Cheng Qianxun immediately closed her eyes, and when she opened them, her body was covered by a pool of cherry blossom petals.
"Here we come."
She raised her head, smiled, and said softly, "I can finally see you alive again."
The black-winged angel didn't speak, just looked down at her, just like before.
"It's not easy to live."
She let out a long sigh, stretched out her hand, picked up the pink and white cherry blossom petals in the pool, and said to herself: "The cherry blossoms are as bright as fireworks.
I hope my life will not be like the cherry blossoms." short."
The black-winged angel said slowly: "It is also a symbol of love and hope."
He spoke, and Cheng Qianxun smiled brighter and brighter, as if he felt a sense of accomplishment: "But the underworld doesn't need love, it only needs hope."
What Sneed said to her at the door must not be a secret.
There seemed to be countless pairs of eyes and ears everywhere watching the comings.
The angel didn't speak, so Cheng Qianxun looked up at him.
To be honest, his tall body gives people a sense of oppression, and his all-black outfit gives people a sense of majesty and solemnity.
When he is still, he looks like a statue carved out of black rock.
Others might be afraid, but Cheng Qianxun felt an inexplicable sense of security.
"You should not contradict the servants of Satan."
After a while, the black-winged angel finally spoke again.
The conflict probably refers to Sneijder's resurrection.
She also told the truth helplessly: "What should I do?
I don't want to see Sneijder die.
He has always taken good care of me.
He is a good person.
In fact, helping him is also helping myself."
He raised his head and looked up with a smile: "Every test of life and death is also a test of my conscience.
I worry that one day I will risk everything to survive, just like Rudolf, forgetting the basic principles of being a human being.
If people don't behave like human beings Well, what’s the difference between that and a beast?
It’s even worse than a beast.”
Another long wait.
Angel seems reluctant to speak.
Cheng Qianxun could only speak for himself first, gently stroking the petals on the water's surface.
The petals of this cherry blossom were very small, but they could be piled up to achieve the most gorgeous and spectacular effect.
She murmured softly: "I really don't know when I will die.
When I get to the end, dying is a kind of relief.
But I found that the people who died on the stairs died more and more miserably.
I don't know what I will do."
How can I survive if I die like this?”
"Oh, right" she remembered something.
He said very apologetically: "I gave that feather to my teammates, don't you blame me?"
Thinking of Zhang Ruoshan when she died, she was so young that people would sigh.
Cheng Qianxun said with regret and sadness: "I am very sad that she died.
I really didn't want to see her alone, so I gave her the feather so that she would have something to accompany her after her death.
Wouldn't she Scared.
Something strange.
Did you see that feather?
So thank you for not letting me stab her head."
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The angel didn't speak or respond.
He was really like a god, quietly listening to everyone's prayers, just listening.
Whether it's joy or pain, just listen quietly.
Cheng Qianxun turned to look at the angel eagerly: "Can you give me another one?"
After a while, the angel replied briefly: "Not now."
"No?"
Cheng Qianxun sighed regretfully.
Then his eyes widened.
Looking at the broad black wings behind the angel and around his body, hoping that another one would fall.
The angel seemed to tremble slightly, as if smiling.
Maybe, maybe not, he rarely reveals emotions.
Maybe it was just an illusion.
It was true that no feathers were floating down anymore.
She smiled bitterly and said: "Then I hope I have a chance in the future.
It seems that your feathers don't fall out often."
The black-winged angel began to retreat slowly.
As if to leave.
She asked: "Are you leaving?"
The angel didn't answer, and continued to retreat, as if he was getting farther and farther away from her, so he quickly asked: "What should I do next?"
But the angel didn't answer, so she quickly added: "I must come again in the future."
The huge figure of the angel seemed to disappear into the thick black fog, disappearing quietly without a trace.
The angel left, leaving her alone again With a bit of melancholy, Cheng Qianxun slapped the water with his hands in various ways, causing the petals to scatter in all directions.
Muttering to himself: "Is it because I'm boring, that's why he doesn't like talking to me?"
Suddenly, from the direction where the angel disappeared, his voice came from the darkness: "Recall what I said before."
Cheng Qianxun suddenly raised his head and looked at the darkness in shock.
He did not see the angel's figure, but only heard the magnetic and majestic voice with a slight echo. . .
The angel just said one sentence without any further prompts.
Did the words she said before refer to what the angel said before setting off last time?
So she tried to recall it, as if she had to decide who was the strongest first.
Maybe someone new will join tomorrow.
It's hard to imagine that someone stronger than the current teammates will appear.
