The strongest spirit control system

And in another world.

It was autumn, and the breeze blew across the forest, and the trees were shaking.

The grass has withered, and the animals that usually run around are gone.

He looked up, with a dead grass root in his mouth, with his hands resting on the back of his head, looking at the sky, the sky covered by dark clouds, it was gray, as if the heavy rain was pouring down in an instant.

From the looks of it, it gives people an endless pressure, pressing on themselves, just like the current situation.

Outside the city, those killing gods in black armor are still there, surrounding this city, surrounding this city known as "the last city of mankind", they are attacking every moment Looking at the enchantment protecting the city, although the enchantment is the same as before, it has been more than ten years since then, although the enchantment is not damaged at all, the light flowing on the enchantment is still brilliant.

However, these killing gods are also increasing their troops all the time, and the people in the city, after more than ten years of quietness, have gotten used to this kind of life, thinking about the enchantment that tightly protects the city It will never disappear, and the killing gods will never be able to come here, and they can also enjoy a happy and happy life in this place forever.

But that enchantment was set up by the so-called gods.

And the so-called God has not appeared for more than ten years.

As for the enchantment outside, for some reason, he always felt that the energy of that enchantment was getting less and less, and the light on the enchantment seemed to be as bright as before, but it had become darker and darker, as if not long after , the enchantment protecting them is about to collapse.

He had a feeling, this feeling came out of his heart, and it was always circling in his heart.

He raised his eyes slightly, looked at the enchantment on the top, and laughed.

"It was you, did you tell me the fact that you are going to collapse?" The smile on his face turned into a wry smile, "What a pity! I'm just a mortal and I can't help you. And the only thing I can do is probably Wait for death!"

But then, he spit out the dead grass in his mouth, and spit it out to the sky, as if he was swearing to the sky and fate.

He refused to accept, how could a person like him accept it?
His name is Yan Ren, and unlike his brother, he completely believes in God.

He doesn't believe in God, nor does he believe in the sky, let alone the so-called fate, he only believes in himself, that is, for a person who has been wandering outside for more than ten years, let him believe in God, let him believe God, it's impossible for him to believe in fate.

These ten years of wandering life taught him this, no matter at any time, don't believe in those ethereal things, if you want to believe, you must believe in yourself, only yourself, and you will not let yourself down.

He spit out the dry grass in his mouth. In Renxun City, spitting out the dry grass in his mouth represents hard work and struggle.

He didn't want to die like this, he didn't want to be killed by the so-called god-killers, and he didn't want the god-killers to break through the barrier and enter the city, because he knew that as long as those god-killers entered the city, then the In the city, no one can survive.

He doesn't want, he doesn't want these things to happen, of course it's not that he is too great, it's just that in this city, there is someone he loves, he doesn't want the person he loves to be hurt, he wants to be with the person he loves, holding hands , to live, to see the morning sunrise, to see?Yang, to taste all the delicacies in the world, and swim in every place in the world.

He didn't want her to be hurt, so he spit out the withered grass in his mouth, then stood up, clenched his fists tightly with both hands.

Then he raised his fist, swiped and hit the sky.

He shouted loudly: "No, no, no, I will never allow this to happen, never, never!"

He yelled loudly, the earth seemed to vibrate slightly, and the wind blowing the fallen leaves in the air also became violent, as if they were infected by him.

It's just that there was a sudden burst of flower fragrance from all around, and then the sound of light footsteps came from behind.

"Okay! Okay! Got it! Got it! I know you don't want this to happen, and I know you won't let it happen. I know it all. Don't shout, okay? You shout every day, and you still Shouting so many times, my ears were deafened! You deafened me, you pay me!" A female voice came from behind him, soft and fierce.

"Hmph!" Then she snorted a few more times, and then said, "Smelly!"

Yan Ren, who was originally very imposing at the beginning, suddenly relaxed, as if a balloon full of air had leaked.

He had a big smile on his face.

He turned around, reached out his hand, and immediately hugged Qian Yingyue in front of him, then he gently touched her back and said, "Blame me, blame me, blame me, don't be angry, don't be angry , it doesn’t look good when you’re angry!”

"Humph!" Qian Yingyue hummed a few more words, but she didn't push Yan Ren away, but let him hold her.

Yan Ren hugged Qian Yingyue even tighter, and suddenly said: "I'm really afraid, I'm really afraid of losing you!"

Qian Yingyue didn't speak. Whenever Yan Ren said something like this, she would be silent for a while. It wasn't that she didn't want to say it, or that she didn't know what to say, but she knew that sometimes no matter how much she said, it was not as good as one A tight hug comes even better.

