After breaking up, I picked up a beautiful vampire girl

"How are you feeling recently?" Mu Ya looked up at Wu Qin and forced a smile.

"Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet."

Wu Qin said indifferently.

"I...I have some questions for you, father."

Mu Ya slowly approached Wu Qin.

Wu Qin looked at the creature in front of him that was neither human nor alien with an expressionless face.

For some reason, he felt that the monster looked a bit pitiful.

"What's the problem?" Wu Qin asked.

Mu Ya stopped in front of Wu Qin.

"I know that I may not be what you expected at the beginning, but I still... want to ask you, father."

There was a glimmer of tears in Mu Ya's eyes. Now she was no longer Moriarty, but the personality shaped by Moriarty.

"If I use my power to help others, do good things, and help the Special Management Bureau and humanity from the beginning, then... will you accept me? Will you acknowledge me as your child?"

Wu Qin frowned, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his only remaining eye, but in the end, he chose to let down his guard temporarily.

"I don't know. No one can explain what hasn't happened, but you had your chance."

"...I know I'm guilty of a heinous crime, but I just want to get an answer from you now."

"This isn't the first time you've tried to get answers out of me."

Mu Ya understood Wu Qin's meaning, and she had to show some sincerity.

So she slowly raised her hand, and a pure white seed emitting light appeared in her palm.

When Wu Qin saw this seed, he couldn't help but frown.

He could not feel any power from this seed, but he felt an indescribable weird feeling.

"This is the existence that Li Muhan has been trying to stop. Father... The end."

"It was supposed to be buried deep inside Li Ling'an's body, making him the carrier of the abyss, but now, he has chosen me to be the new carrier of the end..."

"Father, if I hand it over to the Special Management Bureau, can I get a chance to start over again..."

Mu Ya's tears kept flowing out of her eyes.

Wu Qin actually felt a little guilty inside.

He once devoted everything to experiments and neglected many things, such as how to guide and cultivate the things he created.

No, it should be said, how to raise this child.

He never thought about it.

Wu Qin allowed it to develop, thinking that this was the best way for life to evolve.

But now, seeing the child standing so helplessly in front of him, Wu Qin hesitated.

"…It was my arrogance and hubris that gave rise to your existence."

Wu Qin slowly raised his hand and took off his glasses.

He rubbed his nose and then looked at Mu Ya with a gentle expression.

"If you really need me, I can help you correct these mistakes as your father."

There was a gleam in Mu Ya's eyes. She looked at Wu Qin blankly and said in a trembling voice.

"......Father, can I really live like a normal girl......"

Wu Qin didn't say anything, but gently held Mu Ya in his arms.

The girl burst into tears, as if she had let out all her emotions at this moment.

But soon, she felt something was wrong.

The temperature in this room is gradually rising.

The root cause of all this was the man who was hugging her tightly.

"...I cannot make you a promise, child...but as your Creator, your Father."

"I can accompany you and atone your sins together..."

wow-

Wu Qin's body began to burn with flames, burning Wu Qin's body and spreading to the girl's body at the same time.

Mu Ya felt the pain in her body, but a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"......Father, I really don't have a future......right?"

Wu Qin held Mu Ya tightly, not wanting her to escape, but the girl had no intention of escaping at all.

The flames surrounded the two people.

Wu Qin finally looked at the floating white seeds.

Whatever this thing is...it can't be allowed to remain in this world.

The flames also enveloped the white seeds in an instant.

Then, Wu Qin heard Mu Ya's laughter.

"...It's a pity, father. Maybe we are really father and daughter. We are both equally sensitive, equally fragile, and equally..."

click-

The shell of the white seed was cracked by the flames, but what shocked Wu Qin was that the seed was empty.

It's just an empty shell.

"Same...sly."

Mu Ya raised her head and looked at Wu Qin with a crazy and desperate look, and then the flames suddenly rose again.

Before Wu Qin was completely submerged, Wu Qin understood everything.

She had already swallowed the seed, and no matter what answer I gave her, it would not change the outcome.

Because she has made her decision.

"I am such an unfit...father."

Wu Qin raised his hand and gently touched Mu Ya's hair, and then the hand quietly turned into ashes.

When the flames died down, Mu Ya stood alone in the laboratory, and the black ashes of the burnt man were still lingering in the air.

She took a deep breath, then raised her hand and wiped her tears.

"Have a safe journey, father."

Chapter 759 The End is Coming

The spring in Qinqiu Mountain did not last long.

Before the bottomless crack appeared, the wind and snow covered it again.

What was different from before was that, at the reminder of a young man named Chu He, all the tribes here left the snow-capped mountains ahead of time.

This is the home that nurtured them all their lives. At least before they left, they saw with their own eyes how vibrant this snow-capped mountain once was through the miracles created by Bai Ze's life.

And now, the Tara warriors, entangled in vines, have razed all the villages to the ground.

They didn't gain anything.

There are no longer any living creatures on this snowy mountain.

In the silence, the girl slowly appeared on the cliff.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I've been through this before."

Moriarty, or Mu Ya, or rather, she is no one now.

It's just a living being with a body still existing.

She turned her head slowly.

Behind him was endless wind and snow, and vaguely one could see the shadows of the Tara warriors who had been controlled by the Heart of the World flickering in it.

"Ms. Leia, you won't come this time?"

There was a hint of disappointment in her tone.

"What a fitting end to our story, Mr. Sherlock."

"There is no waterfall here, but there is a cliff, you see."

She stepped out lightly in her snow-booted feet and hung over the cliff.

But apart from the wind and snow behind her, no one responded to her.

"Is there not even a decent ending?"

The girl withdrew her foot and gave a faint bitter smile.

Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps slowly sounded. The girl turned around and saw the blond man with a broken hand walking towards her.

"Professor, the plan seems to have progressed a few days earlier than expected, and some of the details did not go as the master envisioned."

The girl could hear the confusion in Parean's heart.

This man really made her feel boring.

There is no desire, no pursuit, and not even a trace of selfishness.

He worked diligently as if he was born to become the nourishment for the coming of the end, which completely wasted his handsome and somewhat evil standard villain face.

What a pity you're not a traitor.

Shouldn't you be the kind of person who shouts at the last moment that the power is mine and no one can control me, and then becomes the final boss?

The girl faced Parean with a faint smile, which made the man a little confused.

"Is there something on my face, Professor?"

The girl shook her head, then raised her hand and pointed at the cliff behind her with her slender fingers.

"Go to your destination, little chess piece."

Parean was stunned for a moment, then slowly walked to the girl and looked at the open crack below the cliff.

"What about you, Professor? I don't even know where you fit into this show."

My location.

If I follow the normal path, this is my Reichenbach.

But alas, someone changed the script.

She raised her head and looked at the sky covered with snow.

Those higher-dimensional beings, the creators of those laws.

It seems that we don't want to see the ending of this story as we expected.

"Parean, do you like watching opera?"

The girl asked with a smile.

“I’m passionate about it.”

Parean answered.

"So if a tragedy that is bound to happen is right in front of you, and you happen to have the ability to rewrite the script, what would you do?"

In response to the girl's question, Pare paused, then smiled and said, "I am passionate about tragedy, professor."

The wind and snow seemed to swallow up the answers of both of them. After a long while, the girl nodded and said, "Go ahead."

Parean placed one hand on his chest, bowed slightly to the girl, and then walked calmly to the edge of the cliff without any hesitation.

His fall didn't even make the slightest noise.