I'm sorry, the king of the mainnet, I shouldn't complain about you

Fear of death, she is really afraid of death.

As a person, how can you not be afraid of death?It's not the era of wars, when human life is so worthless.

People born in peaceful times cherish their lives very much, and of course she does too.

The wound on the chest was a little numb, not to mention the pain, even other sensations were gone.

Someone was shaking her body, her eyelids were so heavy that the possibility of her wanting to lift them up was almost zero.

Stop barking, she's so sleepy, let her sleep.

Thinking in my heart, my eyelids gradually closed.

Holding her body losing temperature, the young man reached out and patted her face vigorously.

What happened, no one knows.

Where are the blond youths and teenagers?Why did the [-] o'clock drama that was still happening just now come to an end?It's fine to stop, why was she pierced in the chest, and there was an extra female corpse in the lotus pond? ?There are too many doubts, and she needs to give an explanation, but in the current situation, it is more practical to find someone to save her first.

"Sakuragi! Sakuragi!" She is the youth's school girl, and she is the only person who makes him feel that he is still connected with the modern age in this strange age. If she dies, what will he do? "Open your eyes, don't sleep! Isis will be here soon, you must not die!!"

Tears welled up in his big light purple pupils, and he slapped her face desperately, calling her name.

He doesn't want her dead.

When the beautiful priestess rushed over, she was shocked by the scene in front of her. The alien girl was held in the arms of the young man lifelessly, her chest pierced by a sharp weapon was still bleeding, bright red, so glaring.

In the pond with blossoming lotus flowers floated the corpse of a foreigner, with long black hair, fair skin, red-dyed foreign clothing, and an exquisite face...it was a very beautiful girl.what is happening?Before Mahart called her over, he did tell her about the situation here, but what he really saw was another matter.

He hurriedly called the people under his command to let them pick up the cold woman and send her into the hall.The young man stared at his hand, looked at the red blood, and closed his eyes as if being stung.

Tears couldn't help but fall from his eyes, and the young man couldn't help crying as he clasped his hands together.

It's really embarrassing to grow up so big and still cry, but... the thought of her dying makes me feel uncomfortable.

How did the new friends I made with great difficulty turn into one-blooded people?

In the hall, the priestess rescued people urgently, and the people around were working swiftly without daring to take a breath. The medicine temporarily stopped the bleeding from Sakuragi Sasuke's chest, but when her eyes fell on her face, a little bit of blood appeared. At the moment when the priestess dispensed the medicine, the hands of the priestess trembled inaudibly.

This is the face of a dead person, she cannot save her.

Putting down the medicine in her hand, Priestess walked to the bedside, and put her light brown hand tentatively against her cheek. The skin touched by her fingers had lost its original softness, and the cold temperature seemed to be caressing a dead body.

The fingers moved to the side and came to her nose without a trace of breath.

She is dead.

Withdrawing her hand, Priestess took a step back, her black hair moved slightly, half covering her face.

"Go and invite Your Royal Highness to come in." Priestess said, there was no emotion in her voice.

The accompanying maid quickly lowered her head and ran out of the hall.

At this time, the boy king was also outside the hall, his crimson pupils were staring at the young man who was squatting on the ground and staring at his hands, who was trembling all over his body after a long silence.

Running out of the hall with thin steps, the young man suddenly raised his head and saw a panicked face.

Crouching on the ground, the maid reported respectfully: "Your...Your Highness, Lady Isis invites you in."

"How is she...?" the young man asked in a trembling voice.

The maid bit her lip and shook her head slightly.

This action is obvious, but the young man knows that she is dead.

With heavy steps, he didn't look at anyone, his light purple pupils stared straight ahead.

The Young King frowned, he didn't like the young man's expression now, as if something important had been lost, he was desperate.

Walking into the hall step by step, what caught my eye was her cold corpse lying on the bed.

Walking to the edge of the bed, the young man bent down and reached out to touch her face.

Tears flowed from her eyes, rolled down her face, and slid down her cheeks onto the bed.

"Sakuragi." He called her name, but she couldn't hear him.

"Sakuragi..." Half-kneeling beside the bed, he lay tremblingly on the side of the bed, clutching the soft white sheet tightly, still chanting her name.

"Your Highness..." Looking at the sad young man, Isis was helpless.

The young king, Seth, and Mahat then entered the hall, and the attendants inside quickly prostrated themselves on the ground to welcome their king.The young king's eyes fell on the young man from the beginning to the end, and the two young priests behind him frowned unconsciously when they saw the young man lying on the bedside. As the noble Egyptian royal family, how could they How could a foreigner show such a disrespectful gesture in front of so many servants?

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On the dark bank of the river, she was sitting on a tall rock submerged in the ever-flowing sea, her dark pupils were staring at the weedless ground, thinking about who she was?Where do you think you belong?It seems that after coming here, she has forgotten a lot of things, such as... There is always someone in her mind calling her senior sister, although she was later called Sayue, but who is that Sayue?And who is that person named Satsuki?

