I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

"...Is that so, then, if I die... Will Senior benefit?"

"Yes." Jiang Li nodded after being silent for a while.

"I understand."

Hua Mian also nodded slowly.

Since she dies, if Jiangli can also gain benefits, then she can die as Jiangli wishes, but Jiangli should not regret it after making this choice.

There is no regret medicine in the world.

Every choice has a price to pay.

"Then, our alliance can only go so far for the time being." Hua Mian said in a soft voice, a line of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

She has been holding on for a long time, and she really can't hold it anymore.

A little sleepy... so cold...

Jiang Li watched Hua Mian shiver in the wheelchair, didn't say anything, just lowered her head, hummed without any emotion.

"senior."

"Ah."

"Can you give me one last walk?"

The voice was almost drowned out by the sound of raindrops hitting the floor, like the last struggle of a drowned person.

Almost silent.

Jiang Li nodded, walked behind Hua Mian, pushed the armrest of the wheelchair and walked forward slowly.

It rained harder and harder.

The big and small clothes were all wet, but neither of them cared.

Those who were sitting were almost unconscious, almost dying, and those who were walking also felt a little numb.

Hua Mian was pushed away by Jiang Li, and unconsciously began to recall the past.

She remembered that ten years ago, Jiang Li often pushed her through the ruins of Yincheng like this, but now that the city is changed, the situation of the two of them is different.

Hua Mian smiled and talked about the past.

Talk about how stupid the former teachers were, how annoying those researchers were, how depressing the base was, and how happy I was when I used to hang out with Gracilaria.

But as she spoke, her voice gradually decreased.

Finally she fell silent.

Because Jiang Li listened to her talk, but kept silent from beginning to end, so what's the point?

Now Hua Mian doesn't have the strength to raise her head to see Jiang Li's expression.

I'm really a little... lost...

"Senior?" Hua Mian asked suddenly.

"Ok?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Tell me, but I can't promise you will do it."

"Um......"

Hua Mian nodded, and remained silent for a long time, until she really couldn't hold on any longer, and then said:

"Can you... kill me?"

"......why?"

Jiang Li firmly grasped the armrest of the wheelchair, and the two of them stopped together, bathed in the endless rain.

The black hair was soaked by the rain and stuck to the side of the face. If one didn't look closely, one might think that it was black seaweed slowly spreading out on the bottom of the sea.

The icy rain dripped from the tips of her hair, from the corners of her clothes, and from her chin.

Pour the heart cold.

Jiang Li squeezed her palm tightly, and repeated the question vigorously:

"why?"

"I... don't want to die by their hands..." Hua Mian leaned against the wheelchair weakly, her voice became softer.

Just like a dandelion, it will blow away when the wind blows.

Hua Mian gives Jiang Li this feeling now.

"If...you have to choose someone to send me away...I...I want to choose Senior..."

"Don't use... psychic power... it's cold..."

"Can...can...can...no..."

The girl under her was almost silent, but her pale lips were still murmuring uncontrollably, making one feel that her consciousness had already drifted away, and all that remained here was her obsession.

Jiang Li lowered her eyes when she heard the words.

She lowered her head, her white bangs covering her expression.

The hands gripping the armrests were shaking slightly, and the wheelchair couldn't help whining because of the excessive force.

After a few seconds, Jiang Li closed his eyes.

"I promise you."

"Thank you..." The voice slowly floated up from below.

It was very faint and hoarse, and Hua Mian's usual mysterious appearance could not be heard at all.

It's almost like...a dog in the rain.

People can't help but feel pity.

"Pff-scuff!"

There was the sound of blood spattering.

Jiang Li's eyes were lowered, and he pointed like a knife. His palm passed through the back of the wheelchair from behind, and plunged straight into Hua Mian's chest.

There is a warm stream of heat on the hand, but now, this stream of heat is cooling irresistibly.

Jiang Li pulled his hand from Hua Mian's back.

My heart suddenly felt empty.

She felt that she seemed to have lost something very important, but Jiang Li didn't know what it was, but couldn't help feeling flustered.

