He is a girl of words

Chapter 385 Do you want a new life?

"Have the responsibility of speaking spirit."

The black-haired youth let out a sigh, and he looked up at the darkness of the zenith.

"Yan Ling's responsibility?" Xiaomeng squinted her eyes, her small body was trembling, these five words were engraved in her mind like a soul imprint.Xiao Meng couldn't help being stunned for a while, then Xiao Meng shook her head and continued: "Responsibility? What responsibility does Yan Ling have?"

Her question caused the black-haired young man to pause for a while, and after only a few seconds of silence, the black-haired young man said indifferently: "Correct the instability of the world."

"The instability of the world?" Xiaomeng became even more dizzy, her mind was full of messy concepts.Is this black-haired young man a chuunibyou? What he says is the same as what the NPC said to the brave man in the light novel.

Are you a brave man?It's not good at all, it's a mage or a meat shield at best.

Speech Attack and Speech Shield.

Shouldn't a brave man hold a sword, the kind that fights against the devil... Speaking of the devil, Xiaomeng thought of the girl who looked exactly like herself in another world.

"That's right, the world is unstable." The black-haired young man paused for a few seconds and said to Xiaomeng.

Just kidding, what is this all about?Didn't that guy kill me? Yan Ling used the World Destruction Instant Kill.

Xiaomeng pursed her lips and looked at the black-haired young man, her mind was very confused now.

Let me ask: You were suddenly diagnosed with a mental illness, and then you were suddenly taken to the fantasy world by the doctor with super-high-level special abilities, and then a young man ran out and said to you, in fact, you are my second personality, but it’s okay I will not kill you, I will protect you.You asked him why, and he told you solemnly that your mission is to kill the devil.

Nonsense!Which psychopath wrote the script, didn't he consider that the readers would be tired after watching it?

"Actually, I have thought about it, but he is also troubled by the plot dragging on for so long." The black-haired young man explained solemnly.

It's strange!

Just kidding and stop here.

Xiaomeng coughed lightly, her brows furrowed into tight two lines: "You mean, you appeared in my mind, and you made such a lot of things just to make me take on the responsibility of Yan Ling? "

"Yes." The black-haired youth quickly replied.

"Then why do you show me so many pictures? Although we are one body, we have already been divided into two personalities. You represent the past life, and I represent the present life." Xiaomeng lowered her eyelids, she glanced over there corpse.

It's really ironic, this man whom I pitied just now is actually my previous life.

The black-haired young man pondered for a moment, and he said, "I am gaining your trust."

"Trust?" Xiaomeng raised her eyebrows.

How should I put it, looking at a lot of pictures is just to gain my trust, which is too bad.

"Yes." The black-haired young man seemed to like to answer yes, and he continued: "I'm worried that if I come out to communicate with you directly, you will kill me."

"It shouldn't be possible." Xiaomeng shook her head: "Can't you read my thinking, why do you think so?"

"Yes, I can read your mind, and the result tells me that once I communicate with you directly, you will kill me with your words."

The black-haired young man answered blankly. He pointed to Xiaomeng's finger, and at some point Xiaomeng had already clenched his fist: "You already dislike me very much now. If there is no such foreshadowing, I might have been obliterated by you. It’s never time for me to say that.”

Yeah, there's someone whispering in your head, shouldn't you just kill him with your words?
Xiaomeng let go of her hand in embarrassment, and refused to admit it: "Aha, I'm a little nervous, aha." But at this time Xiaomeng also noticed that the black-haired young man was afraid of the spirit of speech, if Xiaomeng had the spirit of speech now It was indeed possible to kill him.

In other words, is the dominance in your own hands?

Thinking of this, a dark smile appeared on Xiaomeng's face, and a dark breath was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

"Hey, let me say, are you afraid of me?"

"Yes..." Xiaomeng clearly saw the sweat dripping from the forehead of the black-haired young man, and it slid down his cheeks: "But before that, I hope you can listen to me first."

The black-haired young man quickly waved his hands, and it was the first time that Xiaomeng saw such obvious mood swings from him.

He was afraid, and worried at the same time.

Sure enough, Xiaomeng waved her hand and stood up from the ground.What the black-haired young man said was right, if she hadn't seen these pictures, no matter how much the black-haired young man said, Xiaomeng would kill him after getting the information she wanted to know.

No, put it another way.Even if he showed Xiaomeng these pictures, Xiaomeng would still kill him when he had the power of speech.

Even if he is the person who makes Xiaomeng, even if he is No.1.No matter what it is, as long as the person who threatens him infinitely must die.

This is Xiaomeng's way of survival, and it is the consciousness that No.1 has no transmission.

The devil, the torturer, all members of the Kawahara organization...

They all died in Xiaomeng's hands.

Whispering in my brain, ready to know what's on my mind.Such an existence cannot be preserved!
The black-haired young man obviously got Xiaomeng's idea further, and he showed bitterness: "Xiaomeng, let's call you like this first. In fact, I want to say that I really have no malice towards you."

"Ah, it's impossible to say something malicious." Xiaomeng turned her head and didn't look at him, completely disbelieving such nonsense.

He knows everything in his heart that he doesn't know.How could Xiaomeng feel at ease in such an unequal situation.

Seeing Xiaomeng's reaction, the black-haired young man shook his head helplessly. Perhaps this was also a character he had transmitted to her.It is not easy to believe what a person says. Xiaomeng has liked to think since she was a newborn. After thinking and thinking, she gradually acquired her own new thinking.

Rather than saying that the black-haired young man is the creator, it is better to say that he only gave Xiaomeng instinct, and Xiaomeng comprehended the real meaning by himself.

"Yes, malice is inaccurate. You and I are a symbiosis. Although you will not die if you kill me, I will die if I kill you." The black-haired young man waved his hands, emphasizing this.

Um? !Xiaomeng's pupils narrowed sharply, and she looked over in disbelief.

Why did he expose this situation that is beneficial to him.

"Xiaomeng, I just want to be honest with you. Those pictures, and I talked to you when you couldn't use your speech, just want to tell you this responsibility and mission. If you are really worried, you can release it after the responsibility. I kill."

The black-haired young man pointed at the corpse, then pointed at himself and said helplessly, "I shouldn't expect a second life. After all, I have died once. But at that moment, I heard a voice."

"She said to me, do you want a new life?"

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