"You really forgot a lot of things." A clear and pleasant voice came from the side.

Looking back, she saw a beautiful woman in a jacket and skirt walking towards her slowly holding an umbrella.

Turning her head slightly, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes. "Who are you?"

"My name is pure, the one who saves you." The beauty has a very clean feeling, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, and there is only a broken jade hairpin on the simple bun, which is simple yet generous.

A woman as beautiful as a lotus.

"Jing?" It's a very familiar name, but why can't she remember it? "Jing...who is it?"

"You really don't remember anything, even I completely forgot about saving you, Xuan this time... really did a little too much." Jing is one of the gods of the Space-Time Administration, different from other gods. Similarly, she is considered an alternative among gods, and the main reason for this is that before she became a god, she was a human being. "Don't cross the river, you can't go back if you cross the river."

"But if you don't cross the river, you can't go to other places." She said, turning her head and facing the gray sea.

"After crossing the river, you won't see him." Jing tried to persuade her.

"Can't see him... who?" she asked, her eyes still on the sea.

There was a flash of light on the sea, and something was coming towards them.

"Echizen Ryoma, do you still remember him?" Knowing that the ferryman was coming this way, in order to prevent her from getting on the boat, Jing gave her a strong dose of medicine. "That boy is someone you like very much."

"Echizen Ryoma? I like it very much...?" Her eyes widened, she turned her head to Jing, and her dark pupils began to shine a little bit. "juvenile?"

"You finally remembered." Her memory didn't disappear completely, it was very easy to think about it, just mention the person who was important to her in front of her.

"You are Jing? The Jing who saved me?" Jing's face was very familiar. At this moment, she seemed to remember where she had seen her before.

"Yes, I was the one who saved you back then." Jing said, a gentle smile flashed across her eyes.

"I'm dead, right?" Facing life and death, she was too calm.

"Yes, you are dead, but I decided to save you again."

"Why? Your gods care about the life and death of human beings?" She didn't mean to say that on purpose, it was just about Xuan and Jing that she couldn't have any good feelings for gods, even if the gods in front of her had saved her.

"Whether I care or not, we can freely consider in our hearts. I am very pleased with what you and Xuan said. You are right. The reason why gods exist is because of human beliefs, and the continuous existence of human beings is because With the blessing of God, if one of the two has an accident, the other cannot be safe and sound, this is the so-called symbiosis and coexistence." After finishing speaking, Jing Huan deliberately paused, and then said: "You still have my heart for me. Doubt, but don’t worry, after this, we will not appear in front of you, your path, your future, are all up to you to decide.”

"I decide by myself?" She muttered to herself, with a hint of doubt between her brows.

"Let's go, go back to the place you need to go for the time being." A wooden door suddenly appeared on the side. There is no pattern on the wooden door, it is simple and ordinary.Jing looked at her with a slight smile on his face.

Glancing at Jing, and then at the boat that was coming towards her, she thought about it and decided to trust Jing once more.

Jumping off the stone, she came to the door, put her hand on the doorknob, turned it slightly to the right, pushed the door open and walked in.

Before her body disappeared behind the door, she turned her head to look at Jingjing, pulled her lips, and said, "Thank you."

After thanking her, she turned around and disappeared through the door.

Jing stared at the door, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth from beginning to end.

When the door also disappeared together, the smile on her face disappeared together.

Turning her head and glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi who was standing in the shadow, she sighed and said, "What does the death of the mirror have to do with her? Do you want her to die that much?"

Walking out of the shadows, the young man in Tsing Yi is Xuan.

"I hate her."

"The one who should hate is you, the mirror is your pawn, and death is also within your calculations. You are the one who created all this, so what has it to do with her? Back then, you caused her to be separated from the mirror soul in a single thought, and she was entangled for three generations. , never die, now achieve the effect you want, but put all the resentment and hatred on her? Don't you think that your current behavior is already embarrassing yourself and the Space-Time Administration?" Jing looked coldly With Xuan, his tone is stern.

Xuan didn't refute Jing's words, because there was nothing to refute at all, and the other party was right.

With his eyes half down, he suddenly sneered and said, "You are not a good person either. You put on a compassionate face and do things with humanity in mind, not for yourself."

"Even if I'm doing it for myself, I'm not as selfish as you, making fun of human lives."

Xuan stared at Jing and fell silent again.

After a long time, he sighed softly and said: "Forget it, you always have a lot of reasons, I can't compete with you."

After finishing speaking, Xuan turned around, turned his back to Jing, and continued: "You are right, I am the one who created all this, obviously I should be happy, but why is my chest so painful? Jing, maybe I I have fallen into a demon..."

After leaving this sentence, he left without looking back.

Looking at the figure of the young man in Tsing Yi, Jing shook her head, and then disappeared in place.

The sea of ​​Wangchuan is flowing, and the ferryman is moving the boat to another place, where the lost dead are wandering...

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