she would become the leader of the team that covered herself.

The girl with a lilac head, her eyes were gentle dove gray.

"In the burial of the Snow Society, the leader of the flying feather group, I was ordered to evacuate and resettle you."

"Thank you for your explanation, although the test has been canceled, I am optimistic about you."

In the farce of that dragon realm, she is the only one who is still quiet and serious, even if she knows the truth of the matter, but she is still so meticulous and organized.

So.

"Don't die."

When we met for the second time, it was already time to recruit new students through the three major clubs for the third time.

She stood in the front row behind Ao Xuehua, and in the white phalanx as strict as an army, she winked at him with her soft dove-gray eyes.

The girl who claims to be optimistic about him, as the commander of the direct line, is obviously so majestic that it is indescribable, but this blink of an eye is so cute.

"I have a good leader of the flying feather group, but she lacks a deputy team leader, can you be the deputy team leader?"

Who would have thought that it was this accident that constituted their real encounter.

"Don't die."

After that, it was a long and trivial time, and he had a good impression of this young but energetic group leader, and Ziquan also took a lot of care of him, but that's all, right?

At most, when Ye Qing asked, he would mention the team leader a few words, although there was no shortage of beautiful words, but their relationship was nothing more.

It's just the relationship between seniors and juniors.

So what really left in my impression was the warm kiss not long ago.

The purple team leader who stretched out his hand to count the girls beside him one by one had a very faint warm cherry blossom fragrance on his body.

Talking about trivial things little by little, Ge Sheng, who was in the red case for the first time, slowly relaxed.

She squatted beside Ge Sheng, her watery eyes glinting in the dim light, a soft gray under the wings of a dove, a comforting sheen. She tilted her head slightly, and the short lilac stool hung down softly on the side of her face, like a purple spring flowing unhindered.

At that time, I just felt that this group leader was so beautiful, right?

So when she stretched out her finger and lightly touched her forehead, that little bit of gentle and moist touch spread, she said that she would give you the best luck in the world.

Although there wasn't much thought about it before.

But at that moment, a boy would be tempted, right?

So.

"Don't die."

All right?

You are obviously not as strong as me, and when I struck the Heavenly Dao sword, even the strong people in the Heavenly Realm had to make it easy in front of me.

What qualifications do you have to be reckless in front of me, to say anything, to protect your own teammates?

yes, you did.

You are so weak and protect me so strong.

You're bruised and bruised, so badly hurt that you'd rather cut yourself than survive.

And the mighty me really stands behind you without any harm.

Is it that I am too strong and too weak, or.

Are you too strong to be weak?

That being the case, I admit my incompetence.

"Don't die."

"Okay?"

Ge Sheng had a million things to say in his heart, and the fragments of meeting this girl in his mind were stirring in the loop.

But the only thing he said was not to die.

He kept his head down, so he didn't look up.

So I didn't see that there was a wind between heaven and earth.

It was a world of lava, so the air was filled with only blazing winds, which raced towards the sky before crashing into a heavy, lead-gray cloud and vanishing.

But at this moment, a clear wind was born, whirling and rushing towards the four seas.

He became the center of the world.

The fiery red clouds were torn open by the wind, and there was an endless crack.

As the wind dispersed, the lava plane underwent strange changes that even a saint could not explain.

There are thousands of red rays of light slowly rising from all corners of this world, accompanied by the wind, drawing a brilliant fiery red trajectory, flying towards the center of the world.

The boy is like the master of this world, and he greedily asks the whole world for all the power that can be given to him.

But the world gave him a response.

It's a long time, but it all happened in an instant.

The terrifying head couldn't comprehend what was in front of him for the first moment.

So in the next moment, it saw the light gathered from this world gathering in front of it.

It was a fiery red egg, encasing the two ants that had offended it earlier.

It's like a flaming egg laid by a phoenix.

The fire apes felt the power that made them tremble and surrender, and they ignored the terror of their heads and stopped running in all directions.

They stand up in the lava and bow down to the flaming egg in submission.

It was as if the world was surrendering to him.

The skull became angry, and the sea of magma began to stir.

It slowly pulled its body out of the endless ocean beneath it, cut by piece, seemingly endless.

It was a magma giant, only half of its body was more than thirty feet high, it was so huge, but its movements were so agile, like red lightning.

So it swung its huge magma arm like a mountain, and Tarzan smashed it towards the fire ape like a giant hammer smashing into a chicken egg.

The fire ape squeaked at it with dissatisfaction, so it glanced around coldly as it fell.

Endless flames burned.

That's its domain, and it can burn everything in its own domain.

So countless fire apes burned under his glance.

Then strike each other.

Ge Sheng in the egg didn't look up, and he didn't even know what was born in the outside world.

But crimson flames began to ignite from the tiny egg, and spread towards the magma arm like a late autumn wildfire.

It was a myriad of coiled and crawling fiery snakes, greedily grabbing the magma of their arms, and the arms that were as large as mountains began to condense like weathered rubble, slowly condensed, and then peeled off and disintegrated.

The giant had a look of horror on its face, but it was not as helpless as its face, and before the weathering of that arm could spread throughout its body, it broke away from its body and fell into a sea of magma, causing a mountain of waves that drowned everything around it.

The giant paused for a moment, and then saw a new arm grow from his magma body, which was an extension of its body, so the size and form were exactly the same as before.

This time, however, the giant did not continue to attack, but stood there and watched the egg emerge from the ebbing magma.

It began to wait, as if waiting for the eggs to hatch.