Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

Because he knows very well that he may not have a tomorrow.

It is meaningless to say love or not love at the moment, and he is not sure whether he really loves the other person.

Maybe it's just because of mental fatigue, and you want to find a spiritual comfort, or vent your ugly polarized emotions.

It is actually very difficult for people like him to find true happiness.

The only happiness I could relate to was a twisted, incomplete, and filled with the scent of death...

Lost the strange ability, lost the strange characteristics, lost the strange rationality...

What's left of him?

Is it his impulsive, emotional personality? His fragile physique? His abysmal martial arts and marksmanship?

If you pry open the devil's skull, what's left inside?

The reason why his soul is noble is, is it the human or the ghost who is noble?

Please use absolute rationality to suppress inappropriate emotions...

But without the latter, what am I? What can I do?

Li Mo needs an answer...

In the soul-crossing passage, a pretty figure slowly walked to Li Mo's side, like a clockwork puppet, step by step, with stiff steps and a single direction.

Her ice-blue hair was spread out, only reaching her waist, and it kept swaying with the swaying of her body.

It was a little girl who stretched out her hands and held Li Mo's cheeks.

She murmured softly, humming the simple lyrics in a jerky tone:

"Qiluo...Qiluo...Qiluo Star..."

"Twinkle... twinkle... how bright..."

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The ellipsis represents the passing of life, as pale and powerless as words.

The double superposition symbolizes the death of Li Mo and Shi Yu Qiluo.

But... not far away where the two people died in each other's arms, a beautiful figure was watching everything happen.

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"Are you awake? The operation was successful, you have..." The attending doctor's gentle words rang in my ears, although the content was not so gentle.

Li Mo sat up straight abruptly, covering his forehead with his hands. His eyes trembled uncontrollably as he tried to open them to see his surroundings clearly.

"Qiluo? No, where is this place..."

Li Mo barely managed to see himself lying in the operating room, and suddenly an immature idea popped up in his mind.

Everything he encountered was actually just a dream, a fantasy.

He traveled to the game of Honkai Impact 3rd, but these worlds were extremely strange. He racked his brains, scheming against all kinds of unknown and terrifying ghosts, and dealing with all kinds of strange and bizarre things and rituals...

Are they all fake?

"When you wake up suddenly, your eyes cannot accept the bright light yet. You can close your eyes temporarily and let them adapt slowly. Don't worry."

"The Qiluo you mentioned? Is her full name Shiyu Qiluo?" The attending doctor asked patiently, as if trying to relieve Li Mo's mental stress.

Hearing this name, Li Mo trembled and immediately looked at the doctor and asked, "How do you know where she is?"

"Of course I don't know her full name, but you were under general anesthesia before the surgery, and during the operation you kept saying, 'Look back at me,' 'Come home with me,' 'Stay by my side,' and then you said Shigure Kirara's name."

After saying this, the attending physician and other assistants in the operating room couldn't help but laugh.

In their opinion, a three-year-old child is so good at flirting, and who knows what kind of "Sea King" he will become in the future.

“…” Li Mo was a little disappointed that he couldn’t get any news about Shi Yu Qiluo.

Li Moji came to his senses and found that his body was very young, just like a child.

His body was covered in medical bandages. He must have been seriously injured before, so he had to undergo surgery under general anesthesia.

Li Mo quickly realized that the past was definitely not a dream, because a normal three-year-old child would never have such thoughts as he did. It is very likely that the soul-crossing channel ferried his soul to another world... or, another time point.

It is most likely the world where the haunted house exists.

With the previous experience as a lesson, Li Mo quickly understood the situation he was in. He did not get startled and immediately calmed down.

The attending doctor was a little surprised, but he didn't take the behavior of a three-year-old child seriously. He immediately said, "However, there is a girl in the operating room next door who has been injured almost as seriously as you. She is currently receiving emergency treatment."

As soon as the words fell, Li Mo, who had just calmed down, immediately raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice, "How is she?!"

"I'm not sure, but nothing should happen. Since you can wake up, let alone the patient next door who has less serious injuries than you."

"You know, when we found you, you had already lost more than half your blood. Your circulation was almost completely disrupted, and your organs were in serious trouble... Forget it, there's no point in telling you this. You're just a kid and you can't understand."

The attending physician smiled and felt that it was ridiculous for him to seriously explain professional knowledge to the child.

"Don't worry about her. Worry more about yourself. Although your life is saved, I'm afraid the rest of your life will not be easy."

"Because we missed the best golden rescue time, we are unable to restore your body to normal."

"Simply put, you're very fragile. Even if you're a man, you might not even be able to beat a ten-year-old girl as an adult. You're the type who has to gasp for air after walking a few steps, and needs help unscrewing a bottle cap."

The attending physician put away his smile and looked a little serious.

He looked at Li Mo, whose body was wrapped in bandages, and shook his head solemnly. Poor child.

It is hard to imagine how much injustice and bullying Li Mo experienced before his death.

Because he was too weak, his fragile body could not support any training with even a little intensity, nor did it allow him to overdraw his body.

To put it bluntly, there is a high possibility that he will achieve nothing in his life.

"It doesn't matter, anyway I still have..."

Li Mo's words stopped abruptly. He was stunned and stretched out his hands inexplicably.

