It's not true, it's just an illusion created by the electromagnetic spiders!

Not really!

After Bian Cheng repeated it many times in his heart, he reluctantly suppressed the guilt.

She had determined that this was what was being assessed.

She must indeed be in the Fifth Sector outside the Crystal Palace by now, and the Flying Machine somehow brought herself here.

She suddenly remembered that before the breakup yesterday, Talos had reminded Moti in a not very serious tone that today's assessment should be serious, because if you are not careful, you may hang up!

He didn't explain much, and Bian Cheng felt that what he meant at the time might be to take Moti seriously, otherwise he might be eliminated.

Now it seems that the meaning of hanging in Talos's mouth is real death!

It's not a dream, and if she dies here, it's really over.

Can't die yet!

The world is very fucked, but for more than half a year, she has had a lot of bonds.

She wants to resurrect Bag, to find out the identity of the mysterious man, to solve the mystery of herself, and to repay the energy of the canon.

If she had died in such an unknown way, that turkey would have said bad things about her to Ah Jin.

At this thought, she pulled her legs and ran wildly.

Run in the direction of Crystal Palace in the 8th arrondissement.

Although her current physical strength is not difficult to deal with these electromagnetic spiders in front of her, there are more dangers here besides electromagnetic spiders.

She is a lonely hunter, walking in a deserted wasteland.

She is also delicious food.

The skin and flesh are favored by tigers and leopards, and the cortical fluid is a delicacy for poisonous insects, rats and ants, not to mention a mouth-watering chip. Sweeping the electromagnetic spider at this moment is a waste of physical strength, and with her speed, she will definitely be able to escape this wave of attacks.

However, the road to escape will not be easy.

On the way, she swept away one "acquaintance" after another.

At first, Bian Cheng would struggle, but in the end, he raised the knife in his hand, one by one, almost numb.

The number of killings increased, and the sight became cold and warm, like a killing machine, constantly waving the dagger to end the "life" of those familiar faces.

In the long repetition, her movements are constantly simple and neat, precise control, and do not waste a single bit of strength.

It's a pity that in the empty and unmanned black world, no one can appreciate her artistic killing performance.

Actually, it's not numb!

Anger gradually concentrated from the limbs to the brain.

Why arrange such a cruel assessment, not just a test of talent?

Why use these familiar faces to remind her of what she has done and what she has lost.

Such a wound, she originally just wanted to sink in the depths of her memory and never mention it.

The experience of these days almost made her forget that the rulers of the Crystal Palace have always regarded abandoned robots like them as ants that can be pinched to death at will.

It's not enough to die once, the second time, let her do it herself!

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, my temples jumped suddenly, and that familiar sense of intrusion came again.

Bian Cheng's eyes were already black like a whirlpool in space, and the dagger in his hand was stained with a lot of sticky yellow.

That's semi-solid cortical fluid.

Even if her strength has advanced quickly, in the continuous overcoming of thorns and thorns, she still has some color on her body.

The right arm was scratched, and the armor on the chest was also torn a small wound.

However, her appearance looked far more terrifying than it actually was, and there was a lot of cortical fluid splashed on her hands, which was yellow and greasy and solidified on the black armor.

The shape is unknown, which makes the scalp tingle.

Anger rattled in every nerve of her.

The temples were about to explode.

I'm afraid that with a little more stimulation, it will take over its body when it is dormant.

Bian Cheng felt a sharp drop in physical fitness.

The body that was originally fully charged seems to have been drained of more than 50% of its energy because of its awakening.

I almost forgot that it was the hungry devil who couldn't be fed.

Perhaps, you can let it take over this body, and hand over such a brutal killing to it, and when you wake up, it's not bad that everything will be over!

However, such a thought only flashed in Bian Cheng's mind for a second.

Weakness is only instantaneous, she always has to be the master of her own destiny!

Pain can give strength and wake up.

In the darkness ahead, a figure suddenly blocked her way out.

Are you so not afraid of death?

Going forward?

The corners of Bian Cheng's mouth hooked up a cold smile, and the cold dagger had been raised to the best attack position.

The length of the dagger, long enough to pierce the entire head, can kill the opponent when attacked from the front and from behind.

At this moment, the black shadow moved, with the most ordinary speed.

She shifted her standing angle, and the cold glow of the blue moon smeared on her face.

Her skin was smooth, with a smile on her face that had been seen for a long time, subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and her left arm was empty, leaving only a smooth right hand.

The white dress on her body seemed to have been burned by the flames and became a curly shape. Her gaze looked to the side

Cheng, intimate and happy.

Bian Cheng's hand holding the dagger was trembling!

She spoke, her voice in a familiar soft tone: "Bian Cheng, why have you been out for so long this time, I was worried about you, so I came to you!" ”

Seeing that she didn't move, the woman took two more steps forward, and looked at her with concern: "How is it, there are no injuries this time, right?" I also saved some primary energy liquid there, enough for our expenses for a month, you have a good rest this time! ”

Bian Cheng's eyes moistened.

The speed of the woman's feet increased a little: "Bag is still waiting for you at home, let's go back quickly!" ”

Bian Cheng's greedy gaze looked over inch by inch.

This person, who has appeared in his dreams countless times, is now really standing in front of him, and there is a feeling of being separated from the world.

In her memory, Planet 3018 was black.

Only Bailan and Bag are the light source and warmth in this black world.

If it weren't for keeping each other warm with them, Bian Cheng didn't know how to survive one long night after another.

In the first few days, every time she saw the mutilated blue moon and heard the roars of the beasts deep in the jungle, she could have nightmares that made her tremble all night, unable to sleep.

It's not that she has such a high fighting power from the beginning, it's love and bonding that make her strong!

Because of the concern of the heart, death becomes terrible. If you are afraid of death, you will continue to improve yourself.

Bian Cheng's throat was so dry that he mobilized almost all the strength of his body before he struggled to utter a few choked words: "Bailan, sister!" ”

This sister made Bai Lan's tears welled up in her eyes, and she nodded again and again.

Memories are only a second.

Bai Lan was already standing two meters away from Bian Cheng, her smile full of warmth as every time she returned home.

Bian Cheng heard the sound of his heart breaking.

She no longer had the strength to hold the dagger in her hand, and the previous madness and indifference were like snake shells, fading inch by inch.

Reveal a soft, fragile newborn body that shatters with a single blow.

Bai Lan stretched out her hand to hold her: "Bian Cheng, let's go, let's go home!" ”