The highest standard for protecting the young master

"Clang—"

The broken jade sword collided with the ten-handed sword, and there was a sound of gold and iron clanging. Hongjin and the crow were both very fast, so fast that no one in this world could see their movements clearly except them.

They carved some shallow wounds on each other's body, but the larger wounds did not appear at all.

They delay each other and tempt each other.

The difference is that the crow has already used all its strength, but Hong Jin is slightly distracted.

Crow's Jade Breaking swordsmanship has been perfected, and the emerald green sword light seems to be alive.

Hong Jin looked at the gleam in the eyes of the human beings opposite, and her eyes lost focus for an instant. She fought with him for three whole worlds, but this time the light in his eyes was unusually different and firm.

There was no doubt that he wanted to kill her.

It wasn't some incomprehensible emotion, she wanted to kill him too, they hated each other in unison.

But just now, she suddenly discovered that she didn't just hate the warrior wielding the green sword in front of her.

There is another kind of slightly astringent acid in the resentful mood like a poisonous snake soaked in venom.

It was an emotion called jealousy, not deep, but it couldn't be ignored.

Yes, she was jealous of him!

Jealousy to the point of hatred, he couldn't suppress that vicious desire to destroy.

She and A Zhi, the human species in front of her and his deformed species, are so similar, yet so different.

The same situation, the same team of two human races, a warrior who is far stronger than others, and another person who is weak but loved deeply!

Her A Zhi was already dead, in a place far out of her reach, but the deformed one was still safely under the wings of the human species in front of him, alive and well.

Even this human species is strong enough to bring his deformed species into the Lost Black Tower, a world where she had to separate from her sister.

How enviable and jealous...

Hongjin suddenly wanted to know what the human race in front of her was thinking, so she opened her lips and asked in the strong wind:

"If you brought him into this world, are you really not afraid that he will die under the corruption of monsters?"

The crow swung the red brocade away vigorously, and jumped back. He was sweating profusely, but he didn't even wipe it off.

Hong Jin didn't catch up, and seemed to be asking a very common question. If it weren't for the murderous look in their eyes that couldn't be ignored, they would have seemed like friends who were exchanging ideas and chatting with each other.

She had even left the constantly destroyed teleportation array behind her mind, and only wanted to know the answer to one question.

Hong Jin's question was nonsensical, but Crow understood her words in an instant.

His young master's body couldn't withstand the black light corrosion of the monster, but the crow still brought him into this world.

Why?Is it just because of his confidence in his own strength?

Hong Jin wouldn't believe it, she loved her so much, she couldn't bear even the one in ten thousand possibility.

So Hongjin put Hongzhi in the primary world. She was afraid of her incompetence and indirectly killed her sister.

However, Hongzhi still died, in a way she couldn't accept, she was thinking all the time, was she wrong?She wanted to continue Ah Zhi's life, was she wrong?

Crow raised his lips and sneered. He understood Hong Jin's feelings, but it didn't mean he could forget what Hong Jin had done.

Hongjin seemed unable to see the vigilance of the crow, she asked earnestly and piously:

"why?"

The red brocade was suspended in mid-air, and the bloody robe was floating in the wind she manipulated. The madness faded from her face, and it seemed that in an instant, she calmed down unbelievably.

After calming down, she has a gorgeous complexion and a slim figure. She is a real beauty.

But the crow did not let down her vigilance because of Hong Jin's temporary calm. A lunatic, even if she behaved normally for a moment, could not change her essence.

Crow is not interested in chatting with Hong Jin, he just wants to chop off the woman in front of him, but judging from the several hours of fighting just now, he has to admit the fact that this crazy woman is very strong, and he can't do anything about it yet she.

Perhaps the outcome will not be decided until both sides are exhausted.

However, their time is running out. The time limit of the main task two is like a burning whip. Even if it is not whipped on the body, the scorching temperature can make people feel like they are sitting on pins and needles.

So the crow didn't pounce on it again, since Hongjin wanted to talk, then he did as she wished.

Hong Jin hovered in place, waiting patiently for the crow to speak and give her an answer.

She wanted to know that answer, even though her Azhi would never come back.

The crow spoke slowly, without Su Sheng's careful consideration, and insisted on his words. He didn't want to use words to cause harm to the woman in front of him, but stated a fact:

"I was able to bring him in because I knew he wouldn't die."

"How do you know he won't die? He is very weak, and he can't stop the corrosion of black light."

"Because he doesn't want to die."

"But Ah Zhi doesn't want to die either."

The crow's eyes flickered for a moment, as if thinking of something, he asked slowly:

"So, does Hongzhi want to live?"

Hong Jin was stunned.

She wanted to say 'of course', but she couldn't get those two words out.

At that time, she told Azhi that they needed to separate, and Azhi calmly accepted the gold coins, props, and the kiss on her forehead.

A Zhi smiled and said that her sister must work hard to live, she will never see her sister again, but she will always love her.

Without fear, and without holding back, she embraced her and promised:

'One day, my sister will come to pick you up! '

Ah Zhi buried her head in her arms and didn't say a word.

Of course Ah Zhi didn't want to die, but did the child really want to live?

Live in this world, live in the world she fears.

That conclusion was too scary, she bypassed the topic in embarrassment, shaking her head: "But this world is very dangerous, not wanting to die is no reason!"

No matter how much he didn't want to die, Warcraft couldn't hear the most devout prayers.

The crow was unwavering: "So what?"

"What?" Hong Jin was stunned, unable to react for a while.

Crow still defended Hongjin with all his strength, but his tone was very calm: "Rather than letting him escape my protection, it is better to let him die in front of my eyes."

Crow's understatement of words, but no less than a heavy hammer.

A corner of Hongjin's heart that kept defending herself collapsed, revealing her truest thoughts. Her tone was soft, as if she was afraid of breaking a most beautiful dream: "Don't you want him to live for a while longer? ? Even where you can’t see?”

The crow showed a cruel smile, word by word, as if talking to Hongjin, and as if passing through the bright red seal, sending his determination to another person far away:

"What's the difference between living where I can't see and dying?"

If you can't see him, touch him, or participate in his life, what difference does it make if he lives or dies?

This is the biggest difference between Crow and Hongjin.

Hongjin is afraid of Hongzhi's death, but Crow has the determination to burn everything together.

I protect him because I want to live with him, but if we are separated, then it is better to die.

"I didn't live long, but I did a lot of things. I killed people at the age of ten, hunted wolves at the age of 12, transported black goods in the sea with my employer at the age of 13, and tracked down the defectors in the desert at the age of 15. , Before I followed him at the age of 17, I was a bodyguard on the battlefield, and I have seen more dead people than you have killed."

His eyes seemed to see through the skin that Hong Jin tried to hide, and saw the heart that wanted to hide his weaknesses:

"I'm not afraid of death, let alone someone else's death, but as long as I'm here, it's mine, and I'll hold it firmly in my hand!"

This young man finally showed his arrogant side. His complicated life experience gave him a unique principle of dealing with things. He has lived in a mixed world for more than ten years, and he is used to seeing life and death, and he is also used to listening to lies.

He will hold the thing he wants to protect firmly in his palm and take good care of it, but he will never let it go.

This is his bottom line, whoever......

Can't be shaken either!