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"Meeting for the first time, Night Crow."

Fang Ran's eyes that were floating around suddenly froze and slowly widened.

The look freezes, his breathing is slightly choked.

Just now, the young man who was somewhat restrained, with an embarrassed look on his face, tried to make the atmosphere lighten up, suddenly froze, as if he was frozen.

The mask fell from his face.

Meet for the first time, Night Crow.

The completely unexpected address sounded from the first time the people met.

The thoughts in my heart are like weeds in an instant, and the madness begins to spread!

...

Wait, calm down, don't panic, just keep calm.

First think about why she knows, where is she showing her feet?

impossible.

Could it be that Shui Lianxin told her?

No, that girl can't lie.

Was it her own reason, or did she find out her communication with Veronica that day?

No, it's impossible, Fisdel's exclusive communication should not be so easy to expose.

No, that's not right, she shouldn't think about this, she already knows, she knows she is the night crow.

Remedy...no, no way...

But Sister Sheng doesn't seem to know, does it mean that Midnight?

Then I should...

What is her attitude?

Is it aimed at Ling?

Are you going to escape now?

No, it’s impossible, let’s not talk about the ability level of this unpredictable ‘big guy’,

Sister Sheng is still outside...

Then do it yourself...?

No, she is Shui Lianxin's grandmother, and her status may be midnight...

So my ability must...

...

....

After hearing the other party say the name Night Crow, the eyes widened slightly, and all these various thoughts spread in his mind.

The sunlight disappeared at this moment, and the last dusk sank to the ground.

It symbolizes that the time of daylight seems to finish at this moment, and the dim shadow forms a line advancing on the earth as the daylight fades, dividing the brightness and darkness.

Over the mountains, rivers, manors, villas...

Finally, it spread across the courtyard of the auditorium where the two of them were, and was coated with a dark purple evening night.

The side face of the young man standing in silence was plated, the expressionless face, the light was dim and his eyes could not be seen clearly.

The young youth from a moment ago stood silently in place.

"I've always wanted to see you, Night Crow."

Shui Linlang sat on the edge of the garden balcony, looking at Fang Ran who was standing at the door at the other end, smiling openly.

There was no answer, but it seemed to her expectation.

But she didn't seem to care, but continued to hold her face and tilt her head and said:

"Although it is far less than the person you know, I have lived a long time."

The young man standing in the darkest part of the garden didn't reply, or even moved a bit, but Shui Linlang didn't care at all, and recounted in a memory.

"I was born in a declining small palace in the last Qing Dynasty. At that time, my surname was still perfect."

The silent young man's calm eyes throbbed, not knowing whether it was because of the shocked origin of the other party or the tone of knowing someone.

Shui Linlang had her unchanging smile on her face, and her eyes were slightly nostalgic:

"I watched the fall of the Qing Dynasty, the fall of Aisinjue Roche, the rise of the Revolution of 1911, and the founding of China. It stands to reason that I am a little older than the person next to you."

She knew Ling's existence.

His eyes drooped calmly in the gloom, and he was thinking of this fact in his heart.

But I don't know if it's because of the other party's staggering self-reporting tone. I don't know what he is thinking, his right hand is slightly closed.

"In the long time as a participant, I have seen many people. The selection mechanism of the night battle is indeed harsh. Almost every participant is holding a certain unknown determination and resolutely stepping into that awakening scene. A sexual step."

Shui Linlang looked at her red tea cup, which reflected the lavender glow of the sky in the evening.

"Except for you, the original ones."

Then his eyes flowed, looking at Fang Ran again, and the words in his mouth spoke softly.

"Almost every beginning person I know bears a considerable risk of crisis in the initial stage."

Shui Linlang's eyes were dark and mysterious, and the smile disappeared from her face.

But just without that smile, her temperament began to change completely.

All the luxurious and serene in the first impression was gone. At this moment, she was watching the silent youth, calm and mysterious, making it impossible to know what she was thinking.

"Because you are not selected, but involved, you are affected, you are random. Although you have the ability at the beginning, but you did not experience the awakening scene that is a necessary determination."

She stretched out her hand, and the brilliance of phantom blue lingered between her fingers, intertwined and turned into a water mirror.

In the hazy but clear mirror image, the young man ran in the night city, chasing the terrible zombies behind him.

"It really makes me want to sigh, Fang Ran, you are really smart. You seem to be vaguely aware of the situation of being randomly involved in the scene. Even if you are caught up, you will not really die."

Shui Linlang's eyes exuded a kind of light that was the same as her hands, which was clearly visible in this increasingly quiet and dim garden.

"So what you looked like at that time is far less real than you look now."

On the water mist screen, the chased young man gritted his teeth and shouted for help, looking back at the chaser behind him from time to time.

Shui Linlang watched Fang Ran tightly, but it was not this guess that he had vaguely noticed at the time, but in that situation, he still chose to'save' Ye Sheng.

Is this a certainty of killing that monster, or is it pure compassion?

Hearing these words, the young man who had been silent since she said the name Night Crow finally raised his head, eyes in the shadows watching the misty mirror.

She even knew about the awakening in her own scene.

"So, Fang Ran, the beginner, your reason for participating in the night battle..."

The illusory blue light gleamed in her eyes, watching the silent youth in front of her and asked:

"What is it?"

For the first time, someone asked himself this question.

The young man's right hand slowly clenched, staring at the silent mirror image of the water mist, appearing from the invisible space of time, he has already gained the ability.

