MTL - Welcome to the Nightmare Game-Chapter 60 Worshiping Witch (29)
"It's very simple, killing me." Qi Le people, with excitement, told Ning Zhou the only way to live.
In the holy song, time seems to fall into the slow abyss. The Qi Le people saw the Ning Zhou standing in front of him. She stared at her eyes as if she had heard something incredible.
"You listen to me." The exhilarating Qi Le people forgot to hold Ning Zhou's arm and said, "The system says that every time you kill a witch candidate, you can get a substantial increase in various attributes." Every time, not every one, this may be the lifeline that it leaves us. My SL skills can be read three times in a row. If you kill me, you can get three strength increases, and Ye Xi is very close! ”
The hand was suddenly opened by Ning Zhou, Qi Le people looked at her blankly, her beautiful blue eyes filled with anger, the complicated eyes once pierced Qi Le life pain, also awakened him.
He has become accustomed to the pain of death in exchange for the possibility of living, repeated readings and readings to the majesty of death itself, even the pain has become numb, he is accustomed to regard it as a means to an end. Use it rashly, rely on it, and intentionally or unintentionally forget the risks that may exist. As long as I can finally live, how about 10,000 times of death?
He has already regarded it as an ordinary archived reading file. For Ning Zhou, it is a living killing. He stabbed his short sword into his companion's chest and used his companion's death again and again to keep himself alive. The torture is far more terrible than the pain.
What kind of mood is Ning Zhouhui? The Qi Le people who are chilly are afraid to think about it.
If someone must bear this responsibility, let him be the person, he wants to protect her! Qi Le people said to themselves.
"Ning Zhou, you listen, let you kill me, not to let you live, but to let us all live. When using SL skills, I basically do not feel pain." Qi Le people Do not hesitate to lie, "If you don't do this, both of us will die here. From another angle, if you have such skills now, you will definitely let me do this, right? I want to live. Go on, I want you to live."
"Come on, I have saved the file, only half a minute." Qi Le people saved the file, stood upright, waiting for the first time in his life, perhaps the only death he was expecting.
Ning Zhou looked at him quietly, as many times as she looked at him, so quiet, so beautiful, but this time, her calm is full of sadness and struggle, the short knife in her hand is Shaking, even when the arm was injured, her hand holding the knife was as steady as a rock, but this time, her hand was shaking.
She stepped forward and the warm left hand covered the eyes of Qile.
In front of the darkness, Qi Le people blinked, and the eyelashes swept over the palm of Ning Zhou, bringing a strange warm touch. He felt that Ning Zhou was very close to him, and there was no distance.
Suddenly he was a little scared. He waited for the knife to come in the dark. He hoped that the knife would be faster, at least faster than the speed of healing the wound in the enchantment of the Holy Spirit. The countdown had already reached ten...9...eight...he was silent The number is read until the lips are filled with a warm, soft touch, and a gentle and sudden kiss falls on his lips.
The Qi Le person was shocked and surprised to retreat, but the body was firmly hugged. The next moment, a chill was piercing his heart from behind.
The knife was too fast and too accurate. He barely had time to feel the pain and he woke up again.
He is still standing here, Ning Zhou is still standing there, she looks calm, did not explain the kiss, just said to him with his mouth: close his eyes.
Qi Le people closed their eyes.
There seems to be a temperature on his lips that does not belong to him. His heart beats quickly, but the soul is calm. If I saw Ning Zhou at first sight, his enthusiasm for her is to look forward to the distant goddess, then at this moment, he can finally stand side by side with her. He wants to protect her, even if his strength is so small, but he still wants to protect her at all costs.
Even if it really has to pay the price of life.
He is also willing.
This time he was prepared, when the blade passed through the chest, bringing a cold death moment, his brain flashed through countless pictures, and finally settled in front of the jungle bonfire, Ning Zhou jumped from the tree , lifted his face and looked at him...
At that moment, the words that flashed in the hearts of Qi Le people were fate.
This transcends all rationality and abandons all logic. The mysterious and mysterious premonition tells him that this is the person he has been waiting for, and he is destined.
