He slowly propped up his body, but he couldn't help but tremble his fingertips in pain, his face was pale, he gritted his teeth, and only then did he tremble and barely hold up, and even needed to lean on the boulder, so he barely sat in a not ugly posture, and looked at Qiao An, who was holding Jing Yiran.

Jing Yiran has lost his breath of life, and he and His Highness also heard the system prompt, everything is irreparable, but His Highness still holds on to it, as if he wants him to wake up in the next second.

Such a fiery love.

It's really irrational.

He stretched out his hand, and now he was tormented with every movement, but he still slowly nodded towards his chest.

There was a heart beating there, but there was no feeling, obviously he was only less than a meter away from them, but he felt that there was a narrow and deep moat between them, dividing them into two different people, unable to empathize, unable to feel the fiery love, unable to enjoy the sweet pain.

Therefore, in the cold eyes of the first generation of Zero, there was no trace of guilt, and there was even anger caused by the failure just now.

Just a little bit!

He clenched his hand in his heart suddenly, and the repeated dark emotions churned again, and his breathing even began to become rapid, as if he was suppressing the anger.

The desperate longing that the Jedi carried when he was alive shattered at this moment, making him almost uncontrollable, wanting to break the net and ruin the world!

Damn it!

He pulled an extreme sneer, the fire of hell burned in his eyes, his chest rose and fell violently, and the evil and hideous face seemed to burst out at this moment!

He couldn't get it!

The rich blackening power in his body even began to ignore Qiao An's suppressed power, and there were signs of boiling, and he wanted to break through the obstacles at all costs and infect the whole world!

"The First Zero."

The extremely cold sound, like the coldest ice on the top of the snowy mountain, made the first generation of Zero's mood stagnate, and then turned his head.

I saw Qiao An hugging Jing Yiran, tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, the sad tears were crystal clear, very beautiful, like dewdrops in the morning, reflecting a faint light, but when they fell on him, they turned into cold coldness.

The first generation of Zero always knew that tears were the most advantageous weapon for women to conquer men, but if they cried too much, they would be worthless.

But undoubtedly, the tears of His Highness are precious.

This was the first time he had seen His Highness cry.

Obviously, the euphemistic and sad tears that I saw were all given to Jing Yiran, and all that brought him was a bone-eroding coolness, but it smashed on him at this moment, almost extinguishing his monstrous anger.

His heartstrings fluttered slightly.

But at that moment, what he remembered was-

His life is already in the hands of His Highness.

He has been rational for too long, even if he occasionally becomes emotional, it is only a moment, and he disappeared in an instant, and he said softly: "Your Highness, we should go." ”

Qiao An pursed her lips tightly, looking at him, the temperature in Jing Yiran's arms was cold, everything had reached the point of no return, she knew that what she did was useless, but-

Her eyes narrowed, her body leaned forward slightly, and then she raised her hand and snapped.

Shook it over!

The first Zero's face was jerked to the side by her fan.

A deep slap mark was left on the handsome face.

The first generation of zero eyebrows instantly suppressed the short-term haze, the corners of his lips slightly outlined a thin and cool arc, fleeting, he lowered his head to hide his emotions and the cold light under his eyes, and pressed the top half of his face with his tongue, and then raised his head, but he looked low and decadent.