Indeed, compared with the participants who have thought clearly about the normal awakening, the Beginners have indeed never experienced the awakening scene that requires determination to recognize their own purpose.

And this is especially obvious to Fang Ran.

"Many things are not what you want to do, many things you are involved in."

Shui Linlang's voice sounded softly and remotely in his ears, she propped her cheek, in the cool evening breeze,

She doesn’t know when she has changed back to when she was young, and she has regained her beauty, perhaps...

Is this what she really looks like?

"Whether it was the Linfu neighborhood that night, or the night pearl on the Pacific Ocean, or Lianxin's concert in Los Angeles, or the scene you experienced before..."

The blue light of the illusion between her fingers still has not dissipated, and while lightly swinging, new water mist mirror images form one after another.

In the early evening garden, in the elegant room like an auditorium, the evening breeze is blowing with white curtains.

The back market of the demon dwarves, the disaster and desperate apocalypse city, the stormy night of a luxury cruise ship, the bright night sky of the capital...

The scenes experienced by Fang Ran appeared one after another in the mirror image of the water mist, and the courtyard was gradually filled with these, surrounded by young people who were still standing in place with no expressions on their faces.

Let the bright, dim line of expulsion go down his eyes.

Seeing the scenes he had experienced appeared before his eyes, he suddenly felt a prying look in his heart, as if all his actions and every move were under the eyes of the other person.

This feeling of all the secrets being exposed by the cocoon,

This feeling as if everything is known to her,

The most disgusting thing is that everything I do, as if I have been arranged in advance,

He squeezed his palms firmly, and his eyes could not see the calmness of joy and anger.

"No matter which one you actively choose, you are just passively involved, but this is not possible, is it?"

Shui Linlang retracted her hand, sighed softly, and looked at the opposite youth who was still a child to her.

"It's the past event that affected you too deeply..."

Does she know the past...

When he heard these words, his eyes slowly widened, and looking at Fang Ran's Shui Linlang, Bilan's eyes were filled with sadness and distress for unknown reasons.

"Or, you have to always wear that smiling mask that pretends to be harmless to humans and animals, and will not be willing to use your abilities until the next person who is in danger in front of you appears?"

Two sides of water mist appeared not far in front of Fang Ran. In one screen, Xia Yao was hit by a sniper rifle, and a big blood flower was placed on her white dress.

On the other screen, he was holding Si Ai's dead body, hoarse and crazy.

The crumbled Night Crow began to kill all the other people in that scene one by one!

Those that I least want to think of...

At this moment, it was as if the wound had been uncovered, **** placed in front of him.

"you..."

There was a crackling sound!

The dazzling sparkle!

A wave of thunder and lightning shot out in a zigzag manner, dispelling all the mirror images of water mist in this garden!

From the edge of Shui Linlang's hair whizzed and flew past, interrupting her words just now!

Dry the moisture and scorch the air out of the balcony!

And she looked at the young man standing in the dim shadow, raising his calm eyes and finally looking directly at her.

The dividing line between light and darkness has already spread over his face.

There were sparks in his eyes, and the cyan lightning of thunder and lightning remained on the silver broken dragon teeth held by his raised hand.

Shui Linlang was slightly surprised, but it was not the fact that he chose to do it because he was angry because of his actions, but the water mist illusion that he dissipated.

"The power of Chinese Taoism...?"

She opened her mouth in surprise and looked at her burnt hair.

If so, you can indeed use the strongest thunder in the exorcism to disperse your own water mist.

Fang Ran stared at Shui Linlang, whose face had obviously turned into a young look, but because of her temperament she still felt like that.

The look in his pupils, which was completely opposite to his usual, seemed to be the irritation caused by forcibly seeing things that he didn't want to remember.

But he still looked calm, and gritted his teeth desperately to calm himself down.

Calm down, Fang Ran.

Then, slowly, he watched her opening with a softly self-talking tone, throwing away all his usual panic about facing women.

It's just that the voice is slightly cold, cold to calm, cold to resolute ~www.ltnovel.com~ The silver broken dragon teeth that are raised up are electric and light.

"I thought that participants with predictive ability knew everything."

The blue color in Shui Linlang's eyes swayed, and then a smile appeared on her face again.

Her youthful appearance at the moment, coupled with this smile, is truly outstanding.

The blue rays of light condensed in the pupils of Shui Linlang's eyes. Seeing this smart person who could be suddenly revealed by herself, she still calmly and quickly guessed who she was. She chuckled:

"It seems that Youye Angel has told you about me."

Know the existence of Ling, know the existence of the witch, know the identity of the night crow, know the scenes he has gone through, and know his past experience.

Searching through all his memories, Fang Ran found the only sentence that Ling had heard.

‘In China, there seem to be participants with the ability to predict and predict. ’

Is this the person?

Shui Lianxin's grandmother?

Participants with predictive ability?

Looking at Shui Linlang sitting at the other end of the garden, Fang Ran held the broken silver dragon tooth, and as the light disappeared, the dim dividing line went down more and more.

"That's all you want to say?"

At this moment, the mask was taken off, and the same voice made it seem like a different person was speaking.

If she knows all of these and all her cover-ups are useless, then sure enough...

"Do not."

Shui Linlang smiled and shook her head. The brilliance in her eyes was still mysterious and unpredictable. She was silent for a moment.

"What I want to say is about..."

Then watched Fang Ran softly said:

"Your heart and your infinite magic power."

The light faded, the dividing line covered the whole body, ripples appeared in the calm eyes, and the silhouette of the silent young man who stood in the dim garden completely whispered.

Sure enough, she knew.