Some people say that death is the end of life. The body becomes clay and the soul enters the wheel. After experiencing all this, life as a form of existence should end.
This sentence was said by a human being. There are not only human beings in this world.
——Naiya said to herself while watching
"Kacha!"
The crisp sound of mechanical combinations echoed in the car filled with the smell of disinfectant. One long and one short ponytail, a smart black jacket, and a close-fitting breathable bra with only two band-aids to avoid friction.
Under the side bangs, the blue prosthetic eyes moved dexterously, and the bottom of the eyes assisting the owner to tidy up reflected the black boots with white soles. The arm cannon, which was a circle larger than before, skipped the black denim shorts that only reached the thighs, and the soles of the shoes.
Tongbai's belt was filled with various magazines and throwing weapons.
After finishing dressing up, Yun Luoyan reached into the bottom of the pillow, took out a gold-plated iron necklace with badly painted paint, and solemnly put the sycamore leaf in the center into her almost non-existent chest groove.
"hiss……"
Just standing up from the hospital bed, such a simple movement made Yun Luoyan feel a sharp pain. Yun Luoyan blinked her eyes, shook away the painful tears from the corners of her eyes, and continued to walk out of the carriage.
"My dear...I recommend that you, sister, take a rest..."
Beside the carriage door, Liu Yexiao, a black-eyed man holding a sickle, timidly raised his head and persuaded Yun Luoyan with only the upper half of his head exposed.
"..."
Yun Luoyan had a cold face. The pain had caused her to lose the strength to speak. She swayed and moved forward. In Liu Yesiao's eyes, the figure gradually overlapped with the back of the man with beautiful red pupils.
The same unbearable pain and the same lack of hesitation. From this perspective, it can be said that it is inevitable that Yun Luoyan and Lin Shuwen will be interested in each other.
"If similar people don't dislike each other, then they will most likely be attracted to each other. If they end up together, they will be very close like us, my Xiaoer."
"Is this a confession? Another me~"
"Stupid...idiot! I'm just expressing my feelings!"
Liu Yexiao, who was talking to himself, returned to his dark-eyed personality mode, with the corners of his mouth raised, and the fingers covering his cheeks sinking deeply into his skin, showing his sinister nature.
"But it's a shame she can move... Although I don't know what method Lin Shuwen used. Humans generally don't have strong willpower, but they can't withstand mustard particles, even if Lin Shuwen has part of his own body tissue as a container...
…”
The red pupils reappeared, and Liu Yesiao's character looked at Yun Luoyan who was about to arrive in the carriage, shaking his head and talking to himself.
"That man, for a human being, is too "saint", right?! Not only did he extract a part of his body with dark elements to sew her damaged internal organs, he also made a piece of bone..."
Having said this, Liu Yexiao glanced at the Miao Changdao on his back. The black blade was three feet seven inches (about 123 centimeters). The guard was a solid black flame burning only on one side.
There are vaguely beating bright red lines, which are meridians that are still "alive".
"Tell her, this knife was made by that man using a section of his right arm bone, including using dark element mimicry to heal the injury and making the knife this time. For the sake of accuracy, he did not use anesthesia during the whole process and made it for her while he was awake.
They are obviously not a couple yet, no, even if they are a couple, they can do this..."
Liu Yesiao's personality began to waver a bit. She had seen and experienced too many human beings before and after the trance, except for the brain.
Lin Shuwen is the only one who is sick and can do this for someone who is not his own flesh and blood or a close relative.
While thinking, the trembling Yun Luoyan had already walked to the carriage door. Liu Yexiao, who had dark eyes, turned slightly sideways and took out the Miao Changdao with a five-pointed star pattern on the handle from behind.
"Brother Lin Shuwen made this for you with his own hands, no, with his own bones. He asked me to tell you: "The blue flame shooter must have his own saber."
Liu Yesiao put down his sickle, held the Miao Changdao with both hands, and handed it to Yun Luoyan, whose body began to tremble.
"Use...your own bones?"
"Well, he used dark elements and mustard particles to create new bones. Just like the tissues used to sew your fragmented body, they were all made with his own body based on the power of the "cornerstone" of dark elements.
.”
Liu Yexiao paused and then said:
"In order to ensure accuracy, he did not use anesthesia during the entire process."
Yun Luoyan unconsciously reached out and touched her heart. Her clear black pupils and crystal prosthetic eyes were beating. She lowered her head and felt the pulsing sound of her body getting louder and louder. A kind of weight of life filled her body.
her nerves.
She raised her head and looked at Miao Changdao in front of her, and she heard the pulse coming from the veins on it.
In a trance, the two pulsating sounds of the knife and her body gradually acquired a tone. The melody called "Canon", at this moment, used life as an instrument to play in her body.
("Canon" means pattern, consisting of two parts that are constantly chasing each other to form a melody. Finally, the two parts merge and enter a gradual resting chord, but the end is actually the beginning. When the gradual resting chords are connected to the beginning
The breeze, a new spiral begins~)
""Canon"..."
