Chapter 878.4

Does the world need you to stand up and face something?

Maybe if you don't step into the world, you will make it more peaceful. In the sense of floating up in the

bubble, the first thing I remembered was the queen whom I met one hundred years ago. It was only for a short time that her words had a great influence on herself.

Yeah... Actually... It doesn't have to be me to come out...

the plan that swept across Europe... Even without me... Sharon... And the rest of the land, there must have been a solution... Just like that night in the capital city...

as for the result, it could be better... Or worse...

but anyway, as the queen said,

this It's fate. We don't know.

Imagine a crisis situation, you may have a lot of struggle in your mind, weighing the pros and cons of hesitation, but when it comes to that moment, it is only simple things that determine your actions.

"At any time, all you need to do is to carry out your own will, from what you want to achieve."

Thinking about the light and shadow that I told myself at that time, I once again felt the wisdom of the queen and her greatness as gentle as light.

If I was born in Europe... If I first met Valentine, I would also like to be her follower...

imagine another fate path of becoming a zero rider, and slowly feel the light Line, fangran's eyes move slowly and dimly open his eyes,

and then I hear the weak words ringing around me, which is still like the sound of a clear spring, with a gentle sunshine.

"OK, have you ordered..."

you have carried out all your will. Falling down for a few seconds is like experiencing a long dream. When you think of someone catching you when you fall down,

only then can you find yourself leaning on a tilted ground, and osfeya's soft golden hair figure is sitting beside him.

"Well..."

the dry throat makes a hoarse weak sound, and the body is too heavy to feel the pain. But looking at the figure around, he still tries to smile:

"can... Talk..."

the sun is clear and the sky is blue. Now the time in the scene is sunset before nightfall, and you can feel the thin breeze brushing through the skin,

the scene is full of sunshine The rest time when everything is finally over only makes people feel comfortable and relaxed without any burden.

"Kerim... Fainted... His white wings were damaged, I couldn't bring him up with me..."

Yajing's voice was soft because of his injury. Before he could wait to ask for the exit, he whispered to him, looking at the young man leaning on his side, looking at his black hair face,

"those people who have organized... Have retreated, A-class gentlemen There are other people who are busy killing the number monsters in the scene. Someone should come to us soon...

Osmia's blue eyes are a little distracted, and his words are soft in the breeze at the moment.

"You've done it... Only then."

And hear her tell his own words, leaning on the ground behind him, just looking at the clear and distant sky, weak and dumb sounded reassurance.

"Is it..."

the cross street of the city of London, the Tiankeng on the ground between the high-rise buildings, the Randall building and the mechanical dragon, who used to fight against each other for the stage and battlefield here,

at the moment, they get along with each other safely on the edge of the ground and usher in the end of the battle again at the beginning.

"Back, how's the injury..."

The breeze at sunset is extremely comfortable, and after the crisis, she remembers the attack she helped herself ward off when she fell in the well just now, and then she slightly turns her eyes to see the beautiful figures around her.

"Thanks to tour and white wing... There was no fatal trauma, but... The magic energy slightly shocked the heart and lung... It may take some time to recover..."

tilted his body back to the side, stretched out his hand and slowly picked up his long hair, which was scorched by the magic energy, and his clothes were damaged, revealing the bloody scars on the side of osfiya's thin and white back.

"That's good..."

before, it should have been like the tense heartbeat at the end of level C war, but now it's just a smile from the bottom of my heart, and then I hear the concern from the other party:

"what about you?"

After perceiving his body as heavy as water, he has no strength except to keep sober and talk,

remembering the serious injury that had just recovered from the return of the North Pole before the beginning of the national war, and the words of exhortation that we should never make nonsense again,

intermittent weak words, we looked at the warm and sunny sky with a dumb smile 。

"Probably... Will be trained for a long time..."In the simulation scene of the end of the crisis, there is no more vision in London, only the occasional sound of two queer seas being extinguished from the far-off urban area.

"After this... What are you going to do..."

It's like asking my colleagues after work. Fang ran slowly breathed and asked.

"The betrayal of Colossos... This association plan has a great impact on Wang Ting... After the event gradually exposed... The official prestige of all countries will be damaged... The night war world in Europe... Will be more unstable..."

"I should follow my ancestors... Go to various places to calm down the unrest... But first of all, I have to go back to Rome first..."

although it has not yet been possible, this kind of beyond the limit has been achieved But the injury is not light, osfiya's words are also slow and intermittent, looking at his side face and saying a series of follow-up needs to be dealt with after the end.

"Today, we have pulled out too many underground forces. We need to stabilize and rectify the social situation as soon as possible..."

after hearing this, I remembered that I had solved one after another evil forces in the ancient city of Rome during the day, and the events that were too close to each other were almost forgotten. We just beat back tens of thousands of meters of darkness, which made the memory of these "little things" appear It's not true. I always feel that I have passed some stages unconsciously,

"ah... It's really... I used to think clearly that if I can go to Rome... I must go to see the Parthenon... The temple..."

in my mind, I remember the foreign scenic spots I saw in the illustrations on the book pages when I was a child, and let Fang ran whisper in the dim trance.

If you can travel to Europe again, I hope it will be like the French B & B that night before,

the form that only needs to eat, drink and play in the sun every day...

"if the Parthenon temple... It's in Athens... You can't see it when you come to Rome..."

when you hear the soft words of osphia, your eyes are slightly stunned and dumb There was a laugh.

"So..."

"osfiya... You've been there...

" you've been there many times during the mission... The Aegean Sea is beautiful... "

" is it... "

looking at his pale side face with black hair, his eyes dim and weak drooping, witnessed all his changes and efforts along the way, from the flight that escaped from England to Just looking at the bottom of the well where he gritted his teeth and stood up,

once again, he realized that he was just unwilling to be a figure, and his mood began to change from complexity.

On the wreckage of the streets of the city of London, osfia's blue eyes are quiet, and Fang Ran's sudden soft voice opens. Her mouth's very shallow arc is fixed in the tiny movement of her hair tip.

"When you come back to Europe next time, how about I take you to see it?"

Leaning against the rock wall, the breeze shakes her hair and looks at the eyes against the background of the huge city. At the moment of seeing her smile, the eyes are slightly enlarged, and then she smiles and nods weakly:

"mmm... Ok..."

at the moment when the agreement is reached, a golden scurf floats in the vision,

between a slight trance, he realizes that the one is coming out of the icebreaker deck The current card wakes up again, and the other half of the pattern appears on the card.

[the double (the

[symbol: the emergence of the best partner]

[introduction: the magic of turning people or things into two]

the power of feeling the card becomes complete, and recalling all the extraordinary experiences on this journey, such as vagrancy, manor, racing, extreme detachment, cult group, dance sneaking in, jumping off the tower, rushing out of Paris...

compact, substantial and dazzling The dazzling memory makes fangran look up at the sky of London scene.

"NAH... Osfiya... Is this experience the life of the participants..."

"did you... Feel regret..."

"No...

close your eyes slowly, and in the colorful and grand memories, the faces of people in the cottage appear. His words fall into a deep sleep again, in a low voice, which is inconceivable.

"I just miss my daily life a little bit...

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" just...? "

I don't know why there is the feeling of hair drooping and itching on the face. I can feel the moist breath close at hand. When I exceed the limit, I hear a question about whether I am asleep or not. When my consciousness is ambiguous, I just give out a vague murmur.

"HMM

"Well, it's ok..."

in the cross street of the Financial City, at the end of the scene, the figure with soft blonde hair leans over the young man with his eyes closed...

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