Chapter 144 She is His Red Rose
A huge black and gold dragon exploded from the body of the polluted object, and the huge polluted object collapsed.
It smashed into the pile of contaminated corpses, splashing sticky black blood.
The ghosts rushed forward and roared, but were shaken away and torn apart by the violent energy.
The golden dragon's golden eyes are bloodthirsty, fierce and manic.
A drop of sweat dripped from his forehead.
Cang Lin lowered his head. The blood was well hidden under the black combat suit. Only the faint red light emitted by the computer revealed a trace of sticky black blood flowing along the combat gloves to the handle of the knife. The sharp blade had long lost its original appearance and was covered with rotten flesh and black blood.
Although the light computer's broadcast had been turned off, the 98% rage value that kept flashing and jumping on it was like a death rune.
The uncontrollable muscle tremors and the uncontrollable heavy breathing showed that the body could no longer bear the burden.
Most of the separated mental power controlled the golden dragon to fight against the polluted bodies that continued to surge up.
The muscles in his long arms tightened, most of the rotten flesh on the long knife was shaken off, and his tall figure walked into the group of contaminated bodies again.
Almost masochistic.
Let every part of your body teeter on the edge of rage and frenzy.
The pain hits the brain again and again, and only then can I get a moment of respite.
After another wave of contaminated bodies were torn apart, the body could no longer bear it and its knees slammed heavily into the rotten flesh.
The long knife was deeply inserted into the ground, and sweat slid down from his forehead, stained with black blood, and sank into the groove on his chest.
His chest heaved violently, like a desperate dragon, wailing silently.
Throughout the night, he killed all the pollutants in nearly half of the forest.
Before leaving, he met Chen Yu and said in a deep voice:
"I'll give up."
Those amber eyes looked at him indifferently, silent and clear.
"Whether she chooses you, Qi Ye, or Chi Che, it won't be me."
Planet A-3, known as the Dragon Vein Star, has a long history of tens of thousands of years. Among the beautiful legends about dragons, there have been some unforgettable stories.
According to legend, more than 3,000 years ago, a dragon loved red rose fruit the most. It defeated all competing tribes and got the ownership of the red rose fruit. It waited day and night. Later, in order to better protect it, it moved it into its own dragon cave, taking good care of it and protecting it in every possible way.
Little did they know that the red rose fruit hated the dragon's energy the most and soon withered and died.
The last red rose in the world disappeared completely.
The dragon therefore warned its offspring that if they encountered something they loved very much again, they would rather force themselves to give it up than force it to grow in soil that it rejected.
How could he not see it when those blue-purple eyes looked at him?
The indifference and rejection.
She is his red rose, the red rose that he desires but has to give up.
"After I kill all the pollutants on this planet and provide her with a safe environment, I will leave."
This long fight, the pain in his muscles and the extreme tearing of his spirit and body seemed to be the only way to calm the suffocating pain in his heart.
And the vague interference in my mind.
This disturbance began to invade him in the middle of the night.
It was like thousands of needles stirring in his mind, destroying his will.
From being weak at the beginning to becoming more and more intense now.
Cang Lin realized that this was not just a physical reaction caused by her, but also an external interference.
A terrifying speculation arose in his heart, and his golden eyes were extremely deep and cold.
Under the hot and heavy breathing, the corners of his mouth seemed to be somewhat sarcastic, and a self-deprecating smile appeared.
Are you here so soon?
…
"How is it?"
When Qi Ye walked into the house, several sentries stepped aside:
"The situation wasn't good. Commander Cang had us lock him up as soon as he returned. At that time, Commander Cang's rage level was almost at 100%. We injected him with a large amount of inhibitors before we could save him."
Qi Ye looked inside the room. In the dim room, Cang Lin had almost taken off his combat uniform, wearing only a simple black combat vest. He was covered in scars, sitting on the ground with his legs bent, his head lowered so that his expression could not be seen clearly.
Both his wrists and legs were locked tightly with heavy iron chains, like a trapped and exhausted beast.
He had never seen him so miserable.
Qi Ye frowned slightly: "What's the reason?"
"When Commander Cang returned, his consciousness was almost on the verge of collapse. After saying that, he passed out. The reason is unknown."
…
Cang Lin felt as if his consciousness was trapped.
His thoughts seemed to be shattered and reassembled, and his soul seemed to no longer belong to him.
He walked through the endless white space, felt a pain in his consciousness, and opened his eyes again.
A familiar voice was faintly heard through the thick glass. The unbearable pain on the edge of violence in my body surged like a tide. My hands were tied behind my back with thick iron chains. Under the red light, urging mist was sprayed all around.
The mist poured into his body from his nostrils, causing his fragile mental strength to tremble wildly. Every muscle in his body was shaking, and even his heart seemed to be twisted. He felt like he was drowning in the deep sea, and only a trace of willpower kept him from turning into a beast.
That was the day she made him hate her completely.
Trying his best to suppress the pain in his body, Cang Lin raised his eyes, his gaze swept across the thick glass, and saw Chi Wan's smiling face.
That smile was vicious and cruel.
With just one glance, he knew that she was not her.
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