Go out and turn left

Chapter 122 The Victimized Assailant (23)

Because of this, the person who needed it no longer believed.

He tore open his cowardly but expectant face with his own hands, and used cruel means to bring himself blood-stained redemption.

Like a fallen angel in mythology.

He was as vicious as he was holy. In other words, it wasn't the fallen angel who was wrong, but the world he was in.

……

Han Muling looked up at Yu Zihuai, looked at him, and asked solemnly, "Do you really need to know?"

Yu Zihuai didn't answer, but the growing impatience and a little restlessness in his eyes clearly explained the answer.

The boy looked down at the ground and was silent for a moment.

Finally opened his mouth.

"Although I don't think you can save us, but since you are so persistent, then I will say it."

Han Muling's clear and moist voice revealed some strands of paranoia that had been hidden for many years.

Hearing this, Xu Shuo immediately raised his head and glared at him, with a stern look at the end of his eyes, "Are you crazy?"

Han Muling didn't respond to him, and the still pleasant words like flowing water slowly sounded from the infirmary.

"I don't think we need to be rescued," he said, without a trace of emotion in his words.

"That's what we deserve.

"Whether it was Yan Yu at the beginning, Mu Nan later, or me now, and Ah Shuo who is safe and sound for the time being."

As he spoke, he actually laughed out loud, and the lingering sound was a little relaxed, like the satisfaction on the verge of liberation.

"I have been trembling for many years, and I have been restless for many years."

"In my dreams, I can always see that extremely beautiful woman with resentment in her eyes, blood gurgling, splashing, sliding on her skin."

"The unusual whiteness, like the twinkling red roses and the elegant white roses, forms a beautiful scene, exaggerating the blur of blood."

"She is very beautiful, but I always feel that in my dream, she looks like a fierce ghost who came to kill me. Her once cold eyes were dyed with pitch black, and she just looked at me with a gloomy look, getting closer and closer."

"I was terrified at the time, I woke up from a dream, and I..."

boom--!
A heavy punch hit Han Muling's cheek, he was stunned and turned his head away.

Xu Shuo gritted his teeth and looked at him, the sternness in his eyes was too obvious.

He screamed: "Han Muling! Do you know what you're talking about?"

Han Muling stood there without saying a word, his light-colored hair feathers a little messed up by Xu Shuo's sudden punch.

It hung down on his forehead as if he had lost his vitality.

quite a while……

Only then did Han Muling raise her head slowly, gently wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with her slender hands.

His voice was hoarse, "I know."

Xu Shuo also looked at him when he heard the words, his eyes were full of violent emotions, "You know? You know, but you still keep your mouth shut!"

Ling Bai was watching the show, frowning. In her eyes, this farce was really interesting.

Han Muling staggered his eyes from Xu Shuo's. He drooped his eyelashes, as if asking Xu Shuo again, or whispering.

"Ah Shuo, don't run away, we can't escape."

"The next one is you."

"We're all going to die."

"No one survived."

As the young man spoke softly, Xu Shuo's hands tensed again for a moment, and then relaxed.

He sneered, "Can't escape? It's been so many years, she would have come here long ago, will she wait until now?"

Hearing this, Han Muling raised her eyes to look at Xu Shuo, but he felt that the young man in front of him was a little strange.

At this moment, the image of the youthful, heartless youth seems to be broken into slag, and there is no gap to reassemble.

　Daily three requests~
　　It’s not me who’s wrong, it’s the world——"Tokyo Ghoul"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)