[An Lei] Die in Love

A reason to stay in one place.

No one has ever made him stop, even Camille, who had followed him for so long, was still far behind him, and An Mixiu naturally couldn't be his excuse for staying.

The icy lake water hit his face directly, which immediately woke up the sleepy Leishi. He watched the ripples in front of him circle and circle to the depths of the lake, and the emotions in his eyes continued. It was flickering, and he couldn't tell what it was until the sun finally rose completely, and when the golden morning sun reflected on the calm lake with a large red morning glow, he finally raised the corners of his mouth and sneered, then turned and left.

let it go.He smiled and hummed an unknown tune that was rarely in a good mood.

He doesn't want to care about that much.

At this time, An Mixiu's complexion was not very good, even a little pale - you must know that both fallen angels and angels rarely get sick, but his current complexion looks like an extremely intractable disease. Even a serious illness that could kill you at any time.

No wonder it was so, the plan they came up with was too terrifying, not to mention that the target was Lei Shi, so An Mixiu couldn't help but feel relieved.

They are discussing, let a person lead Lei Shi into an encirclement, and then let the long-distance magicians cast countless indiscriminate attack magic, so that the person and Lei Shi will die together.

They discussed this plan over and over again, and they all seemed to think it was foolproof—after all, even if Leishi was not dead, they could safely and quickly evacuate from outside the encirclement.

But they still haven't solved the most critical problem - the point of this matter is who is going to bring Leishi into this encirclement.

An Mixiu sat on the outermost edge, watching the crowd in front of him clamoring, but his mind wandered to Lei Shi who didn't know where he was.

He didn't want Lei Shi to know about it, and he didn't want Lei Shi to get hurt.

Although his wounds always heal quickly and leave no traces, he is still reluctant.

So he finally sighed and said, "I'll go." The air was suddenly quiet, and they turned their gazes to him, for a moment, they didn't know whether they should be surprised that they had forgotten the existence of such a person or surprised by An Mixiu's behavior at this time. speak out.

Kelly frowned and wanted to interrupt him, An Lijie sighed and closed her eyes, Gray tightened her hand holding the knife, and then sighed silently, Jin looked at his sister standing with Daniel and then at An Mi Xiu couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes, but Daniel and Qiu just sighed in the end.

An Mixiu spoke again in this silent environment: "Since no one wants to go, then I'll go."

The expressions of the crowd were very complicated, some breathed a sigh of relief, some frowned, looked down at him from time to time with guilt for some reason, some gloated, looked sympathetically, and had tears in their eyes.

In the end, I don't know who sighed softly, and said: "Then I will trouble you."

So An Mixiu nodded, and rarely left without a smile on his face, he heard the crisp sound of something breaking in a trance.

"How could they do this!" Somehow there was no light in the small room, and the young man said angrily with a lot of resentment: "Brother An usually helps them a lot!"

"Jin, not everyone remembers An Mixiu that well—I really don't want him to go, but has his decision ever been changed because of other people's opinions?" The woman's clear and beautiful voice carried A little tired, but still very gentle.

"Can't this matter be avoided?" Another female voice sounds very pleasant, but even if you can't see the girl's face clearly, you can guess that the girl must be frowning: "There is really no other way." Yet?"

"I don't know." The girl's voice was ethereal and confused, mixed with a bit of bewilderment: "This time, I really don't know."

"...how could it be?" The somewhat irritable female voice raised an octave: "how could it be?!"

"But that's it." The girl sighed, seeming a little confused: "I really don't know anything anymore."

An Lijie has always been a saint, an existence like the spokesperson of the gods, that is to say, she can 'communicate' with the gods to get the news she wants. From this point of view, even ordinary divination is more than ordinary. Witches and wizards are dozens of times more accurate.

But this time, the god refused her 'communication'.

"...I can only take one step at a time." The second male voice in the room seemed rather troubled, but in the end it was all he could say.

The room fell silent, no one knew there was such a discussion today.

After An Mixiu packed his things, he set off after learning the specific address of the encirclement—although he didn't need to bring anything at all.

He was really not in a good mood to go to Lei Shi this time, and there was no superfluous expression on his face along the way—well, it feels like, for him, it is very good that he did not frown and go on the road at this time.

