Chapter 295: The final battle (27)

The time went back slightly, Jin Cheng and Rong Yi came back from the copy. Rongyi was a little slower than Jin Cheng, and was a little surprised when he rushed to the junction of Area B to see Jin Cheng.
In the entire copy of "Final Battle", Rong Yi and Jin Cheng have never met, which is rare in previous copies. Moreover, Jin Cheng played a more important role, but he passed customs earlier than Rong Yi. This situation is even rarer.
Jin Cheng is sitting on the sofa studying the manuscript brought back by Zhang San. He heard the voice saying: "The customs clearance should account for more than half. The first movement has already appeared, we need to make preparations early."
Rong Yi nodded and looked at Leng Miao who was sitting opposite Jin Cheng. He was looking at himself with a look like "Do you see me now?"
"Cough." Rong Yi touched his nose and said, "I don't seem to see you in the copy."
Leng Miao responded angrily, "I didn't see you either."
Jin Cheng interjected: "He was kidnapped."
Leng Miao: "Shut up."
Lilith and Wen Xiaoming, who arrived at the news, only thought that this copy was really magical, and there were teammates who didn't meet each other. But now it is not time to say this, Wen Xiaoming said: "Since Tang got the No. 1 movement, at least he can guarantee the safety of him and Chi Yan, and pass the customs smoothly. What about the others?"
Rong Yi: "The mouse also came out. Yao Qing does not belong to any party. You can leave him alone for the time being, leaving Meng Yufei, Yan Yun and Zheng Yingying, the most important thing is Yan Yun and Zheng Yingying. When will they come out?"
Jin Cheng said: "Zheng Yingying should be fast, I think Yan Yun can go to the end. The role of the rebel Aesop is a personal doll. Although he is in the game, he is like an outsider and is very suitable to be a witness of history."
Rong Yi pondered along his words and said, "Then the last one should be Yan Yun and Chi Yan. Zheng Yingying came out first, followed by Tang Cuo."
"Nearly." Jin Cheng's eyes didn't leave the manuscript when he spoke. He tapped the manuscript on the manuscript and asked, "Tang Cuo said, Zheng Yingying told him that Mr. Crow's name is Awu, you think a name What can it represent?"
The payment of the original manuscript is a scribble of "no". At this time, Mr. Crow should not have used the name k, so this payment is more inclined to his original name.
"If Mr. Crow has a name, the title of Mr. Crow is just a code name, as if we were called a lamb in that song." Wen Xiaoming raised a finger and opened his genius brain, "A real The name is mentioned so deliberately, it is very likely to represent some kind of restriction. Just like the Golden Horn and Silver Horn, I call you, do you dare to agree?"
As a tenth-level scholar in Journey to the West, Wen Xiaoming mimicked the best.
Wen Xiaoming's inference cannot be said to be completely correct, but it is currently the most likely one, and the payment on the manuscript at least proves that Zheng Yingying did not lie.
The name Zheng Yingying is mentioned repeatedly, but for Jin Cheng and others, their intersection with Zheng Yingying is almost zero. Apart from having a face-to-face meeting in the Crimson incident, there is no deeper understanding. It would be nonsense to say how much you trust her and how you feel about her.
"Zheng Yingying will at least not harm Brother Tang and the younger brother of Chi Yan." Lilith had a certain affection for the little sister she had never met, or tolerance for the same sex.
After a pause, she said again: "I doubt the mouse even more. He is still the Ming King. If he is really the Ming King, he has been doing Mr. Crow for so many years. According to Zhang San, being Mr. Crow is not a punishment, then he Something must have happened during the process from King Ming to Mr. Crow. He has lived so long, it can be said that in addition to the longest surviving person of Mr. Crow in the entire Yongye City, he also has a mind reading technique and must know a lot of things But did not say it."
Wen Xiaoming scratched his head, "Is he and Yan Yun still on the same boat?"
Jin Cheng put down the manuscript and leaned on the back of the chair, hugging his arms, saying: "At least their goals are the same. If Mr. Crow is really not a punishment, K has already resigned, and it is possible for mice to become the real Mr. Crow. , Then he is a good example of a good card. A real fool. He is not smart enough, but he has a card in his hand."
Leng Miao has been listening without saying anything, and only then did he sneer coldly, "He looks a bit like the fake before now."
Rong Yi nodded, and now the mouse is more and more like the original Mr. Crow, maybe this is his nature.
