This is a win.
The victory was not only for Mo Ran, but for every dead person present. However, when the huge three-tailed scorpion king fell down, no one cheered.
Everyone seemed to be stunned, they saw the collapse of the building, they saw the splash of muddy water, and they saw the shaking everywhere, as if all this had nothing to do with them.
After a few seconds, there was a panicked voice in the dead silence: "Are we victorious?"
Afterwards, Mo Ran's clear and quiet voice clearly replied to him: "Yes, we have won, we have won the first kill of the Three-tailed Scorpion King."
The surroundings fell into dead silence again, but this time, the sparse cheers rang out again. Although there were not many cheers, it could be heard that every cheer was hoarse, exhausted, and exhausted. Eyes red with excitement.
Xue Changfeng seemed to feel the sound of cheers, but he couldn't find his way. He was stuck in his own confusion and couldn't extricate himself. He could only let the cheers surround him from far and near, but he couldn't touch it when he wanted to reach out. .
Mo Ran glanced at the dead around. They couldn't see their own appearance like mud monkeys. They were almost crazy with excitement. They hugged each other and cheered one by one. It seemed that this was not enough to comfort their hard work. and give.
Out of place?
No, it wasn't until this moment that Mo Ran felt that she was actually alive. She was not the solitary soul left from the previous life to this life. She was a living dead person. one person.
Her heart became hot, and even her limbs became hot. She raised her head, and at some point, the blue moonlight had come out from the thick clouds, and she glanced at her from a distance, as if she was hanging from a world away. pity.
Closing her eyes, Mo Ran quietly enjoyed the loneliness and joy that belonged to her for a few seconds. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes no longer had the softness and loneliness just now, but were full of With firmness and rigidity, she turned around and walked towards Xue Changfeng who was still lying on his back in the muddy water.
Mo Ran had seen Xue Changfeng in various forms, and had heard various legends about him. In her mind, he was a hero who died prematurely. However, she didn't realize until this time that Xue Changfeng was actually just like her, but is a growing
Crash, clatter.
There seemed to be the sound of water waves sliding in his ears. Xue Changfeng twisted his body with all his strength, and raised his hand towards the direction of the sound. He didn't want to sink here like this. Don't want to die here.
Survival is the last stubbornness he left for himself.
But at the next moment, he felt himself being lifted up abruptly.
Thick and foul-smelling muddy water choked in from his mouth and nose, making Xue Changfeng cough violently unbearably. He stretched out his hand to try to pull the solid that was stuck on his neck, but he couldn't pull it away no matter what, and finally he could only relax. Slowly opened his eyes.
In the gray turbidity, he saw a vague image.
It was a face covered in muddy water, the only thing that could be distinguished clearly was the pair of bright red eyes, and the eternal flame in the eyes.
At this moment, when Xue Changfeng was watching the flame, the flame was also watching him.
"Mo Ran..." A voice that was so weak that it was almost terminally ill escaped Xue Changfeng's lips. He was a little suspicious, why did he make such a weak voice? In fact, the voice was indeed made by him.
He knelt weakly in the muddy water, while Mo Ran squatted in front of him. Her back was as tall and straight as green pines and green bamboos. Her slender but extremely powerful right hand pinched Xue Changfeng's chin, making him have to look directly at him. .
"Xue Changfeng, are you going to die?" Her eyes drooped slightly, and cold and calm words flowed out from the corners of her mud-stained lips, which instantly turned into ice spikes. He stabbed at the most painful place of the man opposite.
"No..." Xue Changfeng subconsciously responded.
"Oh..." Mo Ran's voice rose high as if she didn't believe it, and the corners of her lips also curled up, drawing an arc of undisguised mockery: "That's really a pity .”
"Mo Ran, do you hate me?" Muddy water flowed into Xue Changfeng's eyes, and he raised his hand with difficulty to wipe his eyes, making his vision a little better. He stared at Mo Ran closely, very I also imagined Mo Ran smiling like that.
