First Player Chapter 990

"Xiao Ying, go help Chaoyan." Su Mingan said.

"I can only get close to her and call her back. I can't intervene in a battle of this scale." Xiao Jingsan shrugged.

"Chaoyan... so strong?" Su Mingan originally thought that Xiao Jingsan and Chaoyan were on the same level.

"Look at the flames on her body." Xiao Jing pointed three fingers, and Chaoyan's body was covered with red flames that covered the sky and the moon. It was as red as blood and burned the sky like dusk.

"It was a flame at the cost of her life. For every price, there is no gain. She has always played with burning life, either her life will end first, or the enemy's life will end first." Xiao Jingsan's eyes The haze flashed across: "Master Angel, if you think she can't beat the tentacle monster, we can only pull her back and make a decision."

"You go." Su Mingan said.

"Okay." Xiao Jingsan was worried that Zou Yuqing would be by Su Mingan's side, so he pulled Zou Yuqing into the sky together.

On the sandy ground, Su Mingan sat in a wheelchair alone, looking at the magnificent flame.

Until the sound of footsteps stepping on the sand came from behind.

"...I have heard about the great name for a long time, and this is the first time we meet." Su Mingan said calmly without looking back.

The sound of footsteps paused for a moment, and then took a step closer.

The pitch-black hair fluttered with the sea breeze, and the star-shaped black bone nails reflected the firelight. The visitor stood side by side with Su Mingan, their figures stretched extremely long by the flames burning across the sky.

"...I've heard about the great name for a long time, and it's the first time we meet." The visitor responded with the same words.

Saying the same greeting, the two have completely different moods.

The sky is dark tonight, but the flames burn so brightly that the blue crescent moon in the sky cannot be seen. Su Mingan looked up and saw Su Wensheng's slightly dark black eyes.

"I guess, you are not reconciled to your own death, so you thought of a way to regenerate?" Su Mingan said.

"I won't do such a thing." Su Wensheng smiled.

Su Mingan looked sideways, the black-haired young man was smiling, revealing faint dimples, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"In my impression, you are already dead." Su Mingan said.

"Death is not the end." Su Wensheng said.

Su Mingan narrowed his eyes slightly:

"I smell the blood on your body... Did you kill those who coveted Shadow's body? Or did you help them divide Shadow's body?"

"I will not desecrate the corpses of heroes, so I punished them." Su Wensheng said.

"Why did you kill Ying?"

"To lure you over."

"Just for this? Did you kill him?"

"Yes." Su Wensheng replied with a smile.

Su Mingan felt that this petty Su Wensheng was completely different from the Su Wensheng he remembered.

"Are you the blackened version of Su Wensheng?" Su Ming'an said, "You have been reborn and lived a new life. Do you want to make everyone who looks down on you regret it?"

Su Wensheng frowned slightly, and he glanced at Su Mingan lightly:

"Do you judge that a person is black or white? Su Wensheng, a high school student who is willing to die in order to welcome the savior, is white? Su Wensheng, who dares to attack the savior, and even kill the savior's clone, is black?"

"No, you are too different from the Su Wensheng in my memory. He is a sunny and cheerful child, but you..." Su Mingan can clearly feel the difference, and there are almost two people before and after this.

Su Wensheng hummed a laugh from his throat when he heard this:

"Yeah?"

"But you were a sunny and cheerful child five months ago. Now you are also a darkened version of Su Mingan."

The coast is quiet.

Wow, the sound of the crashing waves was drowned in the silence, neither of them spoke.

The salty sea breeze hit Su Mingan's closed eyelids, and he suddenly said:

"Is Daju resurrected?"

Su Wensheng's pupils trembled, and his smile was obviously mixed with anger.

Su Mingan is asking—if you can resurrect, will you resurrect the dead orange cat?

The orange cat buried under the sycamore tree represents your past, your nineteen years of unwillingness and struggle, and the unburied justice in your heart. Now it is sleeping in the soil, but you wake up, will you break into the art classroom as before? Is your blood still hot?

Su Wensheng didn't answer him.

Under the blue crescent moon, Su Wensheng's back was facing a large dense halo, and a broken cold light flickered by his ears.

Su Mingan couldn't be sure that the smile on Su Wensheng's face was because he thought it was another person's past and had nothing to do with him. Still laughing... mocking my past self.