After the second reading, Qi Le’s foot was soft and he took a half step. He forgot to close his eyes. Ning Zhou stood in front of him and looked at him for a moment without any extra expression. Indifference It’s like when the two first met.
However, in her quiet, blue eyes, she shed tears quietly and silently.
The tears slid down her cheeks and splashed on the hand of her knife. She lowered her eyes and watched the water marks slip from the back of her hand. There was a trace of mistake in her eyes. It was not even found when she cried.
Bathed in the hymns, soaked in the dreamy blurry light and shadow of Ning Zhou, never fear, not retreat, Ning Zhou, always forever, for his silent tears, Ning Zhou, beautiful people feel heartbroken.
The heart is like a hole that can't be filled by people. The Qile people can't move too fast and move to the front of Ning Zhou. They brave the courage to kiss her face. The salty tears seem to be Burning his soul, fermenting love and love into love.
He is so convinced, so sure, they are in love at this moment. There is no need for language to express, only the way to look at each other is already complete.
The ethereal hymns are getting farther and farther, more and more blurred, the white light begins to dim, the sky is dark, the earth is shaken, the gorgeous church domes, the complex and holy murals, the exquisite sculptures begin to peel off, as if The letter that the fire ignited, Mars rolled up the black side, and ate a little white paper.
There is not much time left for enchantment.
"Do it yourself." Qi Le was weak but firmly said that he was fearless.
Ning Zhou seems to be suddenly insane. He threw the short knife on the ground. In the crisp sound of the metal falling on the ground, she covered her face, and the depressing crying flowed out from the fingers. The more terrible torture than death made the rational collapse. She is no longer able to start, and can no longer start.
"Come again, the last time." Qi Le people struggled to pick up the short knife on the ground, stuffed into the hands of Ning Zhou, pointing to his chest. When he said this, he had no fear. Even though this time and again, the death caused him to collapse, he tried to smile at her. He always wanted to show her the best.
The enchantment is collapsing, stripping away the sacred appearance, revealing the truth of the darkness - countless horrible demons and Warcraft, and at any time will break through the encirclement and enter the church, set off a cruel slaughter, this is no peace. A serene world, but a nightmare world dominated by demons and death.
"Ning Zhou..." Qi Le people screamed his name in a low-pitched manner, and on the quiet tearful eyes of Ning Zhou, "I am sorry for you, so I am very useless, but... I I also want to protect you..."
The short knife pierced the heart again. This time, the Qi Le people pushed hard and let the blade against the chest smash the skin, running straight through his beating heart. No longer feel pain, nor feel cold. When he looks at Ning Zhou, he is willing to pay for her wholeheartedly, even if it is life, even if he really wants to die here, he will not regret it.
He has never met such a person, and the time of acquaintance is so short, but he is willing to do his best for her.
She deserves, she is worth anything.
Continuous reading of the file three times successfully. Qi Le people stood motionless, and the last strength of his body was drained. He did not dare to move half a point, because as soon as he moved a little, he would fall.
The enchantment completely collapsed.
At the last moment, Qi Le people saw the blonde woman who stood under the image of the Madonna. Her blue eyes staring at them like Ning Zhou. Ning Zhou and her were far away and silent. She should have smiled at them, mixed with sadness, thoughts, pity, helpless smile, it seems very complicated.
Like a broken mirror, the holy church and the overwhelming demon form a strange picture, broken and peeled off, and finally become a myriad of black and white spots scattered.
In this collapsed enchantment, everything is disintegrating, and only the Ning Zhou standing in front of him is alive. They stare at each other quietly, as if it were the only hope and redemption.
He has a lot of words to tell Ning Zhou, many, many. When it is over, he must say it. He wants to tell her loudly in front of everyone in the warm sunshine...
The enchantment disappeared completely and they were still in the underground palace. Ye Xia stood on the empty corridor and was waiting for them to come.
"Just kill you, everything is over. Are you ready?" she asked.
A crisp sound, the pendant of Ning Zhou's chest fell to the ground, she did not go to squat, did not look back and look again, she just held her knife and walked toward Ye Xia step by step.
It is such a back, never fear, not retreat, never go forward.
