MTL - Overturned Tower-v2 Chapter 75 Mahavira said

It was clearly the sun at noon, but Hang Sha felt a chill in his heart.

For some reason, when he gets along with Xiaoya, he always thinks of the pain of the past.

Thinking of my mother hugging me with a smile, thinking of what I have learned showing off in my mother's arms, thinking of the worries hidden in the smile on my mother's face

Thinking of the strawberry cake that fell to the ground that day, thinking of her dying cry.

—so much so that he remembered his own name. Hated by him, loathed by him, separated by his fear.

great hero.

Am I worthy?

I have a few.

No matter how manipulative a hero is, he will never be unable to save even one person.

He didn't even dare to mention his name to anyone if he did

If so, he will be curiously asked since you are called a great hero

Xiong, who has he saved?

He dreaded that question.

The answer is zero.

In the end, strangling won't save anyone, not even yourself. People around him died one after another, and the things he valued withered one after another. He feels nothing but his own weakness and incompetence.

Because of his weakness, he never dared to promise anything; because of his incompetence, he never dared to put his true desire on the stage and tell others about his goal. In this way, he can retain his last dignity from infinite failure

not like this.

The girl with golden wavy hair and dark blue eyes shook her head vigorously with tears in her eyes.

She listened to Hang Hang's self-deprecating words, but she burst into tears.

The wound was painful. There was a burning pain at the port of the tail that was becoming more and more distinct. But she didn't cry out of pain. I just feel a little inexplicably wronged because of it.

And this kind of grievance, when Hang Hang lowered his head and complained about himself, turned into sadness and welled up in his eyes.

You saved me from the excruciating pain after the operation and the useless me

Xiaoya whimpered: I am the one who is useless

She inexplicably felt the self-deprecation in Hang Ling's heart, and she was angry because of this—angry at the past pain that was always entangled with her benefactor, and also resonated with her own incompetence.

— She can understand the mood of strangulation.

Because she is also so weak, so incompetent. When she is attacked, she must be rescued by others. Like a princess kidnapped by a demon in a fairy tale.

But she is not a princess after all.

She doesn't have a father as a king, she doesn't have money and isn't cute enough herself. She is just an ornamental fish that no one wants and has nothing to offer. She can't fight and has no spiritual power, and she can't awaken the power of the holy order.

But even so, she was always loved and protected by people. The people who helped her died one after another, and she witnessed the death of one old man who loved her

The more so, the more guilty she felt. Because she can't do anything decent in return, she can only do her best to help others. In this way, I hope that my incompetent self can repay the kindness of others for helping me as much as possible before I die.

Because of this, she can clearly feel that the essence of strangulation is the same as hers.

He was just a little more careful than himself because he had suffered a deeper injury and instinctively wanted to protect himself. That's why he hides his soft essence inside the hard shell. Over time, he even forgot himself.

Mr. Strangler, at this moment, you are my hero!

Strangled's pupils shrank slightly. His finger touching Xiaoya's hair retracted like an electric shock.

Without hesitation, Xiaoya used her last strength to express her heart: Even if I am the only one who will remember your kindness, I will never forget it. There was a man whose operation had not been completed yet, despite the pain, he rushed over and rescued the man who had nothing to do with him from the gunpoint.

I.

I will never forget it until I die! I will never, never forget it!

She shouted with all her might.

But even so, her voice was still not loud. Her voice was like a murmur in the night because of her weakness. The explosion outside covered many of her words, but this was the only sentence she hoped to hear.

Just by shouting these words, she would feel dizzy and feel the sharp pain from her severed tail—but she still tried her best

The strength is to hope that the strangulation can sense her sincerity.

Because she already felt it, her consciousness began to recede. if not

It was because of the fear of death before, maybe she is already in a coma now. But being frightened like this once before made her spirit up again.

Now that this obsession dissipated, she felt that she might fall asleep at any time.

If you fall asleep this time, you may not be able to wake up.

So no matter what, she had to convey her heart to Mr. Hang before falling asleep.

Otherwise she would absolutely regret it—she would regret it to death!

what.

