Lu Wei said casually, it seemed that she didn't feel the pain of being oppressed by the rules at all, but the man knew that even if Meng Jiao's body and soul could not bear the torture, under the double injury of the immortal weapon, Lu Wei should never be so light-hearted.

She has always been able to bear it, thinking of the past, the man's heart trembled slightly, but he quickly ignored the past, because Meng Jiao had fainted in pain, and her soul body was unstable.

It can't be delayed, otherwise it will cause damage that is difficult to turn around.

The thought in the man's mind flashed.

He didn't want to kill her, but she repeatedly hurt Meng Jiao for all kinds of strange reasons, but it was just a momentary selfishness.

She has extremely high task ability, cold heart and cold lungs, countless small worlds have withdrawn, without the slightest nostalgia and feelings, how can such a person know how to love others.

And Meng Jiao has been a heart for him since he first got the system, and he has given up countless opportunities to save his life and improve, how can he not be moved.

Closing his eyes, the man had a choice.

A long blade glowing with golden light pierced the black and silent sky, breaking through the sky and falling, causing the entire space to vibrate slightly, as if there was a tendency to shatter the enchantment.

The man took the opportunity to sacrifice a delicate and small jade fan with hidden cracks, directly attracting all the attention of the golden long blade, tearing the barrier with the sound of breaking through the sky, and murderously bypassing the two of them, rushing towards the jade fan that exuded a slight glow, which was unstoppable.

The jade fan didn't seem to perceive the danger at all, and instinctively ran towards its master.

Lu Wei looked up at the man suddenly, his eyes were like an abyss, and he let the jade fan return to his chest, and the golden blade that chased after him penetrated his chest.

A large amount of blood splattered out, staining the ice flowers in front of him, and the red snow flakes falling on the man's face made him feel an inexplicable tingling.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and the jade fan shattered under the heavy blow.

The cracked lines seemed to be contagious, and cracks gradually spread from the chest, and the figure of the red clothes was like a mirror, and the sparkling waves were full of holes.

However, the beauty that was too beautiful to describe with pen and ink raised a light smile on her face, and the golden blade dug out a fan broken into several petals from her heart, and a terrifying hole was suddenly empty in her chest.

That natal fan originally replaced the heart, how can a person who has no heart survive now!

As if sensing that life had come to an end, the fragments of the jade fan made a slight sound and wailed, and phantoms rose into the air, and scenes of shattering were staged inside.

One person and one system have known each other since childhood, he taught her how to distinguish human nature, she accumulated points for him and worked hard to upgrade, and returned to space in various small worlds like two little mice leisurely. Chang Taimei is both a sharp weapon and a disaster, and some tasks are easy, but also because of the simplicity of the early days, he still suffered a lot of losses.

At that time, he longed to be there for her and help her clear all her suffering.

After that, her ability became more and more powerful, and the number of points was innumerable, and he was also upgraded, with an independent form and consciousness, and was already the top existence of the brain system, and her vision became more and more broad, and the original mechanical heart turned into a flesh and blood body and produced a yearning for freedom.

He thought she didn't need him anymore, and when she offered to leave, she didn't even say a word to stay.

He has been to many overworlds, seen the prosperity and decay of the world, but always felt that something was wrong, until one day, he evolved a subsystem that bound another woman, but unexpectedly stimulated her jealousy and possessiveness......

He thought it was ridiculous, she didn't need him so much from beginning to end, she had unparalleled beauty and means, and what about Meng Jiao! Unrecognizable, lonely and pitiful, he can only rely on the feeding of the sub-system to get through the difficulties of a small world.

Meng Jiao needs him and loves him, he is her god and her only support.

When I think of this, a warm current will always pass through a man's cold heart.

And now, those forgotten pictures suddenly appeared in front of him, and the scenes of data that he thought were lost were inadvertently hidden.

His eyes grew red, and a sharp pain spread from his heart, like the moment she set him free, so painful that he wanted to dig out the heart that should not belong to intelligence.

However, Lu Wei's figure turned into dust the moment the picture disappeared.

His outstretched hand didn't even have a chance to stay, the man remembered, he didn't call the main god, his name was light moon, taken from: crossing the slanting smoke and light moon and cage sand, and the long road was slightly fragrant and took advantage of the horse......

'Light moon, don't cry, go and see the world, it's beautiful, it's beautiful, it's yours ......'

No, I just want you to belong to me and I belong to you!

The long road is accompanied by the moon!

…………

The night is lonely, there is no moon and no stars, and the shadows of the trees in the vast heaven and earth are sparse.

The smell of blood fills the night, the wind does not blow away, and it is thick and fishy.

The corpses on the ground are piled up, like hills, and the faces of the gray and dead silence reveal a variety of expressions, always unable to escape horror, despair, unwillingness and grief...... Those who died tragically in the war are still suffering from humble devastation after death.

Cutting flesh and taking bones, the corpse is incomplete, the resentment is sky-high, and even that day is faintly stained with blood red.

"Quick, go find something fresh, the general wants to eat the sheep."

A team of centaurs shuttled unscrupulously through the place where the corpses were dumped, and wooden sticks rattled, picking out the right ingredients for their hearts.

The dead are great, and disturbing the peace of the soul always comes at a price.

"My lord, there is a living mouth here!"

"How is that possible?" The centurion who had the head replied in surprise, and immediately turned around, and saw several soldiers drawing their long knives and preparing to attack around a thin figure sitting on the mountain of corpses.

"What a living person!" The centurion stroked his beard, walked over with a bold and brisk, pulled away the soldier, and swung his club straight at the stunned man.

"Adult ......"

The sound is charming and delicate, like a spring breeze, warm into the heart.

The centurion stopped moving, stared at the man's face, and squinted slightly, "Woman? ”

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he took two big steps, stepped on the rotten corpse and severed arm, pulled the dirty little body directly into his arms, and wiped her face with the sweaty clothes.

The coarse cloth in the army was resistant to dirt and roughness, and the woman's skin was light and thin, and it turned red all at once, but it also wiped away the delicate and stunning face.

Dozens of people were stunned for a moment.

I always feel that the wind doesn't move, the night is not dark, and only that pure and perfect face exudes a light comparable to that of the stars and the moon.

The clear eyes are black and bottomless, pure and flawless, and the small red mole at the end of the eyes is like the tip of the heart.

It is said that the eldest lady is a once-in-a-century beauty in a thousand countries, and they thought it was true before, but at this moment, they understand what is a beauty that is difficult to find even if they lose the country.

The beauty gently glanced at the tall man in front of her, and whispered lightly, "My lord, I hurt!" ”