As an intelligence officer and a former spy, Yan Chunmi could not forget the voice of her immediate boss.
So when Qingchen spoke in his own voice, they immediately realized who was playing Zhou Cang.
Before, Qingyi actually thought about a question, since his husband is gone, why can't he take him with him?
During the three days in the mountain col, seeing that the wolves were not dispersed, everyone might die on this snowy field.
He can't help but think that it would be great if his husband was here.
Now Keiichi realizes that Mr. is really...
Moreover, at this moment, he also used his life to help him lead away all the pursuing soldiers.
Qingyi realized that the wolves, the living dead, and the murderous intentions were all aimed at Qingchen.
But how many people in the world are willing not to drag others down when facing danger?
I'm afraid most people would like to have a few people to support them before they die, right?
Qingli.
Qingchen.
Followers.
Qingyi, who was born in a consortium, sees only weak family ties and competing blood ties.
My father rarely comes home all year round, and my mother calculates money every day, or strives for some benefits for her uncles.
Family is a person's first window to face the world. As a young man, Keiichi once thought that fighting was everything in the world, so he wanted to have some palace and participate in the shadow war.
But today, Keiichi suddenly felt something...warmth he had never experienced before.
It turns out that there are really people in this world who are willing to choose death calmly for themselves.
Keiichi seemed to have returned to that evening at the Akiba Villa again, when his husband touched his head with warm hands.
After practicing, the brothers went home laughing and laughing.
"gentlemen."
Qing Yi's eyes were red and he rushed towards Qing Chen like a wild horse.
But before he could take two steps, Yan Chunmi picked him up in his arms and carried him quickly towards the north: "Qingyi, the boss told me to protect you, but you can only do a disservice if you go here now."
Keiichi roared: "You are his subordinate, why don't you save him?"
There are hundreds of wild wolves and unknown enemies. No matter how powerful Qingchen is, there is no way he can survive.
Yan Chunmi said calmly as she walked: "This time... you and I are not qualified to intervene."
At this time, the Harrier had already noticed something was wrong.
She knew the identity of 'Zhou Cang', and she knew that he was Shadow's man, because Shadow had told him on the way here that she could cooperate with Zhou Cang on anything.
Therefore, Qingchen plays Zhou Cang and she doesn’t even know about it, so how do the people who are chasing Qingchen know about it?
Someone from the Qing family took action, and this person was probably Shadow.
In her opinion, there is a high probability that Shadow deliberately disclosed information to a certain force, which led to Qingchen being hunted down.
It’s just that Yan Chunmi is not sure why Shadow did this.
But there is another problem. If Shadow doesn't know about this, then this matter will be even more terrifying.
If all this is not the shadow's arrangement, it means that there is a more powerful force within the Qing family controlling all this.
The other party even instigated the rebellion of those around Shadow.
Under this situation, Yan Chunmi couldn't think of any possibility for Qingchen to survive, even if she went to help.
Anyone who can control hundreds of wild wolves must be at least A-level.
If you are an A-level person, you will not give up until you achieve your goal.
This is also the reason why Yan Chunmi has been hiding her identity in the mountain col. She understands the world of extraordinary people better and understands the level of this crisis better than anyone else.
Qingyi watched him and Qingchen getting farther and farther away, until Qingchen's back finally disappeared in the heavy snow, and gradually despaired.
If Qingchen really died in the snowy field, and the brothers in Akiye Villa knew that he was present but did nothing, I'm afraid they would be very disappointed with him.
When Qing thought that he would never see the smiling gentleman again, he suddenly felt as if someone had cut him in the heart, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
Song Niao suddenly said: "But we have to do something, right?"
Yan Chunmi shook her head: "There is nothing you can do. All you can do is continue to live according to his will... let's go."
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respite.
Running wildly on the snowfield consumes more energy than you imagine.
Qingchen looked back at the wolves behind him, only to find that the wolves had a very clear division of labor and took turns breaking through the snow.
The wolf at the front of the team tramples the snow firmly, so that the wolves at the back can relax more easily. Once the wolf at the front gets tired, there will be strong wolves behind to take over.
The wolves divided into three teams and marched together, giving Qingchen no hope of survival.
Qingchen roughly estimated the speed of the wolves and the distance between himself and the wolves.
Even if he uses a black sniper to kill wolves now, he can kill up to 89 wolves before being chased and surrounded by the remaining wild wolves.
When there are 112 wild wolves left, he will also die.
At this moment, Qingchen only felt two streams of heat suddenly evaporating in his waist in the winter.
That's the feeling of crazy adrenaline secretion.
life and death.
This was something Qingchen had not experienced for a long time, but at this moment, the young man was even a little excited.
He spared no effort in breathing, and the hot air in his chest and lungs spurted out from his mouth, and all his will controlled his body to the best of his ability.
Qingchen suddenly understood deeply why he always felt like something was missing in the mysterious world where virtue persuades people.
Knight's will.
The will between life and death!
What is the spirit of chivalry? Is it to be a good person? Is it to be loyal to one's lord?
No, that is the definition of knights by the Western power class in the world, not the knight organization to which Qingchen belongs!
The spirit of chivalry is only unyielding will and courage without regrets.
That's all they need when facing life and death.
This allows them to climb green mountains and cliffs even when they are ordinary people.
Qingchen suddenly laughed.
This long-lost feeling is so close.
In the mysterious world, he turned the unknown that the knights faced into a certainty.
But now, he felt that if he could survive this time, he must feel the real life and death in a down-to-earth manner.
Master Li Shutong once said that this is the farthest road among all the shortcuts in the world.
It's okay to take some detours, Qingchen can always come back.
But if this road is destined to end today, then Qingchen doesn't want to die in embarrassment.
There are no knights who die in embarrassment.
Only death from exhaustion.
Qingchen felt extremely happy.
Death, this is what knights are most familiar with.
At this time, Nai Ying, who had been hanging behind Qing Chen, suddenly heard his laughter and felt a little surprised.
He subconsciously looked around to see if anyone was ambushing him.
However, the snowfield is so empty and lonely, and the snow forest in the distance is like white needles sticking into the ground.
Here, there is no one to support the previous Inspector Qingchen.
But the next second.
The spy unexpectedly saw that Qingchen no longer ran away to the north, but instead turned around and came towards him to kill him.
Nei Ying was shocked.
He couldn't understand how the other party dared to fight back alone in the face of such a mighty pursuit?!
are you crazy?
However, when Neiying saw Qingchen's eyes, the young man had already returned to his original appearance.
In this wilderness, those violent and crazy eyes are like wild beasts rushing out from the depths of the forbidden land, looking for people to eat.
Qingchen raised his hand and raised his gun.
Before Qingchen could take aim, the spy had already made evasive maneuvers.
However, he immediately saw clearly that there was no firearm in Qingchen's hand. The other party compared his index finger and thumb to a pistol just to test his ultimate speed and strength level!
With just this evasive action, Qingchen already knew in his heart that this was a B-level genetic warrior!
No wonder the other party dared to hunt him down before the wolves, no wonder the other party dared to continue to respond in front of the inside in the mountain col!
Firearms are useless to a warrior of this level.
But Qingchen not only did not flinch, but his expression became even more ferocious!
In an instant, the two sides were in close combat.
Nei Ying took out the dagger and swung it away, but found that the moment he raised his hand, the young man suddenly moved away. The two sides were like two magnets with repulsive force, separated without any contact at all.
It was as if the boy had predicted his movements through the folds of his clothes.
And what surprised him the most was that, according to intelligence data, there was a high probability that Inspector Qingchen was level D, and a small probability that he was level C.
But the speed and power that the opponent unleashed at this moment were no longer comparable to those of ordinary C-level players.
Although my own hard power is still higher than that of my opponent.
But the young man's miraculous ability to predict things actually completely obliterated each other's awareness!
Nei Ying was furious and went to fight Qingchen.
But before he could get closer, he saw a playing card suddenly pulled out of thin air in his opponent's hand.
The playing card was sandwiched between Qingchen's two fingers, drawing an arc and heading straight for his heart and lungs.
Nei Ying raised his hand to block, but his slender fingers suddenly flicked, and the playing cards quickly spun and flew out of the gap in Nei Ying's block.
The distance between the two parties was too close, and the playing card seemed to be given life, forcibly passing through the gap of life.
It was as if Qingchen already knew the trajectory of Nei Ying's actions.
It cut a hexagonal snowflake into two smooth halves in the air, leaving a thin blood line on Ying's neck.
A drop of blood was brought out from the neck by the poker and splashed on another snowflake, changing the trajectory of the snowflake and falling on the snow like a bright red cinnabar mole.
Nei Ying slowly knelt down on the deep snow. He watched the boy kill him and then walk away with one blow, continuing to run away.
Even faster than before!
He couldn't understand why the other party did this?
Obviously he is a B-level genetic warrior. Even if the genetic warrior is at the bottom of the contempt chain of extraordinary beings, he should not be crushed by a C-level extraordinary person!
He was obviously being hunted and faced with a life-or-death situation. Why did the young man dare to turn around and kill himself first before continuing to escape?
The insider suddenly understood that the other party was telling all the pursuers that the other party was not a prey that could be manipulated by others.
If you want the other person's life, you have to trade it with your life.
too crazy!
Just to express an attitude, I sacrificed so much time to escape.
How crazy is this?!
Nei Ying slowly fell down on the snow.
At this time Qingchen already knew that this was not Shadow's person.
At first, Qingchen wondered whether Shadow had arranged such a good show in order for him to completely win over Qingyi's heart.
After all, only those under Shadow knew that he was playing Zhou Cang.
But now Qingchen is sure that the other party is not, because the other party never planned to explain anything when he faced death just now, and no one wants to continue to keep secrets after the drama is over.
If this was Shadow's person, it would have been clarified long ago.
Moreover, the other party's action style also feels inexplicably familiar.
The physical arts of the age of gods.
This is a person from the age of gods!
Qingchen sneered, things started to get interesting.
He raised his head and glanced at the snow forest in front of him, let the flame pattern of the breathing technique burn again, and using his will as fuel, he accelerated into the snow forest.
The wolves behind him finally caught up and followed him into the woods.
But just as the group of wolves in the middle followed and rushed in, an almost invisible transparent silk thread in the woods was as sharp as a knife and cut the wolves in half that had no time to stop them.
With just a snap of a finger, more than a dozen wild wolves died on the spot, and the bright red wolf blood dyed the snow red and melted it.
The person controlling the wolves seemed to be a little confused for a moment, but he did not hesitate for too long. The formation of the wolves turned from the long river into raindrops, spreading and seeping into the woods!