Chapter 214:
Ming Yuechen in armor grabbed Xu Nancheng's neck who was approaching him. The speed was too fast, and without any warning in advance, Xu Nancheng didn't react at all.
But in an instant, Xu Nancheng's face was flushed, even faintly purple. He raised his hands and wanted to pull out the saber around his waist, but before he could do it, Ming Yuechen pushed him He retreated quickly, but within a second or two, he was heavily loaded on the base of a decorative statue, and then Ming Yuechen's wind blowing snow came out of its sheath, directly pressing on his two arms, making him unable to move at all.
All this is changing so fast.
Obviously just now there was still a kind of great unity, and a group of people celebrated the triumphant return with high spirits. Everyone was excited for the dead who were completely wiped out by human beings this time. happy.
But at this moment, when human beings seem to have reached the pinnacle of the world, everything changes.
Ming Yuechen made a move at this time. He is already at level eight. He is the strongest human being, even the strongest among all races. Level eight belongs to advanced players and is a height that ordinary people cannot surpass. He is enough to disdain everyone present.
Even Xu Nancheng, who was already level seven, couldn't even fight back under his suppression. This is a kind of strength called crushing.
Xu Nancheng's face was flushed red from suffocation, and he couldn't help trembling. The whole picture seemed to freeze all of a sudden, and everyone around him was frightened by this change. The surrounding crowd pulled out their weapons and rushed towards Ming Yuechen.
A distorted expression appeared on Xu Nancheng's face. The desire to survive made him struggle desperately, and finally took a breath. His neck was pinched, and even his voice became distorted and painful. He stared at Mingyue Chen: "If you don't want to die, let me go!"
Ming Yuechen didn't seem to hear him at all, and still looked at him with a cold and cruel expression. A few seconds later, Ming Yuechen, who was surrounded by groups, showed a strange smile. Xu Nancheng didn't even When he thought about the meaning of this smile, he heard the crisp sound of a sword hitting. He desperately turned his head to look at it, but he couldn't move his neck, so he could only twist his eyeballs from the corner of his eye.
But what he saw made Xu Nancheng tearful.
This is obviously his Royal City Guard, this is obviously Tiandu City under his single-handed control, but at some point, a strange army in black armor jumps out, they rush over like a black tide, Wherever they went, the army of Wangcheng had no power to parry at all, or they were originally the army of Wangcheng, and when the black tide came, they turned black directly.
But in the blink of an eye, it seems that the world has changed.
Just now he was pointing at Ming Yuechen's weapon and sword, but now he changed direction all of a sudden. At this moment, only An Zu and Zhou Zhou came out from the crowd, and behind them a few loyalists to Xu Nancheng were dragged out. Among them were Yu'er, Liao Shibo, and many others, some of whom Mo Ran knew and some of whom he didn't.
The two of them walked to Ming Yuechen's side, took Xu Nancheng from his hand and dragged him down.
The next moment, Ming Yuechen had already boarded the throne that once belonged to Xu Nancheng.
The scene behind is very chaotic, Mo Ran can only see Ming Yuechen sitting on the throne and getting old slowly, and sometimes he will step off the throne to see old people, such as Xu Nancheng.
Mo Ran has always been curious about Xu Nancheng's final outcome in Ming Yuechen's hands, but he never expected such an outcome—
The laboratory was abandoned, no, it should be said that the laboratory is still there, but all the experiments on the dead were abandoned, leaving only one experimental subject, that is Xu Nancheng.
Naturally, it is impossible for human beings to have self-healing ability. Fortunately, there were many essences extracted from the bodies of the dead left in the laboratory at that time. These things penetrated into the human body will not only improve the human strength, but also bring certain benefits. Self-healing ability.
Mo Ran didn't know how to torment Xu Nancheng, making him unable to counter-terrorism. He was constantly injected with the essence of the dead, and repeated the experiments that had been done on Mo Ran. Countless times, Xu Nancheng wailed, pleading Then Ming Yuechen killed him with a single knife.
