Chapter 3: Death

Jiang Zhannian looked at the gorgeous colorful long sword that passed through his heart.

looked down, looking at Ye Lingyi, who was leaning out of the window on the 99th floor, like a ghost, with a complicated expression.

There was a faint disbelief in his eyes, which was very likely to be used for the occasion, there was a fear of not faking, and... A hint of relief and relief.

Ye Lingyi looked at the triangular military thorn that pierced her heart.

looked up, looking at Jiang Zhannian, who was still sitting on the roof of the building, his expression was equally complicated.

There is also a hint of relief in the eyes, but other than that, there is an imperceptible indifference buried deep in the eyes.

It's hard to have anything to tug at her heartstrings, let alone the expected situation.

"Unbelievable?" Ye Lingyi's eyes completely returned to calm, and with one hand, he turned upstairs.

"It's true that my Tianyin spiritual vein was abolished by Wu Liyue, and it's true that my meridians have already been abolished on their own in order to cultivate the Tianyin spiritual vein, but so what? I can still use spiritual power; You, the killer "01" can't be killed, but, Ye Lingyi, can. Ye Lingyi paused, and suddenly came a sincere exhortation that ruined the atmosphere: "Also, you are too conceited. ”

"Xiao Yi," Jiang Zhannian turned his head, and that arrogant look of seeing everything in the world as nothing appeared in his eyes again—this look brought the scene back to the state of super "Su".

To this day, he is still sitting in place.

His conceit is indeed in his bones, even if he will die because of it in the end, but he doesn't seem to think that there is anything wrong with it.

Ridiculous and respectable.

"It seems that you really don't realize that the most conceited person in this world, in fact, is you, you are so conceited that you don't trust anyone but yourself."

Jiang Zhannian's voice was very low, he kept his head down, but he couldn't hide the loneliness in his voice, the "loneliness" was so clear that it seemed to be deliberate: "Actually, I'm quite happy now, telling you a secret, maybe, no, it should be that you absolutely don't believe it, but, this is a fact." ”

Ye Ling stood there as he was, second after second, and there was no reaction.

Jiang Zhannian suddenly stopped talking by himself, and didn't look up, as if he wanted to see but was afraid of seeing something, he was in a stalemate with himself, and after a long time, he continued, "In the three years I have been in the Ye family, I have ...... In love, you...... But how can I not avenge the revenge of the extermination? However, I am really happy to be able to hold a place in your heart for ten years. Well...... Maybe you won't understand, but how can you? Falling in love with you is really the biggest torture in this world. ”

Jiang Zhannian's voice had a slight bitter taste, which was very different from him, too bitter to be the protagonist of the love drama: "If you may fall in love with someone in the future, tell me, I really want to know, what will your love be like?" Yes...... But maybe, without this opportunity, I still have a hard time believing that you would fall in love with someone. ”

It is shocking that such a rambling and middle school second's words would come out of such a person's mouth.

But Ye Lingyi was as tenacious as ever, and there was no desire to answer. The breath of life is constantly passing, her body is more than ten times more fragile than that of people who have been sick for a long time, and Jiang Zhannian can't live anymore, so even if he says these words, even if there should be any meaning, it is meaningless now.

And she and him did not have a peace of grudge and enmity before death.

If there is any regret in Ye Lingyi's life, it is that so far, he has not found Niansheng.

However, the simple teleportation array that Wu Liyue opened in a hurry, and Niansheng, who was knocked out by her in a panic halfway, has little hope of living.

At least, she had been looking for so many years, and she had never found it.

"Xiaoyi, do you know, your eyes like this are really annoying,"

Jiang Zhannian raised his head and looked at the extraordinarily bright stars tonight, not knowing what he was thinking, "Is there nothing in this world that can enter your heart?" ”

Jiang Zhannian seemed to be asking Ye Lingyi, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

This time, Ye Lingyi reacted, with a very iconic light "tsk". That often means she's unhappy with what's going on and ready to take action.

Both of them are killers, and they are all one-hit kills.

The military stab Jiang Zhannian used, the 'phantom sword' she used, if it had been someone else, she would have died the moment the weapon entered her heart, and they could hold on, purely by will.

And now, Ye Lingyi suddenly grew bored with this process of slowly waiting for death.

Ye Lingyi stretched out her right index finger and middle finger, and the space of her fingertips was visibly distorted with the naked eye.

It was the extreme heat that distorted the space, and Ye Lingyi tapped her fingertips on the special black clothes on her body, which seemed to be empty.

In the next second, a huge mushroom cloud rose up, suddenly from nothingness to the top of the prosperity, and finally appeared, like a huge fireworks feast, as if mourning whose departure.

The entire AS building was leveled in an instant, and the sound of shattered glass falling to the ground was unsuspensefully drowned out by the sound of explosions.

In the mezzanine of that dress, Ye Lingyi put about 30 catties of C4, saying that the bullet could not explode and could only be detonated by a detonator, but her soul fire was enough to do it.

She has kept this dress by her side for ten years, in order to prevent her from wanting to live when she has a brain cramp one day, Jiang Zhannian will not be able to run away.

In this matter, she will not allow accidents, of course, it is better to kill him with her own hands.

At the moment before the detonation, she heard Jiang Zhannian say, "Lingyi, I love you." ”

When he said this, his face was ...... Gentle?

This was the first time Ye Lingyi had seen such an expression on the face of a man who was indifferent to life and death.

Of course, it's still a very middle two, the kind that can make her suddenly want to beat him up again.

'Love', doesn't she really understand? I'm afraid I don't dare to understand.

Under the dazzling firelight, Ye Lingyi didn't notice that the hazy purple light emanating from the illusion enveloped her.

She just felt as if her soul had fallen into her mother's arms—something she had never touched, but she thought it was so.

It's so gentle, it's reassuring, and I just want to sleep peacefully.

So, she stopped resisting, what was the point of resisting, there was nothing to toss about.

She was completely enveloped by that warmth.