Everyone discussed, but because of the lack of intelligence, it was impossible to discuss any direct conclusions. They don’t know what cards the mice have, and the existence of this manuscript may not be developed until Tang Cuo exchanges the No. 1 movement for the gift of God.
Wen Xiaoming didn't stay much, but still followed his usual way to find someone to search for the whereabouts of the mice.
There is Yu Yiyi, Lilith frowned: "He has been out for too long."
When Wen Xiaoming heard Lilith mentioning the former Emperor, he still felt uneasy, but now it’s not time to talk about the things that are not there. He nodded and said, "I also informed Qian Wei and Peng Mingfan Well, everyone has a preparation in mind."
When Wen Xiaoming left, Leng Miao could not stand here, so he walked with Rong Yi. Lilith and Zhang San also went back to area a. Everyone was scattered and stared at different areas, so no matter what happened in Yongye City, they could know the first time.
Jin Cheng stayed alone in Area B, and the original manuscript was also placed with him. He is the strongest and most safe.
He repeatedly pondered what Zhang San said and decided to go to the Ruby Tavern for a while. A friend, Yuqing Yuli wants to sit down with k and have a good talk.
At least for Jin Cheng, they are friends.
But Jin Cheng went halfway, and the strange animal cries suddenly sounded in Yongye City. One after another, there is no distance and no bearing, it seems to come from various places around, here and there.
As we all know, there are no living animals in Yongye City.
Jin Cheng's eyebrows stopped, and the Yongye City at this time was the night, and it was close to midnight. The weird cries aroused everyone's attention, and players who walked on the road looked left and right, trying to trace its source. The players who stayed in the room also opened their windows and leaned out.
A lamp was lit, and doubt began to ferment.
"Fox, is this the voice of the fox?"
"Yongye City only has crows, where are the foxes?"
"That crow will not bark."
"It's so weird, what will happen again?"
More and more questions began to pile up, Jin Cheng looked at the surrounding people gradually filled with people, listening to their saying about "fox and crow", suddenly thought of a fable story.
"Fox and Crow."
One day the crow got a piece of meat, stood on the tree with the meat in his mouth, and was seen by the fox. In order to deceive this piece of meat, the fox stood under the tree and kept talking to the crow, coaxing it to speak. Eventually the crow was fooled, and as soon as the mouth fell, the meat fell and was taken away by the fox.
Is there any point?
Jin Cheng intuitively thinks that this may be related to the mouse, and most of the targets are k. Thinking about this, he speeded up and went to the Ruby Tavern at full speed, but the situation changed rapidly, and the fox screaming was very vague at first, which only made people vaguely judge that it was the fox's voice.
But with the passage of time, the fox's cry became clearer and clearer, more and more like the fox uttering people's words, the voice was saying-
"Awu."
"Awu."
"Awu."
"Awu."
"..."
The foxes all over the city are shouting the same name.
The people in Yongye City heard a lot of confusion. They didn't know what it was called. They only felt that it was a little infiltrating in the middle of the night, worrying about something big happening. Jin Cheng, Leng Miao and others all knew that this was called Mr. Crow.
It's a mouse.
It must be the handwriting of a mouse.
Jin Cheng rushed to the Ruby Tavern, which was still open, but K was not there. The waiter told Jin Cheng that the boss had decided to close the store today. As for where he is now, the waiter did not know.
The waiter is just an ordinary player. Jin Cheng grabbed him and was useless. He had no choice but to return.
Back in Area B, there was a bunch of people waiting at the door. Su Miaomiao and her teammates, Meng Na Lisa, Meng Zhen, etc., are members of the Red List Squad.
"What's the matter with the fox?" Su Miaomiao stepped forward. "We don't know, you must know it? What's going to happen to Yongye City?"
At the same time, the country of Yueyin.
Facing Zheng Yingying's question, Tangcuo answered her straightforwardly: "I haven't refreshed the related tasks."
"It's so ruthless." Yan Yun sighed while copying his hands, looking at Zheng Yingying's eyes with a trace of pity.
In fact, everyone understands that Tang Cuo is really cruel if he tells Zheng Yingying a few good words at this time. Tang Cuo and Zheng Yingying, who really give trust, will fall out of favor, and even let anyone slaughter.
The most important thing is that there is no deep communication between them, and there is no prerequisite for "mutual trust" at all. How did Tangcuo totally believe a Zheng Yingying teamed up with Yan Yun?