But Ming Yuechen just stood in front of him with a quiet smile, and said without sadness or joy: "Where did you get here? on..."
Later, Ming Yuechen found Xu Ran and sent her the same
In front of Xu Nancheng's eyes, he treated Xu Ran a little bit in the same way. He did not allow Xu Ran to die, and even forcibly injected her with a large amount of essence to make her enter the state of radiance before dying, and this state has always remained .
He would even sit in front of them, quietly watching those tortures being put on the father and daughter again and again, Xu Nancheng screamed like crazy: "Ming Yuechen, you kill her! You kill her! Something is coming at me!"
To this, Ming Yuechen just smiled: "No matter what rush, I have a share, I am very fair."
There were not many such pictures left, she sat beside Ming Yuechen and watched quietly, sometimes she would turn her head to look at Ming Yuechen, seeing his neither sad nor happy eyes, looking at the scars that had been carved in the corners of his eyes. Deep traces, look at the white hair that has emerged from his temples.
Until one day, Xu Nancheng whispered to Ming Yuechen in despair: "Ming Yuechen, how clean do you think you are? You killed Mo Ran with your own hands, and you are the murderer."
At that moment, all the sounds stopped, even the sound of breathing in the air stopped, Mo Ran blinked her eyes, she looked at Ming Yuechen quietly.
After such a long time, Mo Ran finally saw the emotional fluctuations on that expressionless face for the first time. He just looked at Xu Nancheng like this, without getting angry or refuting, but he could feel a huge, strong Ming Yuechen was deeply enveloped in grief.
Suddenly he laughed, and then some cloudy tears rolled down his cheeks, and he said slowly: "Yes, you are right, I am the murderer."
Then he stood up and quietly looked at Xu Nancheng, who was drooping with two **** legs: "But, this has nothing to do with you, you..." He raised his finger and pointed to Xu Nancheng, and then pointed to another On the other side, Xu Ran was also inhuman, but he was holding a sigh of relief: "And you, no one can escape."
After finishing speaking, Ming Yuechen turned around and walked towards the outside. Xu Nancheng's screams and wailing were heard continuously behind him. Ming Yuechen walked very slowly, as if a wind had blown his temples. Mo Ran looked at him quietly, feeling that at this moment he suddenly aged, like an old man who was dying.
Since then, he has never been to the institute again.
But Ming Yuechen seems to have fallen into another extreme.
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Later, in order to store these things, he even built an extraordinarily gorgeous palace, and he wandered in this palace all day long, and the future of mankind didn't seem to be so important.
Not only that, but he doesn't seem to cherish his body very much. When he is sick, he will lie quietly, as if waiting to die. Unfortunately, at this time, he has reached nearly tenth level, and he will die if he wants to be consumed by ordinary diseases. It's not very possible, after many years, he still lived quietly and for a long time, tasting the long loneliness alone, as if it was a punishment from heaven.
Until one day, a person came to find Ming Yuechen, she put down her hood, showing her old face, she couldn't see how beautiful she was back then, she said: "O king of mankind, I need you!" s help."
Ming Yuechen looked at Gu Luen quietly, stroking the treasure about elves that she offered, but he was not polite at all: "Why should I help you?"
"I want to use the forbidden spell to take revenge on the elves." Gruen took a sip of water quietly: "The ordinary elves killed all the high-level elves, and my brother..."
Ming Yuechen looked up and down carefully at the two elven treasures that Gu Luen sent up, and thought they were so beautiful, and Mo Ran would definitely like them. Like this, his mood seemed to be a little better, and he was even in the mood to talk to Gu Lu. Eun sits here wasting time: "What's in it for me?"
The older Gruen is completely different from the young Gruen in this life. Mo Ran wonders if her pride and arrogance have been smoothed out by the years of exile. In short, the Gruen she sees looks very peaceful. If If it weren't for the persistent words of hatred that could be found in her eyes, it would be difficult for Mo Ran to connect her with that beautiful but stubborn high priest.
"What good is it? This is helping me avenge, what good is it for you? If you really want to ask, I think you should be able to see God."
