Concave and Convex World: The Wind of Freedom

The sharp arrows were shot out, and those people cursed loudly and ran towards the little girl.

She was shot in the right shoulder with an arrow.

The pain made her scream. She stabilized her body and continued running despite the severe pain.

Her clothes were stained with blood, her face was covered with dust, and her rosy face was almost blackened by the dust.

There were tears in her eyes.

Chen Yun gritted his teeth and swallowed back his tears.

Father is dead.

...Mother, I was separated from her.

Her new friend Flanders was stabbed in the chest.

The little girl who had interacted with her in the past, her uncle, the big sister from the East District, all...

None were spared.

Their eyeballs were stabbed, and their blood and brains were shattered everywhere.

Their clothes were torn together, and their corpses were trampled and kicked around mercilessly.

Little girl running.

Will she die next?

……

While running, she suddenly heard the sound of a volley of bows and arrows in the distance.

That's the sound of death.

She raised her head in a daze.

The next second, a woman's voice shouted in her ears.

Her mother rushed over in a few steps, "Get down!!"

Before Shen Yun could react, Xiao Lan held him in his arms and quickly turned him around.

...What followed was a dense rain of arrows falling from the sky.

"Mother!!"

"do not speak!!"

The next moment, Xiao Lan was pierced by arrows one after another.

The arrow shot into her shoulder, shattering her ankles and fingers, and countless arrows fell down and pierced her heart.

The woman's hair was messy, and her delicate face had been slashed twice by someone unknown, making it hideous and terrifying. Blood flowed from her face and dripped onto Shen Yun's face.

The woman's pupils were dilated. She looked at the girl, her eyes filled with the girl's shock, helplessness, and panic.

Her lips and teeth moved slightly, and her voice was like a broken bellows, extremely hoarse.

"Live... go on..."

Shen Yun couldn't help crying anymore.

The earth was shaking, and a large number of troops came.

Curses mixed with cries for help.

She remained motionless and cried silently, hiding under the woman's body.

The body lying on top of the girl never got up.

I do not know how long it has been.

When the sound gradually subsided, Shen Yun moved tentatively. After a while, he got up from the pile of corpses.

She couldn't make a sound.

Everywhere you look, there are corpses.

The thick smell of blood filled the air and invaded her nasal cavity and nerves wantonly. Her brain was roaring, as if countless hell ghosts were tearing at her ears and shouting——

died! ! died! ! All dead! !

Corpses... corpses... corpses everywhere...

The girl stared blankly at the land.

This familiar homeland.

...At some point, the boy's mechanical voice sounded from behind her, "A living person."

"found it."

Chen Yun was still stunned as if he hadn't heard anything.

Just when the young man raised his head, a voice stopped him, "Back off."

Shen Yun slowly raised his head.

Aiya's originally white gloves were completely stained with blood.

He walked to Shen Yun holding a sword.

"Do you hate me?"

He asked softly.

Shen Yun's shoulders were shaking.

There were countless voices in her head encouraging her.

Kill him...just kill him! !

You can... take revenge for your dead father!

But after a long time, she didn't take action.

He just gritted his teeth and held back his tears and stayed where he was.

"It seems that you can still distinguish between what can be done and what can be done."

"Hate me? Answer me."

Shen Yun couldn't help but roared angrily, "I hate you...I hate you!!!"

"Then leave the Holy Sky Star with this hatred, leave here. Leave me."

Chen Yun suddenly froze, "You...you want to let me go?...I don't believe it!"

"It's your business to believe it or not."

Aya looked around.

The scientific researchers brought a large number of people to collect corpses everywhere, and the artificial people stayed aside quietly. They were as quiet as the air, as if the mutilated and unsightly corpses lying on the ground had nothing to do with them.

"In half an hour, a merchant ship will dock at Port No. 4." Aiya said to herself.

Shen Yun remained silent.

Aya knew she was thinking about her credibility.

He is her father-killing enemy.

It is one of the main culprits that caused this area to become what it is today.

Aya approached her and looked down at the girl.

There were tears on Chen Yun's face, and his rosy little face was stained with mud and blood.

She didn't cry.

She was trembling all over, almost knocking out her teeth and swallowing to endure her emotions.

Anger, sadness, all the bitterness, and endless hatred exploded in her heart.

But she still remembered that not long ago, her mother vomited blood and her scarred arms were like a pile of dead flesh. She hesitated and said to her in a voice that was on the verge of breaking:

live.

She wants to live.

"I will Survive."

"Let's go then."

"Why...why did you let me go?"

Faced with Shen Yun's doubts, Aiya replied calmly, "Because you are his daughter."

"Let's go, it will be too late if we don't leave."

Shen Yun ran away without looking back.

Because of Aiya's command, the group of defenders were transferred out by him.

Shen Yun came to the port and stuck her head out. The light from the lighthouse shone in, and her face shrouded in shadow gradually became clearer.

The girl's eyes were red, she gasped, and soon became alert and looked around.

The guards are sparse and there is an opportunity to take advantage.

"I will return……"

Come back and kill you.

……

"Let her go." The young android stood aside, without any emotion in his tone.

"I am your superior, you should know what tone to use when speaking to me."

"The superiors will blame."

"I'll crush it for you again."

These ordinary artificial humans do not yet have complete human consciousness, and their speech is intermittent.

Aiya acted very coldly. He knew that he had to do this, and he also knew that his heart was not as comfortable as he showed.

He understood that he wouldn't live long.