Can Zheng Yingying fully believe Tangcuo again? Even Tangcuo saved her before.
In Yongye City, trust is as precious as hope.
"Then fight," Zheng Yingying said.
Her voice sounded smooth, and all the tremors had been hidden during the few breaths that heard the answer, and no trace of emotion could be found.
Tang Cuo didn't speak anymore, turned his head to look at Yan Yun, and sketched a magic pattern on the ground with a sword as a pen, saying: "We are two clear."
This is the magic pattern given to him by Louis XIV, because it is not outlined with magic materials, so it is just a look. As for how to use Yan Yun, look at himself.
Yan Yun raised his hand on his chest and smiled and saluted, learning Aesop's appearance in ten to ten, "Happy cooperation."
Tang Cuo ignored him because Zheng Yingying had already been killed by this time. He raised the sword of judgment to block her dagger. With a "dang" sound, the dagger made a spark on the blade. Zheng Yingying's [Elliot's toy box] hanging around his waist opened automatically, and several small toys fell out of it. Smashed to the ground, and "Bang, Boom" turned into an attack and attacked Tang Cuo from bottom to top.
But Tang Cuo had expected that a flip would have avoided him, and he immediately came behind Zheng Yingying. The sword swept, and Zheng Yingying's cloak turned into a small hummingbird, which fell on his sword.
The sword wind blew off one of her feathers, and she turned into a humanoid again, and the weight of the moment caused the tip of Tang Cuo to sag.
But Tangcuo is Tangcuo after all, such a little weight is not enough to make him lose his balance. Picking a sword, he directly overturned Zheng Yingying, kept walking, and then came out of the sword, forcing Zheng Yingying to retreat again and again.
In a hurry, Zheng Yingying reached out and touched the toy box, the light of his fingertips flashed, his big sleeves flicked, and countless transparent light masses were thrown out. The light group is big and small, disorderly and disorderly, Tang Cuo can hide one or two, but can't hide everything.
"Slap." He looked at him, but didn't notice that there was another one under his foot. He stepped on it without triggering any damage, but the sole of the shoe seemed to be stuck and stopped his footsteps.
[Slime] Evolutionary version. It can change to any shape, with super stickiness.
In terms of combat ability, Zheng Yingying is definitely not Tang Cuo's opponent, but she has endless sets of props and a nameless blade that can be called against the sky. In addition, she is in good condition, and Tang Cuo still needs to split up his mental strength to fight against Louis XIV. He just made the strength of the two reach the same level.
As for Yan Yun who originally helped suppress Louis XIV, Mrs Catherine who came to help was stopped at this moment.
"This lady, watch chess without saying a true gentleman." Yan Yun advised with a smile.
However, although Sicilian mainland also speaks Chinese, it has not reached the point where it can be understood. Madame Catherine flicked out a magic coldly, "Go away."
Yan Yun retreated obediently, quite gentlemanly, but no matter how Catherine broke, he could not break through his defense line. Although the strange black umbrella was cut down by Tang Cuo, the skeleton was still intact, and it was no worse than ordinary swords.
He didn't really want Tang Cuo to die in the hands of Zheng Yingying, but the more he looked at this matchup, the more interesting it became, and he had an intuition-the result of the matchup must be more interesting.
What will Tangcuo choose? Yan Yun was extremely curious.
The fighting continues.
No matter Tangcuo and Zheng Yingying, or the Rose Sect and the Ivy League, they have started the final fight. The sunset had completely fallen into the breach in the wall of the distant city, and it would soon be flooded by yellow sand. Han Ye swallowed the rosy golden light little by little, and the warmth gradually moved away from people, farther and farther, until he could not reach his hand.
The person who fell to the ground stared at the light and swallowed it. The sound of "ho ho" appeared in his mouth.
The last glimpse of the world, the magic light still shines on this land, but the beautiful lights that His Majesty the King made a special trip back from the small windmill seaport did not light up as expected.
No one is going to light, and the people who are lighting are gone.
His Majesty the King was lifted to a courtyard wall, and there were seven or eight guards left beside him. The people in the yard were also killed. The knight knelt on the ground and closed his eyes for him, but he dared not cry.
The battle is not over yet, no one knows if there are any enemies nearby, and crying out loud is not allowed. They could only go forward in the darkness with a breath, expecting a glimmer of dawn.