It's a pity that Mo Ran was very disdainful of this question, she didn't even snicker at him, but just looked at him like an idiot: "No."
"You are lying." Xue Changfeng was sure.
Mo Ran was always very quiet, with sincerity and calm in her eyes: "No."
"Why? I didn't listen to your advice..."
"Because you're not worth it." Mo Ran didn't listen to Xue Changfeng's long explanation, she didn't even bother to listen to the beginning, so she interrupted Xue Changfeng again very calmly.
Xue Changfeng froze there for a moment, and then his eyes widened little by little, getting bigger and bigger, and the corners of his mouth kept trembling, as if he heard some incomprehensible profound question: "I... am I not worth it? Why? Do you want to say that? I, I just... I just believe in Bai Wei, I just believe in my lover..."
Xue Changfeng's almost crazy roar was interrupted by an extremely loud slap at the highest point.
In the low-lying area where Xue Changfeng's roar was lost, there was a dead silence.
Mo Ran looked at Xue Changfeng who had been fanned into the muddy water by herself, and hummed mockingly. Then, she grabbed his hair and lifted him up again. She grabbed his hair and forced him to lift his head Come.
Stretching out her finger, Mo Ran pointed to the dead mud in the distance. There were corpses strewn about everywhere, and wounded wounded everywhere. She said quietly: "Look, these people, they are all people who rule the world. , should they lie here? Should they die here?"
All of Xue Changfeng's voices were stuffed into his chest. He stared wide-eyed and quietly looked at everything around him, unable to utter a word. It was obviously not the coldest time, but he felt that his life had fallen into a trap. The winter of the Ice Age.
"In front of these people, tell me again, this is your love, this is your lover, this is your belief, this is... Utopia?" There was no emotion in Mo Ran's voice, even her entire body People are so calm that they don't look like experiencers, but an emotionless narration teleprompter.
"I remember I told you that you are the president, you are not responsible for your Bai Wei, no
When Mo Ran said this, it seemed that she finally got a little angry. She grabbed Xue Changfeng's hair and threw him to the ground: "Now tell me, is this knowledge unexpected? Is it worth it to you?"
"What is worth in this world that needs to be paid for with life, bought with life?" Mo Ran only felt his teeth turn cold: "No, there is nothing!"
"I..." Xue Changfeng raised his head and looked at Mo Ran, desperate to the extreme. It wasn't until this moment that he really realized where he was wrong. The boundless remorse came from all directions like a wave, and it was over in an instant. He was swallowed so hard he couldn't even breathe.
"People who are not of my race will have a different heart. This is not what I said, it is what my ancestors said. You said you are a human, so don't you know this sentence? Remember when you are a human, why? You became a dead person Did you just forget? Or, you have always regarded yourself as a human being, but your lover has long regarded you as a monster!"
"No…"
"No?" Mo Ran looked up and laughed as if he had heard something funny: "Aren't I right? Even all outsiders already know this truth, and everyone is telling you this truth no matter what they express or hint." Now, you, as Bai Wei's closest person, are you going to tell me now that you don't know? Are you going to tell me that you just love her? Then you are too shallow and stupid!"
When Mo Ran let go of Xue Changfeng's hair, he fell into the muddy water all at once, limp on the spot as if his spine had been pulled out, his body trembled violently, and a silent sadness felt in his chest He grabbed the mud tightly with both hands and said in a low voice, "You kill me."
As if Mo Ran didn't hear his words at all, she got up and turned around to leave.
But at this time, Xue Changfeng didn't know where the strength came from, he stood up abruptly, grabbed Mo Ran, and screamed almost crazily: "You kill me!"
Mo Ran looked at him with extreme indifference, she just looked at Xue Changfeng quietly, and then easily pulled her hand out of Xue Changfeng's grip, her voice was pitiful and contemptuous: "Xue Changfeng, everyone here Everyone is qualified to say death, but you are not qualified to say."
"Whose do you think your life is now? Is it yours? No, your life belongs to every dead fellow."
"You don't even deserve to die."