Chapter 887 Re-persuasion

Looking at the long yellow sand in the desperate desert ruthlessly swallowing up the lonely city, the heart of the night was as cold as a piece of ice. In fact, in this vast world, just like this desert, people are indifferent and more poisonous than the most poisonous scorpion in the desert. How lonely is the lonely city standing on the desert? This is the last oasis in the world, but it is still swallowed up by ruthless things in the end? Is this fate or some kind of prophecy? Fate and despair rule the world, predicting that lonely people will eventually die?

In this long yellow sand, the night can't find the answer.

After that, the king of ink has to run around to make a living. He deals with the soil for a few gold coins. It seems that he is no different from this yellow sand.

The place where he will work at night is a small garden. He has to take care of half of the flower garden alone. Because there are people, he can't use the shadow split openly. He can only weed, water and carry by himself patiently...

A row of fine sweat appeared on his busy forehead, and he looked back and saw a familiar face.

"Bunc!"

October rushed up directly, and his hands tightly hooked the night's neck. Regardless, he did not care that the night was carrying the flower pot in his hand. If it hadn't been for the night's feet to accurately cushion the flower pot, the flower pot would have been broken.

He felt that his neck was wet, and he knew that the pony monkey couldn't help crying.

He patted Ye on the shoulder and whispered, "Well, your uncle finally let you down. You should be happy. Why did you cry?"

"555...... Don't you hate him?"

"No matter how much I hate him, he is also a pure father, your uncle, isn't he?"

"But I hate myself. Why is there such an uncle that I can't come to see you... You don't know how worried I am about you these days. I'm afraid that you can't figure it out and do terrible things.

Touched Ye's heart, she picked a rose and put it on October's head, and then kissed his earlobe. She found a clean place to sit down. Regardless of everyone's observation, she let October sit on her lap.

There was no trace of shyness in October. She stopped talking, and finally she couldn't help talking, but she heard the general ask, "How's your sister's health?" Unfortunately, I didn't get the fire of nine turns of chaotic fire. Hey, it's a fateful tragedy!"

There was a trace of loneliness on October's face and said, "In order to let her uncle let go of the other sisters, Sister Chunchun promised him not to take a step in the city of the sky in the future. She sheds tears secretly every day, and her whole body has become very thin. However, for the sake of her children, she forces herself to eat a lot every day... Half of it was spit out, and the other half turned into tears.

He buried his head in October's chest and was deeply sad: What can he do to save his beloved now?

This question has been lingering in his mind these days.

October summoned up the courage again and said, "There is one more thing. I know you will be angry when you hear it, but I still want to tell you. I begged my mother and uncle for a long time, and he finally agreed that if you don't care about the past, forget the hatred, join the elves of light, and you will be his only heir in the future. He will immediately release the elders imprisoned in the cemetery, and it will not be difficult for them... Will you go back to the City of the Sky with me? Chunchun, she really needs your care. How eager she is to see you again?

He pinched Ye's fists and bones, and his face was blue. He wanted to be angry, but he was afraid of hurting the person he loved in his arms. He put up with it and said gently, "What if I don't agree?"

Seeing that the general night in October did not immediately refuse resolutely, he saw a glimmer of hope, he said, "If you don't agree, my uncle said that as long as Chunchun leaves, he will kill you, because if you don't die, he will feel at ease. Jiang Ye, please... I really don't want to leave you..."

After saying that, her tears flowed out again.

The night is furious, and there are stormy waves in his heart, but in front of women's tears, he is unwilling to let his women shed more tears.

He patted her gently on the back, stood up and said, "You go back first. After I think about it, I will tell you after I think about it... Remember to take good care of Chunchun and tell her that I will definitely save her and the child in her belly and tell her not to cry..."

Jing Ye didn't know why he said that, but that's what he said. He said he would definitely save Chunchun.

October had already felt the anger in her man's heart. She kissed the night and left reluctantly.

Jiangye's heart was completely messed up. In just three days, someone persuaded him four times, and each time he couldn't bear to refuse. He found that his mind was in a mess, as if four people were pulling himself in four directions to divide himself.

In the evening, in order to make himself clean, he subconsciously went to a very cold place and came to Tianlong Snow Mountain with his thoughts.

