Longmen Memoirs

"No wonder..." she murmured softly.

The fox let go of his hand and the short knife fell to the ground, smashing the thin snow on the ground.

The sky is lighting up with a faint light, and the abandoned city is covered with white snow, covered with a layer of dazzling silver frost in the dawn light.

Chen Mo saw the detonator hidden in the fox's left hand.

He suddenly realized something. A smile appeared on the corners of the fox's lips. She had already pulled away a lot and gently pressed her thumb.

Chen Mo only had time to hug her and keep her under him.

The sudden fire and heat wave destroyed everything on the road, including the motorcycle with the bomb hidden in it and the car parked in front of the motorcycle.

When I looked back, they were all turned into burning wreckage.

Fox let go of the detonator. She looked at Chen Mo in front of her and smiled proudly: "It seems...this time, I won."

"Yes, you won." Chen Mo replied helplessly. "That car was your target from the beginning?"

"Not entirely, I also want to see what you are hiding." She looked at that ferocious wrist, took a breath, and slowly sighed: "This is really... amazing."

"Is this worth your efforts?"

"I can't die anyway." The fox replied indifferently, grinning: "It just hurts a little."

"I thought of many ways. I originally wanted to take advantage of Chen Huijie, but then I gave up."

"why?"

"I think you may not want to have anything to do with Longmen or them anymore. Will it be counterproductive if I do this?" Fox replied casually. She leaned on Chen Mo's shoulder, held his neck, and lowered her gaze: " In fact, the main thing is that I am not very willing to let go. When we were in Longmen, you asked me if I loved you."

She turned to look at Chen Mo's face, and suddenly held his head with both hands. In the dawn light, under the rising flames and smoke from the wreckage, the fox's thin lips kissed Chen Mo.

She distanced herself and looked into Chen Mo's eyes.

"Do you think this is love?" she asked. "What I want is not what you said. You know, don't pretend not to understand."

"..."

Chen Mo was speechless, and it took a few seconds for the fox to hear his answer.

"I still have to go."

"I know, I know, there is no need to find any reason between us." The fox loosened his arm. "I just want to try, otherwise I won't be able to feel at ease. Every time I tell myself to accept my fate and don't waste my efforts, but when I get to you, I find that I can't do it."

"I owe you."

"Then remember it well." The fox stretched out his hand and gently hammered Chen Mo's chest, smiling: "Remember what you owe me, you have to pay me back one day."

"If given the chance..."

"Go, Gouzi, bring your new toy, don't die inexplicably." The fox retracted her hand, her hand stopped in mid-air, "This is the second time, it can only be done in three ways. I don't think I can do it either." I won’t wait for you for the third time.”

Chen Mo waved his hand and couldn't bear to look at the reluctance and loneliness in her eyes.

Facing the dawn light, he walked into the ruins of the abandoned city of Londinium. Because of the arrival of the fox, he waited until dawn, and the long shadow fell behind him all the way against the light.

Chapter 82 Keep Chen Gui silently ([-]): Destined but not destined

The order of appearance in life is very important. Sometimes it's not that you are not good enough, but that you didn't come by a coincidence enough. You didn't happen to appear by the person's side when he needed it, and you didn't happen to ask him if he had ever had you when he was still thinking about the future. a place.

Chen Mo always seems to be escaping.

It almost makes people think that he is a slow and insensitive person, but in fact it is quite the opposite. He is very clear about the fox's feelings for him, and he also knows that it is not the family affection he thinks.

There has never been pure emotion between two people of the same age, because it is not something that can be controlled by others. Something suddenly appears and cannot be stopped.

But what Chen Mo knew very well was that he couldn't give the fox what she wanted. He owed the fox much more than love.

He couldn't make another promise to the fox that he couldn't fulfill. He gave her hope and made her despair. She was a person who had lost her future. His future was destined to be spent in a bloody storm.

Even if the fox is left with regrets and grows old alone, it is better than following him. He feels that he is not worthy of the fox's love and everything the fox has done for him.

In the end, he had nothing to give the fox.

Regret and debt, these are again, but fortunately they are familiar enough.

