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After the white-skinned, burly man finished speaking, seeing that no one paid attention to him, his expression became more and more annoyed, as if he was the only one here who didn't have any nostalgia, and felt empty in his heart, and became even more irritable.

The scene fell into silence again. Except for the big man pacing back and forth, grinning and sighing, the rest of the people looked at the sky quietly.

Time passed faster at this last moment, when the bonfire went out, the stars fell, the sun rose, and the last day came.

The wind blowing this night was comparable to the fleeing in the past few months, and the faces of the people became more and more haggard and weak, like old people in their twilight years, sitting quietly, their eyes still unwilling to leave the sky.

Only the person in memory who is least willing to forget can make them forget the footsteps of approaching death at this last moment.

But the white-skinned, oldest man felt more and more irritable.

"Damn it! Bang!" He sat cross-legged on the ground and smashed a rock beside him with his fist. "I'm really fed up. Why don't those bastards come here? Kill me quickly."

He needs to talk, needs something else to distract him, otherwise, he will be trapped endlessly in his own empty and restless inner world, which is worse than death.

The rest of the people still didn't pay attention, so he raised his head, and after scanning the crowd, he landed on Mina's face.

Mina simply lay on the ground with her arms folded, quietly watching the sky that turned from darkness to blue, with a smile of no regrets on the corner of her mouth.

"Mina, don't think about it anymore, so what if that traitor remembers you, you are going to die!" The big man said angrily, but there was a sour taste in his indignant tone.

Mina ignored him, still looking at the sky, as if she didn't hear what the big man was saying.

If this big man roared like this normally, not to mention Mina, the entire Occult Blood Organization members would probably tremble with fright, because this big man is the leader of the Occult Blood Organization, people call him Blood Boss.

But it’s different now. At this moment of dying, the cruel methods that the blood boss used to treat his subordinates no longer have any deterrent effect. Anyway, he is always going to die. It’s the same no matter how he dies. I was afraid of him, and ignored him again, enjoying the only long but short silence in this life, quietly thinking about everything before, especially the happiest memory.

Boss Xue clenched his fists, snorted again, and looked at Xiang Chaoyang and Le Ying in a blink of an eye, "And you two, too young and too naive, really thought that after so many years, your so-called friends can still Remember you? Bullshit friend, bullshit love, shit love, all bullshit, only strength is real in this world, just like now, we don’t have strength, so we are going to die!”

"Brother Long, why is he so powerful that he can stand up to all the martial arts associations and that damned Sikong Changhua's subordinates alone, hehe, what a joke, too naive, too naive, do you think this is a fairy tale? I'm going to die!" The more he said, the more bloody boss felt his heart was swaying.

"Boss Xue, can you be quiet?" Xiang Chaoyang frowned and scolded impatiently.

The warm red light of the morning sun fell on his face, making Ling's handsome face like a newborn morning sun, warm and feminine at the same time.

"We are young, but there are some things that you may not understand when you are old. Maybe you have already lost it, or maybe you don't believe it at all." Xiang Chaoyang looked back at the sky again, and the corner of his mouth curled up gently. smile.

"You are so irritable, it's just that the fear in your heart has no sustenance. We are different, because we have people who miss us, and some people miss us. Even if they die, they will remember them all their lives. In that way, death is like being alive. And You, dead, no one will remember you, clean as if you never came to this world."

"..." Boss Xue was stunned, and his irritable eyes suddenly cooled down. He felt a chilly air penetrate directly into his heart, freezing his whole heart.

He glanced at the young people present with his ashen eyes, and suddenly felt that he was a different kind, a vicissitudes old man who had gone astray and never repented all his life.

"Really, do you have such feelings?" He suddenly lowered his head, closed his eyes, and muttered to himself, those unbearable memories appeared in his mind that he once thought was only filled with truth, so those truths also changed Blurred and chaotic, no longer able to stay clear.

"A long time ago, I was as young as you," Boss Xue lowered his head, and his hoarse voice came from the air, like an old man sitting on a rocking chair and telling the only sad story he remembered, "Then At that time, I also had a very good friend, the day before we were about to officially kill, the boss asked us to compete, the one who lived could become the official killer, and the other had to die."

"That night, he talked a lot to me, about all kinds of things when we were training together, and I remember the smile on his bright face."

