Above the Seven Towers

"You disappointed me too much." Umeda's cold voice came from the air. After she couldn't see her, Chang Lin didn't know what to do for a while, and fell into a panic.

Holding a gun, Chang Lin fired two more shots in the direction of the sound.

"This was really an opportunity for you to show remorse. However, you didn't grasp it at all, but showed your ugliest and worst."

A flare flew in the void, stuck in Chang Lin's hand, shot down his pistol, and ignited his hand. Chang Lin screamed loudly, and he took off his clothes in a panic, striking the flame on his hand, patting He was already crying and crying. However, this magical flame was like a maggot with bones, but it burned more and more prosperously under his flutter, but it was always concentrated on his hands and did not spread to other places. Soon his hands were scorched.

During this period, Chang Lin passed out once, but was awakened by a mental whipping by Umeda, and had to endure this severe pain.

"This is the consequence of shooting at me, and the person who came to you next has arrived." Umeda appeared from the air and fell to Chang Lin lying on the ground like a mud, howling.

Chang Lin could not hear what she was talking about. He was rolling on the ground. He vaguely saw a person flying to fly at high speed. When he was near, the man shouted fiercely: "Chang Lin! You bastard! Finally caught it's your turn!"

Chang Lin lay on the ground like a half-dead dog, and there was a trace of flame on the burnt right hand. He couldn't hit his energy, nor was he able to respond to the man's words.

Umeda pointed at Chang Lin ’s right elbow and cut off the nerves of his right arm. He was finally relieved from the pain in his right hand, stopped the howl, and gasped at the man with blood on his face.

"Peng Ziyi, Umeda her, she burned me with magic, my hand burned her, and burned it out," Chang Lin said intermittently.

Peng Ziyi glanced at his coal-like hands and said coldly: "It burns well."

"You, as the Minister of Intelligence, actually talked like this. Even a prisoner, you should have your own basic rights? You can arrest me and try me, but you can't torture me like this." Chang Lin said.

Peng Ziyi said: "Information Minister Peng Ziyi has just died in the battle with the imperial assassin. Now you are just a ghost of revenge. I am a dead person, and you are a person who is about to die, There is no right to talk about between the dead and the dead. "

"You are crazy, you actually want to kill me privately." Chang Lin didn't realize at all that he didn't seem to be qualified to say such things.

"No matter how good you are, it's because of you! Minister Mo Lanxin was just burned alive in the conference room just now. You were burned with one hand, and you cry like a wolf, thinking about her pain "Look!" Peng Ziyi looked down at Chang Lin and said, "I think you haven't experienced the real pain. It's a good ending for you to die like her."

"No, no, I still have a lot of things to explain. You, you will miss a lot of important information if you kill me like this."

"I don't want to give you any more opportunities. It's the end." Peng Ziyi was unimpressed. He said to Umeda again, "Tian Tian, ​​you're doing very well, now you leave here. What happens next There is nothing beautiful about it. It may be a nightmare after reading it. "

auzw.com Umeda said: "I am not afraid. Have you forgotten? Teacher Luo said that the magician needs the strength of the mind most, and the powerful mind comes from the powerful eyes. My eyes just do n’t be afraid of anything you see. If I ca n’t even look at a person burnt to death, how can I be a mage? ”

Peng Ziyi smiled and said, "Man is a big devil. But I have already felt that there are several magicians who are close to here. I hope you will do me a favor to stop these people. If they come up, they will definitely not sit and watch me Killing Chang Lin will only make people more embarrassed. "

"Okay." Umeda agreed. Before she went downstairs, she looked back at Peng Ziyi, "You don't have much time yourself, are you willing to dissipate in this world?"

"I seem to have used a taboo force, my soul is already collapsing." He pointed to the desperate Chang Lin on the ground. "Maybe I and this guy will walk for a while after death."

Umeda said: "The ancient wizards sacrificed and cast spells in order to get an eternal position beside the gods. Maybe I can give you a chance to make you my spiritual attendant."

"Thank you, but people with broken souls cannot become spiritual aides."

"Of course it is possible. My method is not the same as other dream tower masters. You are about to become that kind of existence. It is not so much a spiritual attendant as a spiritual attendant."

"The way you talk has changed, who the **** are you?"

"Of course I am Umeda, but I am not just this little girl Umeda, when you lose your body, remember to use your remaining soul, imagine my appearance, recite my name, and then you can My world sees me, and you will know the answer by then. "Umeda nodded to him and ran downstairs.

"Shen Shi?" Peng Ziyi didn't quite understand Umeda's meaning, but after listening to what she said, he had a sense of relief for no reason.

During the two of them talking, Chang Lin did not calm down. He begged for mercy, pleaded for a while, and put on various reasons. After all, there was only one reason. Hope that Peng Ziyi could spare his life.

"Please, give me a chance! Even in prison, I can still do a lot of useful things for the school." He finally said.

Hearing this, Peng Ziyi who had just watched Umeda downstairs said: "In my opinion, the most beneficial thing you can do for the school and the Tower of China is to die!

The ending is irretrievable, why not show a hard point? "

"Please"

Peng Ziyi decided not to talk nonsense with him, stretched out a finger, and ticked the unfinished flame in Chang Lin ’s right hand. The flame that was only a little left was suddenly poured into a barrel of gasoline and burst into flames. Opening, the fire was like an orange-red flamboyant flower, swept up along Chang Lin's right arm, and within a few seconds, he was wrapped in it. Chang Lin initially yelled: " Forgive me, I got it wrong, I beg you to discipline me and let me go. "

After waiting a few seconds, the pleading turned into a louder wailing than before, and then the wailing returned to silence, leaving only a figure that was not too shaped, like firewood under the campfire, burning silently.