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After eating supper and driving the girls back to sleep, Meng Xiao took Brother Ji to the roof.

"Then, let's have a good chat now about your next plan."

Finding a comfortable place on the roof and sitting down, Meng Xiaozi said.

Ziggy still held the sword that Ah Fu gave him, a little dull:

"As an artificial human, after accepting Siegfried's heart, do I exist in the Joan of Arc River?"

Meng Xiao put her hands behind her head, lay down on the roof, and looked at the stars in the night sky:

"You have to ask yourself this kind of thing, but as far as I am concerned, existence is reasonable. You cannot seek meaning from the fact of survival itself.

In order to survive, you escaped from the Thousand Worlds Tree, and it is not God's will to exist here, but your own will. "

Meng Xiao said so much to Zigger, not because he wanted to change his taste and plan to fencing, but because he was going to trick Zigger into being a tool man.

There is nothing better than setting a goal for a person who is at a loss.

Ziggy sat down after hearing the words:

"what should I do?"

Meng Xiao waved her hand:

"You shouldn't ask me this, life is your own and should not be dominated by others, isn't that why you escaped?

So I will not plan any path for you, it is up to you how to go. "

[But I can guide you quietly] Meng Xiao didn't say this sentence.

I always feel a little weird, is it because I have been in contact with Jin Jingying for too long in the last world, and I have become a joyful monster?

Hearing Meng Xiao's words, Zieg raised his hand and stared at his palm:

"I just...don't want to die."

Meng Xiao snapped her fingers:

"That's right, survival is more important than anything else. This is the foundation of everything. Now that you understand this, you can consider your own path.

Now you have the freedom to go anywhere and do anything, like...' 〃..."

Pretending to think about it, Meng Xiao began to lead the topic:

"If you don't die, do you want to go back to the original place? Or, save those artificial people like you?"

Zieg was stunned when he heard the words, and recalled again the memory of being placed in a petri dish as a battery in the underground workshop of Thousand Boundary Tree Castle.

Those artificial people who were kept in petri dishes as batteries like him, and were 'discarded' directly after use...

Those man-made people who saw him and Astolfo fleeing, even though they were seriously injured, still couldn't make any expressions...

"I don't know... But, they don't intend to leave there, do they? As long as they are not ordered to do so..."

Ziggy's face was a little ugly, and there was an emotion in his heart that he couldn't explain clearly.

Meng Xiao said:

"Then give them this order? If you can. After you get free, you have to find something, right?"

After finishing speaking, Meng Xiao yawned and stood up:

"Okay, let's stop here for today, think about it yourself. If you have any ideas, you can ask me, slip away."

If you go too far, you can almost get it if you guide it.Meng Xiao left Chigurh and jumped off the roof, and went to Artoria's room.

In a deep sleep, Meng Xiao suddenly came to the hills under the dusk, surrounded by dead bodies.

"Dream? I haven't had a dream for a long time..."

Ever since she became a godslayer, Meng Xiao has basically never had a dream. The last time she had a dream was when she was dragged into a dream by her mother when she was on the Warcraft front.

"here it is……"

Meng Xiao looked at the surrounding environment. The costumes of these corpses were all in the shape of medieval armor.

Suddenly, across a small hill, the sound of gold and iron clanging reached Meng Xiao's ears.

Meng Xiao immediately turned around and climbed up the hill.

In the eyes, it was a man wearing a silver full-body armor with red patterns outlined on it, beheading a soldier.

Mordred?So this should be Liya's dream?

"Where is King Arthur! Where is the King of Knights!"

Mordred roared loudly, beheaded the last soldier again, and then gasped violently while leaning on the king sword.

Not far behind her, Artoria stood there quietly holding a curry stick.

As if aware of the other party, Mordred turned his head and asked her:

"How! How is it, King Arthur! Your country is over in this way! This is your retribution for not giving up the throne to me!"

Arturia didn't speak, but held the curry stick with both hands, and put on a fighting posture.

This action angered Mordred even more:

".々Do you hate me?! Do you hate me that much?! Do you hate me as the witch's son?! Answer me! Arthur!"

While roaring, Mordred rushed forward, and Wang Jian and the curry stick slammed into each other.

The curry stick flew out of his hand and stuck in the soil.

After a moment of silence, Arturia finally spoke:

"I never hated you..."

While talking, Arturia pulled out the Holy Spear with her backhand.

Meng Xiao smacked her lips, good guy, the famous scene is coming, and my son's gun is shot in the middle!

