A long bamboo stick exposed outside the flesh is exposed outside the body, how can they escape the restraint of the bamboo stick just like that? However, just like that, just a little bit of it, but it was already about to make him faint, so how would he continue to do it?

Diyin retreated and sat aside, seemingly leisurely, but his mood was inexplicably a little complicated. He looked at the pair of people who were nailed to the wall by the bamboo stick, and looked at the white and colorless face, his eyes were slightly pressed.

"Dragon Lion...... Wait for me. It was so small that only his voice could be heard, and he used such a belief to keep himself awake. Holding back the sharp pain, his body moved forward little by little, and with each movement, the blood from the wound on his shoulder gushed more fiercely, which made people look at it and be shocked.

With such a body, no one would have thought that there would be such a will to insist.

The tongue of fire continued to lick and eat at the rope that bound the little dragon lion, the rope was already blackened, and it would not be long before it was burned.

Every time they moved, they would raise their eyes to look at the rope, for fear that the rope would be burned before they could pass.

When half a pillar of incense was made, blood had already flowed from both feet, and the whole person was about to collapse and fall to the ground.

Hiss –

With a crisp sound, the rope broke in half, leaving only a thin point to support the weight of the little dragon lion.

Shuangshuang's heart was tight, and he reached out to grab it, but he felt that the little dragon and lion were really far away from him. And his eyes were getting blurred. He felt like the blood in his body was running dry.

Hiss –

There was another crisp sound, and the sound pulled back the weakened consciousness in an instant, and they looked at the rope again, the rope was thinner than before, as long as it was a moment, just a moment, the rope would really break completely.

Little Dragon Lion, Little Dragon Lion......

At that moment, all the experiences he had from childhood to adulthood poured into his mind, he was abandoned by his family, he met the little dragon and lion, all kinds of things, he had always hidden all his emotions in the depths of his heart, but at this time, it was like a surging tide of waves impacting his heart, tears like a tide, and he couldn't stop flowing.

Ahh

With a roar, a force surged from nowhere, and the body rushed forward, and the body broke free of the shackles of the bamboo stick, and the long bamboo stick completely penetrated his shoulder, and in an instant, the wound was bleeding like a gushing outbreak.

Shuangshuang also untied his restraints, his body softened, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

The pain he had never felt before made his brain go blank for a moment. And just for such a short time, he endured everything, opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the little dragon lion, and crawled towards the little dragon lion.

In a person's life, you can meet many, many people. These people will inadvertently become a color in your life, but among these people, there are always a few who will become that heavy stroke, which can never be erased, whether it has hurt you or given you special meaning.

For Shuangshuang, over the years, the affection given to him by his parents and brothers has never been as deep as that given by Xiaolongshi. When he was most helpless and desperate, it was the little dragon lion who appeared by his side and made him live the happiest time in so many years.

Therefore, even if he gives up on himself, he will not give up on the little dragon lion.

The little dragon lion is his friend!

Diyin would never believe that such a child would not only break free from the restraint of the bamboo stick in such a situation, but also climb to the side of the rope before it was burned. That kind of picture was deeply stimulating to him.

The flute pursed her lips tightly, her fingers clenched unconsciously, and he couldn't tell what it was like to feel at this moment.

"Little ...... Dragon and lion. Looking at the rope in front of him, his face full of blood and tears showed a shallow smile, and he stretched out his hand to knock over the torch that was burning under the rope, and immediately, he could save the little dragon lion.

The outstretched hand was stomped on the ground by one foot. Both snorted, gritting their teeth to endure the pain. Slowly looking up, looking at the flute standing beside him, stepping on his hand.

The dazzling sunlight pierced his eyes, and he almost couldn't open his eyes, let alone see the face with the light on his back, but he could feel that the breath on the flute was very gloomy and heavy, like the haze before the storm.

The flute stomped tightly on the back of Shuangshuang's hands, preventing them from pushing the flaming torch while the fire continued to lick the rope.

Both looked at the flute, then at the fire, at the rope, and slowly shook their heads, "Let go...... Let go. ”

The hoarse and low voice was about to use up all his strength, and he didn't know why Diyin was doing this, hadn't he already said it? Did he say that as long as he came over, he would release the little dragon lion?

Both shook their heads, trying to struggle, but the more they struggled, the more powerless they became.

How could he earn the flute like this?

But the rope was getting thinner and thinner, and it was hissing and hissing, and the strings were breaking, and his heart seemed to be crushed a little bit.