Hanging opened his mouth, wanting to say a lot but didn't say anything.

Only at this time will he hate his own reticence and regret his lack of culture.

thanks.

He was silent for a long time, but he could only say in a low voice: Thank you for trusting me

No, don't waste time—your wound still needs to be attended to.

He was now indifferent to why the fight was fought.

He picked Xiaoya up from the ground, hugged her sideways in his arms, and was careful not to touch the base of her broken tail.

This is much simpler than he imagined, and he never thought that Xiaoya would be so light.

Is this what a girl of this age should weigh?

Or did she become like this because she lacked a big tail?

Hang Sha hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the tail from the ground and put it on his shoulder.

He didn't know if he could take it back. In any case, take it first and then talk, anyway, he is not too heavy.

And Xiaoya, who was held in his arms by the strangulation, suddenly left the cold floor and Xiaoya's body temperature became very low, even making her feel scorching hot because of the fiery temperature of strangling's body.

But at this time, this spicy hug made her feel so at ease. The embrace of strangling is like a pot of hot soup with red oil. It was as if she was soaking in slightly hot spring water, and she felt intensely sleepy, and she might fall asleep at any time.

Don't fall asleep.

Hang Zhan noticed Xiaoya's sleepy expression in his arms, and he whispered.

His deep voice is like a lion's roar, and his extremely low voice is like a bass that can shake people's hearts. Let people immediately maintain a little spirit.

Ok

Xiaoya whispered unconsciously.

Suddenly relaxed, she felt that she was gradually melting into the red oily soup.

Talk to me, Xiaoya.

Strangled Road.

say what

Just say something.

Strangling didn't know what to ask the wounded to say at this time.

But soon he won't have to think about it.

hum—

hum—

Because at this moment, many drones flew over and surrounded him.

Like being surrounded by a swarm of wasps, the overlapping sounds of the bees resonated. It was an intimidating beep.

Xiaoya was also woken up by the beeping—she immediately realized what had happened.

Without hesitation, she patted Hang Hang's arm vigorously. But as if he had photographed a hard rock, Hang Sha was completely unmoved.

run fast

she earns

Zhadi said: This is the company's security drone. They will track the murderer and the suspected criminal without scales, and then explode

Ah, I've seen it.

Stranding replied flatly: It's not a big problem, but you may not be able to keep your tail. Probably have to change prosthetics.

As he said, a ray of light turned into a barrier, wrapping Xiaoya in his arms layer by layer.

This time, he didn't intend to carry Xiaoya behind his back again.

He changed his posture of hugging her - like carrying a bag of rice. Although it was ugly, he freed up a hand because of it.

Am I going to drag you down?

Seeing this, Xiaoya was silent for a while, and then asked in Hangsha's ear. She said firmly: "Put me down." None of us can survive if you use your spells to protect me. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

They won't hurt me 'cause I'm scaled and I haven't killed anyone, really

I do not believe.

Stretch replied flatly: I dare not bet. and you must get it immediately

Treating me put you here is no different from killing you.

But I have nothing to do with you Mr. Strangler

Xiaoya's voice became whimpering again.

She hates herself for being so incompetent, she can only cry when encountering such a thing, and even her existence itself will be dragged down and strangled.

She had seen the light shield that strangled—it was his strongest defense, and it was his ability.

If it's used to protect itself, maybe nothing will happen to Mr. Strangling.

You just said that I am a hero. There is never a hero who runs away.

But one alive is better than two dead

It's been said before. But I regretted it later.

—I don't want to regret this time.

he said.

Looking at the approaching drones, Hang Ling slowly clenched his fists. Then slowly let go.

Finally let go of the priority of keeping his own life, all he had in mind was

Without regrets, there is only care and relaxation.

Maybe he should have died long ago. he thought.

If I don't succeed, we'll just die together.

Mahavira said in a low voice: But I will try my best to go a little further. With any luck, we can all be saved.

Either die together or live together.

Wish me luck, Xiaoya.

The next moment, Mahaviro didn't hesitate - he rushed in the direction of the prosthetic body clinic.