Chapter 252: This was never a novel

"When the time comes, it's really like the person in the movie, you can't find her even if you're crazy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Or maybe it's in that agreed place, she's crazy and can't find you. The devil's tone suddenly became quiet, "After all, we're not maggots that eat our memories to survive, are we?" ”

"We're not lab pigs, we're locked in cages, we can only stupidly step on rollers, or drill around in sawdust, so brother, don't continue to disguise your cowardice, after all, you're not that kind of person, are you?"

Escape? Wu Yu wanted to see his palm, but his palm was five fingers, and even if he looked at it for a year, it was absolutely impossible to turn into a key.

Do you really want to be alone in that strange world and search for the remaining memories? Are those memories yours or someone else's? Who is that person he is looking for?

Wu Yu's head hurt, like a ton of lead poured into his head, pressing him hard, as if it was going to crush him. Who was that person, he said he would wait, but he was the last person to die laughing.

All of this is familiar, familiar as if he had been running down that street yesterday. Are you really willing to die like this? Even if what you want to know is not who the person they are desperately looking for is, maybe what you want to do is not let another person, like him, run back and forth on the crowded streets, with all the confusion and confusion in his eyes.

"Wu Yu!" In my ears, there were some familiar shouts. Yes, the voice was approaching in a frenzied shout.

He may really have such a key in his hand, and he can even go out with just a nod of his head. But he didn't want to, he didn't know why, maybe he was afraid, but what was he afraid of? Death?

No, absolutely not, because death was only a slight familiarity to him, but at this moment, the cry that suddenly appeared in his ears seemed to let him find the key.

"Brother, good luck." With a relieved voice, this feeling is like a person who was hovering in life and death suddenly comes to life, "But brother, you have to understand, this is never a novel, everything here, no one stands behind it and gives you a planned ending." ”

Wu Yu didn't understand what the little devil meant, but at this moment he could feel the warmth in his chest, maybe the cut knife was bleeding out little by little. But at this moment, he finally opened his eyes, and the light of the world appeared again, and this feeling was so familiar, just like the feeling of the devils in hell when they saw the light, even if they were about to become blind one after another in the next minute, they would not give up.

The fatigue of his body made Wu Yu finally find his feelings, and at this moment, in front of him, the red-haired young man was smiling at him with a grim smile on his face. But the two blood-colored blades in his hands were like the sharp teeth of a poisonous snake, unceremoniously stabbing through the sudden chest.

Wu Yu's body had just fallen at this moment, and he didn't dare to hesitate, because he knew that he only needed a slight hesitation at this time, so he only needed to die here today.

Even though the soles of his feet were almost parallel to the ground, he still stepped on the ground, and his calves arched slightly, like a bow and arrow, even if it brought him only a small elasticity. It doesn't take much distance, just a dozen centimeters away, all Wu Yu has to do is to let the sharp blade leave his chest, it is enough.

As long as you can survive, then this also represents hope.

"Oh? Can you even escape? Seeing Wu Yu, who suddenly burst out of strength, the red-haired young man couldn't help but pick at his beautiful hair, because a second ago he could see that the young man who fell in front of him had completely given up hope, but a second later, he was like a different person, frantically running away, just to survive.

"What an eventful person." As if because he had missed an opportunity, the red-haired young man couldn't help but sigh, and then shook his head slightly.

Although it was only a distance of more than ten centimeters, the red-haired young man knew that it was impossible to kill Wu Yu with his knife, at least for now. So he didn't hesitate, after all, as a qualified assassin, that is, to see your current situation well, and also to do not be greedy, if you choose to be greedy, then maybe you have already lost.

At the moment when Wu Yu withdrew, the red-haired young man also completed the action of retracting the knife at this moment. Instantly, the red-haired young man's body pressed against the ground and disappeared into the crowd of people around him who were desperately fighting.

And the voice still exists, as if he was relieved to see that Wu Yu was finally fine. But listening to that voice, Wu Yu clearly felt a blur, because it was not a normal person's voice at all, it was like an extremely weak person's desperate cry before he died.

Wu Yu's body fell to the ground, at this moment, Wu Yu could even be described as defenseless, but at this moment, no one surrounded him, or even let Wu Yu sit in place, as if it was intermission.

Wu Yu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked behind him, looking in the direction where his name was constantly being called.

Sure enough, this is not a novel at all, no matter how strong he is, there is no one behind him to write him a perfect script without any flaws.

Behind him, Yu Xiao's somewhat fat body knelt on the ground, with several sharp swords pierced in his chest, and in his chest there was an unusually huge sharp blade, which directly cut his heart in half.

On his head, there is a simple hair, and a beautiful smile appears at the corner of his mouth, even at the corner of his mouth, two lines of blood, like red satin, slowly float out of his mouth, and then condense on his chin, dripping into bright red all over the ground.

He seemed to understand something, or rather, it was all his fault. It's just a moment, if he hadn't given up at that moment, then none of this would have happened, and if he hadn't chosen to close his eyes and accept his fate at that moment, then all of this now would have been just a joke after the fact.

But in life, there are never so many ifs that you can start over.