"boom--"
The most fierce battle took place in Tang Cuo's spiritual sea. Compared with the competition between Tang Cuo and Zheng Yingying with real swords and guns, the duel was more inclined to the stream of consciousness.
If Tang Cuo is the master of the sea, he is the deep blue, quiet sea, and Louis XIV is the foreign invader, the sun that attempts to evaporate the entire sea with his own burning light.
The sun has a pattern of roses, a golden sun, and a red rose, like some kind of ancient totem, mysterious and magnificent.
The sea was choppy, and the sparkling sea surface was dyed to different shades of golden red by the light of the sun. Those golden red waves are like scales, dragon scales, soaring a giant dragon in the roaring sea.
It is as beautiful as a rose, with sharp dragon claws and a strong posture. The huge body covers the sky, the body coils around the sun, opens the big mouth of the blood basin, and bites down against the sea. hole.
But a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sea, and a black shadow emerged from the deep sea. It was unclear what it was, but it was infinitely large. When the dragon swooped down, it made a long, melodious sound.
It was a voice that came across a long river of time, from the undetectable deep sea, and intoxicated your soul, but gave birth to great fear.
"Wow--" A huge fishtail with a width of hundreds of meters rises from the sea, and the water drops are arranged in a string of beads in the sky. It is obviously a very fast action, but it is like a slow motion playback in the eyes. , Instant is eternal.
The fish tail slapped on the dragon, the dragon howled, but his body shattered like glass. The sun is still hot, and the surrounding seawater is boiling, and the broken glass and bead-like water droplets refract the rainbow-like light under it, which is colorful and colorful.
The huge wave brought by the fish tail rushed towards the sun without force, as if he had life, he went forward and succeeded, dragging it from the sky.
Just push it into the sea like this, even if the last drop of water is burned, it will be killed.
The sun began to shake. It seemed to be torn from the sky, and the rose petals on the body were falling. Crimson, like the hot metal just poured, fell into the sea, and the sea began to boil.
The sea seems to be sick, rolling and paining violently. But even so, the action of those waves dragging the sun down still refuses to stop.
The melodious long clang sounded continuously, like soothing and sighing.
The whole sea is turbulent.
The boiling sea gradually lifted the mist, and the whole world was foggy. But the situation is constantly changing, the crimson and dark blue are constantly intertwined, as thick as the color of the oil painting.
In such an anxious battle, Tangcuo's breath also seemed to bring a scorching high temperature and a faint white mist. He gasped, kneeling on his knees with a long sword on his knees, and looked up at Zheng Yingying, his gaze as if torch.
Zheng Yingying's condition is also not good, the Vientiane cloak has even been cut open by the ruling sword.
[Elliot's toy box] Although it is a legendary level of equipment, the toys in it are not inexhaustible. You must constantly throw materials to fill it, otherwise you will be in shortfall.
Zheng Yingying fought back and forth and went back to Tangcuo, which was already stretched.
By the time of the war, there were not many people standing around the well of time. The dark night covered up the tragic scene, but it still could not cover the thick smell.
The only thing here that was still safe was Yan Yun. Even Mrs. Catherine fell to the ground with difficulty, he was still standing. Although the white dress was stained with blood, it was not his own. The evening wind blew his tassel earrings, he smiled and looked at Tang Cuo and Zheng Yingying, and asked, "Do you want to fight again?"
"Otherwise?" Because of fatigue, Zheng Yingying's voice sounded more hoarse, with a little self-deprecation and weakness. She carried the dagger upside down and went on. She walked faster and faster, faster and faster, until her accumulated power made her run again.
The wind around her ears left everything behind, and she was reluctant to think more, just as she did not want to think about why she returned when she returned in the underground palace.
If fate must joke with her, Tang Cuo must also be pushed to her opposite, what can she say?
What else can she do?
Finish it.
Just use the dagger in his hand, the legendary dagger of the butcher, to cut it all off. Whether it is alive or dead, she doesn't care.
Just stab it in one go, block everything and stab at the fate. To his hope, to his life, to his Yongye City!
【One Strike】Task guidance skills.
Zheng Yingying used this skill that can only be used once, just like using a train ticket to the end of life. The train murmured towards the front, and she rushed out without looking back.
With her figure drawing out a streamer, Tangcuo glanced at the task panel again.
It is a pity that his customs clearance task has not yet been refreshed, and then looked up at Zheng Yingying who had come to her eyes. She changed from the red priest to her original appearance. Still in a red dress, the meaning is different.
