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The 13th world burned into my color (3). ”

[——〈The Third Stick〉——]

[——〈The Tenth World·Su Wensheng〉——]

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The sky and the earth merged.

The red sun that had hung for a whole afternoon finally fell completely into the horizon.

Everything was silent.

As the sun and the moon alternated, the hustle and bustle of the day and the tranquility of the night reached a perfect balance at this moment. A blue full moon rose high in the sky, replacing the red sun and hanging high in the sky.

Su Mingan supported Su Wensheng's shoulders. He looked back and could no longer see the World Tree. Even Siber's figure soon disappeared.

“Hoohoohoo——”

Su Wensheng held the staff in his hand, the emerald shone with light, and a ray of A breeze blew out, carrying the two forward.

Since the blue moon rose into the sky, the temperature dropped sharply, and the sky and the earth were covered with frost.

It seemed that the whole world was going back to the ancient ice age, where all things were sleeping in the frost, and the extreme cold at night contrasted with the extreme heat during the day.

Billions of lives disappeared and fell asleep, waiting for the next rebirth, or the end of eternity.

The world has never been so quiet.

It was so quiet that only the sound of Su Wensheng's wind accelerated, and the moonlight fell on their shoulders like flowing ice silk.

Under the cold and silent moonlight, Su Mingan heard the sound of Su Wensheng humming.

"... Do you still have the heart to sing?" Su Mingan said.

"No, it is said that singing can activate multiple areas of the brain and can refresh you. In the past, I almost fell asleep while studying, and I stood up and hummed a song for a while, and I woke up." Su Wensheng thought for a while: "This is someone who taught me to sing when I was a child, but I don’t remember who he was..."

"The person who taught you is called Li Mingyue, you... our godfather. "Su Mingan said softly.

"Li...what?" Su Wensheng asked in confusion.

"Li Mingyue."

"What? I forgot again."

"Li Mingyue."

"...I'm sorry. Every time you just said it, I forgot it. What's the matter..."

"Then let's not talk about this. Are you feeling okay?"

"I still have some mana...Are you going to the edge of the world?"

"Yes. I want to see what the end of the world is, and I want to find someone who can help me keep my memory."

The breeze was whistling.

Su Mingan looked back, and his eyes were full of flying snow and endless wasteland.

I couldn't see Su Lin's golden flames, nor could I see Siber's fiery back. All I could see was paleness.

"...By the way." Su Wensheng suddenly said: "Great Savior, although this is our first meeting, I know what happened between you and me. I read it in the textbook."

"That's not your life. You are just you. You are not another Su Wensheng. "Su Mingan denied.

"Haha, it seems that what the textbook says about your love of meal replacements is false. Isn't this very clear?" Su Wensheng laughed a few times.

"... Forget about these messy things."

"Great Savior, are you and those 'I's' very good friends?"

"Friends... should be more like soul mates. There is a 'you', we didn't even communicate, and he is gone."

"Compared to them, do I look a little mediocre?" Su Wensheng suddenly said.

Su Mingan glanced at Su Wensheng.

The wide wizard hat covered the upper half of Su Wensheng's face, revealing short hair and pursed lips. Although his tone was always smiling, his heart did not seem to be calm.

His unwillingness to be mediocre is always engraved in his bones.

If he didn't want to be a powerless ordinary person, he would not accept the call and come to Luowasha.

"Why do you think so? "Su Mingan couldn't help asking.

"Because the moment you learned about my identity... there was loss in your eyes." Su Wensheng looked at him sideways, with more and more ice on his cheeks:

"I was thinking, if you had met the other two of me, you would be happier."

"Compared to them, my experience is too thin, and for you, it doesn't have the weight of the name 'Su Wensheng'. You should be... more eager to meet them."

"Whether it is a TV station, a textbook, or a history museum, the 'Su Wensheng' mentioned always refers to the two of them, one is the summoner of the savior, and the other is the assistant of the savior."

"When people mention me, it is always 'a lucky child', 'a lucky person protected by other Su Wenshengs', 'doesn't look like the Su Wensheng in history', 'the happiest and most ordinary one in ten thousand world lines'."

"Every time I read about their deeds, I am always fascinated...what a magnificent history it is. The fifty fire bearers who summoned the savior, the code handover under the Netherworld, the Ark swimming of the Millennium Plan..."

"And I, I almost failed the campus run."

He raised his head, and his dark eyes met Su Mingan's.