Although it wasn't much better - I don't know if it was because of what he was going to do when he went out this time, but also because of the direction pointed on the map.

It was a place he was all too familiar with.

I don't know that it is the place where he first met Lei Shi, and it is also their home.

But what he wants to do now is to let them destroy it - An Mixiu believes that their small house must now have no wreckage.

He didn't doubt the mobility of these guys at all.

It's a pity for Lei Shi, what if there is no place to go back in the future.

TBC.

Chapter 33

Lei Shi wrinkled his nose and sneezed earth-shatteringly, rubbed his nose and looked at the sky with some doubts—the sun was shining brightly, although it was early winter, it was not too cold for him.

But he sneezed.

So he rarely frowned in doubt and muttered to himself: "Have you caught a cold?"

"I'm afraid someone is thinking about you." The person next to him bent his eyes, narrowed his slender eyes slightly, and smiled narrowly.

"I'm afraid that's not a good thing." Lei Shi stretched his waist, and his voice was lazy: "After all, at this time, there are too many people who want to kill me. The past two days are not colds, but sneezing is abnormal. Take a closer look...huh."

"It looks like it's not peaceful." The young man shook his head and sighed - if the smile on the corner of his mouth hadn't betrayed him, Lei Shi might still believe him a little.

Unfortunately, Lei Shi didn't believe it at all.

He glanced at the young man beside him with great interest—this guy was the one who didn't show any fear after recognizing him three days ago, and even stuck to his side.

"I said what are you plotting?" Lei Shi smiled, but the smile never reached his eyes: "What do you think I, a person who is fleeing, can plot?" He looked around and still had no fear The young man added: "Maybe I will die if I am not careful at some point."

"Don't worry about it." He really didn't care at all—he had accepted the task of getting Lei Shi and An Mixiu to meet, but he didn't expect to go back alive.

Lei Shi didn't bother to ask any more questions—it was futile anyway, so it was better to enjoy the fun of the journey.

Some things are too anxious to unravel but it is not interesting.

They did meet at last.

As soon as Lei Shi smiled, he saw An Mixiu on the other side with a cold face. With a flick of his wrist, Ning Jing brushed against Lei Shi's face.

Lei Shi didn't want to laugh anymore, his eyebrows raised and his eyes turned cold: "Where did you get Ningjing from?!"

The young man who was following Lei Shi saw that the situation quickly disappeared - he couldn't stay any longer, the two of them were natural enemies, and the cold air that overflowed after the collision was like a millennium glacier.

However, he subconsciously ignored Lei Shi's blurted words, and he also forgot to complain about An Mixiu Mingming's use of Ningjing Liuyan all the time.

An Mixiu didn't answer, and before Lei Shi could react, he quickly turned around and Liu Yan passed by. The scorching breath passed three centimeters in front of Lei Shi. The two swords in Mixiu's hand paused every word: "You, how, what, got, come, did it?"

What an influence you had on him.He complained in his heart, silently eating his own jealousy - he still has you in his eyes.

He spoke with a calm expression and a rare cold tone: "My own."

"Heh." Lei Shi flipped his hand to hold Thor's hammer, and he didn't have the usual intention to let it go, "An Mixiu, are you playing me like a monkey?"

Lei Shi is very smart, so smart that he can deduce most of it from the four words of An Mixiu - it is nothing more than An Mixiu and him, originally one person.

So An Mixiu's expression when he said he likes him is not unexpected.

"An Mixiu," his voice suddenly softened. If it weren't for the thunder still surging in his eyes, others would have thought we were whispering to his lover, "How many years have you been..." He gritted his teeth again, and pressed The veins in the hand holding Thor's Hammer burst out: "Have you been enjoying yourself these few years?"

I didn't play.He thought this way, but he never explained, and even the sword in his hand became more ruthless.

He actually had a lot of things he wanted to clarify with Lei Shi—for example, although he and An Mixiu were the same person, they didn't deliberately not tell him.

For example, although he and An Mixiu are the same person, it is not for this reason that he likes Lei Shi.

For example, although he and An Mixiu are one person, it does not mean that he is completely An Mixiu, but because he has to be