Only getting rich + episode

He Jieyou stepped forward, but she was blocked by some kind of barrier. She stared at Ji Mingran, but she didn't know that she had the same surprised expression on her face as Ji Mingran.

Cynthia's scales fell off, revealing smooth and fair skin, and thick hair like a waterfall spread on the ground, like countless vines with vitality.

This is what she looks like?He Jieyou praised.

"Please, save this place... Cynthia." Ji Mingran covered the wound, and held her hand again in embarrassment. The sharp hooks on the fingertips suddenly disappeared, leaving only the white fingers dripping with his own blood. belly.

Cynthia looked at her hands with surprise in her eyes. She looked at Ji Mingran, who was completely unrecognizable, in astonishment, panicked, and hurriedly shrank back into her faded dress, revealing only a pair of clear eyes.

She said repeatedly, "I... I didn't do it on purpose."

This is the original Cynthia, right?Why did Cynthia become like that? What kind of existence is an elf princess?He Jieyou couldn't help frowning.

Ji Mingran held down her wound with one hand to stop the bleeding, and crawled with difficulty on her right limb. She reached for Cynthia's hand with all her strength, and embraced Cynthia, who was gradually changing back into a human form, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I...I will protect you too."

The farmer in your dream has disappeared, and I will take his place and continue to protect you.

He Jieyou watched from a distance and caught Cynthia's small movements. She touched her palm to Ji Mingran's back, and the character card on Ji Mingran's body gave off a soft light for a short time, so weak that Ji Mingran himself could not find.

By dyeing her, Ji Ming is attacking Cynthia?

He Jieyou thought, maybe she didn't realize it herself.

Cynthia's chin was pressed against Ji Mingran's back, she murmured, "This is a fake world, not as beautiful as in my dream; the people here are also bad, not as obedient as in my dream."

As she spoke, she suddenly burst into tears, sobbing and yelling, as if decades of depression had been completely released, she growled, "These people are all devils! They are all dead, isn't it retribution? They are all dead Just drop it!"

Cynthia catches a glimpse of a distant memory.

She saw beautiful scenery from the moment she was born, but later she realized that her own people had been used to create these beautiful scenery from generation to generation.

Cynthia gritted her teeth and asked Ji Mingran with a smile, tearing at Ji Mingran's hair with both hands, "Do you understand? I wish they would die too." Ji Mingran bit her lower lip, she shook her head, hugging her even tighter Tighten up, "You said, I'm here."

Cynthia froze suddenly, and an inexplicable sadness welled up in her heart.

She was born as the "energy source" of the first district, and her body was riddled with holes. She was given medicine by the elders, and she fell into a deep sleep for 89 years. She fell asleep without moving, but the tube was inserted in her body, and the twitching liquid, She can feel it.

The elder said, "You are the source of the whole plant spirit, you are the son bestowed by God, you are born to receive such supreme glory."

Cynthia closed her eyes, she thought of herself in the dream, not tired, not in pain; the friends in the dream couldn't laugh or cry; they took care of themselves in every possible way, but she always felt cold in her heart.

Now, she is lying on Ji Mingran's body, her embrace is warm, and her dirty blood is also hot.

The footsteps were silent, and the spring curtain was not lifted, only her words remained in Cynthia's ears, "Will the farmer in your dream bleed? Will he hold you like this?"

Cynthia froze in place, she was stunned, and she didn't even notice the moisture in the corners of her eyes.

After a long time, Cynthia giggled, her voice was sweet, and her laughter was like a bell blown by the breeze, "You are really—the cutest farmer I've ever seen."

She has been enshrined as a "noble princess" for so many years, and she has only tasted some "love" in dreams, but now, as the end of the world is approaching, a dying person is willing to keep his last time for himself.

Cynthia looked at her newborn appearance, and suddenly discovered that it was never her ugly appearance and the imprisonment of her clan that caused her pain.She has lived and escaped for so many years, and she has never been so sober as she is now.

In her long life, it was the only time someone told her that this way of living was not real living.

Ji Mingran raised his head and quietly looked at Cynthia's detailed attributes within sight.But she didn't want to poke Cynthia's wound, she lowered her eyes like a puppet out of control.

She said firmly: "If you are immersed in a dream, if you don't talk about hatred, it will be gone? If the divine power disappears, elves will no longer become humans, and humans will return to reality, will the faults disappear? The world here collapses... Dila Can the mainland really return to its original state?"

Ji Mingran thought sarcastically, she was silent, and wanted to hear Cynthia's answer even more.

Ji Mingran's voice was extremely weak in the wind and sand, but He Jieyou felt it was very real. Thinking of the moment when she tore off her wings, she suddenly laughed.

In [Gira's Memories], for the first time, He Jieyou didn't think about the strategy skills. The pain and struggle of sister Geira when she "made a wish" and after "making a wish" were like two knives stuck in her heart. She held them, But reluctant to pull it out.

In the game, the moment Qira handed over the fur to He Jieyou, the choice of life or death had already begun.

But He Jieyou gave up the two options. She felt that the moment when Geira was showing her fur, she also threw her sadness and resentment to herself.