She walked a little forward, hugging Yan Ren even harder.

Then she said: "I won't, I won't leave you, don't worry, even if I die, I will die with you."

"No, we won't die, absolutely not!" Yan Ren said, "Absolutely not!"

He was a little excited.

"Well, no, no!" Qian Yingyue smiled, stretched out her hand, and gently patted Yan Ren's back, she was comforting Yan Ren.

"Well, no, no!" She said with a smile, her voice was very soft and gentle.

"En! No way!" Yan Ren was not as excited as before.

"Okay, okay, let me go, you are already old this year, and you are no longer a child!" Qian Yingyue said.

"Cut, I won't let you go, and I'm older than you, so I just want to hug you and hold you tightly!" Yan Ren said.

"Okay! I also want to hold you forever, but I'm hungry! So what should I do?" Qian Yingyue said with a smile.

"Hungry!" Yan Ren said, "Eat when you're hungry! Stupid!"

"That's right! Eat when you're hungry! But if you hug me, how can I eat!" Qian Yingyue said.

"Okay!" Yan Ren was still reluctant to let go of Qian Yingyue, but after thinking about it, she was already hungry, so he couldn't starve her, so he let her go.

She just looked at him with a smile, then stood on tiptoe, touched his head, and said, "Good boy! I specially made something delicious today!"

"What's delicious?" Yan Ren's eyes lit up when he heard the delicious food.

"Guess!" Qian Yingyue said, "If you can't guess, you won't eat it!"

"I don't guess!" Yan Ren said, "I guess wrong every time, Qianying, you make different things every time."

"So I don't guess, I want to eat!" Yan Ren said.

"Really don't guess?" Qian Yingyue said, "This time, it's easy to guess!"

"Don't guess!" Yan Ren shook his head resolutely.

"Okay!" Qian Yingyue lowered her head in disappointment, as if very depressed.

"Okay, okay, okay, I guess!" Yan Ren saw Qian Yingyue like this, and said, "I guess, I guess it's chicken legs!"

Seeing that Yan Ren really had to guess, Qian Yingyue had a smile on her face again.

She shook her head and said, "No, guess again!"

"No?" Yan Ren lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said, "Could it be a snack from Renxuncheng?"

Qian Yingyue still shook her head and said, "No, guess again!"

The brighter the smile on her face, the more Yan Ren could not guess, and the happier she was.

Seeing her like this, Yan Ren also laughed.

She was happy, and of course he was too.

But what is this delicious food?

oops!Yan Ren lowered his head again, thinking.

It's just that at this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blows over the whole body, making Yan Ren and Qian Yingyue feel as if they have fallen into a thousand-year-old glacier.

"Who is it?" Yan Ren pulled Qian Yingyue with one hand, guarding behind him, and then looked around, closely.

No one answered, it was because the cold wind was still blowing around them.

Yan Ren actually felt a little hot in his head.

After all, he has been wandering for more than ten years, and his physique is not very good.

But he still looked around closely, not letting go of anything wrong.

He stretched out his hand, tightly protecting Qian Yingyue.

Qianyingyue was also looking around, she was born in the Qianying family, one of the three major families in Renxun City, and she is the only heir of the Qianying family. She is a good person, and she also has an amulet on her body to block the invasion of the cold wind.

She wanted to go forward, but she looked at Yan Ren again, at the man who was protecting her tightly, thought for a while, and then retreated back to the original place.

Since he was there, he just stayed behind him.

She believed in him and believed that he could protect herself.

She stepped back, looked at him, looked at his tense side face, and laughed.

She said softly: "It's good to have you, Yan Ren!"

Yan Ren seemed to have heard Qian Yingyue's words, so he looked back, originally his face was full of tension, but when he turned his head to look at Qian Yingyue, the tension disappeared instantly, and a smile overflowed.

He looked at Qian Yingyue with a smile, and said, "You just said...?"

He didn't finish his sentence, because something stabbed from behind, from behind Qian Yingyue, it was a black sword with layers of white waves engraved on it, as if it was rolling, as if it was rushing towards them Come average.

That is the symbol of Qianlang's family.

At this time, he was not as nervous as before. Now that he knew who the enemy was, there was nothing to be nervous about.

He stretched out his hand and pushed Qian Yingyue away.

And the one who greeted him was the black sword and the layers of white waves that rushed towards him.

It seemed that death was about to come, but he felt that he would not die, no.