“…… You always want to bind me with terms that you think are fair, but do you think that this equivalent exchange is like signing a contract, is love? When has your view of love been distorted to this extent? ”

"I'm sorry ......"

Weiyang had a long, long dream, dreaming of their quarrel, dreaming of childish words at that time.

Perhaps it was the sadness in his heart that caused a strong fluctuation in his consciousness, and he woke up from a deep dream. But the moment he opened his eyes, tears quietly crossed the corners of his eyes, and then sank into the ground.

There was a black haze as far as the eye could see, followed by a sharp pain all over the body and an indescribable feeling of weakness. This feeling of weakness, as if he had lost something, seemed to have a voice in Weiyang's mind telling him that he was not a complete individual now, and that he was going to get back what belonged to him!

But what did you lose?

What do you want to get back?

But where does Weiyang care about this feeling at this time! The scene before he passed out came to his mind, and he stood up against the pain in his body, and then took the stick-like thing that had been pressed against him in his hand.

"Is this a golden hoop stick?" Weiyang recognized what was in his hand at a glance.

It's just that the golden hoop rod was not taken away by the silent monks? Why are you next to you? Fake? But the touch of the hand told him that this was not the touch that a fake should have!

"Go up first!" Suppressing doubts in his heart, Weiyang mobilized the angelic power in his body to open his angel wings and want to fly up.

But what he never expected was that although the angel wings were opened, the huge consumption of the angel's power almost emptied all the power in his body in three breaths!

"What's going on?"

Weiyang hurriedly closed his eyes and used his spiritual power to explore his body. For a long time, because of the power of war and pain, he basically did not worry about the consumption of energy, because the power would always absorb energy from the outside world to replenish himself, but now he didn't feel that his authority had half of the intention of absorbing power from the outside world!

His spiritual power entered his angelic heart as he wished, and he also saw that cloudy power. It's just that this power has shrunk by almost one-third compared to before!

And that's not all!

And most importantly!

He can only feel the power of the source of war and pain now, and he can't feel the power of the source of pain at all!

Now he finally knows what he's missing!

His heart was a little flustered, but he still managed to calm himself, because the first thing he put now was to go up from here! Since Angel Wings can't help him, it doesn't mean that Weiyang has no other way!

**The power is not for decoration!

Enduring the pain from his body, Weiyang put the golden hoop stick into Wang Caizhong, and then used both hands and feet together and began to climb up!

He was fast, and in less than a minute, he was back on the ground.

The sky was already cloudy, and the soft light of the rising sun dispelled the darkness of the night, but it cast another layer of shadow on Weiyang's heart.

Because in his sight, a row of corpses that had lost their breath of life were neatly arranged on the edge of the cave, a total of three people, each of whom was extremely familiar.

In a trance, he saw the members of the demon team standing next to the corpse, silently looking at him with mocking eyes.

"I wrote down this hatred." Weiyang clenched his fists, his gums bit out blood, and his heart was filled with anger and other negative emotions!

After disposing of the bodies of the three people, Weiyang looked around, "What about the newcomer?" And what about Zhao Yingkong? ”

There is no figure of Zhao Yingkong in the corpse, which means that she is not dead? Weiyang didn't know what the chances of her death were, but he preferred to believe that Zhao Yingkong was fine.

Halfway up the mountain, Weiyang finally saw the traces of people. The monks, the abbots, and the newcomers to the Middle-earth team.

Although some of them were wounded, not a single one lost their lives. It's just that the three newcomers who were in a coma before are still in a coma, and they are in an extremely bad state.

The abbot looked a little haggard, he saw Weiyang running towards this side at a glance, and after making sure that the comer was not an enemy, he let go of his hand holding the Zen staff, and said softly: "Amitabha Buddha......"

"Captain......

When Weiyang approached, only a few newcomers called Captain Weiyang. The others were either dazed or frightened, looking lost and dejected.

Weiyang looked around, wanting to find Zhao Yingkong's figure, but he didn't see her in the crowd! I couldn't help but ask

"Has anyone seen Zhao Yingkong?"

Some of the newcomers shook their heads, but some didn't pay any attention to him. Newton smiled slightly with a pale face, and said, "When we came out of the bondage, it was these people who didn't see where Zhao Yingkong was, and we sent the bodies of the dead to the edge of the hole above, and planned to bury them after a rest." ”

"Captain, you came down from there, you should have seen it...... They ......"

Weiyang knew in his heart, it turned out that he had guessed wrong, the corpse was not deliberately placed at the entrance of the cave by the people of the Demon Team to mock them of the Central Continent Team, but these newcomers transferred their corpses over.

"Yes, I see." Weiyang's tone was a little low.

Newton glanced at him, then thought for a while and said, "Captain, maybe you can try to contact Zhao Yingkong with the communicator, if you can get in touch, she is naturally safe, if you don't get in touch with ......"

I didn't contact what it represented, and Weiyang naturally knew it.

"If she hasn't been contacted, it doesn't necessarily mean that Zhao Yingkong is in trouble, there are many reasons why she may not be able to use the communicator, such as when she is in the space, or it is broken by a blister, or it is damaged in battle...... It's all possible. ”

I have to say that Newton's method of appeasing people is rotten, but Weiyang is still a little relieved by Newton's set of rhetoric.

Weiyang took out the communicator and began to contact Zhao Yingkong. But three times in a row, no one responded to his call.

"Good luck......

Where is Zhao Yingkong?

She didn't know it herself.

Maybe she didn't know that the name of the owner of the body she was using now was Zhao Yingkong!

"I'll get my revenge......"

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