Holding his head in frustration, Nangong Wenchu said with some dejection: "But with these five people, I really can't think of any perfect plan that can allow us to safely carry out the next battle. Besides... besides, who else is there?"
You know, after the next battle is over, will there be another one? If so, what can we do?"
He Lian Shuiruo looked at the worried Nangong Wenchu with two bright big eyes and couldn't help but burst out laughing. Then despite Nangong Wenchu's confused look, he still smiled happily and asked
Nangong Wenchu said: "Nangong Wenchu, tell me, what are you worried about?"
"I'm just worried...worried that one of us will lose..." Looking at Helian Shuiruo's shining eyes, Nangong Wenchu was inexplicably afraid to look directly, so he looked away and continued: "I'm afraid
We can't hold on..."
"No, Nangong Wenchu, these are not what you are most worried about." Helian Shuiruo looked at Nangong Wenchu reluctantly, his voice was soft but unquestionable: "What you are most worried about is that someone will die in the battle.
, and that person is not you."
Nangong Wenchu looked at Helian Shuiruo in front of him in shock, but still said stubbornly: "What nonsense are you talking about..."
"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, Nangong Wenchu, don't you know best in your heart?"
Helian Shuiruo's shining eyes looked at Nangong Wenchu, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly: "Nangong Wenchu, don't think of me as a fool. I am a woman, and my mind is the most sensitive and delicate. I can understand your thoughts.
.But Nangong Wenchu, have you never thought about it? In fact, you should not feel that you are the one who deserves to die."
Having said this, Helian Shuiruo smiled again, but with a unique warmth and thoughtfulness: "Nangong Wenchu, now that you have come here, ask yourself, who is not determined to die?
How about continuing to move forward? But..."
Helian Shuiruo looked at Nangong Wenchu and continued with stern eyes: "But why do you Nangong Wenchu decide that you are the one who deserves death? God has its own arrangements in the dark, life and death, wealth and honor.
In the sky. Even if you are a relative of Nangong Yueyao, even if you are the one who makes suggestions and arranges the army, so what? Who stipulates that you must be the one who deserves to die? "
"Helian Shuiruo, please stop talking..." Nangong Wenchu couldn't help but want to interrupt Helian Shuiruo: "You don't understand anything, you don't understand."
Helian Shuiruo smiled slightly, raised his hand and smoothed his hair at the temples, exuding a different kind of beauty in his every move.
She glanced at Nangong Wenchu and couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Nangong Wenchu, do you really think you have buried your thoughts from everyone? Do you and I really don't understand?"
"Nangong Wenchu, stop deceiving yourself. I'm obviously not wrong. You have always thought that if someone among the five people dies, then you are the one who should die the most. But Nangong Wenchu, how is this possible?
Woolen cloth?"
Helian Shuiruo picked up a piece of grass on the ground, and then whispered to Nangong Wenchu: "I just said, Nangong Wenchu, since we came here, we have already prepared to die.
Prepare. But now, you are thinking alone, it should be you. How is this possible? "