The strange aura...disappeared?

The wound has no tendency to heal quickly, and even healing may take half a year or even longer, which is slower than that of ordinary people.

The left hand is not Guiya's left hand, it is just an ordinary human limb.

Li Mo pondered for a long time and slowly raised his head.

He remembered that he was in the Soul Crossing Channel, searching for the dead soul Shi Yu Qi Luo in a human body, but his injuries were too severe and he died from excessive blood loss.

The memory only stays there, knowing nothing about the memory of this world.

So he lost his strange power...

Regardless of your body, it's always a good idea to investigate the world's context.

Li Mo looked at the attending doctor calmly: "What happened before?"

The attending doctor looked at Li Mo in astonishment: "Why don't you ask if there is any way to help you? I thought you would not be able to hold back your tears, and I have prepared tissues for you."

Li Mo: “…”

"Then I have time to cry now."

The attending physician said: "Haha, you are such an interesting kid. Okay, okay, let's get back to the topic."

"There are many children who have experienced the same thing as you, in different operating rooms of this private hospital. Your situation is not a natural disaster but a man-made disaster."

"War... no, fighting. You know about fighting, right?"

Li Mo nodded, and the attending physician sighed.

Sure enough, what was he thinking? How could a child living in a war-torn zone not know about war and fighting?

For these children, no one knows which will come first, tomorrow or death.

"You originally lived in an orphanage, but war swept through the place where you lived. Although your director moved quickly, the bombers arrived just as quickly. You were caught in the bombardment and buried in the frost and snow in the extremely cold ice and snow..."

"Thankfully, our leader, your savior: Kokolia. She led her soldiers in searching for you in the snow, following the blood trail. They brought back those who were alive to be rescued, and buried the dead peacefully."

"Be grateful, kid. Although Captain Cocolia has a bad reputation, he is sincere to you kids."

The attending physician tidied his clothes and asked someone to take Li Mo, who was no longer in danger, out of the operating room.

"Well, I'll find a way to repay the favor."

Li Mo made the promise very seriously.

"Hahaha... Fine, fine, we'll wait for that day. But don't get your hopes up too much. Your benefactor, Cocolia, is currently at a level you'll never reach in your lifetime. If you were healthy, you might still have a chance, but unfortunately... Sigh, you should think more about your future. She didn't save you because she doesn't expect you to repay her."

The attending physician smiled as he spoke, but the smile quickly disappeared, and he became helpless and anxious.

Chapter 41 Ordinary People

On the third floor of the haunted house, the freed Pado follows Hua's tampered cognition and memory and regards Guiqi's soul as the target of attack.

"Khorne" has a strong suppressive effect on those who are weaker than itself.

This ability is of no use against Guiqi, whose pollution level is far greater than hers.

But with Li Mo's reminder, Pado locked onto Guiqi's soul.

Under the judgment of the rules, Paduo unexpectedly discovered that Guiqi's soul was extremely fragile. It was forcibly cut into two halves, but there were inextricable connections between them.

The soul is constantly torn and squeezed.

Guiqi covered his chest and felt a deep pain.

She walked towards Li Mo, murmuring:

"Amo... my heart hurts..."

However, what awaited her was only a cold and ruthless left hand piercing through her heart. In the empty hole, the netherworld fire burned and began to burn every part of her body.

Li Mo carried Gui Qi and walked towards the ninth room. He opened the door, threw Gui Qi suppressed by the Nether Fire in, and then closed the door.

He then walked back to the stairs without looking back. Many evil spirits surrounded him, but they showed no signs of attacking him. Instead, they obeyed his orders.

"Is it resolved like this?" Padu was puzzled. Li Mo didn't say a word during the whole process, and didn't even blink.

"Mo..." Hua followed, but was interrupted by Li Mo as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Watch the ninth room carefully and don't let her out. As for the rest, I'm enough on my own."

"But the black fog has spread to several nearby countries. If we all stay here, many people will die." Hua raised a very realistic question.

"The ninth room is indeed not so easy to break into..."

"We can now let Alicia deal with the spreading ghosts and minimize casualties."

"There's no need. They're dead. They sacrificed their lives to exterminate the weird. Their deaths were worthy."

"???"

Hua stood there in a daze, his eyes full of confusion and doubt.

"If you want to die, please do so."

After saying that, Li Mo no longer paid attention to the crowd, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for time to pass, waiting for the soul-crossing channel to open again.

Li Mo's change of attitude made them who came to rescue him feel extremely confused. They had seen the extremely rational Li Mo before.

But one of the important considerations for Li Mo in dealing with the weirdness is the development trajectory of the world he is in.

Normally, Li Mo would do his best to ensure that the world returns to normal, and even if the weirdness begins to spread, he would try his best to curb sacrifice and death.

But at the moment, Li Mo didn't seem to care how many people would die. As long as the strange source could be dealt with, nothing else seemed to matter.

"Really... Xiao Xiaomo, you only say half the words. You won't be liked by girls..."

The brilliant and colorful luster turned into a bow and arrow, condensing on the bow and arrow with blooming flowers.

But this time, Alicia frowned and aimed the crosshairs of the bow at Li Mo.

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What is tragedy? Tragedy is the destruction of beautiful things for people to see.