"I thought he did it on purpose. He wanted to soften my heart, so my heart became more fierce. I didn't fall asleep all night. He was smiling, and I was thinking about the flaws in his moves."

"He really did it on purpose." Boss Xue's voice suddenly became lower, and the breeze stirred his black-gold hair, making him look even older.

"The next day, his favorite weapon was cut off by me, and he died under my dagger. He lay at my feet, bleeding, but still smiling, until he was trampled to death by the boss of Occult Blood. Head. The boss pointed to his corpse and said to all the occult blood members that this is the end of believing in feelings. He said that my friend deliberately tampered with his weapon so that the indestructible weapon was vulnerable, so he died It’s in my hands. He also said that a killer can’t have feelings, if he has feelings, he has to die.”

"Later, my outstanding performance won the trust of the boss, and later, I killed him and took the top spot in occult blood."

"...Uh..." Boss Xue raised his head, and a blurred smile appeared on his usually fierce and sinister face. He seemed to be much older all of a sudden, looking up at the blue sky, his cloudy eyes flickered. Jing Guang smiled and murmured, "At that time, I always thought that what the boss said was lying to me, that I relied on my strength to defeat the opponent who had lived in the same room with me for more than ten years, but now I find that , our boss didn’t lie to me.”

Suddenly, he closed his eyes and murmured deeply, "My friend died by my hands on purpose."

Then, he burst into tears, and then hugged his head and cried, howled, and beat the ground. The sound of mourning was full of heart-piercing pain, and it lasted for a long time over the lonely wasteland.

The people around frowned, secretly lamenting that people's hearts are sinister, like walking on thin ice, a wrong thought, may sink for a lifetime.

It wasn't until near noon that Blood Boss calmed down. He lay on the ground as if he was dead. The blazing sun shone on him. He was still staring at the blue sky. There was only an illusory expression in his eyes, as if he was also Immersed in the past, and no longer afraid of the imminent death.

It was a very hot day, the golden sun was baking the earth, there was no wind in the valley, only the earth was steaming with rolling heat waves, and the few shrubs on the mound were gray and yellow, as if they had been scorched to death The same, sluggish.

Xiang Chaoyang, Le Ying, and Mina all sat up. They were concentrating on wiping their weapons, and their faces returned to the coldness they had maintained in the past few months, ready to fight to the death.

It's just that in this thick killing atmosphere, that trace of despair still lingers.

"Om..."

At this moment, a familiar humming sound came. Based on everyone's experience, it was easy to hear the sound of a car spraying energy.

"Is it coming so soon?" A occult blood member jumped up from the ground, holding a silver sword in his hand, raised his eyes to the sky, but frowned after looking at the sky.

The rest of the people also followed his gaze, then frowned, with doubts floating in their eyes.

Under the blue sky in the distance, the golden sun shines all over, and a small snow-white dot gallops towards it, getting bigger and bigger.

There is only one car, and it doesn't look like a special vehicle for the Federation of Science and Technology.

Soon, the snow-white car stopped in the sky above everyone's heads, and the four blue energies converged and began to descend slowly.

People still raised their heads, watching blankly, the earth was kicking up sand and dust in the wind, and they refused to avoid it.

"Brother Chaoyang, long time no see!" A hearty voice came, speaking in a Chinese language that few people could understand.

"Boom!"

Xiang Chaoyang and Le Ying's whole heart trembled like an earthquake, their eyes widened suddenly, and their eyes that had been immersed in ice-cold eyes trembled violently.

"Damn it, don't you know me? Brother Long, you've become handsome again recently, so you don't have to look like this, watch your saliva! Haha..."

The vehicle landed, and Zhang Long, dressed in a black suit with a straight collar, came down with a huge silver scabbard on his back. He was still the same as before, with raised brows, first twisted his neck, and then yelled at Xiang Chaoyang angrily. yelled, and then laughed again.

Xiang Chaoyang and Le Ying were stunned, their mouths could not be closed for a long time, and their eyes wanted to fall out. Although they were very close, they still couldn't believe that all this was true.

And the entire atmosphere of despair and desolation was instantly filled with hope because of Zhang Long's appearance.

I don't know why, but the rest of the people, even the blood boss whose heart was ashamed, sank to the bottom of their hearts when they saw this young man who was spotless and shrouded in a golden halo all the time. Inexplicably gained strength.

The upright figure in the sun seemed to be an invincible sword. When he came, everything would be different.