It's Haig.

He came here at the last moment, with that familiar smile, a silver arc of light flashed and cut off Qu Yan's head again.

Just like in the square during the day, everything was done cleanly and instantly.

Qu Yan couldn't attack and defend at the same time, and his attack stopped when his head was cut off. An Heyu stood behind the naturally falling red liquid, raised his head, and stared at the man behind the handrail on the second floor in amazement.

At the same time, Qu Yan, who was left with only a head, opened his eyes wide, bloodshot in the whites of his eyes. His supernatural power allowed him to remain alive, with blood threads connecting the cuts, as if he could reattach his head as long as he wanted.

But at this moment he forgot to connect his head, and instead let out a cry of disbelief, saying the name that shouldn't have appeared here.

"Haig?!"

He twisted under the hand that was restraining him, his hair became disheveled and unkempt, but he still opened his bloodshot eyes and looked upwards as if he wanted to see the person holding him clearly.

Qu Yan's voice almost broke: "No, it's impossible! You should be dead!"

Having my supernatural energy captured by his supernatural power, and then being completely killed by his supernatural power, bleeding to death, this is what it should have been like!

The invincible S-rank superpower cannot go wrong. His superpower, his capital of arrogance, his ability to cause death with a wave of his hand, cannot go wrong!

"Why are you still alive? You shouldn't be alive!" He refused to admit it, shaking his head wildly, "Is it the undead? The undead controlled by the scavenger?"

Li Li, who was being questioned, simply chuckled and lifted her head so that he could look down.

Those red pupils looked at An Heyu, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to have never changed.

So arrogant and wanton, as if he had victory tightly in his hands.

Nothing can defeat her.

"Let him see." Li Li said, her red eyes narrowed slightly under the silver mask, "Who did he kill during the day?"

"What do you mean?" Qu Yan twisted his eyes and tried to look at the young man behind him.

An Heyu sighed softly, as if he had backed down in front of her many times.

In an instant, an almost destroyed undead appeared in front of Qu Yan. It had the same purple hair and similar eyebrows and eyes as him, but its face was full of fear and its body seemed to be in extreme pain.

It was Qu Ran who came to Sitong City with him, but decided to separate from him and start hunting.

"The person you killed during the day was him." A voice came from behind and said briskly.

Qu Yan understood.

He was played around by this guy from beginning to end!

All he killed were his own blood relatives, and all he saw was the young man smiling, reaching out his hand to cover his eyes, and then giving him an illusion.

But he stood on the stage, like a little clown, killed his cousin, and thought he was extremely successful.

The hoarse laughter beside his ear seemed to contain hidden mockery. The red line that tightly connected his head and body was trembling, and Qu Yan's nose contracted and expanded rapidly.

He wanted to give a fatal blow to the young man behind him who had brought him endless humiliation, but he couldn't!

The powerful S-rank ability still has limitations. He cannot attack before healing his own beheading, otherwise he will lose support and die directly!

A surging red line emerged from the broken part, connecting the broken parts like a needle and thread.

The young man who was holding his head still had that casual smile on his face and let go of his hand.

It was as if she had given up the meaningless constraints. After all, she couldn't cut these red lines.

"Kill you, kill you!"

In an instant, Qu Yan's head returned to his body. He turned around and was about to teach this young man who had made him a laughing stock a lesson.

However, at the moment the head was sutured, a silver arc of light lit up.

The stitched skin and flesh broke again, and the black-haired young man's slightly drooped eyes were full of indifference.

"I'm still here." Li Li said slowly.

She raised her legs, kicked her long legs forward, and stepped on Qu Yan's body with her boots.

The next moment, the fence broke, and the body fell with the broken wood to An Heyu's feet below. The red line stretched in the air, and blood splashed out.

Li Li was looking down from above, casually lifting the head.

"Mr. An." She spoke, her tone still so relaxed and casual, the ending tone slowly stretched out, as if it implied something.

But she didn't say 'Mr. Noble', she said 'Mr. An'.

She was asking about An Heyu as an individual, the person who had taken off the aristocratic cloak.

And An Heyu also realized this.

He raised his head and looked at the pair of red eyes.

"Have you thought it through this time?" Li Li said.

An Heyu's golden eyes seemed to be slightly solemn, and he pursed his lips tightly, as if he wanted to see the person in front of him thoroughly and clearly.

Was it human or devil, or was it Mephistopheles who tempted Faust to the abyss?

After being beheaded again, Qu Yan was still shouting: "Impossible, this is impossible! You are mid-level? You can't be mid-level!"

It seems that as long as Haig is a high-ranking official, he can save his non-existent reputation.

He rebuked An Heyu: "The former supernatural guild cannot have high-level people! You hid the Empire! Scavenger, it was you who spread the false news and made us think that Heiger was a mid-level person!"

