let go of my anne

fourth day. —top-point-fiction

When the color of the sky becomes thick black.

When an unknown roar came from a distance.

Chen Senran finally moved.

He knew he had to go.

Otherwise, it will be too late.

He stood up, once again, gently stroking the girl in front of him who hadn't woken up yet.

I hope you will have opened your eyes the next time we meet.

next time……

Chen Senran chuckled lightly.

He started to go out, no longer nostalgic.

Wait for me to come back, girl.

He felt that he was relaxed at this moment, neither the heaviness of strength filling every cell, nor the exhaustion of being empty and powerless.

The so-called return to basics, probably, is this what it means?

Is it really enough to just get back to basics?

He stood at the door, looking up at the sky that had already changed beyond recognition.

He can feel the flow of the whole world.

breath.

The qi of the whole world is passing away, constantly, there are qi from outside worlds, drilling into this world, crazily plundering the little qi left.

Are they finally here?

There are not many earth-shattering changes, but Chen Senran already knows.

The void has invaded.

On the tenth day of the fire falling from the sky.

"Protect her well and wait for me to come back." He said this to everyone.

He knew that everyone was guarding here, waiting for his return.

"Then..." There was no farewell.

Farewell is unnecessary, if you don't come back, then everyone will die.

But never.

Since it is a farewell, why say it again, it will only increase the sadness.

"Wait a minute." Just then.

Someone stopped Chen Senran.

Is a.There was no sound for a long, long time.

A man who has not appeared for a long time.

Delevingne.

Kill God Draven.

Draven the Brother Killer.

He is back.

On the eve of the imminent destruction of this world.

He came in front of Chen Senran and told him, wait a minute.

Chen Senran waited, he turned his head to look at Delevingne.Did not speak.

He didn't need to speak anymore, because the murderous look on Delevingne already explained everything.

He came to kill, or, to be killed.

"Before you leave, let me...test my strength." He looked at Chen Senran, his tone almost trembling, and his hands were also trembling.He seemed excited, and at the same time, afraid.

He put on his hideous mask again.

At this moment, he was that Delevingne again, that ghost-faced Shura, Vincent.

The man who killed his brother in the heavy rain and took over his brother's will leading to the strongest.

He took out his throwing ax to challenge Chen Senran.

All those who hide in the dark.They all moved.

At such a moment, no one allowed him to stop Chen Senran from leaving.

"It's okay." Chen Senran slowly raised a hand.Shaking his head, his mood is too calm now.

Too peaceful is not a good thing.

On the eve of such a big war.

Always, there is still a bit of killing intent.

and so.

He agreed.

"Come on." Chen Senran nodded and stretched out a hand, indicating that he could start.

This battle of life and death.

But so bland.

"Okay." Draven, or Vincent took a deep breath.He tightened his grip on the two throwing axes in his hand.

then……

Hard.

But this time, it was different from the previous ones, the violent storms that bloomed suddenly as soon as they made a move.

This time, he didn't make a move yet.

He's still breathing.

He even closed his eyes.

He could already smell the breath of that rainy day.

Sad breath.

That ax cut open the elder brother's chest directly.breath! ! !

According to legend, the most brilliant sword-drawing technique of the Ionian East Island Sword Sect is to sit quietly, rest deeply, and surround oneself with all kinds of joys and sorrows, and finally, draw the sword out of the extreme emotions of thousands of things in the world.

That sword will cut everything, a sword that can break life and death.

That sword is enough to open up the world.

Delevingne, the situation at this time is similar to it.

He was immersed in that heavy rain, he was feeling the saddest parting in this life, the only extreme emotion in this life.

From, brother's, the love that flows in the blood.

Kill me, Delevingne, kill me, start from killing me, until one day, become the best.

Delevingne, you can.

You can be the best, you have to let the whole world know that you are the proudest brother of Darius, you are, the best! ! !

"Kill!!!" he growled.

He finally unleashed the axe.

This axe.

Cut through the heavy rain.

Breaking through all the shackles of the past, from now on, nothing can trap him.

He will go forward bravely and become the best! ! !

"Kill!!!" The sound of killing was intense.

And that ax was extremely sharp.

Cut off the wind, cut off the rain, cut off all appearances in the world.

It cuts right to the root.

It is even more terrifying than the forbidden fourth axe, the Ax of Destroying God.

The fifth axe.

The Ax of Rain.

Cut nothing, as if there is something.

It cut in front of Chen Senran.

The space where Chen Senran was located was completely shattered.

Cut the rain and cut the rain, cut through this heavy rain in this world.

Delevingne.

your measure.

Really good.

"Ding--"

The sound of gold and iron clashing.

The sound swirled and fluctuated, shattering everything around it.

Only Chen Senran, he caught the axe.

Use two fingers.

took a step back.

"You are worthy of pride." Chen Senran smiled, put down the axe, and everything around him began to recover slowly.

Destroy the world with one thought.

Open the world with one thought.

Chen Senran is in such a state.

Delevingne, it's really worth it.

"it is good."

"it is good."

"it is good."

The third good word landed, and he collapsed, unable to even support himself with the ax in his hand.

He can't.

He exhausted all his strength on that last axe.

That was the ultimate axe.

It is also an ax of life and death.

Like a short-lived epiphyllum.

Once the ax is out, it will be difficult to see each other again in the world.

Good luck, Delevingne.

Chen Senran slowly walked to Draven's side, and put the ax in his hand.

He is dead, but his life is worthwhile.

He is no longer that clown who can only perform killing skills on a high platform, he is the best person.

He is the proudest younger brother of Darius.

For thousands of years since then, the Valoran continent has been full of stars and rivers, and they all have the name of the killing god Draven.

His ax is the fastest, the most ruthless, and the most invincible.

"It's really, it's a pity, it's sad, it's a pity." Chen Senran groaned and turned around, "Bury him for me."

After he finished this sentence, he really didn't stop.

He steps, one step is the ends of the earth.

He also wants to meet his final destiny.

The Valoran galaxy is brilliant, can it have his name?

Or, Valoran, can there still be thousands of years, and the galaxy will be brilliant? (To be continued..)

ps: The first update.