"It's very simple, kill me." Qi Leren told Ning Zhou the only way to survive.
In the holy singing, time seemed to fall into a slow abyss. When Qi Leren saw Ning Zhou standing in front of him, her eyes widened suddenly, as if she had heard something incredible.
"Listen to me." The excited Qi Leren grabbed Ning Zhou's arm and said, "The system says 'every time you kill a witch candidate, you can get a substantial increase in various attributes', see clearly , every time, not every time, this may be the ray of life it leaves us. My SL skills can be loaded three times in a row, and if you kill me, you will get three power boosts, which is very close to Ye Xia! "
Her hand was suddenly thrown away by Ning Zhou, and Qi Leren looked at her in astonishment. Her beautiful blue eyes were full of anger, and those complicated eyes stabbed Qi Leren into pain again and again, and also woke him up.
He has become accustomed to exchanging the pain of death for the possibility of living. Repeating the reading again and again has worn away the majesty of death itself, and even the pain has become numb. He is accustomed to seeing it as a means to an end. , use it recklessly, rely on it, consciously or unintentionally forget the possible risks. As long as you can survive in the end, what if you die a thousand times or ten thousand times
He has regarded it as an ordinary archive reading file, but to Ning Zhou, it is a living killing, stabbing the dagger in his hand into the chest of his companion, and using his companion to die again and again to keep himself alive, that kind of spiritual The torture is far more terrifying than the physical pain.
How would Ning Zhou feel? Qi Leren, who was cold all over, didn't dare to think about it.
If someone must bear this responsibility, let him be that person, and he must protect her! Qi Leren said to himself.
"Ning Zhou, listen, let you kill me, not to let you live, but to let us all live. When using SL skills, I basically feel no pain." Qi Leren He lied without hesitation, "If we don't do this, both of us will die here. From another point of view, if you have such skills now, you will definitely let me do this, right? I want to live Go down, and I want you to live."
"Come on, I've already saved the file, I only have half a minute." Qi Leren saved the file, stood up straight, and waited for the first time in his life, perhaps the only time he was looking forward to death.
Ning Zhou looked at him quietly, just like when she looked at him countless times, so quiet and so beautiful, but this time, her peace was full of sadness and struggle. Shaking, even when her arm was injured, her hand holding the knife was as steady as a rock, but this time, her hand was shaking.
She took a step forward, and her warm left hand covered Qi Leren's eyes.
There was darkness in front of him, Qi Leren blinked, and his eyelashes swept across Ning Zhou's palm, bringing a strange and tender touch. He felt that Ning Zhou was very close to him, so close that there was no distance.
He was suddenly a little scared. In the dark he was waiting for the knife to come. He hoped that the knife would be faster, at least faster than the speed of healing wounds in the Holy Spirit Barrier. The countdown had reached ten... nine... eight... He read silently. Numbers, until there was a warm, soft touch on his lips, and a gentle and sudden kiss landed on his lips.
Qi Leren was startled and wanted to back away in surprise, but his body was tightly hugged. The next moment, a chill pierced his heart from behind.
The knife was too fast and too accurate, and he barely had time to feel the pain before he woke up again.
He was still standing here, and Ning Zhou was still standing there. She looked calm and didn't explain the kiss. She just said to him with her mouth shape: "Close your eyes."
Qi Leren closed his eyes.
There seemed to be a temperature that didn't belong to him on his lips, his heartbeat was fast, but his soul was calm. If the first time he saw Ning Zhou, his love for her was his longing for her, and his longing for the unreachable goddess, then at this moment, he could finally stand side by side with her. He wants to protect her, even if his power is so small, he still wants to protect her at all costs.
Even if it really costs life.
He would too.
This time, he was prepared. When the blade passed through the front of his chest and brought icy death, countless images flashed in his mind, and finally he settled in front of the bonfire in the jungle. Ning Zhou jumped down from the tree. , raised his face to look at him...
At that moment, the word that flashed in Qi Le's heart was destiny.
This kind of premonition that transcended all rationality and abandoned all logic, told him that this was the person he had been waiting for, the destined person.
After reading the file for the second time, Qi Leren's feet softened, he stumbled for half a step, and forgot to close his eyes - Ning Zhou stood in front of him, looking at him for a moment, without any superfluous expression, indifferent It was like when the two first met.