"Bang!" Streamer rammed Tang Cuo into the Hall of Time Well, like a comet hitting the earth, leaving a deep gully on the ground.
The already dilapidated hall was finally overwhelmed, and with a loud "bang", it collapsed completely.
The collapse lasted for a few full seconds, and smoke and dust rose.
Yan Yun raised her hand and covered her mouth and nose and didn't have the first time to go in and look around. Only Mrs. Catherine was still alive. She struggled to get up from the ground and looked up to see Tang Cuo's situation.
"Theodore!" The stern lady, who always had a straight face, finally showed a heartbreaking expression.
Yan Yun sighed and shook his head, striding into the ruins of the hall. At this time the moon finally climbed into the night sky, a full moon shining on the broken city, and also illuminating the figure in the center of the ruins.
Tang Cuo sat on the ground, backing against the well of time, blood continually overflowing from the corner of his mouth, flowing through the broken armor and falling to the ground, ticking. Zheng Yingying knelt on the ground, still maintaining the movement of dagger stab, a one-eyed opened wide, tears flow faster than Tang Cuo's blood.
She was crying silently, the hand holding the dagger was shaking, the whole body was shaking, the eye was staring at Tang Cuo, as if questioning him: Why don't you hide?
Do you really trust me?
Tang Cuo looked down at the dagger stuck in his chest. The expression on his face was still too cold and lost his softness. He wanted to speak, but there was only blood in his mouth, and he couldn't say anything.
He wanted to say that what really made him trust Zheng Yingying was not Zheng Yingying's previous remarks, but she finally changed back to her identity and a tear shed in the corner of her eyes.
She was the sword pierced with the determination to die. She did not have any confidence in Tang Cuo, so she felt that Tang Cuo would kill her before succumbing to a successful blow.
No, she didn't believe in Tang Cuo, she didn't believe in herself, she didn't believe in anything.
But at that moment, Tang Cuo believed her.
Facts proved that he bet again, the moment Zheng Yingying stabbed him, the final task refreshed: Knight Theodore, died in a blow.
Everything was as he saw in the first ring of "Death of the Poet", Lancelot was lying in the coffin, and Theodore died by the well of time.
Only Louis XIV was left.
Vitality was passing, Tang Cuo slowly closed his eyes, but the fighting in the spiritual sea had not stopped. When he withdrew all precautions against Zheng Yingying, he concentrated all his attention here and issued his final blow.
The whole world was turned upside down, and seawater poured back into the sky, drowning the sun completely with a more violent gesture.
The golden sun had red flowers blooming in the boundless sea water, and wanted to form a vast net to surround the sea water. The pourable seawater is like a sword. Every wave is like a sharp blade, cutting vines and running through petals, ruthlessly and coldly strangling all beauty.
Between the sky and the sea, the remains of roses are everywhere.
"Tangcuo." Louis XIV's voice finally sounded again, and he was gradually away.
"Although you have rebelled against me and hindered me over and over again, I am still happy to meet you."
"If the world you said really exists, then we—"
"We will meet again."
As the words fell, all the roses turned into light spots and the sea water also fell from the sky, gradually returning to its original appearance.
By the well of time, Tangcuo's hand finally fell down, and the sword of ruling fell to the ground with a clatter. Louis XIV's voice came back again, as if something suddenly sounded, and said: "Yes, I will give you a small gift at last."
The soft white light bloomed from Tang Cuo's chest, and the vine slowly grew out of the wound pierced by Zheng Yingying.
The vine climbed, climbed over the ruins of the hall, climbed over the corpses that had been scattered from the steps, over the trees covered with colorful ribbons, the half-open windows, and the eaves with wind chimes.
The flower bud trembles in the evening breeze, and blossoms of pure white rose.
"Bang!" The sky also blossomed.
A firework rose on the other side of the city, followed by another, colorful, various shapes, all lit up the sky. In the place where fireworks burst out, Tok, the toy vendor responsible for preparing the fireworks display on the flower festival every year, fell on his terrace with a candle holder in his hand.
"It's... fireworks at the flower festival..." He looked at the sky, his eyes gradually lost his spirit, until the vines crawled over his body, decorating his terrace with roses.
In the distance, Zheng Yingying also stared at the gorgeous fireworks and forgot to speak. The light of the blow on her body quickly enveloped her, and she was about to be taken away for customs clearance, and at this moment, the sunflower brooch pinned to her chest fell off, and fell into pieces on the ground with a click.
