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"Hmm! You...why..."

An extremely cold face was reflected in the unbelievable eyes.The snowy and frosty handsome face under the wide hood did not show any fluctuations, and he even deliberately stood not far away, the sharp sword in his hand pierced into the flesh without rushing, and the blood spattered just right It splashed an inch away in front of him.

Xue Lai drew his sword out, and the special technique caused the powerful dark force to spread rapidly from the wound, forcing the wound that went straight to the heart to fail to heal, and the bright red blood spurted out continuously at a speed far exceeding its self-healing speed.

'What are you... doing? Xia Zuo stared blankly at Xuelai.

"I'm doing what I'm supposed to do." Accompanied by Xue Lai's words, the winding blood at his feet, the blood dripping from the tip of the sword, seemed to be affected by an unknown force, and flowed into the mouth with an ominous smell. In the dry spring of qi, the devilish energy in the dry spring rose suddenly, and the more intense devilish energy rushed towards the dragon in the sky, pouring into the dragon's heart.At what time, behind the magic dragon, a bigger and bigger cloud appeared!

In the fierce cloud, there seemed to be a world-shattering aura surging!Brewing!

Xue Lai looked at Xia Zuo deeply with ice-like eyebrows and eyes: "A Zuo, do you believe in me?"

Xia Zuo stared at him blankly, the scene in his eyes seemed to have changed. They were originally in the center of a deserted city in the desert, but now, the dry spring that kept emitting devilish energy was filled with warm water again, It was bubbling and making a gurgling sound.The surrounding decaying stone walls slowly turned into scattered stone pestles.The yellow sand all over the sky is slowly turning into a green land full of life...

There are snowflakes falling from the sky, with the cold fragrance of white plums.

Gradually, the snowflakes covered up the flowing blood, as if nothing had happened.

The young man made of ice and snow stood like this among the snowflakes in the sky, staring at himself, and asked, "Ah Zuo, do you believe me?"

'I believe you. '

How could I not believe it?Looking at the stubborn gaze in Xuelai's eyes, Xia Zuo was certain in his heart that of course he had to trust Xuelai. Xuelai was just not good at expressing himself with words, so he must have his own considerations in doing so.

At this time, Fang Yuhua, who was guarding the dragon, said coldly: "So it's you, a member of the Xia family! Ha! Sure enough, the devil god of the underworld protected me, and I didn't even go to the pure land of the true law to recover the humiliation of the past. Now you Instead, I took the initiative to deliver it to your door. It seems that the demon god guided me and wanted me to take your dog's life today!"

I don't know how he broke through the shackles of the magic ring, and he was full of demonic energy, and he was about to release the terrifying dark magic, which was the first to kill the two of them!

However, Xia Zuo and Xue Lai had already cooperated thousands of times, and now they were facing a dangerous situation, the two of them remained calm and understood each other very well.The long sword in Xuelai's hand released the dark magic power of the same origin, and the fighting spirit wrapped around her body, dancing a piece of silver light, resisting the incoming magic.Xia Zuo, on the other hand, calmed down, emptied himself, and gradually immersed himself in the oracle state.

"The oracle of the gods, the sneaky and devilish people, come to an end!"

Xia Zuo opened his eyes, the originally clean black pupils were now covered by a ruthless gold, and he couldn't speak, but his voice was like a majestic judgment of the gods, hovering in Fang Yuhua's heart!Suddenly, Fang Yuhua seemed to see his own time rushing towards the end of the years, turning into nothingness, and the entire snowy environment was incompatible with him.

Perhaps the feeling of life passing was too painful, which made his crazy mind sober for a moment.He realized what was wrong: snow?How could it be snow?Isn't he in a deserted city in the desert?

Why was he defeated so easily?His family was in decline, his marriage was tragically divorced, and his physical fitness was abolished. Even if these things didn't knock him into the dust, he finally got to where he is today by virtue of his strong bloodline, constant luck and his own strong tenacity.Three ups and downs, so...he...isn't he the chosen one?Isn't he destined to be the child of destiny?

How could he die here?Obviously, as soon as the magic dragon takes shape...