Ming Yuechen seemed to have heard a very interesting thing, and he laughed along with it: "God? Grun, when your brother was killed by an ordinary elf, when you had to leave your homeland, your **** helped Did you? You still believe in such a ridiculous existence."
Ming Yuechen's tone didn't seem to be sarcasm, it was like being helpless towards a person who is on the edge of a horn, and Gu Luen didn't take his words to heart, and even laughed, the smile came out from her wrinkles , it is hard to imagine how beautiful she was back then, she said: "I heard that you have been looking for traces of the dead for so many years."
"It's no secret either."
"Is it for the dead woman named Mo Ran?"
"Yes." It seems that only when Mo Ran is mentioned, the expression on Ming Yuechen's face will be gentle. He even raised the two high elves' scepters sent by Gruen to her Shaking: "Look at these two shiny things, she will definitely like them, right?"
Gu Luen looked at Ming Yuechen's simplicity when he mentioned Mo Ran, and an unbearable sadness appeared in her eyes, and she sighed a long time: "Are you going to deceive yourself like this?" Is it your own life?"
"Forever? I'm just waiting for when I'll die. I'll be clean after I die." Ming Yuechen smiled lowly, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to like this topic very much.
"Haven't you ever thought about seeing her again?" Gruen's voice was low and slow, like a cage set down on the snow to catch birds, luring the prey bit by bit.
Ming Yuechen's smile stopped suddenly, and he looked at Gu Luen with those deep and calm eyes, clearly knowing that the other party was putting down the bait, and the bait was not placed wisely at all, but He still couldn't help but ask, "How do you see?"
"Forbidden spell is a forbidden spell among elves. Many people think it's because of killing, because it has too much influence. Of course, it's all good, but do you know what the real reason is?" Gruen smiled with narrowed eyes It was extremely mysterious.
Ming Yuechen didn't speak, but his gaze signaled Gu Luen to continue.
"What god?"
"The **** of this world." Guluen lowered his voice: "It is said that he created the whole world."
"Then what?"
"I can see that you have a lot of regrets, maybe you can discuss it with God." Gu Luen said so, but from the perspective of God, Mo Ran felt that the current Gu Luen looked like God from any angle. It's a magic stick, and what she said was really like a joke. She even thought that if she was only deeply in the environment at that time, she would definitely not believe it.
However, Ming Yuechen just laughed without any hesitation: "Okay, I promise you."
Afterwards, Mo Ran saw the desert, the desert she had walked through, and the door above the desert, Ming Yuechen stood in front of the door, he took a deep breath, and directly Opened that door.
Mo Ran didn't know what was behind the door, and she couldn't see it, but she saw Ming Yuechen's back in front of the mist, and his voice came over clearly and firmly: "I want her to be resurrected."
"No, life and death cannot be surpassed." A long voice rang out from the mist.
"Then, I hope to give her a chance to start over, starting from the moment she most wishes to change." Ming Yuechen sighed and took a step back.
The voice in the mist paused and said again: "She will start with hatred, which will not benefit you, don't you regret it?"
"No."
"Then, as you wish."
Mo Ran stood in the distance, staring at all this with wide-eyed eyes. She couldn't believe what she saw at all. Could it be that this is how her rebirth came about? Before she could react, the picture in front of her disappeared, and everything around her became pitch black, as if a big drama had finally come to an end, and all the prosperity would eventually fall into nothingness...
At this moment, in such darkness, Mo Ran realized that he could not calm down at all.
She had felt that being able to be reborn countless times was a phenomenon that could not be explained in words. If she had to say it, she would probably have slipped through the net under the scythe of death, but who would have thought that, in fact it was not the case...
Sitting in the dark, Mo Ran found that there seemed to be a little light in her clenched palm. She opened her palm, and only saw the
"Ah, what kind of light is this... so tempting, so irresistible."
In the originally silent darkness, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded. Mo Ran, who had been alone in the dungeon for a long time, suddenly heard this voice, and felt all the hairs on his body stand on end.