Zheng Yingying suddenly recovered, the brooch should have been scratched in the fight with Tangcuo, a crack had been split on the surface before it would break. But she didn't have time to feel distressed and quickly reached out to pick it up.
"Ding!" The moment the finger touched the brooch, Zheng Yingying's ear sounded a familiar system prompt. She didn't care at first, thinking it was a normal clearance tone, but when she heard what she said later, her tears were out of control.
"Congratulations to the player who won the third movement of the twelve movements!"
"Ahhhhhh!" She cried again, not so much as crying, as if all emotions had vented.
She remembered that Jiang He told her when she gave this sunflower brooch: "This metal is called Xi, a special product of the city of Eden, which means'breaking the East'. Next to the Japanese word, add a hope of hope, Does it sound good?"
Was the hope she had given up always held in her hand?
In the dim tears, Zheng Yingying clenched her brooch close to her chest, and the hard shell was broken, leaving only her fragile. Yan Yun listened to her crying outside the ruins, shook her head with a sigh, and looked at her task panel.
Refresh the customs clearance task: seal the palace.
Yan Yun didn't expect that the copy really arranged a sweeping job for himself, shrugged, and turned to walk to the entrance of the palace.
In the palace, Chi Yan and Xiao Douding are still waiting.
The story of "Courage in the Dungeon" has been finished. The warriors completed the mission and successfully obtained the dragon's treasure. The evil dragons were also killed by the brave knights, all rejoicing.
The shouting and the vibrations on the ground have not been heard for a long time. Chi Yan wonders if the battle is over, but he dare not venture out.
For a long time, a familiar voice came from outside the defensive enchantment, and Chi Yan leaned her head out cautiously, and saw Yan Yun. Yan Yun said that they could go out, and Chi Yan doubted the letter, but the sound did not come for a long time, and after weighing it again and again, they waited for a moment to make sure that there was no danger around them, and then they went out of the hiding place and embarked on their way home. .
The way back was smooth. They still went out from the mouth of the school hall. The moment they saw the outside world, the little Douding people marveled neatly.
"Look! Flowering!"
"Teacher, we have flowers!"
"Wow--"
"so beautiful!"
Children's happiness is very pure and small, they are good at discovering the beauty in life, and also good at satisfaction. Only Chi Yan, an adult of no embarrassment and age, seemed to see the corpses buried under the rose through the full city rose.
The body was gone, which was exactly the same as the ending Tang described.
Chi Yan quietly raised his hand to wipe away his tears, brought up the task panel to look at it, and his clearance mission was also refreshed. The task is simple, let him take the children to light the glazed lanterns along the street.
Xiao Douding listened to Chi Yan very much. He said what it was. He heard that he was going to light up, and all of them were very enthusiastic. But Chi Yan had no way to answer their words, such as "Where did the principal go", "Where did the other people go", "Have you spent the festival?"
The empty country of the moon and the moon seems to be the only one left.
But Chi Yan still has hope in his heart. This is his secret skill. He must hold on to hope at all times and never let go. They lighted all the way forward, and finally met the living at the end of the long street.
His Majesty the King reunited with his children, and he eventually survived, despite being limped. The guards who searched for the survivors came from afar, and their expressions were anxious and full of sorrow, and they couldn't even say a few words in full, "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness..."
died.
The king understood what he hadn't said, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes, but his arms were still holding the children around him, with mild relief: "All gone, my children..."
The children looked at him ignorantly, attached instinctively in his arms, and at a time couldn't figure out what all this meant.
At this time, a cry of surprise came from the other side of the intersection, "Here!"
Chi Yan turned around and saw that Jack was running towards the place holding a blonde girl's hand. He waved at them vigorously, his eyes flashing with thunder.
After all, this is still different from the original ending, Chi Yan thought, at least these people survived, and hope to be still there.
Yan Yun sealed the underground palace and turned to walk up to the top of the tall bell tower to overlook the entire country of Yueyin. Although the feeling he got was different from Chi Yan, he did not hate this ending.
At this time the system began to broadcast:
"Traveler in a foreign land."
"When you come to the end of this time, when you have witnessed all justice and evil, togetherness and separation, please keep your blood hot and firm belief forever, don't forget where you came from and where you are going."
"Sure, please live bravely and hopefully."
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the players for completing the "Final Battle" series of missions from the "Continent of Sicily"!"