In front of Zhou Yuan was a woman with a perfect face.
This woman is not from an outside world, but a Xia native through and through.
At this moment, her bright eyes were flashing with a sense of anger, or in other words, a kind of resentment.
The woman stared at Zhou Yuan with a cold face, as if she had endless hatred for him.
at this time.
The woman wiped the blood from her mouth and once again pulled out a sharp blade from her uniform. Judging from her attitude, she was ready to fight Zhou Yuan to death.
Zhou Yuan frowned.
"She did the same move very well. If I remember correctly, this is the second time that she found someone to imitate her." Zhou Yuan was filled with anger.
It was obvious that the woman in front of him was not Wuji.
Zhou Yuan then said to the communicator: "Qiangwei, Hanxue, please pay attention, Wuji may have entered the Bloody Rose from other places."
Bai Qiangwei replied: "Understood!"
Zhou Yuan said nothing, raised his eyes, and looked quietly at the woman in front of him, with endless resentment on her face.
Zhou Yuan put down the short blade in his hand and said to her: "The Bloody Rose has existed for a long enough time. Deep down in your heart, you probably don't want to do anything for her. Put down your knife and I will take you home."
The woman did not move, her face full of hatred.
Her fists were clenched tightly, and her chest was rising and falling due to her violent breathing.
At this time, she said: "Home? What is home? In my eyes, there is no home for a long time. You can't protect yourself today, so what qualifications do you have to say these things in front of me?"
Zhou Yuan turned his head and glanced at his left shoulder, which had suffered some damage in the explosion just now.
Afterwards, Zhou Yuandao said: "The ammunition you fired just missed, just like your heart. Let me ask you, what is your name? I see your eyes are full of hatred, why exactly?"
"I believe that deep down in your heart, you still long to return to Kyushu and reunite with your friends."
Finished.
Zhou Yuan threw the sharp blade in his hand to the ground and raised his hands.
Zhou Yuan continued: "After wandering outside for so long, it's time for you to go back. I want to talk to you."
Zhou Yuan's words made the woman slightly stunned.
Perhaps she was so undecided deep down in her heart that she didn't know how to make a decision at this moment.
And taking advantage of her inner confusion, Zhou Yuan asked her: "What's your name?"
"Liu Xiaoyuan." She replied.
Madoka?
When he heard this name, Zhou Yuan thought for a while.
Then he remembered and said, "I remember your name. Qiangwei once mentioned to me that if they can't go back, Wuji will kill you. Are you the Madoka that Qiangwei said?"
Liu Xiaoyuan trembled and nodded gently.
But she never let go of her guard against Zhou Yuan.
"Are you still alive?" Zhou Yuan was a little surprised.
"Do they all think I'm dead?" Liu Xiaoyuan asked back.