"We failed because of that person. ”

"We exist because of that person. ”

"We're all because of that person. ”

"We are nothing more than a bunch of sad losers, destined to be unable to change our fate. ”

The mud said, and the sadness could be seen on the loose face, immersed in a helpless sadness and sorrow.

He had only been standing for a short time, and he collapsed on the ground, not looking at anything anymore, but recalling the incomplete story.

"We are like an abandonment, we are a race abandoned by fate, and there will be no real development at all. ”

"We exist for you, and everything we do is for you. ”

"We, knowing that everything we do will benefit you, but we have to do it, and we have to do it as best we can. ”

"He gave us a glimmer of hope, and what he brought us was the greatest sorrow. ”

A confused sigh came from the mouth of the mud, and one note after another was scattered among the sea of fire, engulfed by endless flames, but even the scorching smoke cloud did not rise, disappeared without a trace, without a trace, without value.

It's a thing of the past, a story passed down by word of mouth, and countless conjectures, past or present, to a conclusion that we don't want to admit.

Whether it's true or not, it can express a lot of visible facts.

"We, sadly. ”

"That's definitely your choice. The old monk shook his head, "None of the things that can be related to a race are simple, there is no love and hate for no reason. ”

"In everything, there must be cause and effect. ”

"It's a story, and how much has been changed, not many people can tell it clearly. ”

Sludge did not refute. Because the truth is for everyone, it's just a matter of more and less.

Indeed, not many people can explain what has happened, and even those who have experienced it may not be able to say it clearly, so what else is there to worry about?

Stories are the stories of the past. It doesn't matter if it's true or not, it's the reality that needs to be faced today that counts.

"They are all here to die, and they are all too weak to be weaker, and he does this...... What is it for?"

"Everybody has his own ideas, what he thinks, how he does it, it's all his business. The old monk smiled and thought a little, "He should be different from the person you said." It should be different from those people in the past, and I can't say what is different. ”

The sound of speech disappeared from the sea of fire, except for the sound of falling lives slamming against the ground, there were some sounds of fire scorching and burning, and some of the few sounds of killing and slaughter were drowned out...... There was a strange tranquility in the sea of fire.

Li Yuchen walked through the sea of fire, and every time there was a living life, he would inevitably make up for an attack. Let that struggling life be completely freed.

The blood of the alien race was not red, but the flames in his eyes burned even redder. The sea of fire was dyed with a scarlet hue similar to a blur, and it was about to kill.

Damn it.

Massacre.

Damn it, kill it.

Kill, slaughter.

The green and red demons were strange in the sea of fire, and the more and more illusory figures were driving the flames to fly, and the remaining scorched smoke clouds dissipated without a trace.

"What's the use?"

"Useless. ”

It's a self-question. From Li Yuchen's mouth, there seemed to be a low and somewhat inexplicable voice that penetrated the space and burrowed into the dark gap in the heights.

As if sensing his thoughts, the falling figure appeared slightly intermittent, and stopped completely after a short time.

"Stopped?" Jin Tian looked up. I feel a little tired, but I also feel unfinished.

"It's over. The old monk sighed, "It's over for the time being." ”

It's just a batch of people sent to death, and if they die, they will die, except that the flames are weakened and strong, and the smell of scorching dissipation remains in the air, and there is nothing.

The so-called end will only be a new beginning.

"There's a problem. ”

Say. ”

"You shouldn't be doing it. ”

"But I want to. ”

There are still problems with the mud, but they didn't continue, Li Yuchen has a lot of ideas, but he is still thinking about it.

"They should be given a taste of it. The old monk said.

"If so, it does. Jin Tian also agreed, grinning lightly, "We have to let them know our hard work." ”

"Let's do it first. Li Yuchen said softly.

The old monk and Jin Tian stopped talking, and after a brief thought, they sighed almost at the same time.

The sea of fire is still the sea of fire, and the void is still nothing.

"I don't know what happened to them, is it over?" Ji Lianyue whispered, a little resentful.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Tianxue smiled.

"I'm just worried. ”

"You have to believe in Him. ”

"I believe him, but I still have a little bit of a worry. Ji Lianyue blushed slightly and explained, feeling that the more she spoke, the more vague she became, and she couldn't say it clearly at all.

Tianxue smiled and didn't speak again...... Ji Liyue said that it was enough to worry, and her worries were buried deeper.

It's not that the worry isn't deep enough, it's that she has to behave that way.

Don't worry, it'll be fine.

She comforted herself with words to comfort Ji Lianyue.

She comforted herself, thinking about what had happened not long ago, and she was much less worried, but her heart was still tied.

"I want to ask, do you know anyone?" Muddy's tone was full of ambiguity.

"Just ask. Li Yuchen responded.

"There's a bamboo flute, which seems to be similar to what you are holding. "The muddy words are a little windy, but not at all.

Li Yuchen tightened the bamboo flute in his hand, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the deepening coolness and smoothness of the bamboo flute, and his heart was stable.

Hold the bamboo flute, hold the bamboo flute.

Fighting with the bamboo flute is not fighting alone.

"Don't say it. He said.

I don't want to say it, I don't want to say it, I'm too lazy to say it, there's no need to say it...... He didn't know what he was thinking, and the result of thinking about it was exactly what he said.

He said two words, but he didn't say anything.

"Well, got it. "The mud seems to have gotten the answer it wants.

The old monk had some conjectures, and a very small part was close to the truth, but more, he couldn't think of it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Jin Tian looked at Li Yuchen who was different from the past, looked away, but quickly turned back, and his eyes fell on Li Yuchen again, but he didn't understand anything...... I don't understand, and I don't have to understand.

"We're never alone. ”

"We, fighting, but not for ourselves. ”

"We carry a lot of things on our backs, and we will carry many more. ”

The old monk nodded, and Jin Tian hesitated for a while, but also nodded.

The mud slumped on the ground, there was a brief struggle in his heart, and his body trembled slightly, but in the end, he was still paralyzed on the ground as before.

"Actually, it's all for yourself. Li Yuchen smiled lightly. (To be continued.) )