Chapter 40 (1/2)

The Uncle and the Pitch Black Tracker (part 4)

Zhuang Zi said that life, when between heaven and earth, needs a foundation It’s hard for it to remain detached

Maybe life begins by undergoing worries and hardshi+ps Noor ss And as they sweat profusely, they will toil hard

I am Zhai He: Zhai He who opened a weapon shop

No ive in

Like just now, I decided on host of the hero, Leon, and chose to move forward

And so, my vision had become clearer

“Tsk, who are you really? Leon, or someone else? You’re really so unreasonable Inspection Official, kill that demon! Isn’t that your duty?”

Right now, I couldn’t control my body to respond My brain and body’s connection had been severed

When my body received the attack, my pain center did not react

For that same reason, when my brain wants to operate htest

Thus, I was only a bystander I probably couldn’t even be said to be an audience aze to Carolina

But I felt what Carolina was doing

She raised up her pure white and silver sword, filled with the ht,

Later, I will kill her

This body that could not be controlled, will kill her before her sword falls

Because the only reason I drew my sas Little Elan

This was the first time I had felt such a deep despair that I was unable to see the bottom This wasn’t a despair because I saw the difference in strength when I met that man in battle, but a despair that was because I really wasn’t able to do anything I couldn’t protect anything, because this destruction came about from my own hands

That man stopped He struck a pose and wore a sneer on his face

That extrehtly, and htly

That man wanted me to watch the scene where Carolina killed Little Elan, where Little Elan was killed by a companion

What I orried about was that I would kill Carolina

Carolina fiercely bit her bottom lip The rims of her eyes were red

But she still raised the sword

“Carolina……jiejie……”

Losing all of her will to escape, Little Elan powerlessly looked at Carolina, softly calling out her name

My body had already beco would become irreversible

I watched Carolina attentively as she raised her sword, but she had returned to the icy cold persona from the first time we met

“Deive you”