novelraw Chapter 241 Branch Ending - Tang Sect
Chapter 241 Branch Ending - Tang Sect
The probability of a miracle is 0.85%. Even so, she still wants to gamble.
The snow-haired boy looked at her, and the light in those crystal blue eyes kept flowing. He gradually fell back to the ground from the floating state, and did not speak halfway. Qu Lingyin let him watch without speaking.
He raised his translucent arm as if wanting to touch her, Qu Lingyin subconsciously took half a step back, but he took a step forward, and his fingers finally touched her, but to Qu Lingyin's surprise, She didn't feel touched at all.
She watched in surprise as his translucent fingers penetrated between her brows and penetrated deep into it.
[Miracle... will definitely happen. 】
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In the white void, the youth with the appearance of a snowfield elf sat with his knees folded in a daze. After sitting for a while, he slowly raised his hand, his translucent palm covered his eyes, and the crystal blue eyes shone brightly. Dasheng, through that translucent palm, it can be seen that his eyes have begun to change gradually.
The crystal blue eyes gradually lost their original shape, and the streamer in the eyes became more and more intense, until finally they shone brightly, and the two eyes completely turned into two clusters of azure blue flames that were burning.
The more the flame burns, the more it burns, and the more it burns, the more it burns, and when it reaches the extreme, it will inevitably decay.
In the end, the light of the two clusters of flames gradually faded, and the color of the flames also began to fade, gradually disappearing bit by bit.
On the exquisite and perfect face of the young man standing in place, the place where the eyes were originally turned into two dark whirlpools, and the scene like a cosmic nebula in the whirlpools is constantly changing.
At the same time, the boy's figure also gradually became blurred, blurred for a moment, clear for another moment, and the blur and clarity are constantly changing, just like the flickering pictures on the TV screen with a bad signal Same.
The change from blur to clarity didn't last long, and the boy still couldn't maintain his form in the end—the translucent boy's appearance gradually turned into firefly-like spots of light flying around.
He stretched out his hands and "watched" his arms turning into those firefly-like spots of light little by little, with no expression on his face.
He didn't belong to human beings at all, and those eyes were not real eyes, they were the crystallization of Adilan that condensed with his evolution.He doesn't belong to human beings, and it doesn't matter if he loses the shape of his eyes. He doesn't need to use his eyes to see the world.Without the Adilan crystal, he will just return to the initial state of the invisible body, and his self-awareness will fall into dormancy.
That's all, that's all.
The human brain cannot carry too many chaotic, repetitive and intersecting memories at one time, but their existence is different.If the hardware wants to accommodate information beyond its capacity, the only way to go is to modify the hardware to expand the capacity.
What he is doing now is to help the host complete this transformation, so that the host can clearly distinguish all memories, and stabilize the true self in this flood of memories.
He couldn't watch her go to the end of collapse, and the probability of natural miracles was too low, so he took the initiative to create miracles.In other words, he was turning miracles into inevitability.
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[System prompt: Miracles are bound to happen. 】
[System 031 has finished serving you and is about to leave the host. 】
[Countdown to leave the host]
———5———
———4———
———3———
———2———
———1———
———0———
[Host, will you remember me? 】
【Again……】
The last "goodbye" could not be fully said, and it came to an abrupt end as if the electricity was cut off.
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Since that day, Qu Lingyin has never been able to hear the system's prompt tone in her consciousness, and she can no longer find anything related to the system except the system backpack.It wasn't until later that she realized with bewilderment:
The system that has been with her from the beginning is really broken.
I can't say what it feels like, just a little sad.
Qu Lingyin fought very hard on the battlefield, with an attitude and momentum that didn't care about life and death.After a war ended, she was wounded all over.Changge's dress was stained dark red with blood, and the metal fingertips of his ten fingers were also stained with blood, including hers and the enemy's.
There were injuries all over her body, and she felt severe pain when her nerves relaxed. The deep bone wound on her shoulder made it difficult for her to lift her arm.
She was not in the right state, and she noticed it herself.
This fighting style of not caring about one's life is completely a sequela left by the previous "immortality". Because you don't worry about death, and the pain can be turned off, so you don't want to avoid it at all. Hard work and hard work.
The more wars the more crazy, the more confused the more wars, don't remember the scars, don't care about life or death.
Knowing that her condition was wrong, she wanted to adjust, but suddenly she didn't want to adjust. Fortunately, although she lost the ability to heal, her own strong healing power has not disappeared, so she can still sustain such a desperate fight.
Need to change it?
Qu Lingyin put the silver-white metal finger cots into clean water to wash them, and looked at the smudged blood in the basin without any expression on her face.
When fighting on the battlefield, she didn't think about anything, and she didn't need to think about anything. All she had to do was kill the enemies in front of her. There is no need to think about anything, no chaotic memories, only infinite killing intent.
Immersed in fighting, but weakened the influence of those chaotic memories, does this seem like a joke?
76 reincarnations, hundreds of deaths, trying to change something, only to find that you can never do anything, this is a joke.
Sooner or later, she was going to break down and go crazy, and there was no telling what she would do at that time.The probability of a miracle happening is only 0.85%, so small, so small that she can't even raise her hopes.
Maybe dying on the battlefield like this is a good ending.
No more going back and forth between the past and the future, no more reincarnation, no more repetition, it's good to just draw a full stop like this.
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Encountering the enemy again, Qu Lingyin rushed to the front, Changge's plain white dress fluttered in the wind, with drops of blood sprinkled on it, like red plums blooming in the snow, lonely and beautiful.
The sound of the zither was clanging, and the light blue sound range spread out again and again. The sword in the zither had already been taken out, and there was still bright red blood on the sharp blade, which slowly dripped down the ground along the blade.
In the end, when the battle was coming to an end, her bun had all been undone, and her ink-splashed black hair was draped behind her head. Dancing with the wind, the hairpins and jewels were scattered all over the ground, and three strings of the piano were broken.
There are three main injuries on her body: abdomen, left shoulder and vest.
The last three seriously injured enemy soldiers wanted to escape, but she chased after them without even thinking about it, completely ignoring that she was not in much better condition.
Halfway through the chase, the three enemy soldiers suddenly turned around, pointed their weapons at her and charged back, their eyes were full of ruthlessness that was a single bet.
——Don't chase after the poor.
She had somewhat forgotten her common sense, it was inevitable, she simply swung the piano in her hand, and forced to spread the range of the remaining strings...
However, in an instant, a rope of unknown material was wrapped around her waist. The rope pulled her and pulled her back instantly. At the same time, a person jumped out from behind her.
She could see the black hair tied back in the back of the man's head, trimmed with a feather-blue ribbon that ended in metalwork—it looked like a small dart.
He was dressed in a strong suit of crow black and feather blue intertwined, clean and neat, a very obvious Tangmen uniform.
Qu Lingyin, who had lost too much blood, felt the world in front of him shake slightly, the dark figure in front of him flickered a few times, the feather blue ribbon in his hair swayed in the air with his movements, and the poisoned dagger soundlessly Wipe the necks of the three men.
He stood in front of her with his back to her.Maybe it was a moment or maybe a long time later, he turned his face slightly and looked back at her:
"Are you OK?"
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