A Million Survival Laws of the Savior

——Ten years, I have been waiting for you for ten years!

——The person who should ask why... should be me!What I can't understand is me!

This man, he knew everything, but pretended not to notice... She felt a strong sense of disgust and strangeness, and she didn't want to say a word anymore. Pained and stopped breathing... The self that has reached the extreme state of swordsmanship is collapsing, the state of mind that is clean and clean is collapsing, and negative emotions are crazily breeding.

The second daughter of Sasaki closed her eyes and swallowed the bitterness: "Because..."

She suppressed all unnecessary expressions, only that gleam of cold light bloomed in her hands.

She said, "You owe me!"

The sword light was like a rainbow, and the sword energy was like a dragon. The sword energy that came straight down left indelible scars on the mountain road. The sword marks several meters deep told that the power contained in this sword was enough to kill a battleship. Cut in half.

Bai Jue sideways avoided the sword, calm on the mask, but cold sweat broke out under the mask.

He always felt that... he seemed to have talked about something wrong, not only did not achieve the effect of delaying time, but instead directly drove the other party into a state of rage.

——Mom, what did I do wrong, at least explain it to me.

However, the opponent did not give Bai Jue a chance to speak again. The sword energy fell like raindrops. Every time the swung sword slashed, it would leave incomparably deep sword marks. Every impact caused the forest to be swept away by the sword wind. The leaves and the wind pressure are constantly changing during the confrontation and dodge between the two, and each impact is enough to shatter a house with a seven-level earthquake resistance.

Fei Xuejian was already cheering and wanted to do a big fight, but Bai Jue pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword, but hesitantly refused to draw the sword.

Once the sword is unsheathed, it will be stained with blood... Bai Jue doesn't want to hurt the opponent, after all, it's just a battle plan to delay time, and her energy is completely focused on Bai Jue at this time, and she can't tolerate other thoughts at all.

In a sense, Bai Jue's ridicule has achieved good results, and then he just needs to live...

But, to be honest, it's a bit difficult. I don't know if you guys have seen the boss battle in the i wanna game... In front of me is such a master who can chop mountains with his bare hands, and also randomly puts seamless AOE to track sword energy, and he almost missed it Noble Phantasm.

It is not easy to survive in this situation, Bai Jue resisted the urge to draw his sword, and could only pray that Le Luo and Quincy would take the girl home quickly.

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Asama Shrine, deep in the shrine.

A gust of wind blew open the closed door, and Le Luo's figure emerged from the wind. The magic called "magic" by Bei Gao easily deceived the perception of the heroic spirit and the barrier. His concealment technique has indeed surpassed Over the Hassan Assassin.

Outside the gate of the shrine, the strange thief Robin leaned on the imperial pillar, folded his hands on his chest, looked at the shadows of swords and swords flying hundreds of meters away, and narrowed his eyes: "I have already sent you in, next... It's up to you."

He lowered his gentleman's hat: "Before I became a phantom thief, I was also a gentleman. A gentleman would not disobey a lady's wishes and take her away forcibly. Even if a story that is not romantic enough becomes a legend, there is nothing to be proud of."

Le Luo smiled, and gently pushed Quincy's shoulder: "So, take her body and mind away together... This is the reserve of the monster thief, all of us are assisting you, show some determination ,juvenile."

Pushed into the dark shrine, the boy didn't look around, he knew that in the deepest part of here, she must be there.

His mood is uneasy.

Since his previous life, it was the first time he had been so embarrassed, so flustered, even his steps trembled a little, and his breathing became heavy.

He knew that what he did was tough and excessive, it was an unacceptable behavior, it was a selfishness that put hundreds of millions of people in disregard, so he was mentally prepared to be disgusted, scolded, and blamed... ...only I just don't want to see the disappointment in the girl's eyes.

But even if he didn't want to, even if he didn't want to, even if he couldn't...he still came.

Yang Guang clenched his fists, secretly mocking that he doesn't look like a man, he has lived two lifetimes, is it because his physical body is younger, so even his mind has become as naive as a child's, and he has come to this point. Wanting to go back... is stupid.

Bei Gao, the coffee is desperately delaying time for him, why is he still hesitating here?

Quincy took a step forward, swallowed the trembling in his voice, and said, "I'm coming in."

The moment the voice fell, a ray of fire lit up, and immediately after that, the second cluster, and the third cluster, the light that lit up sequentially dispelled the darkness inside the shrine, like street lamps on both sides of the road, the wick was burning, and the fire was flickering.

The girl in the plain white dress turned her back to him, which was already a silent rejection.

The boy pretended not to know, and stubbornly raised his footsteps.

The girl said softly, "Don't come, just stand there, okay?"

"I'm here to take you away," he said, "I'm here to fulfill my past promise."

"I want to stay here," she said. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Stay here, and you will become a sacrificial offering to human beings, and become a sad and upright person who will not be remembered by anyone." Yang Guang said in a deep voice: "I can come here, which means that I am ready for everything." ,follow me."

"Yang Jun, you've always been like this. He's arbitrarily self-centered and self-centered. Even the comics he brought over to me are the type he likes to read... He doesn't listen to what I say at all." The girl didn't look back, she had The maturity beyond the current age, like a real priestess, has calmly accepted her own destiny, accepted her doomed death: "Even now, you still don't know what I have to say."

"I'll listen to you in the future... Whatever you say, I will listen to you..." He knew that his personality was bad, and after being pampered for two lifetimes, people would become self-respecting, but now he was willing to compromise for the girl.

"Then..." she said softly, "Can you go back? After I die, bring me a bouquet of camellias every year."

Yang Guang shook his head: "Only this, I can't promise."

"So, you are still the same you, and I am still the same me... No one will compromise for their own principles, and it is precisely because of this that you are so stubborn that people like you." The girl seemed to be smiling, He raised his hand and caressed his cheek: "I have always felt that Yang Jun is not like an ordinary child. You are more mature than ordinary people, so you are lonely like me... Thank you, if it weren't for you, my Life will definitely become meaningless, but it is your existence that gives me the meaning of my existence, and also proves that I have existed... I thought that I would never have a chance to say these words, but I could say them at the end. It would be nice to say goodbye."

The boy didn't take this line of thanks: "If you really want to thank me, then follow me."

"I'm sorry, I can't do it..." The girl lowered her eyes: "Because I was born to die... just a prop. The prop won't hurt, cry, or have a heart..."

"But you will." He said every word: "You are not a prop, you are a living human being."

"It was you who gave it to me. It told me the vastness of the world and the joy of being a human being..." The girl pressed her heart: "But I want to give it back to you now. If I don't have a heart, even the last There will be no more hesitation and reluctance.”

The girl was ready for everything, she didn't give the boy any chance, rejected his request, and cut off his hope.

She—doesn't desire to be saved.