Chapter 1180 Ding-ling-ling
"Saving me... is it really the best choice now...?"
Wen Qiaoyun tried to calm her last breath, and said with trembling lips: "In terms of strength... in terms of "echo"... in terms of the role at the last moment... is this the choice you would make?"
When Chu Tianqiu heard Wen Qiaoyun's question, his confused brain became even more blocked for a moment.
What is the reason for resurrecting Wen Qiaoyun...?
At this time, the only "Endless Life" left in his hand is likely to play an important role at a critical moment, and resurrecting Wen Qiaoyun here at this time will only help to dispel the sadness in his heart.
What's more... Wen Qiaoyun will even lose the memory of today after a long separation.
A strong sense of contradiction began to swirl in Chu Tianqiu's mind, stopping his thoughts many times in just a few seconds.
"It's okay..." Wen Qiaoyun reached out and touched Chu Tianqiu's face, "Tianqiu, it's okay. I'm not afraid of parting with you..."
Chu Tianqiu naturally knew where Wen Qiaoyun's feelings came from, after all, this was not the first time they had parted.
Those past separations did not completely disappear, but just floated in the air, turning into an energy that could not be captured or seen.
It was affecting the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of everyone in the "Land of the End".
When Wen Qiaoyun completely stopped moving, Chu Tianqiu was still holding the only remaining "Endless Life" and could not react.
Even if he really wanted to activate this ability, he could only wait for Wen Qiaoyun to die completely, and then summon a completely new person who had nothing to do with her, had no memory, and was completely unrelated to her.
There was no way to solve the pain in her body, and her fear of death could not be dissipated.
Why had I never realized this problem before...
"Endless Life" was never a salvation, but a curse.
Its existence could not help people get rid of pain, but could only face pain.
What cannot be done cannot be done in all lifetimes, and a prison that cannot be escaped will also trap people for generations.
"Brother Chu..." Jin Yuanxun walked to Chu Tianqiu, his expression hesitant.
"I don't know what to do..." Chu Tianqiu said hoarsely, "I feel very helpless now..."
At this time, a harsh voice sounded behind Chu Tianqiu's ear, whispering: "If you continue to be helpless, you will have few people left."
Chu Tianqiu slowly turned his head, and the mole was still looking at him with a smile.
"There are less than ten minutes left, who are you going to take on the bus last?" The mole said, "Tickets are limited, leaders are on a first-come, first-served basis."
"Who should I take...on the bus?"
Chu Tianqiu turned his head blankly at this time, and found that everyone in "Tiantangkou" had begun to fall one after another, and only four people were still standing here.
Zhang Shan, who was covered in blood, Li Xiangling, who had a knife stuck in her shoulder, Xiao Yanjing, whose arm was twisted by the beating, and Jin Yuanxun, who was pale and immediately lost his mind.
In addition, all the remaining people had fallen in a pool of blood and could no longer stand up.
Although Chu Tianqiu released "Echoes" one after another and killed more than half of the more than 100 people in the encirclement, what made people despair was that the enemy's reinforcements were still coming in a steady stream, and their numbers increased instead of decreasing, and the encirclement was getting bigger and bigger at this time.
"The defeat was like a landslide, right?" asked the mole.
"The defeat was, I didn't." Chu Tianqiu replied.
"So what are you waiting for?"
"Waiting for "God's will." "Chu Tianqiu said seriously, "My will" has been given, only "God's will" is left, and it's not the last moment yet, who can know the result? "
"Maybe this riot is about to end." The mole whispered to himself, "Once the little "Good Man King" dies here, he is destined to take the blame for everyone's sins. Even "Qinglong" will attribute this riot to you, so that people's hearts can be stabilized as quickly as possible. "
"So you know me..."
"It's not that I've heard of you for a long time, but I've barely heard of you. "The mole said, "It's really interesting. Take a closer look at those who want your life. Have many of them eaten the canned food you exchanged for your life?"
"It's human nature." Chu Tianqiu said, "This is the most normal thing in my opinion. They just want to survive, so they will accept my canned food and protection, and they will kill me because they want to live."
"Betting on "God's will" and the lives of important people for these people..." The mole shook his head, "Isn't it sad?"
"It's the people who are sad, not me." Chu Tianqiu said, "I have a clear conscience."
In a dozen seconds, many "participants" began to slowly surround the five people with their weapons, and the mole also retreated tactfully.
"Dinglingling——"
A faint bell sound slowly appeared at this time, penetrating the noisy voices of the crowd and falling into everyone's ears.
Chu Tianqiu slowly raised his head and looked at the place where the bell sounded.
"Ding-ling-ling--"
It sounded like someone was holding a handbell and gently shaking it. The sound came from far away, as if someone was about to appear from the other end of the street.
"Brother Chu..." Jin Yuanxun asked softly, "What is that?"
Chu Tianqiu squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. He actually found a crowd of people, and a team that looked extremely large was approaching the crowd.
But soon Chu Tianqiu found that the situation was a bit outrageous, because the number of people in this team was too large.
Three hundred... No, at least five hundred people.
Which organization in the "Land of the End" today would have a team of this size?
"Ding-ling-ling——"
"I do it!"
Zhang Shan exclaimed, and pointed in the opposite direction. Several people looked in the direction of the sound and found that the bells also rang there, and there were also hundreds of people in a black mass.
There were at least thousands of people walking slowly towards this place in both directions, and their steps were uniform, like a strange army.
The heavy footsteps made Chu Tianqiu and others feel cold in their backs. No matter which side the people came from, they could directly stop all the riots with the huge difference in numbers.
But such a large number...how could they be "rebels"?
"Oh." Dishu frowned slowly, and cold sweat oozed from his hair, "There is actually this move...you really have used all your killer moves, Brother Yang."
The people walking slowly in both directions like a tsunami were all skinny, with no expression on their faces, just moving their feet forward woodenly.
An old man and a young woman led the crowd in two directions, ringing bells. Every time the bells rang, the "army" moved forward. The quiet and strange sense of oppression made everyone's backs cold.
"What a magnificent "God's will." The mole laughed.