Blessings to the beautiful stars

Zuo Wu, who still couldn't see everything, only felt that the huge pressure roared from behind him, and the eyes staring at his back seemed to have a real quality, almost bending his waist.

Of course, Zuo Wu knew that everyone's target was not himself, but Ran Luo.He became the target of everyone's criticism, and everyone seemed to ask for something and get something from Him.

Either their respective dreams, or the "meaning" of each person, or his life.

The world asks for it.

He gives.

This may be the initial and most standard expectation of the world for the gods, but it has never been fulfilled.

After all, the gods known to the world either do not exist.

Or, like the woven circle, only the contract with the world is used as an anchor for them to project their power into the real world.

The gods are unwilling, and no one can forcefully ask him for it.For this reason, everyone should have drunk the generosity of burning radish.

Burning Luo is still opening his generous heart to everyone.

"Everyone".

With his back to everyone, Zuo Wu gritted his teeth, suddenly feeling so unwilling.

Although Ran Luo's eyes had already started to drift and haze, she was still watching everything around her.Zuo Wu's petty actions could not escape his observation.

His smile bloomed more and more beautiful under the suffocation given by Zuo Wu, and his voice still sounded slowly directly from Zuo Wu's mind:
"Are you... jealous? Because I'm still in your hands, but I still open my arms to other people. Heh... You can say it first, whether it's your wish or my life."

"Because I'm the closest to you, I'm in your hands... You can come out on top no matter what, as long as you are one step ahead of the others, as long as you open your mouth to me, then I will agree, and I will agree to everything."

Zuo Wu was still unable to speak.

Ran Luo just found out that Zuo Wu's smile, which appeared to be jealous, had begun to wither like an epiphyllum.Dissipated and distorted, it turned into a more alluring pleading:
"I will really agree, please, just tell me, everything is fine. I want to hand over everything I have. If possible, I still want to...give everything to someone I am more familiar with. man, so as long as you open your mouth..."

He didn't continue talking, but the width of his open chest was a little smaller.

That's it, it seems that the embrace that is open to everyone has become an exclusive one that is only open to Zuo Wu.

Burning radish is thirsty.

crave for yourself.

Zuo Wu only felt that his fingertips started to feel hot, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

In my heart, I feel vaguely responsible for all the people around me, the desire to "save the world", and the pursuit of giving meaning to my life by cutting off "stop" and "stagnation"...

Correct.

Burning Luo symbolizes the past and stagnation. Does it mean that as long as he is killed, the concept of "stagnation" will be erased from the world.

From then on, everything in the world will no longer fall into the cycle of rising and falling, and will always thrive and grow vigorously?
No, it's not possible.

Zuo Wu wanted to laugh at himself, but couldn't.

Because no matter what, as long as you follow Ran Luo's wishes, you can stop the process of destroying everything by giving it absolute zero.

The most important thing is that Burning Luo is so eager.This is the exclusive desire of the high gods to their own mortals, and the exclusive humility.

...I should respond, all the cells in my body, instinct and even reason are shouting together, shouting the correct answer that I can easily do.

Suddenly.

Zuo Wu found that the cry of his own cells actually brought back all the sensations in his fingers.

Body language is also a kind of language, and what Ranluo is looking forward to may be just a movement of her own.

As long as the fingers that regained their consciousness put a little more force on his neck, he would know his decision and give him a tacit understanding that only belonged to him.

All just need to move a finger.

The overlapping of those slapping sounds behind him is already close at hand.

Burning Luo looked all over, he smiled lightly, and once again his open arms narrowed a little towards Zuo Wu:

"...No waiting after the expiration date."

He said that this is the first-class sweetness that has been invested in his mind this time.

Zuo Wu only felt that he was looking directly at Ran Luo at this moment, but what really caught his eyes was his own fingers that had started to turn black and blue because he kept pinching His slender neck for too long.

It turned out that her own blackness had already touched the pure white of burning red.

The moment he realized this fact, Zuo Wu felt that the familiar darkness in his heart had returned. Since He had already touched his color, how could he give it up?

Ranluo also noticed the change in her eyes, and her expression was filled with ecstasy. Finally, she didn't have to wait to face Liaoyuan Huifeng, who was destined not to tolerate her mother face to face.

Since meeting is destined to be painful, it is better to escape once and for all.

Ran Luo gently closed her eyes, waiting for Zuo Wu to vent the darkness in his heart to herself with the most extreme monopoly and tyranny.

But never thought.

He only heard a drowning-like "grunt" sound in front of his eyes. He opened his eyes suspiciously, but found that Zuo Wu had bitten his own teeth and almost bit off his tongue.

The blood froth gushed out, and the moment it left Zuo Wu's tongue, it stagnated, stuck in his mouth, making him almost drown in his stagnant blood.

