Red light danced in her eyes.

That halo of light intertwined gently on her face, like a touch of ironing firelight.

The gem begins to crack.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed him away.

When she looked over, her eyelids opened and closed for a moment, like a river of stars flowing across the sky.

"...I have finished this life." She said: "...I have tried hard to finish this life."

Su Mingan suddenly sat down in the rain puddle and did not get up.

Violent hallucinations filled his vision. He gasped and his eyes were fixed on the smiling girl.

"I had a future. I... left traces."

She looked at him with a smile.

The fire light dances.

In the dark curtain of rain, the blazing light flashed for a moment, like a star that suddenly lit up.

…

From then on, she saw the meaning of pain.

Man's primary concern is not to gain pleasure or avoid pain, but to see the meaning of life.

...and she is trying to have this "meaning".

…

"Bang!"

…

As if caught in a sticky rhythm, he saw blood exploding in front of his eyes.

The brilliance shattered into tiny, jumping pieces of light, like crystal-like waves under the sea.

The blood-red, glass-like fragments shone before my eyes like the setting sun.

The blackness is gradually fading.

There was a clear sound of raindrops, and the raindrops mixed with blood rolled down from the girl's blood-stained cheek, and dripped on the cold ground.

The raindrops on her body finally fell to the ground.

Surpass the rumors and rumors, endure the scorching heat and cold winter.

…

Number of survivors: 2

…

The blood-red light rain fell slowly, and blood and rainwater flowed together.

Su Ming'an withdrew his gaze and turned around with some hesitation.

He was walking towards the tree.

Under the tree, he looked like a young man who had fallen asleep, with his head hanging down and a blood-stained sword in his arms.

As he approached, the young man's eyelashes with water droplets suddenly trembled suddenly, and then a ray of skylight popped out of his eyes.

The young man's face was pale, but his eyes were bright.

He coughed as if he suddenly woke up, and then said: "...Brother."

Su Ming'an's silent expression suddenly became vivid for a moment.

"You're not dead?" Although Su Mingan was mentally prepared when he saw the number of survivors, his tone was still almost hoarse when he spoke.

"...No, almost...cough, cough, cough, cough..." Mo Yan responded very weakly, and then started to cough up blood.

Bright red blood slid down his chin and mixed with the large blood flowers on his chest.

"That little girl Mizushima Kawaharu... Damn it, I won't call her a master from now on. What the hell... She didn't even bother to do anything to me, but she actually attacked my elder brother... Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough."

He cursed a few times, then was forced to stop and coughed up blood violently. Large areas of blood dripped onto his body, like a bloody map.

"Drink this." Su Mingan immediately took out the intermediate blood bottle.

The strengthening drug has no effect on Mo Yan at this time. Mo Yan is too weak at this time and the severe pain will directly torture the opponent to death.

In front of him, Mo Yan waved his hand.

"It's no longer useful...brother." He said dumbly: "Have you ever heard of the battle continuation skill?"

Su Mingan fell silent.

Combat continuation is an excellent skill praised by players as "having to drag a back before dying". It is a skill that allows the player to continue to act independently for a period of time after the player dies, and can kill the enemy that they think they have killed.

Caught off guard.

Obviously, Mo Yan was in this state at this time.

...Mo Yan is dead, his body has gone to inevitable collapse, and he can still speak now only because of the effect of his skills.

His life has truly entered a countdown.

"I understand." Su Mingan said, "How long will it take?"

"Three minutes." Mo Yan said.

Su Mingan looked away.

Mo Yan smiled: "It doesn't matter...it doesn't matter, brother. Originally, I ended up just to experience the legendary joy of dropping a san dungeon. If I die here, I can still see my brother...I'm actually very happy.

"

"You know, brother, when I first met you, I had a hunch... I'm afraid I'm lucky."

"I've been deceiving myself and refuting myself. I don't think a great god would be so approachable. A eldest brother can only be a eldest brother. If the eldest brother becomes a great god...can I no longer call him that?"

"No." Su Mingan said, "You can keep shouting, and you can do it in the future."

"...Well, it can be done in the future." Mo Yan said: "The next dungeon, the next world, and so many worlds in the future are all okay."

"How much longer?" Su Mingan seemed to have lost the ability to judge time and asked again.

"One minute."

Su Mingan nodded.

Mo Yan suddenly raised his head: "Brother."

"I am here."

"Can we form a team for the next dungeon?"

"no."

"...Ah." Mo Yan sighed: "I thought that in such a touching situation, eldest brother would agree to all my requests."

"The place I am in is very dangerous...it has always been dangerous." Su Mingan said: "In this dungeon, you are just being implicated by me. It doesn't have to be this difficult in the first place."

"...But what does that matter?" Mo Yan said, "Eldest brother is more important than me."

He said, reluctantly raising his hand and tapping it in front of his face.

"Wow!"

A lot of colorful props fell beside his legs.

He pushed it over little by little, initiated the gift application, and then piled these props and equipment in front of Su Ming'an like a hamster.

Then, he stretched out his hands, struggled to lift the big sword, which seemed a bit heavy to him at this time, and slapped it into Su Ming'an's hand.

"...brother."

The signature on the sword is now flowing like a stream of rain.

"Girls like Mizushima Kawaharu don't know anything at all and are nothing."

"Don't be crazy, brother, calm down."

"...and win."

Mo Yan's eyes at this moment were as clear and bright as winter snow.

The moist air is poured into the lungs and flows out of the trachea.

Su Mingan took the sword and smiled sadly:

"……good."

"I will save you."

He said.

Mo Yan's eyes showed confusion for a moment.
To be continued...