The uproar caused by the previous landing of the sickle-headed monster is still continuing.

This fluctuation is not only reflected on the Internet, but also in reality. A rush to buy in many places has already emerged, and various marches are already in preparation. Leading by the United States, various parties have begun various strange operations.

On the Internet, various discussion areas, post bars and other places are also sharing various news and speculations.

Pessimists who think that the doomsday is coming, who don’t believe in the clips in the movie, and share information, and provoke opposing relationships, etc.... are emerging one after another.

All sentient beings are nothing more than this.

At the same time, official organizations of mixed races from various countries have also opened global online meetings to discuss how to deal with this matter.

What made them feel relieved was that, fortunately, the biggest problem had been solved.

Then the person who solved this problem has become the biggest problem now.

So it is natural that China became the leader of this conference.

Whoever has a big fist will have the right to speak. This is a normal thing. Of course, the representative of China adheres to the principle of "moderate moderation and modesty" and said, "Everyone must speak actively and actively participate. This is a problem for all countries around the world. It is not something that we, a developing country, can decide. We are just making suggestions as a representative."

The representatives nodded happily on the surface and said they were MMP in their hearts, thinking that if you have the ability, you should take your smile with "arrogant" on your face! And what's going on with your superiors' tone of speaking to lower-level cadres!

As for developing countries, they are not even too lazy to complain about this... After all, from the perspective of per capita, it really makes sense, and there is no way.

The meeting continued to argue, but one thing can be clarified, that is, the existence of mixed races cannot be exposed, which concerns the interests of every vested gainer.

Everyone hates capitalists and everyone wants to become capitalists. That's the same.

...

"Sister Tang, why are you here? Is there anything you need to ask me for?"

Mo Qiuran found Tang Zi who was watching the moon on the rooftop. After returning here, he saw the text message from Tang Zi on his phone, so he ran over.

"Just... thinking about something." Tang Zi came back to her senses, looked at him and smiled. The moonlight was cast down on her already fair skin, and it looked a little glowing.

"Do you want to sleep in a room? Actually, I have no objection!" Mo Qiuran was shocked.

"...You think beautifully!" Tang Zibai glanced, turned around, and looked at the traffic coming and going below, "I'm just thinking about these things that have happened recently."

"What's wrong?" Mo Qiuran keenly realized that something was wrong with Tang Zi's mood, so her voice eased, she walked to the railing, and stood side by side with Tang Zi.

This is the open-air viewing platform on the hotel rooftop, but at this time, no one except the two of them were in danger. The sunlight during the day still left a little heat here, but this slight heat was dispelled in the summer night wind.

The two of them pressed their arms against each other, and for a moment they felt that the surroundings were quiet.

"It's too fast," Tang Zi's voice was like a dream, and she raised her head and looked at the semi-circular bright moon, "I know, it's wrong to think this way.

But over the past decade, the knowledge I have accepted and the scenes I have seen personally have told me that the dragon clan is a very terrible existence. Even if it is just a second-generation revival, it still requires human life to fill it.

And now…”

She turned her head and looked at Mo Qiuran: "With you here, everything seems to have become simple, so simple that it is... scary."

Mo Qiuran understood that some words did not need to be said too clearly, and smart people naturally understood them.

In fact, when he thinks about it carefully, he also feels something.

The existence of the king of gods, known as the gods, did not walk under his hands for a few minutes.

The monster that failed to break the skin by countless missiles did not even survive for a second under his command.

He was really happy at that time, but when he looked back... what did other people feel?

If the former partner and close people suddenly showed unattainable strength, and even the gap was like a gap, incomprehensible, and difficult to see the back... what would it feel like?

Mo Qiuran tried to put himself into Tang Zi's angle, and finally found that everything had become clear. He also found that something was vaguely wrong and placed in front of him.

That feeling...is chilling.

People will change. For example, if an honest and thrifty person suddenly wins the million-dollar lottery, he is likely to become an overspentant explosive user... This is just a small example, but if you look at it, you can find more.

Millions will not become friends with beggars because they are not in the same class at all, and the prince will not fall in love with Cinderella. It is a story that only exists in fairy tales... unless Cinderella is really beautiful.

If a person and a group are too different, then it will be a matter of time before the separation is done, even if he himself does not want to.

Mo Qiuran couldn't help but shudder.

How long has it been since I teased Chu Zihang?

Well... this example is not very appropriate...but at least it does.

Chu Zihang became more and more silent, and almost became less and less present.

He also promoted the matter with Xia Mi. It seemed that he had never asked Chu Zihang about his opinion before. In the past, this was simply impossible.

