For Zheng Yi now, he didn't want to miss all the news about Xie Zimu, the cold autumn wind rolled up countless withered yellow fallen leaves that fell on the ground, just like the paper money thrown on the shoulders of pedestrians when paying tribute to the dead in his hometown, Zheng Yi, who was alone, held a cigarette in his mouth, walked through the street that still made him feel empty despite the crowds, and gently held the dead leaf with the date and place written in his palm It was so precious at this time, looking at the rooftop leading to the last meeting in front of him, he suddenly smiled, his face was full of self-deprecation and helplessness, he seemed so lonely at this time。 Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At noon, Marcus and Lu Lu had already set off for the city hall to retrieve the confiscated two-handed sword and the Indian war horse named Gro, and the picture of Marcus and Lu Lu fighting in the city hall inexplicably appeared in their minds, fortunately Green and Lu Chen also went, otherwise they would ..... But Rebecca, leaning against the fireplace with a rifle in her arms, and who didn't react when she went out, suddenly replaced the other chaotic thoughts in her mind, occupying all the places in his mind, and a warm smile replaced a playful smile, and he suddenly seemed to have found his goal as if he were walking on the deep, seemingly endless, staircase.

As the rusted rooftop door slowly opened, the sharp and piercing sound suddenly resounded throughout the empty rooftop, "It's still early!" After lighting a cigarette again, he tightened his shirt and slowly sat down against the wall, the flickering cigarette butts in the darkness illuminated his face full of stubble but still resolute.

......With the overlap of the hour and minute hands, the thick bell rang again in the clock tower not far away, and the appointed time had arrived!

"You're here!" Zheng Yi, who was leaning against the corner and pretending to sleep, suddenly said.

"Yes, the time is just right!" said a familiar voice.

Looking at Xie Zimu shining in the moonlight, Zheng Yi suddenly smiled, this scene is so familiar, just like when he was a child, after he climbed the wall in the orphanage in the middle of the night and came back, he hid in the corner of the wall to make the wind for him, the same environment, the same words, just people...... It's not the same anymore!

Patting the dusty ground beside him, Zheng Yi said, "Sit!"

"Well! good!" Xie Zimu, who was also sitting in the corner of the wall, fell into the same silence after taking the cigarette handed out by Zheng Yi, only the cold autumn wind whistling and the faint crackling sound of the cigarette burning on the empty rooftop!

It wasn't until the bell rang at midnight and the ground was full of crushed cigarette butts that Xie Zimu said faintly: "I have entered the Sabat Demon Banquet Alliance!" The lowered face concealed all expressions in the darkness, and only a flat voice sounded, "I will find the information of the golden eyes!"

Still silent, Zheng Yi, who was smoking, didn't say a word, just was silent, and the "witcher's" hoarse voice like dead wood rubbing suddenly sounded, recalling the images transmitted to Rebecca's ultra-remote alchemy communicator: the burning village, the twisted and shriveled corpse, the scars that can only be left by the giant scythe, and the sluggish puppet-like Rebecca, his voice became more and more hoarse: "Is it you?"

"I've entered the Sabat Demon Banquet Alliance!I'll find out the information of the Golden Eyes!Xiao Zheng will be back soon!" There was no explanation, no answer, Xie Zimu just repeated the same words again.

"Is it worth it? losing everything, all humanity?"

Facing Zheng Yi, who was full of tiredness, Xie Zimu just kept repeating the same sentence: "Xiao Zheng will be back soon! Xiao Zheng will be back soon......

Looking at Xie Zimu, who was just repeating this sentence, Zheng Yi's voice unconsciously trembled a little......, "Put it down!" When I buried her, she had no arms!"

Suddenly, a group of bats rose into the air from his side, leaving the empty rooftop with only the cigarettes that were still burning and the words that were still firm to the point of being paranoid on the ground: "Xiao Zheng will be back soon!" Xie Zimu disappeared, silently looking at the blood of the dead shining purple in the palm of his hand, Zheng Yi also left the rooftop, leaving only two cigarette butts that were about to be extinguished.

The pig and the whistle were so quiet for the first time, Zheng Yi by the fireplace just kept smoking cigarettes, the originally turbid air in the tavern became more and more pungent, and the silent people were sloppy, lonely, and decadent for the first time on the street.

"I'm sorry!" Zheng Yi suddenly said, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Zheng Yi, who covered his face, said: "I shouldn't have taken them away from everyone in the first place!" There was a hint of imperceptible sadness in his dull voice.

Suddenly, the sound of the seat smashing resounded through the dull tavern, and the violent Lu Yi straddled Zheng Yi, and the raindrop-like fists kept hitting Zheng Yi, who was just protecting his head but not saying a word, but the others were still just sitting on the chairs and quietly watching Lu Yi who was violent to his companions.

Zheng Yi, who was covered in blood after a long time, finally began to fight back, looking at the two people who were scuffling with the street gangsters, except for Marcus, who was eager to try, the others quietly carried chairs away from the three people, until the two who only relied on physical strength to beat each other fell, "It's an hour more than before!" Looking at a table pendulum clock in the corner, Green muttered and walked towards the two people covered in blood.

After poking the wound on Zheng Yi's body, Green asked, "Are you alive?" Zheng Yi, who grinned, pulled out a smile with difficulty and said: "If you can't persuade you to come, then catch it! If you can't catch it, then tie it up!" Looking at Rebecca, who was independent of the crowd, Zheng Yi suddenly fell silent, and muttered for a long time before squeezing out a sentence, "I'm sorry! After he recovers his humanity, I will let him give you an explanation!"

Green, who was squatting beside Zheng Yi, didn't help Zheng Yi up, but just motioned to Marcus to carry Lu Yi to the bedroom on the second floor and continued to ask, "What about the way?"

Looking at Lu Yi, who was roughly carried by Marcus, Zheng Yi, who was smiling bitterly, could only pout, motioning for Green to take out the things in his arms, looking at the blood of the dead shining purple in his hand, Green said unexpectedly: "Blood of the dead? After driving the others to their respective bedrooms on the second floor, after putting the thumb-thin bottle containing the blood of the dead in his hand into his pocket, he glanced at Zheng Yi who was smiling bitterly, and extinguished the bonfire in the fireplace.