It’s really exciting It's time to sleep, although after reaching this level, all the energy has been restored.
But I was still tired, not physically, but mentally.
Very tired, very tired, she closed her eyes. . .
The hot spring bath turned directly into a big bed covered with silk.
She lay on it, regardless of whether her body was still wet.
Anyway, she should enjoy life as much as possible and enjoy it hard.
"Get up, get up, a wonderful day has begun.
Keep working hard today... click, click, click..."
The harsh voice was interrupted by a burst of manic and continuous gunshots, and the person was spitting and shouting.
The big red mouth was hit on the wall by a sudden rain of bullets, and holes were made on the surface along with the wall.
After a round of bullets were fired, Cheng Qianxun, whose eyes were bloodshot, standing with one foot on the carpet beside the bed and one foot on the silk bed with a machine gun on his leg, angrily threw away the gun in his hand.
Smoking machine gun.
He walked towards the door naked.
When he reached the door, he was already wearing sweatshirts, pants and light running shoes.
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After opening the door, the other four male teammates came out one after another.
No one wants to keep other teammates waiting, and if they are late, they may make others laugh at them.
The manager smiled broadly and said, "Please wait a moment for others to come out."
We also really wanted to get to know the other people who wanted to join, so everyone stood at the door and waited.
After waiting for a while, a door opened, and a man wearing a body armor, a headband, and a gun in his hand came out of the room like he was filming a police movie.
"Hey, man" Gordon immediately raised his hands and shouted subconsciously: "Be careful, what are you doing?"
After the man looked around warily, he put down the gun in his hand and panted slightly.
Everyone looked at this man suspiciously.
Is it that exaggerated?
"That's the kid..."
Before the man could finish speaking, another door opened.
He immediately stood ready and raised his gun sharply.
A head came out first.
After seeing it clearly, everyone laughed.
It was a highly realistic plastic head.
After a while, the person at the door felt okay, so he threw away the plastic head and slightly poked his head out.
What was funny was that he came out carefully holding an anti-explosion shield.
"He hasn't come out yet," said the person who came out first.
After hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to relax his vigilance.
It seems that these two people are not weak.
They are strong and strong, but how can they be so scared that they even need a set of equipment before they dare to go out.
Rudolf heard the implication.
He wore the polite smile of a mysophobic middle-aged widower.
This smile confused many people he killed before: "I'm sorry, that person, isn't he terrible?"
The man wearing a bulletproof vest took a deep breath: "This kid is simply a devil."
Seeing the manager's eyes widen, Cheng Qianxun immediately said: "Mortals are mortals after all.
Does he have three heads and six arms?"
Just as the man in the body armor was about to say something, a door opened.
Seeing the two men staring nervously at the door that was opening with a creak, as if they were ready, everyone also became nervous.
The door opened, and a figure was illuminated by the light inside the door.
The figure was so long that it was projected on the opposite door.
Then the figure slowly shrank, and the person was walking towards the door. . .
No one dared to breathe.
When all eyes were focused on the man walking outside the door, everyone was stunned except for the two men who came out behind.
He was a little boy who originally thought he was a strong man with a figure like Regel, someone who wouldn't dare to underestimate him at first glance. . .
But it was a boy who came out.
It was really a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, not yet developed.
He is half a head shorter than Cheng Qianxun, with blond hair, blue eyes, and fair skin like a boy's.
She looks like an angel, with a few light freckles on both sides of her nose, adding a bit of playfulness and innocence.
Cheng Qianxun was also stunned.
These were the other two "boys" who were at the same level as them and had experienced life and death tests that men feared.
This kid stood there, smiling more and more like an angel, which was a bit out of tune with the somewhat dark tone here.
He stretched out his hand, wanting to shake it in a friendly way, and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Jeffrey, nice to meet you."
Even his voice was childish and had not changed yet.
This is so funny.
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Is there something wrong with the two grown men?
Are they allergic to the sweet young lady?
It is true that some are allergic to transvestites.
No matter how beautiful the transvestite is, they will vomit at the sight of them.
When everyone was really thinking about how to say hello, the man in the bulletproof vest suddenly shouted: "Danger" and then fell to the ground with a very standard posture.
The other man held up a shield to cover his body and squatted down, shrinking his entire body under the thick explosion-proof shield.
Before he could figure out the situation, long flames suddenly burst out from the sleeves of this angelic boy's outstretched hands, like a flame gun, and the scorching fire snake rushed toward his face.
Everyone was caught off guard and watched as the dazzling red flames rushed towards them in less than a second: