We were once good friends, but now we are far apart. There was too much time to tell the story, and everything ended quietly. Once I was young and frivolous, I thought the vicissitudes of life were a joke that had nothing to do with me, but things in the world are changing, and everything I once thought would last forever was annihilated in an instant.

Luo Mengyun sighed leisurely: "Sometimes, I also want to be as stubborn as Sister Xue and believe that Xiao Yao will come back. He is so powerful, there must be some way to bring him back to life... But, alas..."

People are a very strange thing. Sometimes it only takes a moment to grow, but sometimes they stubbornly let themselves stay in the past.

Two years have passed, and Xiao Yao has not returned. The vegetation has grown deep in front of his grave, as if it was mercilessly rejecting everything. Today's Luo Mengyun is no longer the too naive girl she was in the beginning. She no longer believes in miracles. She

I only believe in my own claws, and I believe that I can use the blood of my enemies to seek justice for the people I love deeply.

"Sigh... Sometimes, I also feel that Xiao Yao just went out and would come back and greet us with a smile in a few days... Forget it, I won't say it anymore, I feel uncomfortable..." Dong Bin took his own

He took a big sip from the metal flask he carried with him. He couldn't remember when it started. He had this habit. Whenever he fell into memories, he would habitually numb himself with alcohol.

When the two of them were lost in memories, Xuying left their position with good intentions and walked into the corridor alone.

He knew that when those two people recalled Xiao Yao, he, "Xiao Yao's shadow", should not appear near them.

The two of them are usually pretty good to me, and sometimes they are even a little too partial and protective of themselves on certain occasions. However, Xuying knows that those overly friendly feelings do not belong to him, and the two of them just treat him.

Part of his feelings for Xiao Yao are placed on himself, that's all.

Sometimes, very occasionally, Xuying would also wonder whether this kind of life was unfair to him, and whether he...should have something that truly belonged to him...but he would soon have to fall into it.

A complete endless cycle - if there were no Xiao Yao, then there would be no self.

like him

Such a clone's thinking is still very simple and direct. Since he can't figure out the problem, he won't continue to think about it.

In the corridor, a member of the Ampeseta family walked towards me. He seemed to be a young man in his twenties. The man nodded towards me in a friendly manner, and then passed me on one side.

Xuying also nodded and took the initiative to get out of the way.

He remembered that there should be a power boiler behind it, which was the source of power that pushed the steam train forward smoothly. Presumably, this person was going to inspect that key place, right?

Everything is normal, everything is natural.

And accidents are always brewing in such normality and nature.

The air seemed to freeze into a glue-like viscosity at this moment. The steps he had just taken were blocked in mid-air. The blocked and solidified feeling flowed along his trachea and into his lungs, as if he was in a swamp.

The feeling of suffocation came over me.

The extraordinary person who had just passed by him suddenly stood behind him like a ghost, and stabbed his heart with a knife, splashing bright red blood droplets in the solidified air.

Although I don’t know why... there is no doubt that the person who was supposed to be an ally just attacked me!

The shadow struggled clumsily in the glue-like air, pushing the enemy away a few steps with his backhand, but his strength was mostly offset by the viscosity in the air, and did not cause any damage to the enemy at all——

"Why?" Xuying said with difficulty, just saying these three words seemed to use up the small amount of normal air in his lungs.

"For the Dengying family's plan, the three of you...especially the two in the car in front are unstable factors." The man's expression was actually a little apologetic, "As for more, I don't know...

…Unfortunately, I didn’t want to be an undercover agent from the beginning.”

"Undercover..." Xuying murmured with increasing difficulty, trying to understand the current situation.

"Yeah... It's a pity. If you were the real Xiao Yao, then I would have been dead the moment I took action, right? Even if I could get away with it, he would have the ability to kill him.

It's a pity, it's a pity..." The man shook his head gently and said.

The air solidified further. If it was originally like glue, now it is like a layer of ice! It is almost completely solid, making the shadow suffocate in it!

This person really wants to kill himself...

No good... I will really die if I continue like this... No... I don’t want to die yet... Don’t die...

This undercover agent, his whole plan must be more than just killing himself... Luo Mengyun and Dong Bin are both in danger now, they may not be aware of the existence of these moles... It's really hateful... Why is he not Xiao Yao?

...If it were Xiao Yao here, then everything would be...

Go to hell! Xiao Yao go to hell... I'm not him - but I won't die here either!

At this moment, blue flames gathered in the palm of the young man's hand, and then as if it had touched a flammable material, the fire suddenly spread out, and the condensed air flow ignited by the blue flames seemed to have come into contact with high-temperature ice.

It generally melts and becomes air that can be breathed normally again.

Before the person who was preparing to attack further had time to react to what was happening, he was instantly swallowed up by the blue flames that were as thick as the substance.

"Ah -" there was a short scream, and at the moment when the man was busy extinguishing the flames on his body, he was punched through the chest by a sharp claw with gray scales!

Blood drops slid down the corner of his mouth. He looked at the arm in disbelief, which was covered with gray scales. Under the scales were compact and strong muscles, and blue lava flowed in the gaps between the scales.

He had seen such an arm and such an attack in Jiang Luo two years ago. In that extraordinary melee that still had its aftermath, he had been fortunate enough to see the young man fighting from a distance, using such an attack.

The arm defeated the demon shrouded in thunder and lightning.

But at this moment, the young man had died long ago, but his power reappeared in front of his eyes - the originally weak and insignificant clone, with a familiar blue in his eyes!
Chapter completed!