With the continuation of Chen Rui's footsteps, scenes appear one after another, all of which are third-person angles. These are memories of the detached consciousness that can clearly feel her true state of mind at that time.

In the picture, both sides are facing each other.

Opposite is a group of angels, emitting a sparkling light, forming a strong contrast with her dark camp.

At the forefront is a twelve-winged male angel with a sly color on his face: "Lucifer, a despicable fallen man! You have forsaken the light, but also betrayed and hurt 忒Sanielle! I Uliel Today, I will kneel down your head and bring it back as a gift to 忒Sanielle. Then she will be my woman!"

She glanced at the man who hid sadness and anger in his deep eyes. Without comfort, he turned into a lightning bolt and rushed to Uriel.

Ullil is one of the archangels, her strength is above her, she does not put her in her eyes, but she underestimates her madness. She has dozens of deadly attacks in her body, and then all the angels are unbelievable. In the eyes of the eye, a sword smashed Uriel's head.

Before the fainting, the eyes that appeared in her mind were still deep eyes, and the soul echoed with a sentence: "I exist..."

The picture fades away and another scene appears.

In the sky, it is a blood cloud that gradually disappears.

The tall and thin man, behind the twelve wings, half is white, half is black, the facial features are somewhat blurred, and the figure is dissipating a little.

"No..." She rushed to the man madly, and the footsteps suddenly stopped again because the man glanced at her. There is a hint of warmth in his eyes, but only this one. then. He looked at the sky again, and the existence of the sky that could only be looked up has vanished. The man in the deep hole seems to have seen many figures in the depths of his memory, and his face is faintly missed.

Then, the man's body and the Supreme Key in the sky were split apart. At this moment, she fell to the ground, as if she had lost all her strength, and the soul disappeared.

Seeing this, Chen Rui has understood many things. The scenes that follow are familiar. The actor is him. The first thing is to follow the promise of "submission".

"I think, you may have misunderstood something?" Chen Rui frowned and said.

At this moment, she seems to have returned to the beginning, and some things overlap: "The mistakes are also good, misunderstandings are not important. The key is to go on the road that you have identified, and the same will be done. ""

Then she said what she said, just like herself.

"Who are you, for me, maybe more important than yourself."

"Do you believe in fate?"

"I think. I can try what I found, the value of existence."

"Those who are not important, what matters is for me. I have returned to the path I want to go."

Veronica appeared and asked: "I just want to ask you. What if I am wrong?"

"That..." She was silent for a moment and answered three words: "No regrets."

There are many familiar pictures in the back. Most of them were gathered together with friends and relatives, and she just watched quietly in the distance, this loneliness, just like the year.

Perhaps it is enough to just do this.

"Everyone is irreplaceable." This is a sentence Chen Rui said, which made her into meditation.

Then there was a scene in which Chen Rui explained the truth. She understood that he did not want to deceive.

"I am not ‘he’.”

"I am sorry."

In fact, there should be some hunch, perhaps because of the desire of the heart, it has been difficult to give up.

Unfortunately, the truth is still so cruel.

She seems to be light but correct, but she is lost and feels lost again.

It was not until the moment she flew to the book of creation and the book of destruction that she seemed to rediscover her own value, as if she had abandoned her life and rushed to Uriel.

The heart, though feeling extra tranquility, is a hollow, as if watching from a distance, and quietly following it, once again.

This is reincarnation and fate.

But since I chose it, I don’t regret it.

The picture of consciousness stopped, because Chen Rui had already arrived in front of her. Although the distance was not far away, it seemed to follow her thoughts through the endless years of vicissitudes and experienced numerous changes in mood.

"Who are you, for me, more important than yourself." Chen Rui tried to correct the vague vision and watched him.

This familiar word made the almost dead eyes move, seemingly exhausted the final strength, and turned his eyes slowly, just in time to meet Chen Ruihong's eyes.

Different kind of squat, this man's eyes are just simple.

Simple and pure.

There are no ambitions, just simply want to protect their important people.

I don't know why, this simple feeling is a little warm.

Chen Rui looked at her, feeling her feelings and said: "Whatever we are, friends, enemies or others... just ask you, continue to exist."

Every word in this statement embodies the truth from the soul.

The pupils shrink and shrink, still watching quietly, but the eyes are no longer empty.

Not a reincarnation, nor a fate.

It is the real existence.

However, she did not even have the power to say a word.

A drop of tears slowly slipped from the corner of the eye, tears flowed down, and cracks appeared on the cheeks.