But before Su Mingan could say anything, Su Wensheng suddenly laughed and said:

"Okay, awake?"

Su Mingan squeezed out a sound from his throat: "... huh?"

"Seeing that you were too sleepy, I said something to wake you up. I don't mean to complain, I just want the great savior not to confuse me... you see." Su Wensheng pointed to his right ear:

"Red and blue earrings, do they look good? I bought them as souvenirs at the Millennium Plan Museum, 228 yuan each, and they are said to be high-precision imitations of heart blood. As long as I wear this thing, I will be very unique."

"Besides, now I am protecting the savior regardless of my life. It's no longer ordinary."

Su Mingan's words of comfort were stuck in his throat. After thinking about it, Su Wensheng really didn't need comfort.

Su Wensheng just wanted to say what had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

In the past, he lived in an atmosphere where everyone revered the savior, and he couldn't say these slightly disrespectful words. Later, he came to Luowasha, alone outside his hometown, and could only remain silent.

——Until today, he met Su Mingan, just like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

"Anyway, I'm glad to meet you." Su Mingan said, "Thank you for coming to save me."

Su Wensheng curved his eyebrows and was about to say something, but suddenly his face changed slightly.

Su Mingan followed his gaze and saw the faint white tentacles in the distance.

... God Mingan caught up.

"He really won't give up until he achieves his goal. Do you have to make that broken oath?" Su Wensheng complained.

"Yes, some people on the forum also teased me that I am a super attractor of gods." Su Mingan followed the complaint.

"I think so too."

"I hope they wake up soon."

They complained one after another, and they had a lot in common.

But Su Ming'an's mood sank. The god Ming'an caught up, and that Siber...

"Be careful!"

Su Wensheng suddenly shouted, holding the staff with both hands.

The next moment, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky and slashed towards them!

It was like a sharp sword that created the world, piercing straight into the Changfeng barrier that Su Wensheng had just erected, breaking it with one stab!

The broken golden light splashed like sharp broken glass.

"Puff!"

Su Wensheng spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated quickly with Su Ming'an. The aftermath of the sword blade scraped a large piece of bloody flesh on his chest and abdomen!

"Wow--!"

The soil skin where he originally stood had completely disappeared. The golden sword blade fell, like a blade cutting tofu, and large pieces of evaporated particles flew up and floated in the air with the wind.

A huge earth pit appeared at the original place, and the cracks stretched for hundreds of meters. The center was extremely deep, like a black hole.

One strike, changing the terrain.

This was not the full strength of Shen Ming An. He was afraid of hurting Su Ming An, so he withdrew his strength.

"Cough... cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!"

Su Wensheng showed a look of relief. Fortunately, Shen An was still a long way from the real high dimension, otherwise one strike would be enough to destroy half of the world.

Seeing that the sword failed, Shen An raised his hand, and a bright cross light appeared around him. The golden sword was raised and fell again!

Like a golden bridge across the sky, the terrifying golden power instantly approached the two!

"Lamb knot..." Su Ming An opened his mouth and was about to prop up the defensive barrier.

"Save your mana!" Su Wensheng interrupted immediately, using himself as a shield to protect Su Ming An in front of him, with his back to the attacking golden light!

Su Mingan's words were drowned in the sudden and violent breeze. He saw Su Wensheng's black hair in front of him frantically lifted up, and the blue and red earrings shook violently, as if a red heart was flowing.

For a moment, the dark pupils showed a sad expression.

"If I were stronger, would it not be like this..." In the last second of the golden light falling, Su Wensheng stared into the distance.

"Boom--!!!"

The golden light fell, penetrated the magic barrier, and hit Su Wensheng's back.

Su Mingan felt a warm, sticky, flowing blood on his chest... It was Su Wensheng's blood. The first blow of Shen Mingan just now scraped away a lot of flesh and blood from Su Wensheng's chest and abdomen.

And this second blow, the harsh sound of bone bending sounded, and the thin body was undergoing drastic changes, blood vessels ruptured, flesh and blood spilled, and internal organs shifted...

Since the impact force was almost all received by Su Wensheng, Su Mingan did not suffer much damage.

"Puff."

A mouthful of warm blood splashed on the side of Su Ming'an's neck.

"Su Wensheng, switch positions with me!" Su Ming'an wanted to take these attacks himself, but he only had a broken right hand and couldn't make a rotation. He could only look at Su Wensheng's eyes gradually dimming.