[Actually, I quite like that fox. 】

Goudan's words suddenly rang in Chen Mo's mind, he said this.

[She is very smart, knows how to make choices, and knows how to advance and retreat. It's a pity that she met a guy like you who is so incompetent. 】

"Are you laughing at me?" Chen Mo asked as he walked among the ruins.

【Is not it? ] He asked back. [Isn’t that what you have been pursuing?Love, care, or something else...]

"You mean the fox."

[There are others. 】

"You don't understand the relationship between me and the fox." Chen Mo pursed his lips and raised the corners of his lips: "When I was young, I never cared about this Wolper. There was even a period of time. I have forgotten that there was any trace of a Volper in my life. She is not that important to me, or in other words, I am more important to her than I imagined. When I was in Longmen, I even considered Don't get rid of her, after all, she is someone sent by Longmen, and I can't guarantee that she won't do anything... From the beginning to the end, I have never trusted her."

[…That’s really a bit heartless. ] Goudan’s words seemed to be filled with a smile. 【But you still didn’t move in the end【~

"Because I think it doesn't matter what she does, because like I said... I never believed her."

[So now your mind has changed? 】

"changed."

[If she had really killed her just now...]

"I will not kill her." Chen Mo said: "I have done the same thing before, and that feeling is still fresh in my memory. The fox should not die in my hands, and similarly, it should not die because of me."

[In the end, it’s for yourself, watchdog. 】

"Who said it wasn't."

Chen Mo had the heavy sword in its sheath behind him. He released his grip on the handle and looked up at the thin clouds on the horizon. The light through the dark clouds stretched his shadow among the ruins.

"I have let down many people in my life, and there will only be more in the future. People say look back, but I know that I have been unable to look back for a long time. I can only move forward, and I can only move forward. There are so many people on this land. A fate worse than death, if miserable then miserable, if stupid then stupid, all are the endings I deserve.”

[You still can't forget, watchdog, but you have to know that some people's fate is destined from birth. No matter good or bad, you should take this path. ] He said: [It doesn’t mean that it won’t happen if you don’t want it. It doesn’t mean that you can change it if you hope. Even if you are gone, there will be the next person, and you are just one of them. This earth is more complicated than you think. For mystery. 】

"Is it more cruel?" Chen Mo asked.

[This is what it should be. 】

"I thought you were going to say, are you scared?" Chen Mo sneered, and sighed softly. The light falling on his body was caught by the cold wind in winter, and he couldn't feel any warmth, just cold: "Yeah, that's right. , I'm scared and tired. I've had enough of the fate you mentioned and the so-called destiny. But I carry blood debts, hatreds and sins on my body. If I can't survive... I won’t be willing to pay back some while I’m alive.”

His lowered fingers clenched tightly and then relaxed slightly.

【What are you unwilling to do? 】

"I'm not willing to accept it. After I die, those ferocious and bloody faces are screaming to drag me to hell and make me pay with my life." Chen Mo said: "Everyone I know around me must die a good death." , will not end well."

He suddenly fell silent, and for the rest of the journey, there was no more conversation or words.

After leaving the city through the passage left by Londinium's spies, the majestic and huge mobile city behind was gradually left behind by the figures in the wasteland, and the surrounding people became increasingly sparse.

Only then did the conversation between the two begin again.

[You know this is a trap deliberately set by the nobles of Londinium for you. They have no good intentions. 】

"Of course they will do it, but the Tower of Babel needs them, and they know that the Tower of Babel needs them. When people look for cooperation, they always have to weigh each other's strengths, and I will do the same."

【yes? 】

"The old count is still somewhat capable. At least... he is indeed thinking about Wei Na, but for Sakaz and me, he has his own considerations, and I have my own ideas."

[Why don't you just say that he sold your wild cat for a good price. 】

"So there is no need for him to spend more money to do something for Wei Na, assuming that Wei Na is really not worth their investment, but if... I mean if, it is really possible for her to regain what she deserves His place.”

[Will Sakaz be willing?Would those within Londinium be willing?The young Aslan couldn't bear those things yet, she couldn't bear them. 】

"Don't be so sure. Maybe she can do it. Maybe people have underestimated her." Chen Mo looked back at the far away city: "I can't tell you what her future path will be. Do the math.”

