please don't die

Jiang held the book, and tapped his index finger on the table rhythmically. It had the same rhythm as the clock on the table, almost exactly the same, forming a harmonious music.

"You really have time."

Anna who walked in didn't care about Wantai who kept giving her winks, and sat down swaggeringly, biting the senbei she didn't know where she brought.

"I don't know why you'd stay with a guy like that."

Jiang didn't answer. Hao and Ye had already gone out just now, and they should have a conversation. Although they didn't know the content, they could guess it.

After all, for those two people, the things that can be talked at this time are either a battle between psychics or a battle between psychics.

Suddenly, Jiang felt a sharp pain.

Jiang closed her eyes, and she felt that it had turned back to a cold winter day.

Anna noticed Jiang's abnormality and didn't intend to help.If you help now, you may even be backlashed, and Jiang can't help now.

Her soul is full of witch power belonging to one person, and she is extremely arrogant.If anyone strikes rashly, he will be cursed to death.

"If it continues, it will completely collapse."

Jiang remained silent, and Anna had long taken her situation for granted.

She looked up, the temperature of the sun was freezing to her bones.

Why did she choose to stay with that man

This problem should probably be told from the first encounter, or maybe it is too cold in winter, which is the most stable warmth she has encountered in countless cold days.

As if it would not change, Ma Yetong insisted on visiting regularly, and then he became Ma Cang Leaf King, liberating her from the cold for a short time.

It was really, really warm.

The warmth that makes people want to die.

He was bound to become Shaman King, and everything they had hoped for would be utterly destroyed.

Is this wrong?

maybe.

After the pain was over, Jiang picked up Jinjian with almost no intention of staying, walked out of the hotel, and recalled as he walked forward.

As a spirit holder, Ma Cangjiang had more than one master, and her first master was her own child.

Because the soul that is still being repaired is still a little confused about the memory of thousands of years ago, but she can indeed recall it clearly.

In Jiang's memories, there are not many parts belonging to Ma Cang Ye Liu and Ma Cang Bai. Bai has done many amazing things, and so has Ye Liu.

Then, after doing everything, they each went down the road of death.

The age at which they died, Jiang also began to recall during this time.Bai Xian left the world when he was 26 years old, and Ye Liu did not embark on the journey to hell until he was 33 years old because of her power to guide Bo Xun.

Jiang watched them leave with his own eyes.

Because even if she died, she did not have the qualifications to go to hell, so in the hell of the living, she continued to kill non-stop.

500 years ago, he forcibly stopped everything.Also trying to repair the scarred soul.

But everything was in vain, and Jiang's soul continued to collapse even now.

Completely collapsed in the direction of no cure.

The twins walk into the coffee shop.The two people with the same appearance sat down facing each other, and it was difficult to tell them apart at a glance.but

Dalim knew that once the two of them admitted their mistake, it would be over.

He suppressed his desire to eavesdrop, and earnestly worked as a waiter.

"I've wanted to chat with you for a long time. Would you like something to drink?"

Of the two cups of coffee that Dalim served, one was good and the other was green.

Ye picked up his cup, frowned after taking a sip.

"Oh, it's so painful."

"Add more sugar or milk and it won't be too bitter."

"Eh, indeed."

"She doesn't like bitter ones very much."

"Jiang... So she really likes sweet things."

"From this point of view, it is a rare cuteness."

"Heard the word from your mouth..."

"Are you in a strange mood?"

"is a bit."

"Speaking of which, aren't you afraid of me?"

"Well, no way, you will kill me only if I stop getting stronger, right?"

"Indeed."

"But they are all afraid of you."

"Except for Jiang Ji."

"Jiang, as for Jiang, I really haven't seen her show fear of anything."

"I knew from the very beginning that there would only be her left by my side."

"is that so…"

"After all, she is also feared by others."

So saying picked up the coffee.

"Although she is feared and even hated by almost everyone, she doesn't take it seriously. No, it's better to say she's numb than she doesn't take it seriously."

"Jiang, you really are an incredible person."

"Isn't it incredible..."

Looking out from a good line of sight, the sky seen through the glass floor-to-ceiling windows is a piece of blue, and what is hidden in it is the infinite universe and the possibility that no one knows whether it is true or false.

"Indeed, she performed miracles."

The emotion that Ye Kan understood appeared in the good eyes of those who said so.

"Well then, let's talk about us."

Good to turn the subject back.

"I will become Shaman King, this cannot be changed."

"I'll stop you from becoming Shaman King."

"For Anna?"

"And for everyone else."

"yes."

Well, I have no intention of continuing.He leaves his seat.There was still that smile on his face, a smile that was both sad and mocking.

In Ye's view, there are various emotions in the smile on his twin brother's face, except that there is no loneliness.

That was what Jiang brought him.

Although Anna said he was spoiled, Ye didn't think it was a bad thing.

Of course, the overlord's meal behavior that followed was probably really not a good thing.Ye thought about Sheba's complaint before, and stopped in front of Dalim.

"I'll just pay. How much is the total?"

At that moment, to him who has experienced all kinds of changes in the world to work, Ye is simply an angel sent by heaven to save him.

Compared with Hao, she is indeed an angel.

Good walked out of the cafe, turned around, and reached out.

"Let's go, Jiang Ji."

Jiang, who was sitting by the door at this moment, changed her posture of crossing her legs. She held the outstretched hand, and the free hand held the book in her hand.

Hands folded, and thousands of hours flowed through the gap.

"That book, show me it later."

"Ah."