Yun Luoyan stretched out her hand and grasped the handle of Miao Changdao. The two pulses chasing each other merged together at this moment, and gradually stopped together with her pain.
She knew that although she could no longer hear it, a new spiral had begun again, which would mean that she and him would continue to support each other.
"Thank you... Captain Jiuqi."
Putting the Miao Changdao into the dagger storage folder on his waist at an angle, Yun Luoyan bowed to Liu Yexiao to thank him, then turned and walked towards the exit of the camp.
"What are you going to do?"
"Participate in the last mission of "Indus"."
"I thought you were looking for him."
"The voice in my body tells me we will meet there."
Yun Luoyan turned her head, with an ignorant girl's smile on her lips. However, Liu Yexiao picked up his sickle.
"Then, can we wait for a while before going?"
"Kabeng..."
Subconsciously pulling the trigger of the arm cannon, Yun Luoyan clearly smelled a hint of warning.
"According to Miss Er's arrangement, the remaining 985 combatants formed a joint force and followed a certain route to the center of Xushan Mountain for a decisive battle with Dameng. After transporting the wounded, the "Haizhi" team dispersed and fought with Dai Meng.
The captain-level combat capabilities are the same. They will wait at a suitable location and cooperate with them to fight when the time comes."
Liu Yexiao turned the sickle, walked from the carriage to Yun Luoyan, and continued:
"And we, the "Christmas Rose", stayed in the camp to monitor the actions of the traitor "Jin Ming", and contacted Xu Feng at all times through the portable core communication left by the second lady, in order to speculate on Damon's back-up plan based on the actions of "Jin Ming". As for insisting on
As you stay on the battlefield, the common opinion of the eldest lady and the second lady is...
"
"Gudong..."
Liu Yexiao, who was 1.58 meters tall, moved closer to Yun Luoyan, who was 1.59 meters tall. His warm breath slapped the back of Yun Luoyan's neck, giving her goose bumps.
"If you can fight, follow my command. If you can't fight, contact Qianhe for remote teleportation to keep you alive... Ah la ah la~ Sister, you are really loved and cared for by many people~"
Putting his palm on Yun Luoyan's shoulder, his dark pupils reflected the blue light of his prosthetic eye, Liu Yexiao muttered to himself silently:
"It's still far from enough..."
Boredly, he let go of Yun Luoyan's shoulders. After solving his personal quirks, Liu Yesiao put the sickle behind him and turned towards the camp where only three vehicles and a few boxes of supplies were left.
"So, how do you want to command me?"
Yun Luoyan maintained her fighting posture, waiting for Liu Yexiao's instructions.
"I hope you can stay here, sister. If the things I'm worried about don't appear, I will let you go to the front line at the appropriate time."
Liu Yesiao tilted his head back and answered Yun Luoyan's question playfully.
"If they appear, I will also send you to the front line at the appropriate time."
"What's the meaning?"
"Damon also has eight mercenary teams, about thirty "Shadow Hunters". Any one of these people is a strong enemy at the captain level like you. Although I can believe in your individual combat capabilities, but
I hope you can understand the purpose of Second Miss bringing the remaining 985 ordinary soldiers to the front line."
Yun Luoyan looked at his arm cannon. If he used himself as a benchmark, even with such a captain-level combat capability who had just recovered from a serious illness, he could kill at least thirty in one attack or when facing ordinary combatants who were not part of a team.
And escape unscathed, as long as the supplies are sufficient...
"If you want those 985 ordinary soldiers to survive, you must try to reduce uncertain factors as much as possible. Even if a captain-level combatant who has just recovered from a serious illness is running around, it will lead to huge unnecessary sacrifices at this juncture."
"If the weak want to survive by killing the strong, they must rely on other things. This is also one of the main goals of Second Miss and us coming to Xushan several months in advance."
Liu Yesiao acquiesced in Yun Luoyan's judgment. She waved her sickle in the air and explained the details of her commander's preparations.
Not far away from her, "Serval Cat" Wu Xin, who had just washed his hair, was holding a thatch root leisurely in his mouth. He was so frightened by this scene that he dropped the saber in his hand.
"Bang!"
A bullet was fired from the handle of the knife. "Nine Eight" Beiqing Zhi, who was tapping the computer in front of him, glanced at "Serval Cat" speechlessly. His eyes seemed to be saying some fragrant words.
At the outermost edge of the camp, "Die" Wen Yu and her team members stared at the huge cemetery in front of them, with thousands of sparse graves.
In Wen Yu's mind, this meant that at least 900 zombie-like things would appear out of nowhere and attack Lan Ruxin and Ye Lanxin's combined forces from behind.
They may even rush out of Xushan and break into the territory of China.
"team leader."
"It's too late to dig. Let's scatter all the corrosive powder on the grave. Then we'll meet up with Xu Feng and the others. This place... will be left to that "Jiu Qi" for the time being."
An uneasy premonition filled Wen Yu's heart. With a solemn expression, she walked with the team members to the cemetery that was about to become the "Undead Barracks", muttering apologies silently while doing a meager job.
If there is one less, then there will be one less.