However, tears flowed silently and silently in her quiet blue eyes.
Tears slid down her cheeks and splashed on her hand holding the knife. She lowered her eyes and watched the water marks slip from the back of her hands. There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she didn't even realize that she was crying.
Ning Zhou, who was bathed in chants and immersed in the blurry light and shadow of dreams, never feared or retreated. Ning Zhou, who was always going forward, and Ning Zhou, who wept silently for him, was so beautiful that it made people feel heartbroken.
It was as if someone had cut a hole in her heart that couldn't be filled. Qi Leren was so weak that she couldn't move her body and walked to Ning Zhou. She gathered up her courage and kissed her face. Burning his soul, fermenting love and admiration into love.
He was so sure, so sure, that at this moment they were in love. There is no need for words to express, just looking at each other like this is already complete.
The ethereal chants became more and more distant, more and more blurred, the white holy light began to dim, the sky darkened, the earth shook, the gorgeous church domes, the intricate and holy frescoes, and the exquisite sculptures began to peel off one by one, as if being On the letterhead lit by the flames, the sparks rolled up the black edge and nibbled away the pure white paper.
The time for the enchantment is running out.
"Let's do it." Qi Leren said weakly but firmly, he was no longer afraid.
Ning Zhou seemed to have suddenly gone mad, and threw the short knife to the ground. With the crisp sound of the metal falling to the ground, she covered her face, and the suppressed cries flowed out from her fingers. The torture that was more terrible than death smashed rationality. , she has been unable to start, and can no longer start.
"One more time, the last time." Qi Leren picked up the short knife on the ground with difficulty, put it into Ning Zhou's hand, and pointed it to his chest. When he said this sentence, he had no fear, even if the death again and again at this moment made him almost collapse in pain, he still tried to smile at her, and he always wanted to show her the best of himself.
The barrier is collapsing, stripping away its holy appearance, revealing the dark truth - countless hideous and terrifying demons and beasts are eyeing, they will break through the barrier and enter the church at any time, setting off a brutal massacre. This is no longer peaceful and peaceful. , but a nightmare world ruled by demons, shrouded in fog and death.
"Ning Zhou..." Qi Leren called out his name hoarsely, and met Ning Zhou's quiet tearful eyes, "I'm sorry for making you suffer so much. Although I'm useless, but... I also think protect you..."
The short knife pierced the heart again. This time, Qi Leren stood up so hard that the blade against his chest pierced the skin and went straight through his beating heart. He will no longer feel pain or cold. When he looks at Ning Zhou, he is willing to give for her wholeheartedly, even if it is his life, even if he really wants to die here, he will not regret it.
He had never met such a person before. He knew that the time he had known was so short, but he was willing to do his best for her, regardless of his life.
She deserves it, she deserves everything.
Successfully read files three times in a row. Qi Leren stood motionless, and the last trace of strength was drained from his body. He didn't dare to move half a minute, because as long as he moved a little, he would fall down.
The enchantment completely collapsed.
At the last moment, Qi Leren saw the blond woman standing and praying under the statue of the Virgin Mary. Her blue eyes were the same as Ning Zhou, staring at them. Ning Zhou and her looked at each other and remained silent. She should have smiled at them. That smile, which was mixed with sadness, longing, pity, and helplessness, looked extremely complicated.
Like a broken mirror, the holy church and the overwhelming demons formed a bizarre picture, which was broken and peeled off layer by layer, and finally turned into countless black and white light spots.
In this collapsing barrier, everything is disintegrating and disintegrating, only Ning Zhou standing in front of him is alive, they stare at each other quietly, as if that is the only hope and redemption.
He had many, many things to tell Ning Zhou, many, many things. When it's over, he must speak out. He wants to tell her loudly in the warm sunlight, in front of everyone...
The enchantment completely dissipated, and they were still in the underground palace. Ye Xia stood in the empty corridor, calmly waiting for their arrival.
"Just kill you and it's over. Are you ready?" she asked.
With a crisp sound, the pendant on Ning Zhou's chest fell to the ground. She didn't pick it up or look back. She held her knife like this and walked towards Ye Xia step by step.
It is such a back figure, never afraid, never retreating, always moving forward.