Speaking of which, Origami should be grateful to Kuroba, it is precisely because of his careful thinking and wrong leadership that the combat effectiveness of Origami God Killing has been greatly improved. The story of the www.biquge.info of Pen Fun and Pavilion vividly introduces what it means to say that "there are no guns and no cannons, and the enemy makes them for us".

But these are all later words, and the later words are said later, of course, you can not say them. After all, no one knows if they will survive to that time for what will happen in the future.

Before Xia Dongyang went to look for origami, Kurohara said to Xia Dongyang, you are not a thing in the pool, don't restrain yourself because of a woman. Xia Dongyang was originally an amorous person, after the novelty of the cold moon passed, after the love cooled down, Xia Dongyang could give up the cold moon at any time.

Love is a cup of hot water, curing all diseases, but with the passage of time, its temperature dissipates, and in the end this glass of water is just a cool tasteless carbohydrate - a cup of hot water just poured, cold, like me and you - this is love.

But Kurohara told Xia Dongyang that if he offered to break up, then Kurohara would kill him in the most cruel way. "Falling in love is like pulling a rubber band, and the person who lets go in the end will hurt the most. I ask you to still show that you love her deeply, but let her break up because you don't have the right personality. Leng Yue must be the one who proposes to break up! Kuroba said.

Hei Yuan can do anything for the sake of Leng Yue, and there was a time when he wanted to secretly assassinate Xia Dongyang. He even found out how to contact the number one killer, the black cat, and even the funds to buy the murderer have been prepared. He only needs to learn to draw a summoning array like a little demon fairy, recite the summoning spell of the grinding shop, and Xia Dongyang will disappear from this world.

Killing people invisibly, silently, and without a trace, this is the dignity and signboard of the number one killer in the black market.

But Hei Yuan still gave up this idea, because he was afraid that after Xia Dongyang died, Leng Yue would be too sad. She is too innocent, and she will definitely cry for this dead love, and die and live. Hei Yuan thought that Leng Yue had not given up on Xia Dongyang's love, so it would not be good for anyone for Xia Dongyang to die.

No one can wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and in the same way, no one can enter the heart of a girl whose heart is dead.

"I just want to take care of you." Kuroba said to Leng Yue, who was covering his ears and heartbroken.

That's all that Kuroba told Leng Yue, and when he told the truth, maybe it was for the salvation of his soul, or maybe it was to make Leng Yue sympathize with him for the loss of everything he deserved from the leader of the god-killing class to the sinner of the Naho Bridge School who did something wrong.

But when Leng Yue heard this, she only had one feeling, not sympathy, not anger, and even less happiness - for Xia Dongyang was not happy because she hated herself and left love - her feeling was despair. She was thinking: Why is Kuroba so cruel, the brother she recognizes is actually this kind of person...... There is no salvation for this ugly world.

In addition to drawing a line with Kurohara and breaking off her righteousness, she also left Naiheqiao School. She didn't look for the figure of Xia Dongyang, who led the rebellion of the god-killing class, but to find the power that could judge the gods - she wanted to kill the Eight Deceitful Gods, so as to tell Xia Dongyang that he was wrong.

He was wrong to believe in the power of the eight deceitful gods, and he was wrong to leave himself with a lie. Obviously, no matter what path Xia Dongyang wants to take, he can accompany him, even if he kills gods, even if he goes against the sky, even if he betrays the people of the world, even if he goes against the world...... Even if we go to the Yellow Springs together. Leng Yue thought.

Xia Dongyang made a mistake in abandoning Leng Yue, she gave him her own heart to exchange for love. But Xia Dongyang is like a clown who cheats people out of ticket money, he doesn't have an elephant, not a tiger, no monkey, and sells all the tickets with his skills. The money was in his pocket, he made a lot of money, and then in the anticipation of the performance - the money was taken away!

He harvested the passion, gave the girl a promise, and disappeared.

Why?

Leng Yue shouted in her heart: I obviously believed the future you said at that time, that is our love - strolling in the dusk under the sunset lakeside, holding hands, watching the dandelions on the ground blown away by the breeze, eating strawberry-flavored ice cream, which will taste the same as your lips.

I don't want to admit that this is what you say to every ex-girlfriend, even if you say it so skillfully and reciting it like a fluent. I'd rather keep myself in the dark than blindly trust you. I've got the blindness of love, and you? You don't have the impulse and madness of love, why don't you take me away and pursue a vigorous love that belongs to us.

Even if you die with the world!

"Since the strong in this world are respected, then I will win, and I will use my strength to regain my first love. I'll tell you, even gods can't win the world. Leng Yue picked up Xia Dongliang's corpse, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face, and repeated the Haikou boasted at the beginning.

When the twin brothers close their eyes and don't make any expressions, they are exactly the same people.

Leng Yue lowered her head and kissed Xia Dongliang, the touch of her lips only lasted for a few seconds, and Leng Yue frowned. It's not the same person, even if it looks so similar, the taste and feel are very different.

Leng Yue raised her head and parted her lips. Her holy silver-white wings wrapped around Xia Dongliang's corpse, lifting him off the ground like a rice dumpling, moving with the movement of the cold moon.

The angel's lips were stained with sticky blood, which was sticking together and wanted to run down his jaw. The angel discovered the presence of blood, she pressed the blood stain with her thumb, and then followed the contour of her lips, bit by bit, inch by inch, to smooth out the blood on her lips.

She walked towards the outside world, and on the way she played music on the phone she had just called, and she wanted to finish the song she hadn't listened to. "My lord, allow me to be willful for a moment." She said.

It's related to you, and I don't feel it after watching it. If you really dare to ask the author, why is it sinful? How difficult it is to persuade people to be separated, if the beautiful story comes too late.

So everywhere it goes, it's like happiness is ignited, as if you were in the class next door to me. People bury their unspeakable love in the soil and sit idly by while others do their best to clear themselves.

I hear your voice, and I have a heart that I dare not see; I hid in the fastidious crowd and looked for the star in the middle of the night; I thought the traveler had burned out all my enthusiasm, but you felt like a love letter.

People lock their belated love in a password, and their eloquent speeches leave out all relationships.

I hear your voice, and I have a heart that I dare not see; I hid in the picky, and looked for the star in the middle of the night; You can't hear me, and you're afraid you'll blurt out your name.

Like sure I'm going to meet you, like once swapping eyes.