After all, Zuo Wu didn't die, but he crushed and ground the stagnant blood, making it into blood gravel that wouldn't hinder his speech.

This is only the first difficulty. Zuo Wu still resisted his own instincts, shouted with all the cells in his body, and finally expressed his wish:
"I thought, I want everyone in the world to have a happy ending, can you do that?"

Ran Luo was stunned, the heat in his eyes suddenly faded, and turned into a loss of interest: "...Kill me, it will be good for everyone."

"But you were missed." Zuo Wu said, and began to cough violently, coughing up the blood boulders together with the fragments of the trachea scraped off by them, as if he was not the one who was suffering from suffocation, but him.

"I'm not a 'human'." Ranluo said.

"Then the 'everything' I wished on you would be flawed," Zuo Wu laughed, "If you can't do it, that means you're not a qualified god either."

Burning Luo narrowed her eyes: "The Milky Way has already disappeared, and your dreams have long since gone bankrupt."

"You were not born at that time, so I can't control it," Zuo Wu said, "But since you came to this world, how can you die? Give me responsibility for your own birth."

"...unreasonable."

After Ran Luo said this, she seemed to have completely lost interest in the man who was strangling her neck. She put down her open arms, looked behind Zuo Wu expectantly, and murmured:
"Who else? The Pope is also fine, but he is probably more inclined to reform me. I should not die in his hands. What about Della? Della... as long as I promise to cure the centaur girl in exchange, she Will definitely agree to take my life."

"...Where's my mother?"

"Yes, I'm the most vulnerable now. My mother hates me so much, and now is the time for the result... It's okay, it's okay."

Behind Zuo Wu.

The three people's race has also come to an end.

Della, who was hesitant and didn't know what she could ask for from Yanluo, fell to the end, and the end of the race became a contest between the Pope and Liaoyuan Gray Wind.

As burning radish thought.

All the Pope's preparations are for the purpose of usurping the Liaoyuan.The future technologies he brought, except for the gravitational clothing that maintains its own structure, are all used to transform the gods.

The situation is much worse than he imagined, but also much better.At least even though Ranluo was born, she took the initiative to maintain her fragility and restrained her own growth.

In addition, there is Ran Luo's own cooperation.

After all, his ambition to transform him still has a chance to be realized, and even the way to realize it is almost simpler than Zuo Wu killing him, just injecting something like an injection into his body.

Ranluo accepts everything.

He watched the dark gravity condense in the pope's hand, and finally gathered into a needle that even light could not escape.

The pope did not hesitate like Zuo Wu, but directly stretched out his countless hands stretched out under the darkness.

stab!

Ranluo had no resistance at all, and died when her neck was twisted, and died when her personality was wiped out. How much difference is there?
It must be over.

But the stinging pain of the needle prick did not appear for a long time.

Ranluo opened her eyes suspiciously, but at this moment she almost jumped into a rage.

Someone blocked the needle for himself.

It was the gray wind of Liaoyuan, she was standing in front of her, beside Zuo Wu.She held the needle straight for herself, covering herself behind the back of her spine.

The needlepoint of gravity began to collapse the fleet of Liaoyuan Gray Wind.

But she remained motionless, still using her body to protect herself warmly.

Empress Dowager.

Like a mother.

Burning Luo opened her mouth, wanting to ask something, and saw Liaoyuan Huifeng turn her head, her eyes were still full of hatred and disgust, but more of it was a determination to protect herself.

"...Why?" Burning Luo's nails dug into his own face, drawing ten deep scars like tears.

"Hmm, don't get me wrong,"

Liaoyuan Gray Wind lowered his head, looked at the Pope silently, and watched the spikes he swung with all his strength spread darkness in his body:

"Because you are the fruit that I...have to protect. You are the pursuit of the Great Khan all his life. I hate you, and I hate you for cutting off my future and my eternity."

"But without you, I wouldn't even have the meaning of the past and the present. Haha, how can people not pay attention to their own history and the meaning of their own existence?"

"Ranluo, please hate me too, hate my utilitarianism, my selfishness."

"But now, I can tell the truth, even if it's out of utilitarianism, I can't deny Great Khan, deny my pledge of allegiance to Liaoyuan, and I can't betray the beauty I once had,"

"All the good things in Liaoyuan finally give birth to sweat, and sweat is pursuing you all his life,"

"...I hate you, I hate you for taking away the beauty I should have gotten from Dahan and Liaoyuan, I hate you for taking away my future, and even replacing me now,"

"But since you are the crystallization of the great sweat, and even the final answer of Liaoyuan's entire civilization, the final painstaking effort,"

"Then I also have to admit that I will love you so much for this reason." (End of this chapter)