Then there is Lu Mingfei... The two used to joke with each other, but now it seems that they haven't been there for a long time?

Finger, the vice principal and others are nothing... Even if they haven't changed, they still have to suppress them! All the masters and apprentices in this sect are bitch-like!

besides……

Mo Qiuran looked at Tang Zi in front of him.

How long has it been since I was like this? I was even looking forward to being alone with Tang Zi?

Human energy is limited. When other things involve too much mind, they cannot avoid more. However, before that, Mo Qiuran himself did not realize it, and it was not until tonight that he finally discovered this.

"I know this is wrong, but I still can't help but be afraid." Tang Zi's eyelashes drooped slightly.

Mo Qiuran had never seen her look like this. In her own impression, she has always been the ever-changing queen who exists in the "sister" mode in her life. In front of her, Mo Qiuran can only defeat no matter what skills she has, and she can never say...

But I have never felt this way.

Mo Qiuran didn't even want to think about those two words in his heart.

"I'm afraid that you will be so strong that you can't recover, and you will get such a powerful force;

I am afraid that you will be careless and have an accident;

I am afraid that you will be pride and be taken advantage of;

I'm afraid..."

Tang Zi raised her hand and wanted to touch Mo Qiuran's face, but she was a distance between a few feet.

Gu Jian

Mo Qiuran could even see the water light coming out in her eyes.

A great panic surged in my heart. As the hand was about to be retracted, Mo Qiuran just grabbed it as fast as his life and put it on his face.

Then it is embraced into your arms.

"I'm wrong, Sister Tang." Mo Qiuran put it in her ear and said softly.

Is Sister Tang happy that night when she defeated Odin? No, she should be afraid, there is fear in her pride. She is proud of Mo. Qiu Ran can do such a great thing, but she is also afraid that Mo Qiu Ran will fail, or use some irreversible ability in the process, causing permanent damage...

People are always selfish, and they will naturally hope that the people or things they care about will not be hurt, or even achieve such high achievements.

Because Mo Qiuran tried to put what he did on Tang Zi, and then took on Tang Zi's role, that's what he thought.

He would rather Tang Zi have no such ability, and would rather she be an ordinary person than be involved in the battle with this terrifying creature.

after all……

Tang Zi didn't know his ability.

Even if it is clear, this is an instinctive care arising from love.

It is difficult to avoid, and it is not intended to avoid it.

As for the so-called "this is wrong", it naturally refers to the kind of statements such as [responsibility] and [ability]. It has always been difficult to make choices and make choices about the feelings of family and country and the love between children.

There is nothing right or wrong, it is just a personal choice. In this kind of thing, those who criticize others from the commanding heights of morality are either keyboard warriors or saints bitches.

Please note that the Virgin and Virgin are not creatures. The biggest difference between the two is that Virgin is “I want to do this” and Virgin is “He should do this”.

The Virgin is a compliment and worthy of admiration, but most people will not want to be or cannot be like that, while the Virgin is a derogatory meaning, and everyone will despise it.

The feeling of hot water dripping on his shoulders pulled Mo Qiuran's thoughts back. He and Tang Zi hugged each other tightly, as if they were afraid that they would stay away from each other if they were not careful and then they could never catch up.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, I'm wrong~" Mo Qiuran had no other way for a moment, and could only recite these three words over and over again, like Tang Monk chanting scriptures, with a wry smile on his face.

He could treat other women as if they hadn't seen it, or even teased him, but Tang Zi was crying now, and every tear seemed to hit his heart.

"Where are you wrong?" Tang Zi asked with a sniff.

"...Sister Tang, you know that such a question should be one of the most difficult questions for my boyfriend to answer in his life, right?" Mo Qiuran was excited, and finally entered the link he was good at. "But for me, this is simply a simple thing that cannot be simpler! I know very clearly where I am wrong!"

"Then do you think?" Perhaps because of the emotional fluctuations, Tang Zi was unable to react to Mo Qiuran's plan.

"This kind of thing can't be reflected just by saying it." Mo Qiuran chuckled and pushed Tang Zi's shoulder slightly away, allowing herself to face her face.

With the pretty face of pear blossoms with rain and the expression of joy and anger, Mo Qiuran suddenly realized that she was wrong. Sister Tang was always that Sister Tang, but he changed unconsciously.

Fortunately, everything is still time to be saved.

Sister Tang is very beautiful now, but Mo Qiuran never wants to see such an expression again... Anyway, beautiful people are beautiful no matter what kind of expression they have, so why do you have to cry?

So he leaned closer and approached the red lips.

...

"Ula!"
To be continued...