West Coast of the United States, private island.

Isabel slowly opened her eyes, the sunlight shone through the window, spilling onto the soft big bed, a little dazzling, Isabel subconsciously raised a hand, blocking her eyes, the sunlight through the slender fingers, flowing on her cheeks.

Isabel touched to the left, but was empty. Joaquin, isn't he there?

Isabel was slightly lost in her heart, and she stood up a little tiredly, leaning against the head of the bed, holding her forehead with one hand, and her slightly sloppy gaze passed for a long time before she was slightly focused. After tidying up her messy hair, Isabel put on her nightdress and walked out of the bedroom.

Looking left and right, whether it is the study, the training room, or the game room, there is no Joaquin's figure, in the end, she had to resign herself to her fate and went downstairs, the large living room on the first floor is quiet, and it is cleaned by the servants here, but the assassins of the Assassin League act as servants, and there is one thing that is not good, that is, it is too quiet, but the four living people are like four ghosts, although they are on call, but as long as there is no demand, these ninjas have been in a state of evaporation in the world.

Isabel walked gently, pushed open the door with both hands, the bright sun sprinkled on her body, smeared a golden halo on her beautiful body, not far away, Anne was busy in her flower field, little Groot finally got out of the flower pot, grew to a height of more than 30 centimeters, has grown feet, can walk freely, at this time, little Groot followed Anne's side, helped Anne carefully take care of this flower field, from time to time to see "sick" flowers, Little Groot's small palm caresses. Golden light penetrates into the rhizomes of the flowers. In less than a few seconds. These withered flowers have been reborn again.

Seeing such a scene, Anne smiled softly, squatted down, and gently rubbed little Groot's little head with a finger as if rewarding.

The sky is wide, the breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, and the flowers are in the ocean. Looking at such a quiet and tranquil scene, Isabel's mood couldn't help but feel much better, especially seeing Anne's gentle smile, which completely infected Isabel's fragile heart.

"Little Isa, are you awake?" Anne also noticed Isabel's appearance, and when she saw that the girl's eyebrows were still with a hint of sorrow, her heart softened slightly, and she beckoned to Isabel, "Come here, my child." ”

"Hmm." Isabel pursed her lips. The tail of the nightdress fluttered gently in the breeze, and one hand stripped the blonde hair that was blown by the wind. Step by step, he walked towards Anne. But his body slowly stopped in front of the flower field, thought about it, took the cool drag off, stepped on the soft soil with his bare feet, and walked step by step towards the person who called him gently.

"Did you sleep well?" Anne wore a sun hat and looked at the child who came to her, gently rubbing Isabel's hair with one hand, with a hint of pampering in her eyes, "Why is it sad again, he bullied you?" ”

"No, no." Isabel shook her head, bit her lip gently, hesitated, and said, "He's not here." ”

"Huh?" Anne was stunned for a moment, her face changed slightly, and after a few seconds, she sighed silently, "That incident hit him hard, I hope you can understand." I'll talk to him, don't worry. ”

"Hmm." Isabel nodded obediently.

"Come here." Anne looked at the girl's docile appearance, pressed Isabel's head down with one hand, and kissed the girl's forehead lightly with her lips, "Would you like to help Mom take care of these little ones?" ”

"Groot" little Groot looked up at his cute little face, showed a lovely smile, kept turning around a lilac flower, his little hand gently patted the petals, looked up at Isabel, and seemed to tell Isabel with his own actions: Look, how beautiful they are, stay and take care of them with us.

Looking at Groot's cute and naughty appearance, Isabel finally burst out loud and shook her head with a smile: "I'll go see him, Mom, I'll see you later." ”

"That's not a good idea." Anne sighed lightly, but it didn't stop Isabel.

The girl didn't answer and insisted on leaving the sea of flowers.

In the south-central part of the villa complex, in the huge courtyard, not far from the fence, a man has been kneeling here for a long time like a sculpture, and in front of him is a tombstone, on which a round metal hangs, and the metal is kneaded with the profile of a woman, like a coin.

"Didn't Barry say that you'll be fine, he's a liar, I'll have to teach him a good lesson one day." The man seemed to have been talking to himself for a long time before moving on to such a topic.

Although it was in front of the tombstone, there didn't seem to be any sadness on Joakin's face, but his face was relaxed, and he gently stroked the cold tombstone in front of him with one hand, and Joaquin silently lowered his head: "You are ruthless, just die, don't even leave me a corpse." So many people have died, but I still have a thought, there is a resurrection spring to save it. You're good, don't leave me any hope, hehe. ”

"But, then again, why do you insist on dying?" Joaquin lowered his head, his tone trembled slightly, and the relief on his face disappeared, "Thinking of the hardships and hardships we have experienced together, what can you do but I can't forgive?"