Fang Yuhua, who was about to come to an end, was bleeding from the seven orifices, his vision gradually became hazy, but his mind was exceptionally clear.At the end of his consciousness, he could clearly see Xuelai walking in, and the face under the hood was a face he would never forget in this life!

"Yes, it's you?!" Unbelievable words, accompanied by the pain of the sword piercing his chest again, finally an extremely proud soul fell into the abyss of death. Before dying, his eyes were still closed.

Watching Fang Yuhua's blood flow into the dry spring, and then a thick cloud of magic rose again, Xia Zuo swayed uncontrollably, and when he felt that he was embraced by An Ran, Xia Zuo showed a slightly apologetic smile: 'Strangling his fate is more difficult than I imagined. '

Xuelai changed his posture and embraced the tired young man with one hand: "It doesn't matter, people who should have died a long time ago have really disappeared now."

Xia Zuo was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that something was wrong: "Huh?Ah Xue's words... have you met Fang Yuhua before? '

"I've seen it, I've seen it before," Xuelai whispered softly, his hand accustomed to holding a sword wrapped Xia Zuo's hand, and then Xia Zuo's hand actually showed Xuelai's exquisite long sword, he He smiled and said, "Fang Yuhua, so his name is so. He will be today, thanks to me. I gave him a new life, and he gave his life. This deal is fair, isn't it?"

Seeing Xuelai like this, Xia Zuo felt more and more uneasy.He wanted to leave, but after moving for a while, he realized that Xuelai had used some method to prevent him from controlling his body. He could only watch helplessly as Xuelai held his hand and swung the sharp long sword Aim at your chest!

"Azuo, because of you, Xuelai finally found a port to anchor in. So you should also be able to understand, I want you to be my mood forever."

The exquisite long sword pierced into the body inch by inch, and the feeling of the rapid flow of blood made Xia Zuo's mind start to feel muddled due to lack of oxygen.The system can be heard vaguely starting to raise the alarm rapidly:

[Discover user self-mutilation behavior!Please stop quickly!The system cannot resurrect the user after suicide! 】

[Discover user self-mutilation behavior!Please stop quickly!The system cannot resurrect the user after suicide! 】

[Discover user self-mutilation behavior!Please stop quickly!The system cannot resurrect the user after suicide! 】

【warn!warn!warn!The system parasitic environment is damaged!The system is under attack!The system starts the self-destruct procedure! 1, 2, 3...]

It turned out that the system said that suicide would not be recognized. Was that vague statement because the system would self-destruct after suicide?

However, these are now meaningless.

'For, why...'

The incomprehensible eyes couldn't move the hard-hearted young man's mind. He pulled out the long sword and watched his best friend slowly fall down with cold eyes. The red blood washed out a red snow remnant in the snow.

"Why? How can I explain it to you? Let's start from the beginning. The beginning of the story is a lost traveler..."

There was a lost traveler who wandered alone and made his home all over the world. At the moment he remembered, what he saw was the first snow of that winter slowly falling from the sky.So from then on, he had a name that couldn't be more casual.

In this world, his concerns and entanglements are chillingly few. He has traveled to many places and met many people, but these unknown times have nothing to do with him.Time will not stay on him, he has always been such a poor young man.

He knew that he had his own mission, and in his mind there was an unreasonable list of countless rare treasures, and he knew that he wanted to collect these things that he had never even heard of. But why collect?he does not know.There was only one voice in his heart that was urging him to do this.

Sometimes memory will be missing, but it doesn't matter, memory is not that important to him anyway.

Until later, he met a person who valued and relied on him for no reason. It was a strange feeling, but it made him unable to give up, and he was unwilling to give up.Wanting to protect this fragile boy, he finally found the meaning of his existence.The stagnant years also began to flow, and he accompanied the young man through his youth step by step.

However, just after he found the meaning, he found that in order to protect him, another self had to replace the current self.

'You are only a part of me, I am all of you.Only by being me can I truly protect him. '

So Xuelai became him, and the once bewildered traveler knew the tasks behind those checklists, as well as his own origin.

