Time passed by minute by minute, and everyone's hearts became anxious. Wisky was walking back and forth outside the door with nervous expression. Inside the room, Lucy's eyes were filled with tears, but she wanted to pretend to be a smile so that she could not let the nightingale see it.
The nightingale beside her was whispering softly at this moment, not knowing what she was talking about. Lucy could always find many topics to let her talk. At this time, she must keep her awake and drive away her fatigue.
As he talked about the dangers that Rhodes had experienced when he entered the source of darkness, he heard the nightingale's heart ups and downs, his face flushed a little. He didn't expect that he had experienced so many things during this period when he was no longer, far beyond his imagination.
The ability to obtain everything today and reach this level is not as luck or relying on perverted talent as others imagine. Perhaps only he himself knows how much sweat and sadness he has sprinkled out.
The sun had climbed to the sky, and noon was coming, and the nightingale's body gradually began to become cold, just like Merck's judgment. At this time, her vitality loss rate had exceeded the unstoppable speed of the colorful ice spirit, and she came to the final stage.
Merck and Doron also rushed to the room, but Rod still had no news. It seemed that he could not come back before noon. Now there is only less than ten minutes left before noon, and Nightingale's life has truly entered the countdown stage.
Nightingale seemed very calm about all this. During this day, his understanding of Rhodes increased a lot, and he enjoyed a rare leisure time. His mood was unprecedentedly relaxed. This feeling was very comfortable.
At this moment, she realized that her life was so boring, hatred, and her own goals, which blocked her vision and made her lose too much. Unfortunately, things in the world are often like this. There is no medicine for regret on the stone steps. When she suddenly woke up, it was too late. If she wanted to remedy it, she didn't have that opportunity.
Faced with death, she was not afraid at all. She had experienced too much in her life and tried too much, but she did not leave anything that made her regret. There was a man who loved her, a few brothers who lived and died together, and a group of comrades who are now, as well as the sister Lucy, who is lucky in this world.
Fighting vigorously, suffering, shed tears, and laughing happily is to do the career you like without restraint. All this is enough, even beyond what many ordinary people experience in their lifetime.
"Don't be sad, people will always die, right?" Nightingale comforted her with a smile on her face, looking at Lucy who was crying by the bed.
It would be fine if I didn't say it, but this statement immediately attracted the tears in Lucy's eyes, and the tears could not be stopped and left on her cheeks. Lucy finally couldn't help it. Looking at the Nightingale's appearance, her heart felt aching.
"You won't die." She said stubbornly, looking into the distance, as if in that direction, there would be a god coming to save the Nightingale's life. She was so stubborn that she couldn't help but chuckled. After all, she was still a little girl.
His eyes gradually moved away, and he sighed softly. He knew his body best. It was a miracle to be able to persevere until now. In addition to the colorful ice spirit, he also persisted with his belief. He originally wanted to take a look at Rhode for the last time, but never thought that he would not even realize this wish. "What he is doing now must be as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
I never seemed to see him anxious. Even if his identity was exposed, even when he was chased by himself and the pursuit of the entire continent, I never seemed to see him panic. But I saw him last night because of himself, because of him, he showed a panic expression for the first time. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel warm. There was a sweet feeling. It was enough for a woman to meet such a man in her life. She was worthy of being upright and looking down, standing at the peak of the world, how many such men can be in the world.
The atmosphere in the house was dull, and neither Merck nor Doron spoke, so they could only wait anxiously, hoping that a miracle would happen at this moment.
But Nightingale's body was getting worse and worse, her hands were hanging weakly from Lucy's shoulders, and her voice became lighter and lighter, making it impossible to hear what she was saying. Even Lucy, who was closest to her, could not hear what he was saying with her amazing hearing.
I could only vaguely hear her seemingly chanting words like Tielan Town.
Wisky's body began to tremble. The man didn't cry easily, but he was not sad. At this moment, his heart really hurt. This elder sister, who is both a teacher and a friend, is about to leave at this moment. The feelings cultivated between life and death for several years made him lose his composure.
"Head, why haven't you come back yet? Nothing can stop you? You said you've come back before this morning, right?" Looking into the distance, Godless said. In the hearts of Wisky and others, Rhodes is God, an omnipotent God. Nothing can stump him. Since he said it, he will definitely do it, but why does he still not appear at this moment.