Yes, this is the most contradictory question in Joaquin's heart, the Scarlet Witch chose death, chose self-erasure. In the final analysis, the reason is still Joaquin, if Joaquin is not so tough on weekdays, if his attitude is not so clear last time, maybe everything will take a turn.

Essentially, Joaquin is a person who admits his relatives and does not recognize reason. He knew that the Scarlet Witch had done things that hurt many people for her own selfishness. But in fact, Joaquin didn't care. For the group of mutants, in Joaquin's mind, it is to be ranked behind his relatives. Maybe helping mutants survive is for the professor's entrustment, for their own peace of mind, and for themselves to reach a certain status, and it is something that they naturally have to do.

But, compared to the Scarlet Witch, Joaquin doesn't care about them. Dead is dead. Doesn't matter. In the eyes of the world. The Scarlet Witch may be the sinner of the mutant race, but in Joaquin's eyes, none of this is anything.

There is a good saying, as long as you live, there is hope. Scarlet Witch is wrong, so change it. couldn't change it, so Joaquin personally helped her change it. Schizophrenia, then cure. It can't be cured. Joaquin went and slaughtered the Red Skull with his own hands. No, Joaquin could put down his worth and pay any price to ask for Doctor Strange, and he would bring back a normal Scarlet Witch anyway, however, the premise of all this is: she is still alive.

Yes, she blinded the world and blinded herself.

"I have a lot of abilities, and my strength has improved qualitatively. But you're gone. Your slap made my face hurt so much," Joaquin tapped his head in annoyance. As he gets stronger and stronger, tragic things happen one after another. Back then, Joaquin, who had absorbed several mutant abilities, witnessed the death of his mother Annie. At that time, he had just been very excited to obtain the ability of the fire diamond, thinking that he could stand on the top of the world and fight anyone, but he was defeated by Reverse Lightning, and Annie's death darkened Joaquin's sky. The excitement and happiness vanished and sank to the bottom.

And now, Joaquin has absorbed the power of the apocalypse and directly turned into a humanoid BUG, but has to face the fact that Scarlet Witch is dead.

Don't blame Joaquin for confessing at Scarlet Witch's tombstone, it makes sense for him to react so badly after the blow and setback that made his life.

After Anne's death, Joaquin had the teachings and enlightenment of the White Queen, and the tempering of the body and mind of the ninja master. After a whole year on the snowy mountain, he finally survived. Perhaps, this time Crimson died, Joaquin should have seen it very openly and indifferently? No, on the contrary, he couldn't stand such heavy blows again and again, especially when he had incomparably strong strength, especially when he had absolute confidence in his own abilities, such a thing, the damage to Joaquin's heart was incomparable. You know, he can really be called high-spirited, and he just slaughtered the existence of the Apocalypse!

The higher you stand, the worse you fall. The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. The heart is higher than the sky, and life is thinner than paper.

"Joaquin." At some point, Isabel had pushed open the door of the villa and saw the lonely figure in the courtyard in the distance. Isabel felt bitter in her heart, and walked forward, but in the middle of the walk, her body was frozen in place.

"Joaquin, it's me, relax, let go of me" Isabel said with an ugly face, trembling, her body was hung in the air, she felt her body being torn constantly, she didn't know how many seconds she could hold on, maybe Joaquin only had one thought, she would be completely dismembered.

The ability of the apocalypse is really not a joke. This level of mind control is not comparable to that of Jean Grey.

Joaquin turned his head with a hint of apology on his face: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, you know, the emotions are a little out of control." When Joaquin sensed that someone was approaching, Joaquin, who was in an emotion, naturally reacted as if he was on guard, causing the scene just now.

"Joaquin" Isabel fell to the ground, softly supporting her trembling legs, wanting to speak and stopping, the few bouquets of flowers that had just been picked in the flower field in her hands were already finely broken and messy, which she wanted to give to Crimson, but it was a pity.

"Don't worry, I know what you're worried about, I won't always stay here." Joaquin whispered, his eyes full of complexity, and gently grasped the edge of the tombstone with one hand, "She just looked for me, and someone left Hellfire. ”

Isabel's face was complicated, and she followed the coin-like avatar and saw the beautiful English string under the avatar, which was carved by Joaquin himself, and every time she saw this sentence, Isabel felt full of sadness in her heart.

I saw that under the beautiful profile of the Scarlet Witch, there was a string of epitaphs written with this slightly sad epitaph:

"Don't judge me.

You only know my name, but you don't know my story.

You just hear what I've done, but you don't know what I've been through. ”

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From today, two shifts a day will be resumed, this is the first shift, and there will be one shift around 8 o'clock in the evening. (To be continued......)