He is the demon clan left behind after the defeat of the demon world. His natural mission is to wake up the magic dragon, and from then on, the blood of the son of destiny will open the door of the demon world.

Of course, the demons will pursue his mission, but when they complete the mission, they unknowingly find... the meaning they found when they were confused seems a bit interesting?

Curiosity, inquiry, habit, obsession.

Strange and unfamiliar emotions for the demons quietly grew during the time of disguising themselves.Looking back, I realized that it was the meaning that "I" found.

He likes this innocent human race.

But... this human race is the Son of Light.

One of the three sons of luck.

hesitate?The emotions that had never existed before, because of the hesitation, have been exhausted by the Son of Light's concealment again and again.

In Xuelai's world, the meaning of Xuelai is only Xia Zuo.

But Xia Zuo has family, friends, and...an unknown world.Even if Xia Zuo is looking directly at you, he may be looking through you at something else.The keen demons can feel that Xia Zuo's world is different from others.Even when facing him, Xia Zuo would not be distracted most of the time, but the demons knew that that world existed.

And...Xia Zuo can also control time.

resurrection.

It was just a vague feeling at first, but Xue Lai and Xia Zuo's strange life-spanning technique had an effect beyond everyone's imagination.Even the system doesn't know that Xuelai itself is a demon from another dimension.

Obviously watching Xia Zuo die in his arms, I tried my best to protect him, but the next moment I seemed to return to the beginning... Even after each resurrection, only a vague memory of the past will be left, But the accumulation of many vague and unreal memories forced Xuelai to come to this cognition.

Xia Zuo's time was different.

So what is the meaning of life to Xia Zuo?

The domineering Mozu didn't want to think about this problem, he accepted the fact calmly, and then began to look for a solution.

Find a way to disable this pesky ability.

Until it was discovered by accident that Xia Zuo couldn't commit suicide.

[Suicide is not recognized. ] Such a vague sentence made Xia Zuo understand.

So the stagnant plan to restart the demon world started again: bewitching the son of luck that he saved many years ago, telling him that after condensing the dragon, the dragon will be its own; luring that arrogant and ridiculous son of luck to go with him... Finally When the three are together, pull them into your domain.

Now only the innocent and lovely little Ah Zuo is left.

"Suicide and death will not be recognized, so that annoying thing won't pester you anymore!" Xue Lai's deep voice sounded, and her blood-stained hand gently brushed the gradually cold face of the person in her arms.

The blood flow gathered, the demonic aura surged, a shocking giant door appeared behind the demon dragon, the demonic atmosphere rose, and the celestial phenomena changed again and again, finally those who hesitated outside couldn't help but rushed over, but they were disbelieved by their eyes. The scene was too shocked to speak.

"Xue Lai! What's going on?!"

A shallow smile appeared on Xuelai's face, without looking back, he hugged Xia Zuo by the waist, and walked across the demon gate in one step.

Finally, Xia Zuo's breath stagnated in his arms.

Xuelai stood inside the Demon Gate, waiting silently.

The next moment, the heart that had stopped beating in his arms started beating weakly again, his cold body gradually returned to temperature, and Xue Lai's already fair face instantly lost all color.

His body trembled, but he still stood there tall and straight.

"Silly Azuo, you really never know what the life-span technique really means."

"As I said, I will protect you. From now on, you don't need to worry about anything. It's not just Xuelai, but also me."

The magic dragon is still churning and roaring, and the opened gate of hell is full of unknown future. From then on, the legend lives in the mouths of others, and the story continues.

(Finish)

The author has something to say: it's done like this, do the little angels have any unexpected surprises?

Although it is a Western fantasy text, it is an anti-routine text after all. It is relatively short ︿(￣︶￣)︿

Ah, that's it, the little tiger went downstairs to get the courier

Please look forward to the new pit: [Quick Transmigration] addicted, ︿(￣︶￣)︿

It seems that someone wants to watch the episode?Well, I didn’t plan to write a side story at first, but if you want to read it, please list the ones you want to see and I’ll see which ones I can write^_^ Of course, the side story is possible, um… just update it from time to time

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