"Sister, you can't sleep, you can't sleep, hurry up, open your eyes quickly, Lucy has many things to tell you, haven't you told you, have you told Lucy about your previous events with your elder brother, but you haven't said it yet." Suddenly, Lucy shouted loudly, because she saw the nightingale's eyes gradually becoming unconscious and began to slowly close.
"Nightingale." Lucy's heart-wrenching voice attracted everyone's attention. The members of the Death Scythe Squad outside were also alarmed. At this time, they could not take care of the protection and rushed into the small room and exclaimed.
"I'm so tired, it's time to rest...." With a desolate smile, Nightingale murmured in a slight voice.
"No, you have to rest until you have a good rest at night. Now it's during the day, my brother is coming back. Didn't he ask you to wait for him to come back?" Wisky rushed to the window and said tremblingly.
But none of this could stop the nightingale's life from disappearing. Her eyes kept blinking. It could be seen that she was working hard, but the effect was not great.
At this moment, in the nightingale's consciousness, she felt a little tired, very tired, and endless coldness. The whole world was dark, and she felt a noise outside, but she couldn't hear it clearly.
The eyelids were as heavy as lead, and they couldn't stop falling. Everything in front of them was dark, endless darkness, the cold wind was howling, and several people called hard in their ears, it was Lucy, Wisky, and their comrades.
She really wanted to open her eyes and take a look, but there was no such departure, as if all the departures were pulled out of her body, extremely heavy, and she just wanted to have a good sleep.
"Nightingale..." Suddenly, he heard a slightly ethereal voice, very familiar, his heart began to tremble. It was Rhodes. He heard the familiar voice, Rhodes' voice, he was calling himself, is he back? It shouldn't be so fast, Nightingale secretly laughed at him.
"Sister." Lucy shouted loudly, but nothing helped, and the Nightingale's body gradually became cold.
"Nightingale." Everyone shouted, to no avail. At this moment, the Nightingale was really leaving, leaving them.
Everyone was desperate. At this critical moment, a roar suddenly came from a distance, calling the nightingale, the familiar voice.
"Brother, it's Big Brother, it's Big Brother back." Lucy shouted loudly at the first time, and then rushed out the door.
"Head, the head is back, the nightingale is going to save her hungry." Then the excited voices of Wisky and others, suddenly, everyone felt that they came to hell to heaven, and then returned to heaven from hell.
Sure enough, the next moment, there was only a bang, and the door was kicked open, and two figures rushed into the room. The man in the lead exuded a disheveled hair, his whole body exuded a strong smell of blood, his clothes were torn, and his armor was covered in blood. It was Rhode. If he hadn't been too familiar with him, I believe it would be difficult for anyone to recognize his identity as soon as possible. I don't know what he had experienced this night and why he became like this, and his whole body emitted a terrifying and cold aura, just like the messenger of the Nine Nether Hell.
Behind him was an old man, with a haggard face, wrinkles and a pale face.
"Nightingale." When he came to the room, the cold breath on Rhodes disappeared, and turned into extremely gentleness. He quickly walked to the nightingale's spread and called softly.
"Hurry, she's almost gone, hurry up and eat this thing for him." The old man on the side said hurriedly at this time, taking out a jade box in his arms, and taking out a white pill that exudes bursts of fragrance.
Without hesitation, Rhode quickly took the pill, slowly opened the nightingale's mouth and handed it in. The pill melted in the mouth, turning into a clear spring flowing straight into the nightingale's belly.
At this moment, Rhode's body trembled slightly. I don't know if it was because of his nervousness or fatigue. Looking at his appearance, everyone couldn't help but lose their minds. Where did he go, what he experienced, and how many people he killed to dye his armor red.
"What's going on, hurry up and take a look." Then he hurriedly got up and gave up his seat to the old man he brought back, and asked nervously.
The old man sat on the head of the hungry bed with a solemn expression, reached out to take the nightingale's pulse, his face became more and more serious. The people in the house held their breath and did not dare to let out a breath, for fear of disturbing this only hope.
I saw that his face became worse and worse. After a long time, he finally let go of his hand and sighed.
Chapter completed!