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One hundred and seventy-two chapters run(2/2)

Weak people cannot survive, but strong people, who bear greater responsibilities and receive more infamy, cannot live long either.

...it's hard to say who is luckier.

"I also hope to see you again." Su Mingan said, "But I want to go with you."

"No." The second commander who had been letting him show her decisiveness at this time: "We can't put you in a dangerous situation. The place I went to is too dangerous and I can't see you at any time."

"I'm not weak either." Su Ming'an laughed: "You saw it along the way, I have no problem protecting myself."

Along the way, many players playing the role of the revolutionary army suddenly rose up and attacked him, but he quickly suppressed them all, even before they even got the chance to attack in single or even positions.

Although he was affected by the cold, he was not like Qin Wang. He really had no strength and was as fragile as porcelain.

"you……"

"I know." Su Mingan said, "You are afraid of failure."

Shan Shuang looked at him, her eyes fluctuating a little.

"You are afraid that if the revolutionary army fails, what awaits you is the annihilation of the entire army..." Su Mingan said: "So, you want to leave a way for me to escape, so that if I don't see you coming to pick me up, at least you can still

There is no need to be sacrificed on the altar. But, Shanshuang, you have to understand that we have no way out. If, as you said, the revolutionary army really fails, I will not be able to run away no matter where I go - if it really is

At that moment, I would rather see the results of my experiment succeed."

Shan Shuang looked at him intently.

Her eyes are always clear and clear, never showing a hint of shyness like a little girl, as if perceptual emotions have never appeared in her. She will always think about the overall situation and will always move in a firm direction.

.

But now, Su Mingan saw hesitation in her eyes.

Putting it on her like this, it seemed a bit strange.

[NPC (odd and even) favorability: 70+10]

[Current Favorability Evaluation: Both are prosperous (Friendship Line)]

"Although my life is not long, I have seen too many people." Shan Shuang suddenly said.

She spoke calmly, but the content of her words seemed to be her last words.

"I have met many nobles." She said, her eyelids drooping slightly: "Their tone and demeanor reveal that they regard common people as dogs, and regard a person's bloodline as the only criterion for measuring a person's dignity.

, a very natural attitude.

To raise their profile, belittle others, and disrupt order... They use their broken and chaotic views to openly judge people and events, and then pass on this disgusting concept to them as a matter of course, just like a group of thugs, relying on their power.

, wanton criticism..."

"But you are really different." When she said this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at him:

"I used to think that any environment would shape a person. My difficult childhood shaped me into the paranoid person I am now. But now it seems... you seem to have never been polluted by the puppet army's environment.

millimeter.”

"Yes." Su Mingan nodded: "I admire him... he is indeed an extremely pure person."

Shan Shuang's eyes changed slightly.

She seemed to realize something from his voice.

But soon, her expression suddenly changed drastically. The next moment, Su Mingan saw her rushing towards him quickly, holding her shoulders like steel hoops, and then stretched out her hand——

At the same time, Su Mingan also heard Yueyue's voice coming from the Supervisory Eye:

【——Run quickly.】

He felt that the surroundings seemed a little quieter.

The grass blades swayed slightly and the birds were silent.

He saw a deep, wheel-like mark, extending from the thorn forest in the distance to the lawn here, with a little golden light, and the breath was bright and holy.

The water cracked and all living things died.

When he saw Shanshuang being knocked away and warm blood spilling onto his face, he felt someone suddenly hold his shoulder.

The force was not heavy, but the blood pattern etched on the shoulder seemed to be echoed halfway and began to sparkle.

In front of him, a warbler with silver eyes was staring at him.


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