"That's enough, isn't it?"

Holding the hand of Boreth Juncao, Chu Feiyue's doppelganger said this sentence at the same time, the "blood" in his chest also gushed down the throat to his mouth, and then flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The expression of the Burreth Army Cao, which was covered by the black hood, froze slightly, and then, with a shake of his hand, he broke away from Chu Feiyue's hand holding his arm, and pushed him back to his seat by the way.

"Cut, find your own death, you deserve it. (Russian)"

Cursing in the slang of his hometown, Boreth Jun Cao shook off the blood stains on his hands, and looked impatiently at Liu Siqian, who was hugging Chu Feiyue's body.

"Don't look at me like that, she bumped into me by herself, or you'd be the one who died now."

Holding Chu Feiyue's body, Liu Siqian roared angrily at Boreth Juncao: "I'd rather die than me, do you know what you did, you ruined the tomorrow of mankind!" ”

"Don't say it, I'm not in pain, let go of me..."Chu Feiyue's doppelganger raised his hand and tried to pull away Liu Siqian's hand holding him, but at this time, his red-dyed shirt made his words so unconvincing.

At least, in Liu Siqian's eyes, Chu Feiyue, who said such things, was completely reckless.

"You just don't say a word now, why do you want to block the gun for me, stupid you!" Looking at the "absolutely fatal wound" on Chu Feiyue's chest, Liu Siqian said with a crying voice.

"Because if you're beaten, you're going to die, and I'm not, cough... Ahem..."As he spoke, another stream of red liquid was coughed out of Chu Feiyue's mouth. With the loss of a large amount of bodily fluids, the already small amount of magic stored in Chu Feiyue's clone also began to pass rapidly.

For a split body that lives with mana, a state with only a few hundred mana points remains, and it is not too much to call it a state of frequent death.

His gaze slowly swirled between his palm stained with bright red liquid and Chu Feiyue, who was slowly closing his eyes beside him, and Liu Siqian felt that a certain nerve in her brain seemed to be about to break.

"Chu Feiyue, don't close your eyes, I won't allow you to sleep, don't sleep!"

Liu Siqian's mournful voice echoed in the quiet auditorium, like a cuckoo crying blood.

……

Chu Feiyue's deity, who had returned home with her sister, was slightly shocked, and Qin Yue caught the momentary shock on Chu Feiyue's face, and tilted her head suspiciously.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"Uh..."Chu Feiyue roughly skimmed through the memories of this time on the side of the clone in her mind, and then her expression became quite exciting, "The Great Hall of Panda has been occupied by terrorists. ”

Qin Yue's eyes widened so big all of a sudden, "Just kidding!" ”

Chu Feiyue shook her head slowly, and said with a painful face: "If only it were a joke, at that time, Liu Siqian told me that forty terrorists came to Nanjing, and I didn't take it seriously at all, as a result..."

Which fairy can tell me how impatient these guys with their heads on their belts are to run to Panda to play kidnapping games?

"That's... So what to do? Qin Yue's voice raised slightly, causing the two domestic cute creatures who were watching TV in the living room to crane their necks together and twist their heads to look this way.

Chu Feiyue shrugged her shoulders, "What can I do, the sky is falling, and the terrorists will of course be handed over to the police uncle to deal with." ”

"But... But! Someone will get hurt, my brother can help them, isn't he! ”

"That's true, but I can do a lot of things, and I can't do everything, right? Everybody has their place, and if I meddle in other people's jobs casually, won't they be unemployed? Help a ......"

Before Chu Feiyue's strange theory was finished, Qin Yue covered her ears and shook her head.

"I don't listen, I don't listen, I hate my brother's preaching the most." {{{(>_