Chapter 13 Farewell in Time

Shey!

Attached to Mostima, the burning hell flame rushed to his hands crazily, constantly grinding the silver-gray blade of the chaotic crescent blade. However, under the continuous replenishment of the purple vitality, it sadly found that everything was useless!

"I, Mostima, will not lose to a humble human!"

Seeing that the body was about to be dismembered, the demon wings behind Mostima, completely composed of hell flames, were also turned into hellfire and joined the ranks of wrestling.

Boom!

Losing the devil's wings, Mostima fell from the sky in an instant and smashed the hard floor into a deep pit, which was dusty for a moment. Everyone, including Ye Wuyou, stared at the rolling smoke and dust, and everyone's hearts raised their voices.

It took only ten seconds from Ye Wuyou's sudden trouble to Mostima falling to the ground, but everyone felt as long as centuries. Now that the sight is blocked by the rolling smoke and dust, everyone is even more anxious.

"It's dissipated, the smoke is dissipating!"

Da! Da! Da!

However, before the smoke and dust had completely dissipated, a huge body loomed in the smoke and dust, and there was a heavy footsteps like a life-threatening charm.

"It's not dead?"

"How can there be nothing?"

"It's over, the iron fist is over, and my goddess is over!"

......

When everyone found that Mostima took the initiative to step out of the smoke and dust, their mood suddenly fell to the bottom. Although it was not them who failed, this touching battle, whether it was a powerful iron fist or the stubborn Qin Mengyao, won their respect.

Unfortunately, with the emergence of Mostima, all this has become a forgone conclusion.

"Have you reached the end?" Qin Mengyao stared at the ferocious Mostima, thinking that she would be afraid and tremble, but she didn't expect that at this moment, she was extremely calm. And what I am most worried about is that in addition to the future situation of my family, it is the question that has been pressing at the bottom of my heart: why should he... help me? I'm even willing to lose my life!

"Human, you are very strong!"

Mostima, standing on the edge of the deep pit, suddenly said a compliment inexplicably, and Ye Wuyou, who fell to the ground, also said inexplicably after getting up, "You are not bad!"

"Haha, the tone is quite loud!"

"Each other!"

Mostima suddenly stared at Ye Wuyou. The flames in his eyes suddenly dim. After a long time, he finally said, "The power you control is far stronger than you think. Balance and integration are the key to everything!"

Huh? Why did you tell me?"

"Thank you, because I'm finally relieved!"

Ye Wuyou did not answer, but resolutely turned around in everyone's surprised eyes. The only thing left for Mostima was the arrogant back and a deep question from the bottom of his heart, "Thank you?"

Just as everyone was puzzled, the pair of flames in Mostima's eyes suddenly went out without warning, and then a slight crack appeared in the center of his body, and a fiery red light came out of it.

Collapse!

Looking at Mostima's huge body being weathered little by little, everyone was surprised, but also more sincere joy and worship of Ye Wuyou's strength! You know, Mostima's strength is not much inferior to that of ordinary junior warlords.

People are so strange. Once your strength is too much higher than the other party, making him understand the insurmountable gap between the two sides, then there will be only worship and envy in his heart!

Wh! Wheops!

At this time, two metal cards with red light flew from the gradually collapsed body of Mostima into the counters on Ye Wuyou and Qin Mengyao's wrists respectively. Before they can see the harvest clearly, the two beams will be hooded!

buzz!

Returning to Table 1, the embarrassed Ye Wuyou suddenly felt a sense of collapse. When he looked at the counter on his wrist, the number on it had become 6100.

"1000!"

Qin Mengyao obviously found this value, so she couldn't help exclaiming that she died in the first level, but only got a metal card of more than 1,000. She immediately understood the strength of Mostima.

Thinking of this, the beautiful eyes looked at Ye Wuyou on the opposite side and was stunned. After a sound, she made up her mind and summoned up the courage to ask questions from the bottom of her heart, because she was afraid that when the wheel of fate ended, she would not have a chance to ask questions.

"Why did you... help me?"

"The problem is not with me. You should thank yourself."

After saying that, Ye Wuyou immediately poured one of the precious bottles of recovery agents into his mouth. Unexpectedly, the recovery agent immediately caused a violent reaction.

"What a domineering effect!"

