"You ......" looked at the figure slowly walking into the cave, Robbie's eyes suddenly glared at the boss, revealing a look of disbelief.

"How...... How could it be you? ”

"You!!" Xiao Boxi was first surprised, and then secretly happy. "Do you want to help him?"

"Say...... What does he have to do with you...... Hmm...... Hmm......mm

"Don't talk much, my dear brother. It's not fun for you to interrupt like that. ”

"Huh?? Not!! Xiao Boxi was confused at first, but immediately realized and nodded again and again.

Sure enough, she stopped talking, and stood obediently behind Robbie, looking at Jules who slowly walked in with an excited, even expectant, look.

Be good, go and persuade him, go and approach him. It's better to be gentler and more affectionate. Little Boxi likes to watch romance dramas. Don't let Posey down......

Brother Blood Pupil is ours.

Not yours.

Definitely not!!

Not to mention Xiao Boxi's careful thoughts, Robbie was extremely shocked when he saw Jules. He never imagined that after a farewell in the Fifth World of Lu, he would meet Jules again here. Because no matter from which point of view, the former Jules had nothing to do with Crodier. Her strength can't reach the level of conscription, so why is she here here? Also, why did she know Hades?

Robbie only felt foggy. But it was said. "Can you dissuade him?"

"Maybe ......" Jules smiled faintly, revealing an elegant and indifferent temperament. Robbie was stunned.

This kind of temperament is completely different from Jules in the past. Although equally beautiful, Jules's beauty is cold and haughty, like a blue rose on a glacier. And the beauty of this woman is quiet and elegant, like a lily in the night. Since the two temperaments are different, they actually appear on the same face. Robbie involuntarily had an unrealistic feeling.

But in an instant he calmed down. Silently looked at Jules.

I saw her slowly walking towards Dirk. After a while, he stepped into a pool of blood. Bright red blood rolled at her feet. Stirring. But no matter what, he couldn't stain her half a point. It's as if she's never been defiled. The bright red pool of blood and the faint she combined to form an extremely strong contrast. Until......

She walked over to Dirk, leaned down, and took Dirk into her arms.

That moment. Robbie felt his eyes tingle......

Obviously embracing two people, Robbie felt that what he saw was a pure, yet holy love. That longing traveled through time and space, through everything. In the ancient darkness of the past. Quietly blooming in this bloody cave. Robbie couldn't express his feelings, but it occurred to him that it might all be predestined.

It is destined that today, in this dark cave covered with blood, there will be a beautiful and elegant woman.

It is destined that today, a man covered in blood will lie in her arms.

Everything was so abrupt, everything was ...... But it's so natural.

It doesn't matter what they've been through and how many ordeals they've been through. At least here, at this moment. They're together. Even if death will usher in the next second.

Looking at the two people embracing each other in a pool of blood. Robbie suddenly found himself reading. That's not pity, it's expectation, that's not feelings, it's fate.

It's called love.

How many times Robbie has believed that love is actually a feeling, it is passionate, unrestrained, passionate, and makes people do whatever it takes. But it wasn't until this moment that he felt that, in fact, love should be like this.

It is precipitation, accumulation, anticipation, as well as unchangeable.

Love is destiny.

It is a fate that is destined to come together, and death cannot be separated.

The tribulation in the middle is just the process, the nutrients for the flowers to bloom. And it is precisely these nutrients that make the flowers bloom more gorgeous and pure.

In a pool of blood, the woman had a faint smile on her face and reached out to caress Dirk's bloody face. I don't care at all that Dirk looks like a hungry ghost. Blood, flowing on her fair skin, was finally defiled by blood at this moment.

But the strange thing is that even though this is the case, Robbie feels that she is more holy at this moment.

"Dirk......" The woman's red lips opened slightly, and she let out a soft moan that did not know whether it was a sigh or satisfaction. There is a tenderness on his face that cannot be dissolved.

"I ...... Finally found you. ”

"Huh...... Huh......" Dirk gasped, the muscles in his face twitching. How terrifying it looks, how terrifying. But the strange thing is that when he was still violent and crazy just now, he was held in the arms of the woman, but he miraculously calmed down. It's like a woman's bosom is the safest and warmest harbor in the universe. So that he will never be alone again.

The woman hugged him tenderly, and wiped the blood from him with a white jade hand, revealing his ghost-like face. And, those fierce eyes.

The woman whispered. "You're so self-conscious...... Even if there is only this wisp of clone left, in fact...... What's the point of all this? Even if the universe is destroyed and civilization is cut off. Doesn't life still have to go through that primitive cycle? You and I, including our race, are just one part of this cycle. It's like a weed on the side of the road, even if it is old and old, it will be renewed. ”

"All you want is a weed that knows who you are. But even so, what's so special about it? When winter passes and new weeds grow, how can it tell which is itself and which is the newborn weed? ”

With that, the woman sighed and gently pressed her forehead to Dirk's bloody face.

"Weeds, weeds...... My lover. Why are you clinging? ”

"Huh! Scold!! Dirk suddenly struggled violently, and let out a strange low roar from his mouth, as if he was retorting against the woman, as if he was fighting against something.

It's just that his struggle, his rebuttal, but it froze in an instant, because there was something dripping down......

It was a tear.

A drop, as crystal clear as a pearl...... Tear.

Fall ......

on his face.

Just a drop, for Dirk, it was like thunder.

In an instant, in Dirk's bloody mind, a picture suddenly appeared. On a white cloud, a man stood alone, and behind the man, a woman hugged him tightly. Neither of them spoke, but the man's head was slightly raised, and his gaze was like lightning piercing the sky, sinking into the distant starry sky.

He didn't look back, because he didn't dare to turn back, he couldn't turn back.

All he could feel was the heat and dampness on his back.

"I'm sorry, Meiya. I have to go. But I promise you that I will definitely come back......"

"Don't cry anymore...... Because...... A tear of yours is ...... to me."

"It's the whole ocean."

The image vanished, and Dirk's eyes were bloody red again. But he suddenly stopped moving, and lay quietly in the woman's arms. The mutilated body was still bleeding with pungent blood. It's like a mess of rotten meat.

Before he knew it, the violence on his face was gone, and in its place was an indescribable tranquility.

Because, he got ......

An ocean of its own.

After a lapse of 10,000 years. (To be continued.) )