Why, why did you regret it, why didn't you let go of Xiaolongshi when you obviously agreed. Why! Shuangshuang's heart was throbbing violently, his chest was rising and falling violently, he was so excited that he was about to lose his breath, and he was so painful that he was about to die.

"This world is not as good as you think, and the law of the jungle is the only rule of survival in this world." Flute said lightly.

"Please...... Please...... Put a small ...... Little dragon lion. Shuangshuang's other hand grabbed Diyin's feet, pleading with Diyin like a mosquito.

Diyin just looked at Shuangshuang like that, his face was full of indifference, and he had never been deeper.

Facing the face in front of him, he would have a little slackness, and he would really want to let them go.

But...... No, he can't, if he lets go of Shuangshuang and the hanging child, won't he regret his choice? He actually chose the current road, he should go all the way in the direction of this road, and never look back to the end.

After begging for a long time to no avail, Shuangshuang finally gave up, and the whole person threw himself on the ground, motionless, as if he were dead, and the sound of the fire burning the rope still ringed in his ears.

There's no more time, no more.

The rope is about to burn, and the little dragon and lion are going to die.

Seeing that Shuangshuang didn't move anymore, Diyin's mood was complicated, this seemed to be the result he wanted, but there was a trace of loss in his heart, and the feeling that he couldn't even clear himself made him extremely uncomfortable.

Did you finally give up? Is there no strength to fight against the cruelty of this world? Those so-called beliefs will eventually be vulnerable in the face of all realities, right?

Therefore, there was nothing wrong with his choice in the past, even now, disgusting, living like a demon, it was the right choice.

"You'll never understand that no matter how cruel the world is, there's a feeling that can't be stopped." Underneath his feet, a voice came softly.

Diyin looked at the person lying there motionless in astonishment, obviously as if he was dead, even if the voice was so low, it was so clear and powerful that it reached his ears and hit him hard.

For a moment when the flute was still stunned, I saw that the person on the ground who was motionless suddenly took out a dagger from his body and slashed it at the wrist that was stepped on.

And just for a moment, the people on the ground suddenly got up from the ground and rushed directly to the dagger in front of them. More than a dozen daggers pierced both of them in an instant, and blood splattered all over the ground. At this moment, the fire enemy licked the rope and with a crisp sound, the little dragon lion was thrown from the tree and smashed Shuangshuang's back. The barbed dagger completely penetrated Shuangshuang's body, and the tip of the knife was pressed against the body of the little dragon lion, and because there were both doubles at the bottom and Xuan Qi to protect the body, the sharp corner of the dagger did not hurt the little dragon and lion in the slightest.

Flute: "......"

Diyin was completely stunned by the scene in front of him, and with an expression of disbelief, he looked at the two bodies overlapping on top of the dagger. The little child on top was as intact as ever, and his handsome and beautiful face reflected the sun, making him even more handsome and charming. And the body that is stacked underneath......

Diyin never thought that the picture in front of him would appear like a nightmare in his later years, and it would never be erased. The body pierced by the dagger, the blood was like a blooming manzhu sawa, bewitching and dazzling. And the face, which was already as white as a piece of paper, had a satisfied smile.

He will never forget that face, and he will never forget the fat boy who once seemed timid and afraid of death, and will use everything he has to end his life with the faith he has always held.

Diyin stood there for a long, long time, and watched for a long, long time, and finally when he left, he took Shuangshuang's body with him, leaving behind the little dragon lion.

He thinks he has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, and he doesn't know why he made such a choice, but in his mind, he always recalls the sentence of Shuangshuang: You will never understand that no matter how cruel the world is, there is a feeling that cannot be stopped.

The flute took away the pair, the little dragon and lion were placed on the side of the flowers and lay quietly, the sun shone on his body, bringing out a white halo, on that delicate and handsome face, the two tear stains that slipped out of the corners of the eyes flashed with crystal light, and the eyes were only closed from beginning to end, never opened, with a haze between the eyebrows that seemed to be indissolvable, and the whole person seemed to be in a nightmare that could not be woken up.

A long figure walked to the side of the little dragon lion, quietly looked at the little man lying in the bush, and said lightly: "Only by sacrificing that child can you dissolve your calamity, and only by dissolving your calamity can you make the night safe and worry-free." ”

After that, he squatted down, slowly picked up the little dragon lion, and disappeared into the backyard of the deep palace. As soon as the figures of the two left for a while, another figure appeared here like a photoelectric light.