Collapse, I Will Take You to Fight!

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"Hey! You... don't act in front of me! It's useless, I won't trust humans!"

Sirin kept a straight face and said unkind words, but her body slowly lowered to the ground. Seeing Cecilia slumped on the ground, she frowned tightly.

"Mom didn't act, it's just that I suddenly feel very tired... Can you come here a little bit so that I can take a good look at you, Sirin?"

Cecilia suppressed her smile and looked at Sirin weakly but tenderly.

"Stop calling yourself a mother! You are not my mother!"

Sirin stomped her feet and retorted with a sullen face.

And these words, like a sharp sword, directly penetrated Cecilia's heart.

Cecilia lowered her head and clenched her hands on the ground tightly. After a while, tears fell silently.

"I...I know, whether it's Kiyana, you or Urandelle, I missed the most precious time that should be spent with you. I clearly remember that Sirin still calls me mother, and I clearly remember Qiyana in the movie is still small, but when I woke up, I had already missed so much!"

Cecilia whimpered and said, still gesturing with her hand the original Kiyana's young appearance, then looked up at Sirin, tears streaming from her eyes.

Sirin took a step back.She couldn't explain why, but the way Cecilia was crying and the sadness in her eyes made Celine unable to look directly.

Cecilia sniffed, wiped away her tears, barely showed a smile, and said:

"I'm sorry, I don't want to cry in front of you. As a mother, how can I let my daughter see how vulnerable I am? But...but I really don't know how to make up for those missed times. I want to take good care of you Randall, but she is already very strong and has friends that she cherishes. I want to treat Kiyana better, but she is also very sensible. The only daughter I can think of, who can make up for it, is you, Sirin."

"..."

Sirin was silent, and then a burst of anger suddenly burst out.

"So I'm a substitute? Because there is no one who can satisfy your desire to make up for it, so you keep pestering me like this!?"

"I'm not! Sirin, mom doesn't think so, really not!"

"Shut up! I won't trust humans anymore, you are all liars and damned sinners!"

"Sirin, I...uh!"

Cecilia was about to explain, but Sirin's attitude hit her most vulnerable place at the moment. The fatigue of her conscious body and the ups and downs of her mood over the past few days made her lose her mind and fell down in this space.

"Hey!"

Sirin's sullen expression changed, her body took precedence over her reason, and she rushed towards Cecilia who was falling.

"mom!"

At the same time, Qiyana also rushed over from another direction.

The two arrived at Cecilia's side almost at the same time, and when she was about to fall, each reached out to catch her.

"Sirin... Kiyana..."

Cecilia, who was caught by the two, murmured their names, gave them a pale smile for the last time, and then disappeared into the spiritual realm.

At the same time, Cecilia in the real world fell into a deep coma.

"Look what you did!? If something happens to my mother, I will never forgive you!"

Kiyana glared at Sirin angrily, then also withdrew from the spiritual realm to check on Cecilia's situation.

Sirin, who stayed where she was, held her posture stiffly, looking at this empty world, unchanged for a long time.

"I... I don't need to..."

There is no need for this kind of hypocritical maternal love, no need for the hypocrisy of that stupid woman - Sirin wanted to say this, but she suddenly covered her face and found that her face was wet with tears.

Volume Three: Chapter 490 The Curse

"How about it?"

"It's just mental fatigue, it's not a big problem, otherwise Sushang should have reacted a long time ago. But it really needs to take a good rest, so let's stop this kind of energy-consuming thing for a while... By the way, Qiyana There is no problem with her words. I wish she would be more tired, it will be good for condensing her spirit and improving her endurance."

"Okay, it's work."

"It's not an outsider, why should you be polite to me?"

Fu Hua stretched out his sword finger and put it on Cecilia's wrist, and Zike nodded with a smile.

Zeke smiled lightly, and looking back, Teresa, Yolandelle, and Kiyana, who were standing in a row, reacted with a sigh of relief at the same time—it's not a loss that they are a family, they are almost alike.

Teresa patted her chest: "I was scared to death, but it's okay!"

Youlandelle rubbed her chin, with a worried expression on her face: "Indeed, I didn't expect it to become like this if I didn't pay attention. Qiyana, you have to persuade mom in the future, don't be too eager for success."

Kiyana blinked, and the chick nodded like pecking rice: "I know, I was too careless, and I won't do this again in the future."

The three of them looked at each other for a while, and then they released their solemn expressions and smiled.

Then Qiyana restrained her smile, frowned and said:

"It's all because of that idiot Sirin, I must teach her a lesson tonight!"

Kiyana rubbed her fists and put on an indignant gesture.As the Herrscher of Flame and the God of Sword, she naturally has the confidence to realize these words.

Ulandal felt something was wrong, but seeing Cecilia's pale face lying on the bed, she stopped talking again.Ulandal attaches great importance to Cecilia. Although she is still a little unfamiliar, she cherishes and respects this mother very much.So, maybe it's time for that Herrscher of the Void to suffer.

