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I looked up at him, at his incomparably handsome face, and at his eyes as black as the night sky.
I am speechless.
Mu Xian, I am speechless.
¡°This is the first time you¡¯ve said sorry to me?
"Don't say you're sorry." I said softly, "You're not wrong."
You have never been wrong.
You are so pure and great, my dear, you are very good, very good.
But why do you have to be so good?
The world with you is brilliant, the world without you collapses in darkness.
As if he understood my eyes and my thoughts, a gentle look appeared in his clear black eyes. A faint smile bloomed at the corners of her thin red lips.
I laughed too and reached out to wipe away my tears.
"You can't go back on what you promised me." I put my arms around his waist, but I could only hug him gently. Because maybe, I can¡¯t hold her for much longer, this waist and heart that I am nostalgic for.
He was slightly startled.
I said slowly: "You promised that we would never be separated for a minute."
Mu Xian, you said, you understand.
Minutes and seconds, every moment, life and death follow each other.
When I dreamed about it at midnight, I opened my arms but could only hug the phantom. I never wanted to try that kind of heart-piercing pain again.
There was a sudden tightening around his waist, and his fair and cold face seemed to be enveloped in cold air. There was a dark look of pain in the slender eyebrows.
I was still smiling, with tears in my eyes. His face had leaned down and his lips kissed me heavily. The strong hands grasped my waist tightly, and the cold tongue was fierce and unsatisfied, entangled and wreaked between my lips.
It hurts, Mu Xian, your kiss hurts me.
Is it because you are sad too?
"It's okayMu Xian" I patted his back gently, "We have enough, actually enough"
His hand tightened, as if his fingers were digging into my skin and flesh. My tears soaked his cheeks. I tried not to cry, but the more I tried to hold back, the more tears rolled down my cheeks. In the blink of an eye, his lips moved away and he held my face heavily on his chest with one hand, as if telling me to let me cry as much as I wanted.
My tears could no longer stop, I hugged his waist tightly, no matter who was watching or waiting around me, I pressed against his warm and solid chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. It just feels like a lifetime ago.
In a daze, I heard his cold voice ringing above my head.
"Mopu, notify the ground fleet to send the spiritual power users to designated locations around the world."
"Dean, Stan's new machine is ready to start."
"Kenya, if I die today, I hope you will command my fleet and assist my father and elder brother."
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The sounds of people and footsteps around me became denser and then sparse. I always lay in his arms, fresh, warm, and strong, without anyone looking or caring.
"Go back and rest for a while, okay?" A voice as soft as the night wind rang in my ears. I raised my dry and swollen eyes, but there were no tears in them. My heart is like a deep pool, slowly becoming silent.
"Okay." I squeezed his hand and smiled. But there was no smile in his eyes, only deep, pure blackness.
This look made my heart hurt slightly. I avoided his look and turned around to see Maureen and Mopu standing upright a few steps behind us. They had the same narrow and thin figure like a dead tree, the same flat figure. The metal head, the same silent red eyes, couldn't tell who was who for a moment.
They also know the future.
I know that Mu Xian and I have no future.
Mu Xian took me and walked to them. His face was as pale as ice, and he only reached out and patted their shoulders. Mopu lowered his head and remained silent; Mo Lin raised his hands to cover his face and nodded.
My eyes became moist again, I turned away and looked at the dim sky.
"Prepare some food." Mu Xian said solemnly.
"Yes." The two of them trotted to the bedroom, Mu Xian hugged me and walked slowly behind them.
"What will they do next?" I asked in a low voice.
Mu Xian was silent for a moment and replied softly: "I can cleanse their memories."
I felt a sharp pain hit my heart, and I gritted my teeth hard before I could answer in a vague voice: "Yes."
***
The sunshine outside the window is exceptionally bright. However, bursts of cold air hit the house like ice knives.Sharp blades penetrated my body from all directions
It hurts so much, Mu Xian, it hurts so much.
But you, does it hurt more?
This thought rushed into my mind, and the white light around me suddenly brightened, instantly cutting off the blue light
"Ah" I still let out an almost tearing cry of pain from my throat.
But I hugged him, finally hugged him.
Time seems to have stopped at this moment.
Kenya, who was standing on our left, suddenly had a face that was distorted like a ghost. His body seemed to be filled with expanding gas. There was a soft "bang" sound, and I saw his torso, limbs, and head explode into minced flesh and blood, filling the sky and the top of Yushan Mountain. They were annihilated by Mu and me. In the beam of light next to Xian.
Many people climbed to the top of Yushan Mountain. Many people covered their faces and cried bitterly. They knelt at the place where Kenya exploded and died, in agony.
And I looked around in panic, but I realized as if I was enlightened - yes, I will die, I will die, and whoever stands here will die.
Because this disaster is more intense and rapid than the last time. The amount of energy required to rotate the Earth's core is also greater. One muxian is not enough. Adding Kenya may not be enough.
?Then what about adding me?
???????? plus my life, is it enough?
I love you so. So your race, your country. What you love and what you protect, I am equally willing to die for. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com