Chen Rui was shocked to feel that the super-system star-studded "starred" star statue also began to crack. He tried to seal the star to the star, but he could not succeed, as if it was just the air that did not exist.

The colored smoke is slowly thinning, and Chen Rui feels the fluctuation of the soul.

Such fluctuations will undoubtedly accelerate the process of soul collapse. This is not ordinary fluctuations. Chen Rui heard it. This is a song. Saying goodbye to the song, she no longer refuses to say goodbye.

The song of darkness.

the first time. Really sing for him, not for his own loneliness.

The crack of the star statue. From the face to the whole body, and at the same time cracked in the storage warehouse, the original red heart lamp.

It is already on the final edge of the crash.

"Wait a minute!" Chen Rui's tears could not be restrained and rushed out.

"A very familiar feeling." A voice rang in the body of Chen Rui, is Gabriel.

At this time, Catherine and Lola, including Satan, Michael and others, were watching far away, without disturbing him and he was only Gabriel.

"It’s like, I’m watching the disappearance of that person in the psychedelic jungle.”

Chen Rui did not wipe the tears in his eyes. Didn't look at Gabriel, just clenched his fist: "What do you want to say?"

"I am not as good as her." Gabriel suddenly sighed. "At that time, the man chose to fall, I just felt despair, anger and pain. And she chose to fall with him. Because of lack of courage, I missed it." Too much, and thus plagued my life. She is more courageous than me, but unfortunately pays more than me, but I get far less than me."

Chen Rui is silent. Indeed, as Gabriel said, he always followed the body of Lucifer, but when Lucifer was finally lost, he did not mention it.

If it is really like the entanglement reflected in the mirror world. Lucifer always regards 贲薨 as a friend or sister, so he did not mention 贲薨, there should be another hope. I hope she will let go of everything in the past and move on to new hopes.

a long time ago. He did the same, and this is not wrong. But he can choose not to love you, but he can't stop him from loving him.

Love is not right or wrong.

Gabriel looked at the dissipated body and showed a faint smile: "But in the end, she has at least, no longer exists in this world."

This possession, or not love, or not all, or other emotions, but in any case, finally has hope.

"People who have hope can have more." Gabriel's hand reached the already obscure shackles. Chen Rui just wanted to stop, and he saw Gabriel's fingertips flying out of a trace of golden blood. It fell on the body.

The blood was touched and immediately turned into a gaseous state, blending with the smoke on the side of the body.

"You..." Chen Rui felt it. This is the power of Gabriel's "Holy Heart". More precisely, it is the heart of the Holy Spirit that combines all vitality. Under this power, the original The almost empty body quickly became solid, and the slowly dissipating smoke also converges back into the body in one minute. Instead, it is the light in Gabriel's eyes, which begins to dim quickly.

"Gabriel!" Michael exclaimed.

"If you are still the partner I have always regarded as my brother, don't stop me," Gabriel looked at Michael. "Because this is my choice. This choice, I originally did it on the White Cliff." Out."

"Why! You one by one..." One of Michael's remaining hands covered his head in pain.

"I am just tired," Gabriel sighed. Instead of looking at Michael, he looked at the sky: "Do you really have another world?"

This sentence seems to be self-talking, and it seems to be asking Chen Rui.

Chen Rui has already seen Gabriel's eyes. It is a complex emotion mixed with exhaustion, boredom and thoughts. His heart is full of emotions. He just replied: "Yes."

Mirror the world, the world that traversed, or other...

Gabriel laughed, like the lively girl in the mirror world, at this moment, she seems to be coincident with the past.

"The world, you can still see him... maybe, there is him."

After saying this ~www.readwn.com~ the breeze blowing, Gabriel's body scattered into numerous silver wings, the film flies far.

Chen Rui does not know who is the other "he" in Gabriel's mouth. He looks at the shackles of regaining vitality and feels the star gods that stop cracking in the star-studded stage. This scene makes him sad, more is Sincerely appreciated.

Michael shook his hand slightly, and a wing fell on his palm, staying for a moment, and gradually dissipated. (To be continued.)

Ps: This chapter was written at 4 am last night. It has been revised again and again until now. It is really impossible to compare with those speed streams. Slow update is a taboo for online novels, but I don't look at those at the last moment. I just want to write the end with my heart.

When I finished this chapter, my eyes felt sour, my fingers were sore, and there was a kind of sadness in my heart. The words I wrote first infected myself and infected the readers. Of course, I admit that the level is limited, the power is not caught, and I think that I will be dismissive if I write poorly. I will not be entangled in this because I am writing to agree with my friends.

Very happy, there are you, I hope the next one, we are still together.