Mo Shangyun stood quietly in place, waiting for Yan Tianxing to come to him.
Yan Tianxing stared at her deeply, then stretched out his hand, grabbed the grasshopper stuck in her hair, and threw it aside.
Yan Tianxing asked, "How many are chasing you?"
Mo Shangyun said: "There are two left."
Yan Tianxing said softly, "That's all right."
He rushed over after hearing the heavy gunfire.
In a hurry, I happened to meet those two people, so I solved them.
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
She was not in a hurry to speak, and it took a while for her to gradually recover from the fighting state.
Yan Tianxing didn't rush to say anything else, and waited patiently in place, watching her cold and chilling expression dissipate little by little, returning to her usual calm and indifferent appearance.
The Mo Shangyun he saw just now was a little different from all the Mo Shangyun in his memory.
It was something he had never seen.
She had blood all over her body, her own, someone else's, maybe someone else's arteries had been cut, and the blood was sprayed on her face, splattered everywhere, but she didn't care - didn't care about the blood on her body, didn't care about the wound on her left hand, didn't care about her whole body Everything, all her attention is on the enemy who threatens her.
It stands to reason that she should be full of murderous aura, but when Yan Tianxing saw her, she could not see any murderous aura. A little bit of emotion coming out of her.
Her eyes are cold, not the cold when she is usually emotional, but the kind of cold that is pure without temperature, close to nature.
Yan Tianxing could almost conclude that she was abnormal at that moment.
She went into combat thoroughly with the aim of destroying the enemy, so subconsciously dismissed all the elements against her—including all the emotions and perceptions she should have as a normal human being.
After a long time, Mo Shangyun finally felt something—pain, tiredness, and exhaustion.
At the same time, an inexplicable heaviness suddenly came from all directions, oppressing her, her head, shoulders, arms... everywhere, even her breathing was full of pressure.
"Yan Tianxing." Mo Shangjun called him.
Because of the heaviness that came from somewhere, she felt a pressure when she opened her mouth, and her voice became a little softer.
Looking down at her, Yan Tianxing responded patiently, "I'm here."
Mo Shangjun raised his head stiffly, looked at him blankly, and said, "Hold me."
She still had no emotions.
This state made her brain lose its normal thinking response. She only felt that her brain was empty, and all the senses in her body were clear, but all parts of her body seemed to be out of her control, and everything was out of control.
Until Yan Tianxing took her into his arms.
His embrace was warm, the arms that embraced hers were powerful, his hands stroked her hair lightly, and his chin rested on her forehead.
Mo Shangyun just stood there, motionless, letting him hug her.
Later, she buried her face on his shoulder, and the blood on her face rubbed against his shoulder. For a moment, she wondered if he would frown because of this.
"I killed them," Mo Shangjun said. "When I killed them, I didn't feel at all."
Mo Shangjun was just talking calmly, but Yan Tianxing could almost fully understand what she was talking about.
Yan Tianxing lowered his head and kissed her hair softly, and said with certainty, "There is nothing wrong with you."
"I think..." Mo Shangyun paused slightly, his left hand holding the silver thread of the ring gradually clenched into a fist, the pain clearly conveyed from the wound made her more and more normal, she slowly loosened her fist again, a little dazed, Some doubts said, "I won't adapt so quickly."
She always felt that the process would be very long.
Very long, very long.
Much longer than she thought.
There is a life in front of you that cannot be easily ignored.
She still remembers how she felt when she killed the first time in the battle in Zhengcun.
She tried her best to restrain herself, but she was still panicking.
No one can be so relieved when they take another person's life.
Her childhood education taught her that no one has the right to deprive others of their lives.
Although later education told her that some people deserve to die, and depriving others of their lives in a legal and reasonable way must also be done by someone.
She was panicked and dazed, but she was calm.
She was even a little fortunate that she didn't take the deprivation of others' lives for granted, and she could still have so many complicated emotions after killing people.
But now, how much time has passed
When she started, her mood was no longer turbulent.
She will even flash in her mind the most convenient ways and the most beneficial means for herself when she is doing it.
When she was still thinking that she would one day rack her brains to overcome the problem of murder, suddenly one day, she found that she had overcome this hurdle invisibly...
This is undoubtedly uncontrollable.
Unexpectedly, she miscalculated, and she did not have a certain position for herself.
She let herself out of control.
"Mo Shangyun, you said it yourself, you are good enough." Yan Tianxing whispered, "It's not that you don't have feelings for killing people, you just didn't react, and your body helped you make a decision."
Mo Shangyun was stunned.
After a long time, she said: "This theory is interesting."
It's very interesting.
She was appeased almost immediately.
He told her with such certainty that she was fine.
And, so unequivocally, you are so good.
You do this because of your excellence.
Any negative emotions were completely removed by him.
376. Purpose [End] New Account and Old Account [Replenishment 09]