【You like her very much? 】

"Just discussing the matter."

[You always talk about things as they happen. ] Goudan’s words seemed to have a hint of intriguing meaning. Chen Mo ignored him and heard him say: [But it’s not worth it for you, watchdog, and it’s for others. With such a big fanfare, Kazdaele and Victoria will both Knowing that you took something from Londinium and that their eyes will always be on you, you really want to be a thankless shield? 】

"At least this will allow them to restrain themselves, allow the waiting and watching forces everywhere to hesitate, buy some time and advantage for the Tower of Babel, allow the old count's forces to use some caution against Vina, and give them some confidence. Victoria placed a bet on Tracys, and Babel cannot have an advantage against the royal court while also dealing with Victoria's conspiracy."

[Your excuse is as calm as ever. 】

"Because what I said is the truth."

[But I don’t deny that you do want to do something for that Aslan. 】

"Because only I can do these things, and only I dare to do them." Chen Mo said with certainty.

Goudan did not refute.

[I’m afraid it’s more than that. ] Goudan asked in a sinister tone: [You hate Victoria, you hate Longmen, you hate Yan Kingdom, and what you are doing right now is just to vent the hatred in your heart. 】

"Why should I hate Victoria?"

[You know very well in your heart that the story you heard in Longmen, which is difficult to distinguish between true and false, is always like this. Who are you fighting for?Or make up for the guilt and regret in your heart. ] Goudan's voice was low, as if it sounded in Chen Mo's heart: [You can't hide this from me. 】

"Just passing by." Chen Mo stopped. He didn't seem to notice the figures surrounding him, and said to himself: "What do you think of this place?"

[The mountains are beautiful and there are no traces of people there. It is a good cemetery. 】

"So this is it?"

[Alright. 】

He pulled out the heavy sword. There was a fine crack in the center of the silver blade, which was left when he was in Longmen.

"I know you didn't have enough fun last time."

【so? 】

"How about we open up and play this time?"

【The price is very expensive. 】His words were full of ferocity.

Chen Mo smiled.

"I can still afford it."

[You are so afraid of being seen turning into a monster. 】

"..."

He looked at the crowd gathered around them, the standard equipment of the Victorian army that had been worn away, the roaring vehicle squadrons that were fully armed, fully automatic ballistae and large vehicles equipped with hard alloy armor plates.

This team that came to intercept clearly had the shadow of the army, and he was surrounded by it.

The distant outline of the city is about to disappear at the end of the sight. The snow in the wilderness is gradually melting under the warm winter sun. The cries of Dongyu are drowned in the dense sound of armor and wheels.

Chen Mo's shadow gathered in the sunlight, twisted and ferocious, with black scales, a long tail, barbs, and sharp claws.

The beast with golden eyes was exposed in the wild forest land that the city had run over.

He rose from the ground, and amid the horrified eyes of many, He became the master of this land. The land surrendered under His feet, and the fire praised in front of Him.

The black dragon broke through the prison that imprisoned Him.

The earth trembles for Him, the air trembles and trembles for Him.

He ran and stopped under everyone's gaze, stirring up blood and wind, tearing apart the thick alloy steel plates, and splitting open the entire dense forest and earth.

He trampled down everything within sight.

Turn thick earth into heavy gold, cast heavy gold into sharp weapons, and carry the essence of fire as support.

The army commander kept retreating in fear.

Victoria's proud military power could not stop his pace, and the densely packed fully automatic ballistae could not catch up with his shadow. He was like a monster in all ancient myths and legends, and the spells of the magician team were torn apart by just one trample. The long knife in his hand ruthlessly and quickly harvested the living human lives.

"It's not human!"

It's a pity that as soon as this idea came into their minds, they lost their vision and fell into darkness.

He is indeed not human.

He was born a monster.

The heavy knife was flowing with turbid blood. The commander's neck was pinched and raised high. In the peripheral vision, the neat team had already turned into stumps and broken arms on the ground. The scarlet and sticky blood dyed the earth red. .