12dz Chapter 450: Breaking Up in Shura Field (End)
Chapter 450: Breaking Up in Shura Field (End)
The Ten Blades hadn't done anything like this for a long time.
The dim room reflected the pale moonlight, the entire bedroom was covered with blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
The face of the man who fell to the ground could no longer be seen clearly. His body was penetrated by countless knife holes, and his flesh and blood were a blur.
Ten Blades was still confused, what else did he want to do, but reason told him that he should leave.
He began to clean up the traces of the scene. After destroying all possible fingerprints, he jumped through the window and came to the girl's body.
I remember the first time I saw her, he was on a mission.
She had no idea of his identity and rushed up to say hello recklessly. She smelled the blood on his body and thought he was injured.
He was covered in blood now, but she would never care about him as vividly as before.
He had seen so many separations between life and death that he had long been numb to death, but he didn't know why, his eyes were hot and his heart felt uncomfortable.
He silently carried her on his back and left the yard.
This is the suburbs, and there is a mountain road just a few kilometers away. Maybe he can find a suitable place to bury her during the night, or maybe cremate her body and take her ashes abroad with him.
He didn't know what to do, but he thought she probably hated this place and he had to take her away.
……
The moonlight reflected in the silent courtyard, the huge villa cast a hazy shadow, and there was a hint of coolness in the air.
In the rose garden behind the villa, the slender figure slowly walked out.
D77: [He is gone, sir. 】
"Ah."
Qi Yan responded lightly and watched Shibian carrying 'her' body gradually disappear into the night.
All threats have been dealt with, she has died and is no longer bound by these relationships, a chance she only has thanks to the existence of the stand-in doll.
After her death, D77 was immediately ordered to turn on the shielding function. All signals disappeared and monitoring failed.
If this was the case, Jing Rang probably wouldn't know that she was still alive.
D77 said happily: [Sure enough, all threats have been lost, the world has been unlocked, and you can teleport away now. 】
Qi Yan touched the small ball on the necklace. It was time to find Lian Zheng to settle the accounts.
"Let's go."
Qi Yan's figure gradually disappeared among the ruined rose bushes.
……
In the dim room, the curtains were tightly drawn, and only the computer screen was dimly lit.
In front of the computer, the man's eyes were helpless and confused. His fingers were beating rapidly on the keyboard, and the axis made a rapid sound.
No matter what he did, the screen was still dark and there was no signal feedback.
Why? Why?
The slender knuckles were moving faster and faster. He tried every method, but he could no longer see the scene.
All he could think about was how she was shot. The bullet hit her between the eyebrows, leaving her with no chance of survival.
Jing Rang stopped and stared at the keyboard blankly. His mind went blank, but tears flowed out uncontrollably.
Big tears fell down and hit the table. He put down his hands and leaned back on the chair weakly.
There is a thread called longing that just broke.
He took out his phone and opened the photo album. The most recent photo was of hers.
At that time she came to him, and he went out with her, walking side by side on the street. The sunshine was soft, with mountains and lakes in the distance, and her figure nearby.
He couldn't help but take out his mobile phone and secretly photographed her.
"……nice."
He murmured, touched the screen with his fingers, and said the same words as before.
When she left, no one missed him, so what should he do? He was left alone again.
If he had never had it, he might be able to adapt to the feeling of loneliness, but he has tried the feeling of being missed all the time, and now how should he let it go.
Jing Rang returned to his home.
He opened all the curtains and let the sunlight penetrate into the room, illuminating it brightly.
He looked up at the scenery outside the window. The autumn colors slowly turned the city into golden light. It was a good weather for traveling.
In fact, the sunshine is quite good.
A faint smile appeared on Jing Rang's lips.
He chose the brightest noon to step into the bathtub filled with water and slid his entire body in. The thin blade cut through the delicate skin and accurately severed the artery.
His concern is gone, he can go and accompany her, what if she misses him.
Jing Rang leaned on the bathtub, his consciousness a little blurry. He looked at the ceiling, his pale lips unable to open and close:
"I miss you."
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