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Chapter 76

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    76

    "We meet again."

    Song Heng walked out of the shadows.

    Hearing this voice, Xiao Ruo turned around subconsciously, and saw Song Heng's strangely white face.

    Why is he here?

    Xiao Ruo frowned slightly, always feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

    She subconsciously walked towards Song Zhishen, but a cold hand pressed her shoulder.

    All of a sudden, Xiao Ruo shivered.

    Song Zhimu didn't hide the coldness in his eyes, his voice seemed to be filled with ice: "Let her go."

    "Don't be so intent on killing, I don't have any malice." Song Heng's stiff face showed a smile, but it was a bit weird and gloomy due to the stiff facial muscles, "I'm here, I have a few words to say.  "

    Song Zhimu looked at him coldly: "

    "You care about this woman so much?" Saying this, Song Heng exerted a slight force on his hands, and his cold nails pierced into Xiao Ruo's skin, and the blood beads instantly slid down.

    Song Zhimu's face changed slightly: "Song Heng!"

    "You'd better not go forward, or this woman will die." Song Heng's tone was light, very relaxed, and even with an obvious smile.

    Song Zhishen paused for a moment, did not step forward, and his face was gloomy.

    "I'm fine." Xiao Ruo couldn't move, her voice trembled from the pain of the wound, and the strength of that hand was hardly human.  Seeing the worry and a trace of deep fear in Song Zhimu's eyes, Xiao Ruo felt a tinge of pain in her heart.

    "Xiao Mo, don't be deceived by her, she is not Ye Mei." Song Heng smiled, and looked playfully at Xiao Ruo, whose body was slightly frozen, "Right?"

    Xiao Ruo didn't turn his head around for a moment, and met Song Heng's meaningful eyes, but he couldn't refute even a word.

    But I heard Song Zhimao say coldly: "So what?"

    "Heh" Song Heng chuckled, looking at Song Zhimu who wanted to tear him into pieces, "It seems that you don't like Ye Mei." The tone was not unexpected.

    At that moment, Xiao Ruo's breathing stagnated slightly.

    What did Song Heng know Could it be that his memory has not been tampered with?

    Xiao Ruo's breathing trembled slightly, not only did Song Heng's memory not be tampered with, but he also recognized who she was.

    After turning his mind all of a sudden, Xiao Ruo looked at Song Zhixuan who couldn't discern his emotions. For a while, he didn't know whether he should tell him, but he didn't know what Song Heng's purpose was.

    Seeing her pale face, Song Zhimao's joints turned pale, and he forbeared: "Let her go first."

    "Don't worry, no one will disturb this lounge for the time being." Song Heng looked at him leisurely, with a half-smile, "I won't touch her for the time being. However, if you take another half step, I can't guarantee it  "

    Song Zhi suddenly regained his composure: "Your purpose?"

    "Purpose" Song Heng lowered his eyes slightly, looked at him after a little thought, and said, "I don't have any purpose, but I still have one thing to do. I'm very happy to see Xiao Mo again  , you grew up as I expected."

    Song Zhishen's body was tense, and his mind was all on Xiao Ruo who was beside him.

    At this time, Xiao Ruo's breathing was a little short, and the smell of blood made her feel uncomfortable instinctively, but she tried her best to divert her attention, calm her expression, and not worry Song Zhimo.

    "Xiao Mo, in your eyes, what am I now?" Song Heng's eyes showed a rare confusion, but he still wanted to get a definite answer.  In his mind, the deepest part of the memory revolved around the man he had never seen with his own eyes and the child in front of him.

    This question is very inexplicable.

    Song Zhishen spoke, with a steady voice without any emotion: "The living dead."

    Hearing this answer, Song Heng was not angry, but laughed lowly, and loosened his grip on Xiao Ruo's shoulder.

    He glanced at Xiao Ruo, who was struggling to keep himself from falling, with a good mood. Those black pupils were calm and calm, and he lost his composure to prevent Shen Mo from worrying

    Speaking of which, this woman is the same as in memory, ordinary and ordinary, able to disappear in the vast crowd, and can also be recognized at a glance.

    Previously, he never understood why Shen Mo was special to her and fell in love with her alone.

    There are tens of thousands of people in this world, but there are not many who treat Shen Mou with sincerity.