"Master Angel—I brought Chao Yan back!" A shout came from the sky, and Xiao Jingsan fell from the sky.

Su Mingan turned his head and saw that Su Wensheng had disappeared, as if Su Wensheng was just here to chat with Su Mingan.

A hot hug approached, Chaoyan's hair brushed Su Mingan's neck, she landed beside Su Mingan, her ten fingers resting on Su Mingan's shoulders, like a burning iron that was about to melt, soft and hot.

"It's...you..." Zhao Yan whispered, her breath was also hot.

"Get out of here first." Su Mingan said.

The tentacled monster raised its thick tentacles and charged towards this side. Zou Yuqing ignited the talisman and erected a defensive barrier, but it was interrupted instantly.

"What is the strength of this monster?" Zou Yuqing's face turned pale. After all, she was at the fourth level, and she couldn't resist even a single tentacle.

Seeing that the tentacles were about to smash her into pieces, Chao Yan suddenly turned around and swung her sword. The vermilion brilliance galloped out and collided with the tentacles, producing a violent explosion sound. In the next instant, the tentacles split apart, and Zou Yuqing escaped by chance.

After swinging this sword, Chaoyan's face became paler obviously, and her pupils seemed to be on fire, covered with bloodshot scarlet. Her breath became hotter and hotter, and her whole body seemed to be burned.

She stared into Su Mingan's eyes, and even though she was suffering physically, she smiled rarely:

"You...you're fine...just fine."

"Actually... I thought... I could fight..."

Her pupils were vermilion on the verge of shattering, hot and sincere.

Xiao Jingsan hung on the left armrest of the wheelchair, and Zou Yuqing hung on the right armrest of the wheelchair. The two of them were like two dried large intestines, floating in the air.

Chaoyan's body couldn't stand hanging like this, so Su Mingan could only hold her in front of him, her body was scalded like a branding iron, even through the clothes, Su Mingan still felt the pain of scalding all over her body. Her hot cheek was pressed against his shoulder, and her breath was extremely hot.

Su Mingan sucked in his breath softly, endured the pain, and let the wheelchair gallop faster. He could no longer care about the pain in his whole body, so he could only hold her steady to prevent her from falling.

She became like this to save him. In the last episode, she must have suffered more terrifying pain when she died—she fought until three o'clock in the morning, and finally died of exhaustion. Her pain was several times that of his. as much.

"It's okay, take it easy..." Su Mingan felt that she was still tense, and the heat on her body didn't drop by half. He calms her down by whispering relaxing words: “We've been so far away…you look back.”

Chao Yan turned her head slowly.

She saw the darkening sky, and the tentacle monsters slapped the sea angrily, but couldn't leave the sea to hunt them down. The water splashed a very high distance, almost touching the sky. The scarlet of the sky and the vermilion of the sea were mixed together, smashing the color of the water, like a broken starry sky.

Su Mingan suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder.

Chaoyan lowered her head, biting his shoulder, a trace of blood oozing out, but she smashed it a few times, felt that the taste was not right, and quickly stopped biting.

"What are you doing!" Xiao Jingsan roared angrily.

"Sorry." Chao Yan said, "I'm in a state...a bit out of control."

"I understand." Su Mingan said.

He looked at his palm, blisters had already been scalded, and the chest and thighs were also blood red, which was a sign of burns. He is in such pain, she must be in more pain than herself.

They galloped all the way to the nearest small city, and the wheelchair landed in a community. Since it was already midnight, most of the residents had already slept soundly, only a few lights in the community were still on, as if they were students who had studied hard all night.

"Her injury needs to be treated and a cold environment is needed." Xiao Jingsan checked Chaoyan's condition.

"There is no cold storage nearby, is an air-conditioned room okay? Or put her in the refrigerator?" Su Mingan said.

"In this case...it should be fine. We can only force our way into someone's house and borrow the air conditioner." Xiao Jingsan thought. Their group can be described as a gathering of heroes, they are also the false gods who killed Wright Angel in seconds, they are also the deputy head of the old Holy See, and they are also the witches of the Demon Cult. I am afraid that they will scare others.

"That's the only way to go." Su Mingan said.

"If...you don't cross the edge of the world..." Zhao Yan whispered, "You...you can't escape...the control...of the gods...cough, cough, cough..."

She coughed, and a few mouthfuls of blood fell on the ground, making a sound like scorching iron.

