"Rin, you don't want to see me die, do you?"
As she spoke, she paused beside him for a moment and suddenly began to sob again:
"But, but I'm so sad, so sad... Why am I so sad..."
Su Mingan moved his fingers.
The effects of the anesthesia were gradually wearing off, and his vision was starting to become clearer.
He saw Saya suddenly stand up.
It was as if two emotions were fighting in her eyes, spreading and growing madly in her eyes. She pressed her hands with grown nails in a self-harming manner, pulling her arms until they bled.
She cried and said, "I don't want to kill you, I don't want to kill you at all..."
The sharp teeth rubbed against her lips again and again, as if they were about to move, but she bit her lips forcefully to cover them up.
Blood appeared at the corners of her lips, and she suddenly looked at him, the light in her eyes had never been so bright as it was now.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke softly, her voice panting very fast:
"cold."
"Kill me. Quick."
As she said this, Saya had never felt the burden on her shoulders so light.
Su Mingan stared at the scene silently and moved his hands.
The effect of the anesthetic still existed, so that he was unable to release a spatial vibration.
During this brief silence, the rationality in Saya's eyes completely disappeared.
She opened her red eyes, and as she walked over, tears fell from the corners of her eyes due to inertia.
She reached out and grabbed his shoulders. Su Mingan frowned slightly, and a pain came from his neck.
“Swish!”
The girl's expression froze at this second.
Like a thin piece of broken porcelain, the light in her eyes shattered, as if she had suddenly been redeemed.
The clone stood behind her, with the sword piercing her heart.
At this moment, she pushed him away and raised her chin slightly.
"So it's you..." She stared into his eyes and suddenly said something without making any sense.
Suddenly, she laughed.
The rain fell into her eyes, and her smile contained a bit of despair and relief.
"Rin." She said softly, "...I'm so sad."
The next moment, her words stopped abruptly.
Like a spire submerged by a flood, she fell in the blood, and her golden hair sank like a water snake.
Ming put away his sword, walked over and glanced at the two people lying on the ground.
"She bit you?" Ming said, "Sorry, I'm still late."
"It's okay, I won't be transformed so easily..." Su Mingan moved his body and felt that the effect of the medicine was fading.
He slowly stood up, went to support the unconscious Naraku, and checked her injuries.
Suddenly, through a layer of heavy rain, he saw a look of astonishment on Ming's face.
"Wait, you, your eyes..." Ming said in surprise.
Su Mingan was stunned.
"What's wrong with my eyes?" He touched the corner of his eyes and didn't feel anything wrong.
"You...look at it yourself." Ming seemed a little hesitant.
Su Mingan quickly called up the system mirror.
On the mirror, a young man with sticky black hair, his head full of rain, was staring at him, looking a little embarrassed.
The splattered blood stained his cheeks and the water splashed on his face.
There was a layer of dark, deep red blood in his eyes, like a gradually melting red cold tide.
He stared at the mirror for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Saya had just said.
…
[The one who transformed me...]
[He has... jet-black hair.]
[A pair of dark blood-red eyes that are different from those of ordinary soul clans. 】
…
【cold. 】
[…I’m so sad.]
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