Sitting alone on the ice throne, looking at the sad ruins in the realm of fantasy, he held Ye's hands on his head, frowned, and thought painfully in his heart: If he retreats, his heart will always be uneasy, and even if he lives in seclusion, he will not be happy. If you take revenge through the dark forces, you will be used by others, and you will never see purity and October in your life. If he becomes the king of the world and counterattacks the Sky City, he will drag down more people and make more people die innocently. And if he obeys the City of the Sky, then Gonu will never pay attention to himself, and she will always be sad. And if he does nothing and lives cowardly and watches his elders and friends die silently in the city of the sky, then he knows that all the women will leave him one day, because he can't protect anyone.

Xuan gently climbed to his shoulder and said faintly, "Oh, the scenery has changed so much in just a few days?"

Xuan is also deeply sad. Although he is a happy turtle, he has also become a sad person at this time, and he will be sad to death.

"Would you like a cigarette?" Shan Yun appeared beside the night in time, sat on the frozen throne, and raised his legs.

Raise your head at night: "Give me one!"

Xuan also raised the turtle on Ye's shoulder. Head: "Give me one too!"

A minute later, holding the magic firearm, Xuan said angrily, "Damn, even God is playing tricks on me. Damn it, why can't I catch fire?"

Zang Ye and Shan Yun looked at each other with a smile on their faces. They knew that Xuan would be a pistachio at any time.

"Let me do it!"

He snapped his fingers and lit a cigarette for Xuan! Then, he spit out a smoke ring and said, "My heart, what do you think?"

Shan Yun looked at the distance, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned: "Look at the world in the distance. Although the city of the ink is gone, you are still the king of the ink, and you are still their spiritual leader. They will record everything about you in the future and become a history that will never change. Therefore, because you are the king of the ink, you can't stay out of the world. Because you are the king of the ink, you can't cooperate with the devil, because those little people don't deserve it at all. Because you are the king of Mexicans, you can't drag down innocent people and let more people die because of you. Because you are the king of the Mo, you have no reason to surrender to the enemy, even if you want to save the trapped elders. Everything about you is an example for the descendants of Mo. You have given the Mo people glory, so you should not let them carry shame.

Xuan spit out a smoke ring and said, "I agree with Shan Yun's statement, but I also want to help the night ask, what should we do now?"

Shan Yun was speechless and smoked quietly. Although he knew what not to do, he did not know what to do now.

He curled up the corners of the night's mouth like mountain clouds, staring at the distance in his eyes, staring at the desolate desert. For a moment, there was no sadness, no loss, only a silent heroism. He smiled and said, "I know what I should do. Although you remember that I am the king of the ink, you forget that I am still an assassin."

Assassin? What is an assassin? That's a person who dares to fight against a world with one person. The most important thing for assassins is courage and the belief that dares to burn jade behind courage.

Shan Yun was stunned and said in a low voice, "Have you really decided?"

"Uh-huh!" Jiang Ye nodded firmly, "As an assassin, I should have the glory of an assassin. Even if I am the only one in the world, I will fight against the whole world. Don't be afraid of loneliness, don't need external force, never compromise, and never hurt relatives. This is what a real assassin should do.

Shan Yun said objectively, "Although the belief is good, it is still not a rational move, is it?"

Xuan also nodded and said, "If you are a god king-level assassin and have a god king-level assassin skills, I think you can have a try, but now, you seem to be far from the cultivation of the god king."

"Yes!" Shanyun patted the frozen throne under his buttocks and said, "And this frozen throne, if you have the ability to collect this original and highest artifact, integrate it into the reincarnation hourglass, and raise the reincarnation hourglass to the level of the highest holy weapon, perhaps, you have a great chance to save them from thousands of troops and horses, like entering the land of no one. This day may come sooner or later, but now, you can't wait..."

Zhang Ye knows that what they say is the truth. He has unlimited potential. Unfortunately, he has no time. It is useless to use the reincarnation hourglass to distort time to practice.

However, the night still wanted to try. He took out the reincarnation hourglass, knocked on the fire ball, and said, "Aunt fire, don't sleep late. It's time to come out to work. I need your help now."