At this time, Teresa, who had the deepest relationship with Cecilia, kicked Kiana's calf, crossed her arms, shook her head and said:

"Stupid niece, you'd better stop messing around."

"Where did I go wrong? Auntie, look at mom like this! Mom has a good temper, I can't stand this anger, I must let that guy know what it means to respect elders!"

Kiyana stomped her feet angrily and yelled angrily.

Teresa lowered her eyes and sighed quietly:

"So you're young..."

"What are you trying to say, Auntie?"

"I feel sorry for Cecilia, but I don't want her efforts to be in vain. She has always wanted to be a good mother, and she wanted to give the best to Ulandal back then, but later... she still missed it Your growth. In short, there is a chance to make up again, which is too important to Cecilia."

Teresa frowned and sighed with a headache.

Cecilia's character is too gentle, and she must be full of debts and self-blame for the bumpy experiences of Yolandelle and Qiyana.Whether the problem between Sirin and Kiyana can be properly resolved, in Cecilia's view, may determine whether she still has the qualifications to be a mother.

Cecilia got into a dead end, Teresa understood this very well, but she didn't know how to solve it.

Perhaps, letting Cecilia solve Sirin's problem is the only solution at present.

Kiyana wrinkled her face, thought for a while, couldn't figure it out, and said unconvinced:

"I don't care, anyway, I'm just..."

"Qiana, listen to my aunt."

Urandale patted Kiana on the shoulder, calmly persuading her.

"But... well, I know, I won't mess around."

Under the watchful eyes of Urandale and Teresa, Kiyana finally held her breath and nodded reluctantly.

Then she turned and threw herself into Zeke's arms, seeking comfort in him.

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Anyone who knows Qiyana knows that she is an ancient spirit.

For example, she promised not to mess around during the day, but after falling asleep at night, she was still very unwilling, so she went to the depths of her consciousness to find Sirin—as long as she didn't fight, it wouldn't be considered messing around, right?That's how she convinced herself.

At this moment, Sirin was sitting on the crystal throne, looking up at the memory fragments in the sky.

The tragic and helpless childhood in the Babylonian laboratory, the death of the biological mother whose face had already been blurred, the revenge on the experimenters after gaining the favor of the Houkai God... These are actually so far away that Sirin is so far away. Looking at it carefully, I felt a little strange.

"What, hiding here alone recalling the past, it seems that you are not indifferent!"

Kiyana stuck her head out from behind the throne, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked down at Sirin's empty eyes.

Sirin's eyes moved, she looked at Qiyana coldly, and said:

"You want to go to war?"

"No, I promised Youlandelle and my aunt not to mess around. Chatting with you is a normal communication category, fighting is fine, I can't break my promise."

Kiyana responded casually, looking up at the memory picture in the sky, a trace of sadness flashed in her blue eyes.

This is their common memory, and it does not belong to Sirin alone.

Kiyana thought for a while, and simply got a sofa chair beside her, sat down, hugged the potato chips, and pushed the memory fragments forward.

After taking control of the Babylon Experimental Tower, the Valkyrie Troops, Teresa, Siegfried, Walter, Fu Hua and others appeared on the stage in turn, and Sirin jumped repeatedly between swelling and deflation.

"It's so twists and turns. It's not easy if you think about it carefully. If something went wrong back then, maybe that Sirin would have really destroyed mankind!"

"Hmph! I lost because of insufficient intelligence and over-carelessness, but don't expect you to have the same luck next time."

"You don't need luck, what are you thinking, there are so many people who can blow you up now!"

Kiyana was chewing potato chips, and looked at Sirin with a bewildered expression of "what are you thinking?"To be reasonable, Zeke also gave Sirin a chance to rebel last time. Don't you know what level she is?

Sirin froze, then turned her head.

"……Humph!"

Qiyana has long been used to Sirin's attribute of humming when she can't speak to others.So Kiyana continued to look up at the sky, not caring about Sirin's reaction.

The next scene is the deepest memory of Sirin as an individual obsession - a dream bubble, Cecilia became Sirin's mother, and with Sirin, she experienced the warmth she longed for most.

Then, everything came to an abrupt end, and the confrontation of iron and blood covered this brief warmth, until the last moment, in Cecilia's arms, everything was annihilated in white light.

The flowing memories are just some impressive fragments, and the time is not very long. The two of them watched it together, or recalled the whole story.

Kiyana put down the potato chips, took a deep breath, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, feeling lost:

"Really, you always look back on this memory, no wonder it's like eating dynamite all day long, and it explodes at one o'clock."

"..."

"Why don't you talk? Forget it, you just have such an awkward personality, so I don't need to explain it. However, I seem to understand why you are so resistant... Is it because you are afraid? Compared with pure resentment, you are more afraid of resentment." Once addicted and then betrayed, what you are afraid of is getting it and then losing it, that kind of unbearable pain.”

Kiyana bent her legs, hugged her knees, and looked at Sirin with a slight smile.

Sirin turned her head, met Qiyana's soft eyes, and sneered:

"You don't understand anything, idiot."