"Aside from killing the tentacle monster, is there any other way to cross the edge of the world?" Su Mingan tilted his head.

"No. But I can use this to collect more emotions, and then... I can become stronger, and maybe I can beat the tentacle monster." Asagao took out a hemp rope necklace.

Su Ming'an took a closer look—this is the old eyes!

He also has one, but he didn't expect Chao Yan to have one too. She was also collecting the three elements of becoming a god.

Su Mingan nodded: "I will help you."

Chaoyan shook her head: "To make me stronger requires a large amount of emotions. Dozens or hundreds of people are not enough, and many, many people are needed... And you can't wait, the gods may pull your consciousness back at any time, so you There is no way to resist."

Su Mingan remembered that at one o'clock in the afternoon, he would wake up in the room of the gods. At that time, he had already returned to his own body. That was a time point of failure.

"—then help you collect enough emotions before my consciousness is pulled back by the gods." Su Mingan said.

Zou Yuqing's eyes were a little confused: "Your Excellency, what are you going to do? This is very difficult, and we don't have enough influence."

"No. I have another identity... Now it's finally useful." Su Mingan said.

He took out the mask that Xinyue gave him, and the medal that the cloaked man gave him.

"What is this?" Zou Yuqing asked.

"Let me introduce myself, I am... the leader of the Human Self-Salvation Alliance, Tang." Su Mingan thought of the forty-fifth painting, the young man sleeping peacefully on the table.

"I'm also... the deputy director of the Urban Protection Department, Su Shize." He thought of the forty-sixth painting, the man who repeatedly practiced his voice in front of the mirror.

"I still have the memory of Ms. Su Lixian and Ms. Lin Yuzi, and I know the position of their institute alliance." He thought of the forty-seventh painting and the forty-eighth painting, the two ladies holding hands tightly.

"At the same time, I am also the real No. 1 dream patroller. There should be no one in this world who has more influence than me."

"The number one dream patrol?" Zou Yuqing murmured.

"It's the eldest prince Su Shaoqing you met." Su Mingan smiled.

In an instant, Zou Yuqing was dumbfounded.

She looked at Su Mingan in disbelief:

"It's you, Your Highness?"

"Master Angel." Xiao Jingsan somewhat disagreed: "So many identities are gathered on you alone, and if they are all disclosed...you will be in danger. Everyone thought that a person with the dual identities of a qualified person and a different species is a shadow, but now They found out that it was you."

"As Su Wensheng, you once exposed the white tentacles, and your alien identity has been finalized. As long as the Holy Alliance kills you, it is equivalent to killing the leader of the Human Self-Saving Alliance and the deputy minister of the Urban Protection Department. They will not do nothing. We can wait. , maybe there are other ways to release the control..."

Su Mingan's gaze sank slightly.

…there is none left.

have nothing left.

He knew that if he continued to let it go, Asagao would die at three o'clock in the morning.

He knew that if he continued to wait, his consciousness would be pulled back by the gods at one o'clock in the afternoon.

He knew that in just one day, many painful things would happen, Xiao Jingsan would be forced to become an accomplice of the gods, and Li Mingyue would be forgotten by him. So something has to change.

He knows...all the despair.

The hope in the eyes of Xiao Jingsan and others, in his eyes, is already impossible and established despair.

"Trust... me." Su Mingan could only smile.

He can't say anything.

Xiao Jingsan also wanted to persuade him. He felt that this method was too risky and might not be able to collect enough energy in time for Chao Yan to become stronger.

However, Zhao Yan smiled:

"Okay, I believe."

"I promised a very important person to learn to trust others. I trust you."

Su Mingan looked up: "Chao Yan, what is your ultimate ideal?"

Li Mingyue, Xiao Jingsan, and Chaoyan are all important people in this world.

Li Mingyue's ideal is to save the world. He witnessed the passing of the torch by fifty fire bearers, and sheltered Daoya City as the birth point for newbies.

Xiao Jingsan also wanted to save the world. The old Holy See he founded should be to establish a front, and many of his actions should also be explained.

But... Asagao?

Su Mingan knew almost nothing about her, what was her plan to save the world?

"My ultimate ideal?" Zhao Yan smiled slightly.

She lowered her head for a moment, as if in deep thought. Then he raised his head quickly, his brows and eyes curved, and the smile on his face looked extraordinarily warm:

"—destroy the world."

Chapter end

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