It's Very Easy to Fill in Next Time

He threw the knife to the flame: "Nishino-kun, you are stupider than I thought, a lot."

The blood flowed profusely, killing oneself was not as quick as beheading, and Gui Die's pupils were stained red with blood.

"Go to his bastard Nishino..."

The girl cursed weakly, and fell to the ground lightly with a bang, her eyes gradually lost their luster.

Also refused to rest in peace.

……

November NO.17, afternoon, [-]:[-].

The girl woke up.

open your eyes...

Full of vengeance.

"Yin! Yang! Teacher!"

Walking out of the park, the red-eyed crow landed on the courtyard wall, was hit by a stone thrown by her in an instant, fell down, was run over by a foot, and broke its neck.

The disturbing voice did not sound again.

She went straight to the shop, and this time she paid a little attention to the name of the antique shop - "Galan".

But what should be robbed is still to be robbed.

With a bang, the window shattered, and at the same time, it seemed that her rationality, which she could barely maintain before, was also shattered.

Waking up sooner meant facing more pursuit, so she chose to be the hostess, stay in one place for a while, wait for everyone to arrive, and behead them for questioning.

Because her technique was too immature, she exposed her position too early, fell into the opponent's encirclement, realized that she could not escape, was in prison, and had no possibility of breaking through.

This time, without any hesitation, she decisively drew her knife and killed herself.

……

November NO.17, afternoon, [-]:[-].

Time went back another hour, which didn't mean a good thing to her, because the time axis had changed again.

She learned the lesson from last time, speeded up her steps, hid in the dark, and did not choose to confront directly.

I have been dealing with the believers of the evil god until six o'clock in the evening.

It's a pity that she couldn't escape this time, and she decisively chose to run into the subway station.

I thought the other party would not come after her, but the evil god believers still surrounded her in the carriage. Needless to say, there was a bloody battle between the two sides, and success or failure was meaningless.

Because the tram was detonated.

She couldn't remember which car she got into, but this time the explosion was still close at hand, and she was smashed to pieces when she died.

……

November NO.17, afternoon, one thirty.

The nine-hour battle exhausted her energy.

She failed to retain more strength to deal with the blue-eyed onmyoji who appeared at the end.

She overestimated her own strength and underestimated the opponent.

After only one confrontation, she realized that there was a huge gap in strength between them, and that was not an opponent she could deal with alone.

She knew that she would definitely lose, but she still gritted her teeth and chose to continue struggling, seeking the slightest possibility of victory.

……

November NO.17, afternoon, twelve thirty.

fail……

……

Afternoon, twelve thirty.

fail……

From this time on, the time no longer goes back an hour.

……

Twelve thirty.

fail……

……

fail, fail;

……

At twelve thirty, she woke up in the park.

At twelve fifty, she lowered her weapon for the first time.

At 55:[-], she was desperate.

Chapter 64 Despair

Throwing down the weapon, turned and fled.

The same is to escape, but the meaning is completely different.

She didn't know how many times she repeated it, but in the end it all failed, failed...

The repeated failures and repeated setbacks made her feel like a butterfly dancing in the hands of a giant. No matter how hard she struggled, it was futile. She only needed to hold her fingers lightly, and she would die.

How fragile, how ridiculous.

Even if she kept going back in time and looking for opportunities, she still couldn't change her weakness.

After all, she is not a heroic spirit, let alone a swordsman, she is just an ordinary girl who has learned some sword skills.

She has no qualifications to challenge the belief of the evil god of the terrorist group that has brought so much disaster to Yingzhou.

Even if she saw the truth, her sword still couldn't touch the opponent in the slightest.

Therefore, why do you still hold a weapon, why do you insist on challenging it?

What's even more ridiculous and sad is that even fleeing is futile.

She couldn't escape the encirclement of followers of evil gods.

She couldn't escape the curse that constantly bound her heart.

She can't escape the repeated today.

Struggling, resisting, fleeing... again and again.

Even if the body will not be easily destroyed and will be reshaped in the torrent of time, what about memory and soul?

The spirit can't bear it, and it will always be on the verge of collapse.

So she ran away.

He dropped his weapon and fled.

He didn't even know where he was supposed to escape, he staggered and looked lost.

She can't stop, otherwise she will be chased, and she can't go anywhere, otherwise she will cause misunderstandings by the followers of evil gods.

Even if she just wanted to take a rest occasionally, she stopped for a short while in the dim sum shop. When she went back again, she only saw a raging fire in the old wooden house of the kind old couple, and thick smoke drifted into the sky.

After repeating it so many times, and going back so many times, what she saw was simple corpses piling up.

Corpses one after another, those you know, those you don’t know, those of your relatives, your friends, your enemies, your own...

The corpses are piled up like a mountain, what is the end result?In exchange for what?

It's still back to the original point, and it's still fixed at twelve thirty!

she's tired of...

Also desperate...

If you can't win or escape, what else can you do?

Give it up, lie down, lay down.

Gui Die lowered her face, her pupils drooped as if necrotic, and she walked feebly on the bustling street, her steps were slow and heavy, and she was out of place in the crowd of laughing people, like a critically ill patient struggling to die, wearing out every step she took. life.

She staggered forward, bumped into something several times, fell down, and no one approached.

The others stared at her with weird eyes, as if looking at some strange alien.

She bit her lip, got up and continued walking, unknowingly covered with dust.

Once again, she bumped into someone and fell to the ground.

She was about to get up by herself, but a hand was placed under her eyes.

"Are you ok?"

The girl who heard this sentence slowly raised her eyes, and the tinnitus gradually dissipated.

Jinguji bent down and squatted down, and asked kindly: "Little sister, you don't look well, what happened?"

she didn't speak...

Liu Shengshuangyue said: "Go and sit over there for a while, she looks pale, she may have low blood pressure or feel unwell."

"No, there's no need..." Gui Die refused.

"You're welcome, you're all girls, can you still lie to you?" Jinguji Saki took out her student ID card: "My sisters are students of Tokyo University, so they are not bad people."

"It's getting darker and darker." Liu Shengshuangyue knocked on Jinguji's head: "Did something happen to you, do you need to go to the hospital?"

"Why don't you call an ambulance?"

"Then take you to Qingshan?"

The two made a fuss, and placed the girl on a seat by the street, but they didn't get a response from their greetings.