    Song Heng seemed to have figured something out, looked down at Xiao Ruo's profile slightly, and seemed to be a little curious about her original face and identity.?

    However, let's end the matter at hand quickly.

    Then, he raised his head to look at Song Zhimao, smiled and sighed: "You are right."

    "A person cannot be resurrected after death. This is the basic law of the operation of all things. I am not the real 'Song Heng', but the personality of "Song Heng" has been copied in this body Am I right?" Song Heng looked at  Song Zhimu, "World system?"

    The system residing in Song Zhimo's body finally felt a little threatened. Just when he was about to format this small program, Song Heng was faster than it, stabbing Xiao Ruo's back with a cold and hard hand, directly crushing her  heart.

    Warm blood dripped on the ground, and Xiao Ruo didn't even have time to react, only seeing Song Zhimao's shocked and grief-stricken face.

    She wanted to speak, but she couldn't utter a word, and she saw the despair and sadness in his eyes.  Suddenly, Xiao Ruo felt a burst of unspeakable grief, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

    The bright red blood dyed the white floor red, as if a beautiful and magnificent flower had grown in her heart.

    The space and picture seem to be frozen, and the world has lost its sound.

    The warm blood eroded his senses, his heart was contracting violently, and the sharp dull pain made a weird sound in his throat.

    At that moment, something in the consciousness was compressed, as if it was about to break through that layer of confinement and burst out.

    finally.

    "Ruoruo¡ª¡ª!!!"

    That heart-piercing cry, similar to that of a beast, made one's heart tighten with sharp pain.

    I remembered everything.

    False memories, and erased memories, his Ruoruo left him again, disappeared from him again.

    The vitality of the person in his arms has been cut off, and this body is getting colder and colder bit by bit.

    Ruoruo is no longer here.

    Shen Mo stood up slowly, and looked at the man beside him who was looking at him calmly.

    "It was you who killed my Ruoruo." The voice was calm and without any emotional ups and downs, like a dead person, walking dead.

    He pinched Song Heng's neck, and there was the sound of bones breaking.

    At this moment, Song Heng was still in the mood to laugh.

    He thought, probably the world system copied him too perfectly, he couldn't tolerate the system's coercion and use, and he didn't have the idea of ??living.  The last thing he wanted to do was to wake up Shen Mo.

    The system chose to go around in such a big circle because it was worried about Shen Mo, or it was afraid of Shen Mo.

    What is the world system?

    So, what kind of existence is Shen Mo What kind of existence is Shen Mo who can destroy the world system by any means?

    A trace of curiosity suddenly arose in his heart.

    Before he was formatted by the world system, Song Heng seemed to remember something, smiled, and said: "He has lived in self-blame and remorse all his life, trying to get your father's forgiveness, and he has done a lot of wrong things for this. I  Not to defend him, but to think that you are very similar to him. You are all poor people, and you will lose your loved ones"

    "Shut up!!" Shen Mo's eyes were scarlet, and it was at this time that the system lodged in his consciousness began to loosen, and he was swallowed by Shen Mo in the end when he was eager to escape the control of that powerful consciousness.

    In an instant, a huge amount of information flooded his consciousness, the truth about this world, and everything the fact that Xiao Ruo does not belong to this world.

    The scarlet eyes regained a little sobriety.

    Formatting was interrupted.

    Song Heng knew that he had succeeded, but was repelled by the strong consciousness of the person in front of him, and he would eventually disappear.

    Originally, he was a personality created by data. Does he really have an ego?

    who is he?

    Song Heng?  no, he is not.

    He is just a pile of data piled up.

    Possess a bunch of data about [Song Heng]'s feelings and memories.

    "Oh," he sighed, "after all, I'm still living as 'Song Heng'"

    After the words fell, Song Heng's data completely disappeared.

    Shen Mo stood where he was, but in a flash, he appeared on a street thousands of miles away.

    He raised his head slightly, the sky was clear, and the night began to fall at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    The sound of panic from the crowd came from all around.

    Take him as the center.

    The world began to fade.

    The neon bridge, the green giant trees, everything is collapsing and disappearing.

    "Ruoruo, how can I find you?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)?? disappears.

    "Ruoruo, how can I find you?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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