Don't doubt it. This is a compliment, because Ye Wuyou doesn't worry about the strong effect of the medicine at all. He has always been worried that the effect of the medicine is not enough, because his power is enough to settle everything.

"Thank myself..." Qin Mengyao kept repeating this sentence. When she thought of Ye Wuyou's problem at the beginning, she finally realized that it was like this.

I don't know why. After understanding the reason, although she was relieved, there was a trace of lingering loss in her heart.

With a strange mood, she reluctantly turned the last wheel of fate. Looking at the wheel that gradually accelerated and slowly slowed down, she suddenly had an absurd idea: how good it would be if the wheel of fate would never stop!

Unfortunately, time will not stay because of anyone's will. The tenth result came out. The two of them were lucky enough to get a cherished material, and then they didn't have time to say goodbye. More accurately, Qin Mengyao's wishful farewell scene was transmitted by the beam of light.

Looking at the empty seat No. 1, the 97 crystal warriors present sighed. Who is stupid? From the rare dialogue between Ye Wuyou and Qin Mengyao, they probably guessed why the former sacrificed his life to save him.

Thinking of Ye Wuyou's strength and the feeling of repaying the blessings of a drop of water, some people who once had bad thoughts suddenly felt ashamed. More is admiration and worship!

This trip to the ruins, the legend of Iron Fist, will rise again after the massacre of the Eternal Night Star!

...............

buzz!

After a burst of white light, Ye Wuyou slowly opened his eyes and immediately found himself in a simple stone room. It is said that it is a stone chamber, but it is actually a little modest, because strictly speaking, this can only be regarded as a narrow cave. Except for a transmission array marked with an exit behind you, there is nothing else!

Through the entrance of the cave, you can clearly see a straight rock road extending to a ten-meter square round platform. After passing through the round platform, there are four rocky roads with the same structure above the magma, leading to four unknown caves respectively.

"Is this the third level?"

came to the strange third level. Ye Wuyou, who had not fully recovered, was not in a hurry to go out, but chose to medit in place in order to meet a new round of challenges in the best state. At the same time, the teleportation array behind him also made him feel relieved. At least in this way, she and some weak crystal warriors did not have to die in vain.

Thinking of Qin Mengyao, he couldn't help thinking of a childhood scene:

It was a cold winter. Due to corrupt officials, a batch of warm clothes that should have been truthfully distributed to orphans disappeared, causing hundreds of orphans to face the crisis of freezing to death.

However, a little girl about ten years old, accompanied by an adult, personally distributed warm clothes and food to the orphans. He clearly remembered that the little girl blushed and trembled in the cold wind, but despite the dissuasion of the adults, she still stubbornly persisted to the last scene.

"For so many years, she is still a stubborn girl!"

Qin Mengyao, in Ye Wuyou's heart, is just a hurried passer-by. When the kindness is over, the two have no intersection.

Wow!

With the help of medicine, Ye Wuyou, who returned to the peak state, felt refreshed and looked at the unknown way forward, and couldn't help fighting. The only pity for him is that the second fate wheel still has not been strengthened by the most urgent source crystal. As for the intention of the owner of the ruins, he has long stopped speculing, but enjoys the improvement brought by every battle. Although this improvement is not an increase in specific strength, he has indeed learned a lot since entering the ruins, and these things are no less helpful than precious combat skills!

"Let me see what's new in this level. Don't let me down!"

At the same time, Qin Mengyao, who was in another space and wearing milky crystal armor, hesitated to look at the transmission array in front of her. She knew that once she stepped in, she would no longer have any intersection with him, but if she continued, with her own strength, the only end would be a dead end.

Thinking of the arrogant back when she was in despair; Thinking of his hypocritical suitors who made great attention in the past but swept the snow in front of the door at the critical moment; Thinking of the fascinating figure in the battle... Although she knew in her heart that the other party was just to repay her kindness.

"Hey, Qin Mengyao, Qin Mengyao, your knight can't be his."

Qin Mengyao knew very well that she did not fall in love with that person because she was moved a little, and the other party would not put herself in her heart. I want to see him again, but... I just want to say thank you to him.

"Thank you!"

When the transmission array started, it not only took away Qin Mengyao, but also took away the farewell that had not been left in the bottom of my heart.