In the strong wind, Su Wensheng looked very tired, his eyelids drooped, and his face, which was just full of energy, was as pale as a piece of paper:

"Don't move..."

The sky was torn apart, pouring out endless cold light.

The aftermath of Shen Ming'an's attack had not yet subsided, and golden light swept through, like a sun blooming in the snowy night - all rushing towards them.

"Boom-boom-boom-!"

The aftermath hit Su Wensheng's back, and he rushed out with Su Ming'an like a sharp arrow with the impact force.

The golden aftermath fell on him.

One, two, three...

The blood splashed more and more, the sound of bones bending continued to sound, and Su Wensheng's muffled groan was drowned in the explosion.

There was a roar in his ears, and it was too bright around him. Su Mingan couldn't see how terrible the bombing was for Su Wensheng.

"..."

When Su Mingan's ears finally became silent, he raised his head.

-- He seemed to be at the bottom of a well.

In the gray snow fog, the vision was hazy, the outlines of the earth and the mountains were covered, and even the shadowy traces could not be seen. The world was silent in the heavy paleness.

They broke into a white wasteland.

"Drip, drip..."

There was only the sound of blood falling.

"Crack, crack." Two crisp sounds.

Su Wensheng leaned forward and knelt in the snow. His knees made a tooth-grinding cracking sound, and blood oozed from his chest and abdomen, staining the white snow red.

Su Mingan couldn't hold him up, so he could only use his shoulders to catch it, and blood flowed all over him.

In the long night, time seemed to have stopped, with only snowflakes falling endlessly.

Between heaven and earth, at the end of the world, only the two of them were left with serious injuries.

"Hoohoo...Hoohoo..."

Su Ming'an looked back, but he didn't see Shen Ming'an for the time being, and Shen An didn't seem to catch up.

Su Wensheng knelt on the ground, with deep lacerations on his chest and abdomen, and his organs were vaguely visible. The most terrifying thing was his back, which was bloody, red and black, and it was impossible to distinguish between flesh and cloth.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

Su Wensheng took a breath and covered the tragic wound with his hand: "Great Savior, don't look at me with such a scary look... Why don't you pay attention to your shoulder? You were also scratched by the golden sword."

Su Ming'an glanced at his bloody right shoulder, quickly retracted his gaze, and touched Su Wensheng's skin.

It was very cold.

It was as cold as ice.

The magician's body is kept at a constant temperature all year round, whether it is hot in the sun or cold in the winter, it will maintain a suitable body temperature. But at this time, the magician had no more strength to maintain.

Tiny space cracks spread on Su Wensheng's body, still tearing his wounds.

"...Su Wensheng." Su Ming'an said.

"Yeah." Su Wensheng responded softly.

"Can you still walk?"

"It's a bit difficult..." Su Wensheng's hand didn't dare to leave his abdomen, he was afraid that his intestines would flow out: "By the way, where is your mechanical roulette?"

"...I gave it to Xili before. Her legs can't move, I'm afraid she will be killed."

"In order to improve your favorability, you really do everything you can."

"How far is it?"

"This should be the Glier Icefield in the north, not far from the edge of the world... If you walk, you should be able to get there before midnight." Su Wensheng glanced at Su Ming'an's expression, suddenly understood something, and laughed:

"Okay, great savior."

"I can't help you in this state."

"- Go away, don't worry about me."

His tone was familiar, and he easily accepted the fact that he was going to be abandoned. After all, the savior who bears great responsibilities is in front of him, so there is no need to take him into consideration.

His knees are deeply sunken in the snow, and they are dyed bright red. The flying white snow floats on his forehead and falls on his lips.

The shadow of death is creeping up his pupils little by little:

"I sent you here, that's enough. Go farther by yourself."

"Let's go, Su Mingan."

"Go to where you need to go."

...

...

"Hua-Hua-"

The snowflakes fell from the sky like countless broken stars.

The snow piled up on the ground, forming a long snow road that stretched into the distance.

"Cha, Cha, Cha..."

A huge orange cat carried a young man and stepped on the snow road, leaving deep and shallow plum blossom marks.

Su Mingan walked in front, step by step. The cut on his left arm was completely frozen, and the sword wound on his right shoulder was still bleeding, and the blood flowed intermittently all the way.

"Cha, Cha."

In the silent world, there was only the sound of stepping on the snow.