Her long, emerald-green hair cascaded down smoothly, and her upturned eyes exuded an unusually sinister aura. Below her waist and abdomen lay a snake's body covered in emerald-green scales.
It was Huanbo from the dark prison.
"Young... Xiao Chang Le?"
Huanbo's soft voice rang out, but it sounded like a thunderclap in my ears.
Hua Changle trembled, turned around abruptly, grabbed his hand, and looked at him with bloodshot eyes: "Save my brother..."
Huanbo coiled his snake tail, lowered his altitude, and his frivolous smile vanished: "He's alright, someone rescued him."
Hua Changle paused for a moment, then suddenly got up and ran forward.
"Huh?" Huanbo tilted his head in confusion.
He watched as she ran to the nine-headed hydra, knelt down before its half-destroyed body.
The moon shattered, and Kazmir's body shattered as well. Only his face remained, barely holding together the cracks.
He was smiling, and when he saw her coming, he smiled.
Hua Changle saw his unusually flushed cheeks, a final flicker of life in his very being.
She opened her mouth, but no words came out, and no tears flowed. A block of ice remained in her heart, unmelting, chilling her to the bone.
She seemed to have overestimated her own heart; she didn't seem so calm, so quick to accept death—even from her enemy.
What's more, he was standing in front of her.
"Hello……"
He made a faint sound.
"What?" Hua Changle immediately bent down to listen.
What...is your dream?
Hua Changle was taken aback.
"I will create gods."
"I want to destroy this world."
"That's Ajiu's dream, not mine."
She said softly, "...The world is beautiful."
"childish……"
He still had the energy to make sarcastic remarks.
"puppy……"
"Um?"
“I’m not trapped by resentment… I’m just… a born bad seed…”
"...I don't know your past."
Therefore, we can only guess at your predicament from your few words. However, you don't like to defend yourself and believe that you are the bad guy.
"puppy……"
He struggled to raise his only remaining arm, and Hua Changle instinctively grasped it, gazing at him intently.
"You're a girl..."
Hua Changle's smile was more of a grimace than a cry: "Isn't it obvious that I'm a woman?"
His pupils trembled, and his spirits began to fade.
"Pity……"
"What regret?"
"I never danced with you even once..."
The corners of his lips curved slightly:
"you do not know……"
"I dance...especially...good..."
He said he dances very well.
The wind fell, heard it, and gently carried away the last breath.
Her usually cold hand sank without warning, just like her heart, which suddenly plummeted.
The moon disappeared, the ice melted, and the dust settled.
She held the piece of ice, kneeling there, motionless for a long time, her tears turning into cold, silent ice, shattering in the emptiness in her eyes.
Again, death...
For a long, long time, a desolate response dissipated between the lonely heavens and earth:
"Me too……"
Kazmir, you don't know...
I'm also a very good dancer.
————————————
Okay, you can talk now.
The second blow was to Kazmir.
This death will change Lele's state of mind.
After the war story is finished, there should be a side story about Kazmir.
There's always a need to dance.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com