The sound of sharp nails sliding across the glass pierced the eardrum and only made the teeth feel sore. Mo Ran jumped up from the ground almost at the same time as the sound sounded. She looked around, but there was darkness all around. , she simply couldn't find out where the voice came from through vision.
The situation looked very strange and dangerous, but Mo Ran was not in a hurry. The long-term battle left every muscle in her body with the memory of the battle. Even if Mo Ran's brain didn't make any instructions, they could still Automatically and spontaneously make the most appropriate response.
Standing in the dark, looking around quietly, listening carefully to the voice that just spoke, trying to find the direction of the other party, but after saying that sentence, the voice fell silent again, as if what just appeared was just Mo Ran's auditory hallucinations.
This is not acceptable, at least not for Mo Ran. Although he does not know what the opponent is, but based on his long-term combat experience, Mo Ran instinctively judges whether the opponent is an enemy or not a friend, otherwise he would not come It will only appear when the copy is about to end, or when it has already ended.
Mo Ran slowly drew out the double blades and held them tightly in her hands, while looking around vigilantly, and actively asked: "Who are you?"
"Why hide the light?" The other party quickly responded to Mo Ran, but obviously what it responded was not Mo Ran's question, but the hidden palm of Mo Ran's hand because he was holding the double blade tightly. The golden light of the pattern, and Mo Ran's approach made him seem very unhappy, while it sighed, it continued to make that special noise that made the teeth go limp.
"Who are you?" Mo Ran started to move slowly, she tried to judge the existence of the other party from the sound of the other party's voice, but this was a futile approach.
The voice of the other party does not seem to come from a fixed place.
When Mo Ran turned to the left, he would feel that the sound was coming from the right, but when he turned his head to the right, he would feel that the sound was coming from the left. Not only that, but also the distance The same is true, she feels that she is in a far away place, but she feels that she is by her side, but when she is searching around, she feels that the sound is very far away.
Mo Ran searched for a while in such a completely missing voice, but found that no matter how she searched and analyzed, she couldn't find the other party accurately, so she simply stood still and stopped searching.
Standing quietly for a while, Mo Ran continued to try to talk to the other party while thinking.
"Who am I? How could you not know who I am? Where is that golden light? Why do you hide that golden light?"
"Is it because I didn't recognize your voice? If we have met before, then I'm sorry, I forgot you, can you tell me who you are?" Mo Ran looked very polite, no matter what the other party said, She wanted to turn the topic somewhere, but she always insisted on her point of view, and she would never be taken away by the other party.
"Do you know where this is?" Mo Ran persistently induced the other party to speak. Finally, the hard work paid off, and the other party stopped being obsessed with the golden light and focused on her, or rather, it was For the time being, focus on the conversation with Mo Ran.
And at this moment, she reached into the package and took out an eye mask to cover her eyes directly.
Among the five senses of human beings, the most dependent sense is vision, followed by hearing, because vision is the most acute and accurate of all senses, but this does not mean that vision is useful at any time, as it is now, in the surrounding In the darkness, and in the darkness that even Mo Ran had excellent night vision ability, his keen vision would become a burden instead.
Because, the brain will subconsciously believe everything it sees, and ignore other feelings instead. It is better to block the vision directly and completely imitate a blind person.
After Mo Ran put on the blindfold, after a short period of getting used to it, her body seemed to accept this arrangement, accepting this status quo similar to that of a blind person. Obviously, Mo Ran found that after her body accepted this status quo , she didn't look like
For example, her hearing is obviously sharper than when she still had eyesight.
"Here is the truth." Mo Ran thought carefully about the other party's question, and finally answered cautiously.
The other party let out a low laugh, as if he was very satisfied with Mo Ran's answer: "That's right, this is indeed the truth, so don't you know who I am?"
"Who are you?"
"What is hidden from the truth?"
The author has something to say: At this point, I suddenly don’t want to write about fighting and killing...Let me think about it, whether it is a martial fight or a literary fight, or a big fight...
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