"You betrayed the Empire!"

The red-haired young man below, a noble youth who should have taken these words seriously, seemed to have not heard them at all.

He just lowered his head, looking at the mess and the red blood in front of him that almost killed him.

Then he raised his head again and looked at the devil who was always smiling.

Qu Yan's existence seemed to be insignificant, and the darkest color in the world was the deep black.

It is a whirlpool, an abyss, and madness suppressed to the extreme.

"Heige, every time I feel like you're just using me, you always make me feel like you're treating me like a companion." With a wry smile, An Heyu said, "Hu Yu's affairs, Qu Yan's affairs, Yue Qing's affairs, it seems like everything is part of your plan, and then you use this huge plan to test me and let me make a choice."

The black-haired young man above frowned, neither refutating nor agreeing with his words.

Faking death, banquet, request to protect his brother, Qu Yan's sudden attack.

Or perhaps even earlier, that morning, when Haig had said those words to him.

All these things, one after another, were like a huge spider web, wrapping up his body and mind, trapping him tightly.

Choice? That's no longer a choice.

"I never had a choice," he said. "Four years ago, and I still don't have a choice now."

He had completely realized how wrong and ridiculous his mistakes and his self-proclaimed protection were.

There is no other choice.

But he seemed to have put down a heavy burden, and imitated Li Li's relaxed smile: "You are right. I can't take Hu Yu with me on this road."

"You're alone, and so am I," he said. "But thank you."

Ken gave him this opportunity to break his self-righteous fantasy of family reunion and having his loved ones by his side.

In the orange candlelight, the family gathered around the table, laughing and spending a holiday called reunion. Those days are long gone.

And he should really look forward, precisely for the sake of the past that cannot be undone.

Follow the young man above who will never retreat, who is radical and crazy but fearless, and who moves forward firmly.

An Heyu took a half step back and half-knelt down.

His red hair fell on his cheeks. He straightened his chest and placed his hand on his heart.

Then he said: "From now on, I am your rear, I am your tool, I am the army attacking from behind when you move forward."

"Haig, I pledge my loyalty to you." He closed his eyes, but felt that nothing could make him see everything more clearly than this moment. "Please be the banner that leads me forward and shows me the direction."

“This is my choice,” he said.

At this moment, the space seemed to shrink, and the distance between up and down seemed to disappear. Only An Heyu's soothing and powerful voice remained in the space, and that voice seemed to echo here.

Li Li on the platform finally chuckled, took a step forward and stepped on the broken platform.

"A sensible choice," she praised.

Then he loosened his hand, letting go of Qu Yan's head, which kept bouncing around like a useless ball, and dropped it into the space between upper and lower parts.

"Two hundred meters north, Yueqing's body is there." The voice seemed to be expecting something, encouraging something.

Li Li looked down at An Heyu below, and the smile on her face deepened: "I will give you a knife. Use this knife to complete your first revenge."

Instantly, blood burst out of Qu Yan's head, connecting his head to his body. The golden halo expanded in the area and accurately found the still warm body.

Analyze and manipulate.

After Qu Yan's body was stitched together, he waved his hand with bloodshot eyes: "Traitor!"

The Red Line Riot is coming to him in an instant!

A man with dark blue hair and golden waves appeared in the hall.

The ice spread, freezing the red line and solidifying it in the air.

"What!" Qu Yan took a step back.

He had no idea that Yue Qing's ability could reach this extent!

This is his natural nemesis!

But it was too late.

The red-haired young man held an ice skate tightly in his hand and moved sideways to his side.

To pierce and cut off.

The chill penetrated deep into his head, spreading to freeze his blood and freezing his expression at this moment, a moment of panic in which he had lost all his aristocratic manners.

"Then I'll be a betrayer," he said.

The next second, the head fell to the ground and rolled to his feet. The red-haired young man put down the ice skate and picked up the head.

Then he half-knelt down and offered his head to the person above.

"What you wanted," he said.

Then, with Li Li's half-smile on her face, he couldn't help but say, "But this thing really has no collection value, Heige, can you please not really want it?"

Li Li was amused.

Mother Hen is still the same Mother Hen, but at this moment, when she lowered her eyes and met the golden eyes.

He cut off his hesitation and his past, and then voluntarily walked towards the future she had planned.

“I really don’t like it either,” she said.

The milk tea was saved. She stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.

A long knife appeared in the air and pierced the head.

The next moment, the long sword and the head flew out of the open-air ruins and flew into the sky that had turned blue.

Then it pierced into the flock of white pigeons, scaring away the white pigeons in the Heart Square.

The head that she said she would take off was nailed into the place where she said those words.

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I've been a bit busy these past two days, I'll definitely update when I have some free time! Dear subscribed angels!