"The reason why I didn't give up the throne to you..."

Holding the Holy Spear, Arturia said calmly.

Seeing this, Mordred immediately put on a defensive stance, but his eyes under the helmet showed surprise.

Artoria, who was still far away a moment ago, appeared in front of her in an instant, lowered her head and murmured:

"It's just because you don't have the talent to be a king."

As soon as the words fell, the Holy Spear suddenly thrust out, piercing Mord's (dead) Red's abdomen.The helmet that concealed infidelity suddenly shattered, revealing Mordred's astonished face.

"Dick hey (Father)..."

The strength was draining, Mordred forcibly stopped the trembling in his hands, clenched the King Sword, and slowly raised it.

"What are you looking at……"

Just as Meng Xiao was watching with relish, a cold voice came from behind him.

Meng Xiao turned her head immediately, only to see Artoria standing behind him:

"Does it look good?"

Meng Xiao scratched her head:

"It's not my fault, it's obviously you who pulled me in, not what I wanted to see. If you want to blame, you can blame Tokiomi... Ah no, if you want to blame, you can blame the contract."

"Humph!"

Artoria snorted coldly, and pinched Meng Xiao's waist with her little hand.

"Hiss... warehouse"

When the pain came, Meng Xiao was immediately ejected from the dream. .

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When Meng Xiao woke up, she turned her head and saw Artoria with a serious expression, with a small hand still on his waist.

Meng Xiao scratched her head in embarrassment:

"that……"

Arturia sighed:

"Forget it, it's not your fault. Ever since you told me that I would meet Mordred in this world, my mood has been a little messed up."

Gently holding her little hand, Meng Xiao comforted her with a smile:

"Actually, you father and son...cough, there is a communication problem between mother and daughter. To put it bluntly, Mo Zai would do that kind of thing just as a prank to get the attention of the elders."

Arturia was silent when she heard the words, and looked at Meng Xiao after a while:

"So am I really doing something wrong?"

Meng Xiao scratched her chin:

"Wrong or wrong is your own choice, and I can't define your approach. But at least you have some problems."

Arturia sighed, leaned against Meng Xiao's arms, and did not speak.

After a while, she seemed to be talking to herself and said:

"I have seen the end of Britain since I pulled out the sword of the 140th king, so I know in my heart that Britain has no future.

After knowing that Mordred is my blood, although I was a little shocked, I don't hate her, what I hate is that female fox, Sister Wang..."

Having said that, Artoria stared seriously at Meng Xiao's eyes:

"When you meet that female fox in the future, you must not have any thoughts about her. She is full of tricks and tricks. The water here is too deep for you to grasp."

Seeing the serious eyes of Dumb Mao Wang insisting on making an confession, Meng Xiao felt a little guilty, who wouldn't be greedy for Sister Wang's body?

What?Not hungry?you eunuch!

But the most important thing now is to appease King Mao Mao, so Meng Xiao said seriously:

"I try my best……"

"you!"

When Dumao Wang heard this, his eyebrows raised, he was about to get angry, but when he thought of this guy's character, he finally sighed:

"Forget it, whatever you want. Where did I just say?"

"It's not Mo Zai that you hate, but Sister Wang."

Dumb Mao Wang nodded:

"Yes, although as a knight, Mordred does have a lot of shortcomings, but I don't treat them differently, and treat them equally."

Meng Xiao nodded. He naturally knew that what King Da Mao said was the truth, because King Da Mao didn't bother to lie about such things, and those works of his previous life also mentioned this point.

After thinking about it, Meng Xiao decided to die, and asked the doubts in her heart all along:

"Then why don't you recognize Mo Zai as the heir? Is it because she doesn't have hair? Or is it because she doesn't have a 'king's stomach'?"

Snapped!

Dumbao Wang slapped Meng Xiao's thigh with a slap:

"I think you really want to eat a curry stick from me, try peeling it again?"

Meng Xiao quickly waved her hand:

"It's over, it's over, you continue to talk."

King Dumao's anger came and went quickly, explaining:

"Actually, it's what I said before, Britain will perish in my hands, so it doesn't matter if there is an heir or not.

And those stupid old aristocrats, when the country is a little more stable, they start to fight for power. If her identity is recognized, it will inevitably cause unnecessary turmoil.

Besides, you have seen it in the dream, Mordred really doesn't have the talent to be a king.If she can really do better than me, then it is not impossible to hand over Britain to her. "

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