She loves freedom;

It's like a student who is tired of studying in the evening and tired of having all his breaks scheduled for make-up classes.

As long as I think of the disappointed and sad eyes of my parents in my mind

They will put down their phones, put down the fun of playing games, and bear the pressure of that final exam paper.

That's called.

Liability.

"Right...... That's right," the long-haired woman only felt her face flush.

Everyone stared at the back of Kwon Jin departing with an incredulous gaze.

And the fourth child who was standing on the side saw that Quan Jin had passed two levels in a row, and he was really shocked in his heart.

The first level can be said to be a coincidence.

And what about the second level?

The fourth suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to keep up with the power.

He witnessed Quan Jin's third question, a simple, but helpless sentence

"If she loves freedom so much, why not destroy those who stand in her way to freedom?"

"Please answer."

This level.

Everyone was silent, only the fourth child whispered in Quan Jin's ear, "Do you know? In fact, she can ruin this world with just a raise of her hand. ”

"Even if she didn't protect that person at the beginning."

"She didn't take revenge on the world."

When Quan Jin heard the second sentence, his heart felt uncomfortable.

She pressed the answer and replied with a resonant emotion, "Be strong, and they believe in her." ”

Uncle Nine once said.

She must control her emotions, no matter how big the blow and change are, she must be sensible, and she must not show a trace of discomfort and collapse on the surface.

That's called being strong.

The higher you stand, the stronger you should be.

[Correct, please clear the customs]

After three levels in a row, her answers were so crisp and neat, and these answers seemed to have been engraved into her heart a long time ago, as if they were something she had experienced.

“w。”

The fourth child called out to Quanjin, "Who the hell are you?" ”

"Why do you know so many things about her? Don't tell me it's blindfolded, it's not such a coincidence. ”

Quan Jin looked at the fourth child with a solemn and vigilant face.

Tilting her head, without any emotional fluctuations in her eyes or face, she looked at him and said; "Is she really dead?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just want to know her, she's really like me, that's all." After saying this sentence in a sincere tone, Quan Jin turned around and entered the fourth level.

This time;

It's not a question.

Instead, a picture is printed upside down on the screen where the question is asked.

Everyone present clenched their chests the next second they saw the portrait, feeling a sad emotion in their hearts.

Give gradual encroachment.

His eyes were red, and tears welled up in an instant.

"Why am I crying?"

Someone suddenly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at the blurry picture printed upside down on the screen, and obviously couldn't even see his face clearly, but he cried everyone in the audience.

I can see it faintly.

In the picture, it should be a man holding his last breath, lying on the ground covered in blood.

He smiled and raised his trembling hand and moved his lips towards a blurred woman.

The crowd couldn't hear the man's voice, but Quan Jin knew and knew that he was talking to her

'If I have a chance to survive in the world, you remember to wait for me, and I will come to you with all my might. ’

I have engraved your name in the palm of my right hand. ’

No matter how long it takes. ’

'As long as I open my hand, I will see your name, and then I will remember that I am pleased with you'

The hoarse and a little weak, but deliberately disguised as a strong voice, reverberated in the ears of Quanzhen.

The fourth child turned his back and felt a sudden feeling in his heart.

Right to get closer to the screen......

A feeling of guilt and self-reproach arose, and she really wanted to see what this man looked like, but found that when she got closer.

This picture has been converted into the text of the question.

"Who's in here?" Quan Jin turned his head and subconsciously looked at the fourth child who was frowning on the side.