"Ryu Jin!" He let out a cry of despair.

The girl's boots suddenly stopped, and Ryu Zhen followed and stared at the ground, her waist-length hair wrapped around her shoulders.

"Ahhhh......h What are you doing?! Yes! Now there are dead people everywhere! Damn, I have so many things to deal with now, can you stop doing it?"

The neckline was suddenly clutched by Liu Zhen, and Wen Cheng made a bloodless voice, "I don't care about other people's lives or deaths."

"Oh? And then, protect me, do you? Yes! Are you particularly qualified?!" Liu Zhen pointed at his nose and scolded, and pushed him hard, Wen Cheng stumbled a little, and was stabilized by Xiaozhu and Su Meng.

The enraged Great Magician, no one had the guts to appease her anger.

"Even if I don't have the qualifications, I want to protect it!" Wen Cheng was suddenly aroused to refute the fighting spirit, straightened his waist and stood like a soldier.

"You!" Liu Zhen suddenly raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but he hung in the air and never moved, his right hand trembled like that, and he clasped it tightly and smashed it on his shoulder.

"Why don't you protect Su Meng?! I told you to stay and protect Su Meng, what is it for you to come along, ah?!" The girl kept smashing Wen Cheng's shoulder.

Wen Cheng gritted his teeth, let Liu Zhen beat, and stared at Liu Zhen without answering.

"You say! You say!" Ryu Jin then kicked him hard with his foot, followed by a reproach and then a kick, "You stupid! A sucker! A sucker! Stupid!"

Wen Cheng just stood firmly, letting the girl pour out his anger.

All this, Su Mengke, who is determined to maintain the relationship between the two, sees it all.

Liu Zhen and Wen Cheng, the two people Su Meng cares about the most, they once had such a tacit understanding, but why did they quarrel like this in the end?

So much effort, so much blood and sweat, and it's clear that hope is about to be seen, why do you get a mountain of doomsday and two people who hate each other?

Why?

Su Meng didn't know who she was asking, she just bit her lip and trembled, grabbed the hem of her skirt, lowered her head and hid her expression.

Xiao Zhu, who was holding Wen Cheng on the other side, fell his gaze on Su Meng's sister's shoulder, and was about to comfort him, but he heard Liu Zhen pointing over and shouting at Wen Cheng, "Su Meng is okay, what is she, ah?!" You say!"

"She's ...... My sister ......."

"Sister?!" Liu Zhen suddenly looked frustrated, "How many sisters do you still want to recognize?!" Yes?! I'll cover up and hide each one of them, right?! You brute! Scum! Bastard!!

"Yoo Jin, I know I was wrong! I won't let Xiaozhu trouble you again!" Wen Cheng apologized in a fearless tone.

This tone undoubtedly made Liu Zhen even angrier, and her eyes were about to burst.

"Okay," Ryu Zhen took two steps back and nodded slowly, "Okay, good, you scumbag! Brute!" Then he pointed out the door, "Don't bother me, it's easy, take your silly sister as far away as possible!"

"I'm not leaving!"

"Damn, you're not bothered!" Liu Zhen yelled at Wen Cheng in a louder and louder voice, but there was no sign of leaving, and leaned over and grabbed his collar and yelled, "I told you last time, no matter how presumptuous I am, I don't want to see you again, are you joking with me?" Ahh

Wen Cheng suddenly lowered his head, stared straight at the ground, his ears were also red, the trembling of his body became more and more intense, he clenched his fists tightly, and held back the feeling of emptiness that was about to fall in his eyes.

"I'm not leaving." He gritted his teeth and made a stubborn sound.

"What the hell are you? You're going to let me go...... Let's go......" Liu Zhen scolded him in a crying voice, and his voice gradually became lower, "You fuck me off, do you hear...... Where did you come from, go back to where you go...... Why do you have to follow...... What are you...... Woowoo...... , you ......."

As Yoo Jin suddenly took two steps back, Wen Cheng lost even the touch of being pushed, and drooped down like his heart being pulled out.

How can you go back, from the day you rescued you, you are destined not to leave.

Wen Cheng smiled bitterly and stopped answering.

"Okay, you're ruthless, you're ruthless......" Liu Zhen wiped his face with his sleeve, stopped sobbing, sniffed twice, and suddenly took two steps back, "If you don't go, I'll go!"

"Su Meng, come here!" Liu Zhen pointed at Su Meng and yelled.

With an invisible expression, Su Meng quietly lowered Wen Cheng's arm.

"Su Meng?" Wen Cheng covered his heart and asked Su Meng's back.

Why? Even Su Meng is leaving me?

Where are you going?

"Wen Cheng," Su Meng smiled at Wen Cheng, "I'm sorry, Liu Zhen can't live without me......

Wen Cheng looked at Su Meng's face, the corners of his mouth had been bitten by her.