Was it the loss of an important friend?No, although Jiang Gracilaria did feel uncomfortable.Is it the loss of an important ally?No, although Jiang Gracilaria did feel confused.

Then why?

why...

Do you feel... so uncomfortable?

Jiang Li bit her lip hard.

She lowered her eyes, her vision became blurred, and her bloody palm seemed to have turned into some kind of life-threatening ghost, with a ferocious face, rushing towards her with teeth and claws.

But at this moment, the ghost was caught suddenly.

By a corpse-like cold hand.

No, it wasn't Li Gui who was caught, it was Jiang Li's own wrist.

It wasn't the dead body that caught her, it was Hua Mian who had returned to the light.

Is Hua Mian finally going to take revenge on her?Jiang Li thought, feeling a little relieved, and even felt that Hua Mian's revenge had finally arrived, and the guilt in her heart relaxed a little.

She is willing to bear Hua Mian's revenge, as long as... she won't fall down here.

But Huamian did not retaliate.

There was not even a trace of blame in her voice.

Because of the backlight, Huamian's voice was much louder than before, but it was still like a flickering candle, flickering on and off.

She clasped Jiang Li's wrist and said:

"It's okay, I asked you to do this."

There was a gentle smile on Hua Mian's face, and there were some unclear emotions in her eyes. The rain gradually became heavier, and the girl's pale cheeks were also covered with countless water marks.

Like crying.

But maybe, she was crying.

"I always feel that my life is a bit of a failure... If there is an afterlife, I will never like you again."

Hua Mian sighed, gurgling blood overflowed from the corner of her lips, slid down her chin all the way, and finally fell on the white skirt with rain.

The blood-red flowers bloom.

She said, and then suddenly exerted force with her right hand, tightly clasping Jiang Li's wrist.

In the dim rain world, there is a dreamlike green light.

That is psionic energy, called Jumang.

The endless vitality penetrated through the barrier of rainwater, and passed along the skin between the two of them crazily.

These vitality poured into Jiangli's body desperately, as if they didn't want money.

But vitality is conserved.

It doesn't come into being, it doesn't disappear out of thin air, it just shifts between lives.

So, where does the huge life force of Jiang Gracilaria come from?Of course, there is only the former host of this vitality, Miss Hua Mian, Shao Si Ming.

These vitality come from the congregation she killed when she was eight years old, from the lost beasts in the ruins of Yin City, from the backbone of the base that was attacked by Huamian, from the villains who committed crimes in Yun City, from the people whose lifespan was taken away today. The two elders and their subordinates.

Finally, there's also the...

Hua sleeps herself.

When the first ray of life force entered Jiangli's body, her spiritual energy was triggered.

The level seven pass slowly melted.

The obscure meridians gradually cleared up.

The psychic energy surged up spontaneously, so Jiang Li had to maintain it wholeheartedly, so as not to let the powerful psychic energy explode in his body, thereby cleaning up everything around him, and failing to break through.

But even in this state, Jiangli can still hear the voices of the outside world.

Therefore, she did not miss Hua Mian's last words:

"In the end, I'm still the coward I was back then."

"If I had been more courageous back then, would everything be different now?"

"It's a bit... regrettable..."

So far, Huamian has no more sound.

The cold touch on the wrist also slowly loosens and slides down.

It seems to be floating into sand.

The rain slowly infiltrated the touch between the skin before, and the cold rain paved the surface, so the warmth dissipated, leaving only the biting cold.

After a long time, Jiang Li slowly opened his eyes.

The rain curtain paused briefly, as if applauding the birth of a new Cloud City overlord.

The seventh-level psychic energy leaked out quietly, and the heavy and terrifying pressure silenced everything around, and the surrounding ornamental plants shook, as if they were trembling.

The tide surged in the blue eyes like ocean waves, and finally returned to calm.

Spirit energy stabilized.

Jiang Li was in no hurry to check.

The joy of breaking through to the seventh level of psychic power is completely incomparable with the doubts in her heart now.