"Xiaozhu," Su Meng said, "take good care of Wen Cheng."

The beauty in the blue school uniform floated farther and farther, and Wen Cheng only felt that his heart seemed to be crushed.

"Don't go......," Wen Cheng held out his hand.

"Su Meng, don't go!"

When he came back to his senses, Liu Zhen and Su Meng were nowhere to be seen, and only Xiaozhu was left beside him.

Wen Cheng looked up at the sky in amazement, the silver fighter plane was roaring over the top, and a beam of mocking golden light coldly pierced, it was the afterglow of the setting sun.

He fell to the ground and sat down, and looked at the eastern sky, where a bright white moon was reflected.

It's all gone, and only Xiaozhu is left......

The weakest mage, and the weakest Immortal.

"Xiaozhu," he pointed to the moon in the east, and then to the sunset in the west, and smirked, "Look, the moon returns to the sun."

At this time, Wen Cheng was more like a soulless shell.

Such a dazed feeling was awakened by Xiaozhu's movements.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I'm dragging you down," Xiaozhu said with a smile, "If there is an afterlife......

"Little bamboo ......" Wen Cheng looked at the sky dumbly, but heard the sound of thousands of miles of snow coming out of the sheath.

When he came back to his senses, he found the silver sword resting on his thin neck.

"Don't move!" Wen Cheng stretched out his hand to hold the sword, and his palm was cut blood.

"Brother!" Xiaozhu cried at him at a loss.

"Xiaozhu, I'm sorry......" Wen Cheng stretched out his weak hand to hold her shoulder, "Brother is tired, and he can't breathe like you......

"Brother!" Xiaozhu suddenly threw down a thousand miles of snow and threw herself into Wen Cheng's arms and hugged him.

It's true...... Tired...... Wen Cheng just looked back at the red figure at the foot of the mountain, surrounded by a group of uniforms.

You don't care, do you...... This kind of bad-tempered girl should be left to fend for herself.

If it was a world without magic, she would be a lonely girl with no one to care about.

It's just beautiful, but after more than ten years, she hasn't become a yellow-faced woman......

whispered such heartless words, but the boy burst into tears.

Sure enough, it's still angry at your own incompetence, you obviously care but you can't say it, isn't it?

And then spend the last 100 days like that...... In 10 years, let this memory be buried forever......

Youth or something...... Anyway, I won't come back......

Liu Zhen......

Just hearing the name makes me gnash my teeth!

Wen Cheng smiled bitterly at the red back.

"Loop...... Why me...... Tired...... I'm really tired......

How good is it to die like this after failure, why do you want to start over and over again?

He surrendered, died, disappeared into the non-existent corners of the universe, and was gradually forgotten...... Isn't it nice?

But why...... Do you want to stubbornly start over?

"It would be nice if you died like this, haha......" Wen Cheng hugged his sister and smiled dumbly.

The deep cold is gradually soaking, the evening sky is wide and beautiful, and the evening breeze tells the end of the day.

However, no matter which time, which person, or which world you see, what you see and hurt is not the same thing.

The scenery that belonged only to this time, to Wen Cheng and Xiaozhu, was seen by them in this way.

The tea garden behind is fragrant, the lake in the distance is filled with the smoke and dust of the deep sky, a few white birds cross overhead, the evening breeze will fall the leaves on the shoulders of Xiaozhu, and the thousands of miles of snow on the ground are filled with the bright red of blood and the sadness of the sunset.

Despair is more or less like this, but it's so beautiful.

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Wandering in the sense of loss just now, I don't know how long, Wen Cheng resolutely raised his head, the tears had already dried, and only the evening breeze twisted his hair indiscriminately.

I'm about to wake up again with a new ache in a while, it's really ...... I'm tired enough.

Still, though......

"Xiaozhu, in order to redeem everything, my brother is going to cut himself off." Wen Cheng summoned the light pattern gun and aimed it at his temple.

Wen Cheng looked at the beautiful scenery of the end times and smiled bitterly, obviously the idea of dying was not this.

There was his little secret on the shelf, but the book was never opened.

With such a thought, Wen Chengzheng was about to pull the trigger, but the gun was snatched away by his sister.

"Brother, let me come!" Xiaozhu jerkily learned Wen Cheng's movements to aim at himself, but the light pattern gun that was out of his palm dimmed.

Overhead, there was the roar of silver fighters, and the last missile rushed to the top.

"Looks like we don't have to fight." Wen Cheng grabbed Xiaozhu's hand and smiled bitterly.

Even in the face of death together, Wen Cheng still saw that figure.

The girl in the baseball uniform stood up, awe-inspiring to face the incoming flames, and summoned the worthless moon to the sky, pointing at the hateful sky.

Not out of immaturity, my sister turned around and smiled at my brother that melted everything.