Super God Knight Evolution

Qilin lowered her head and saw that An Lan's eyes were dull and lifeless. Although it was not clear whether his pupils were dilated due to the angle, Qilin felt that maybe, maybe, maybe...

The atmosphere has been heightened to this point. Is An Lan really dead?

"An Lan!!!"

Qilin instantly broke through her defenses and roared out An Lan's name in grief. She was even sadder than Er Qiao when Caesar died in "JoJo Battle Trend".

An Lan, who was lying in Qilin's arms, suddenly trembled, coughed twice and whispered: "I'm sorry, I suddenly forgot my words..."

Qilin:......

Didn't you say you could sing, but you forgot the words after just four words, which made me think you couldn't hold on anymore.

Following the accompaniment, An Lan continued to sing the next lyrics.

"Say softly that the long road is about to pass

Finally arrived at a bright and sunny day

Jumping for joy

Like the red sun distributing golden arrows..."

Just after singing these four lines, An Lan's voice stopped suddenly.

However, after the sudden jam just now, Qilin was obviously prepared this time. She hugged An Lan and smiled and said: "Did you suddenly forget the lyrics again?

He also said that he likes "A Better Tomorrow" and Chow Yun-fat, and he can't even sing the entire theme song "Love in the Past".

If you really can't sing, just play the song directly. It's just accompaniment and you can't see the lyrics. "

An Lan didn't reply.

Qilin instinctively felt that something was wrong. According to An Lan's habit, he would definitely interrupt and say something flirty at this time. Being silent was not his style.

Qilin looked down again and realized that An Lan had closed her eyes unknowingly, and the cigarette in her mouth had accumulated a long length of ash.

If someone was smoking, the tobacco at the front of the cigarette would suddenly burn regularly, but the cigarette in An Lan's mouth did not.

Qilin couldn't believe it and couldn't accept it. She still forced a smile and babbled: "By the way, your Cantonese is really bad.

You speak English, Japanese and Italian very well, but why does Cantonese sound like a construction site?

But let’s not mention it. It’s not the mainlanders in Guangdong and Guangxi who speak Cantonese. It’s really just like you. Only those who are half-informed can feel it better. "

An Lan still didn't answer.

Qilin was silent for a long time this time. Her heart, which had been broken down several times by An Lan, was on the verge of collapse again. It seemed that this sudden death without making a sound was more in line with reality.

Could it be...

While Qilin was thinking wildly, An Lan, who had fallen asleep because she was too tired, suddenly opened her eyes again, listened to the accompaniment and continued singing "The Love of the Past".

"When I look at your eyes, the warmth is electrified

The dream in my heart has not changed at all

Today I try to be side by side with you again

The love of that year is fresh again

I really can’t sing anymore. "

The lyrics of many songs are actually the verse and chorus repeated twice. You only need to remember the first half, because the lyrics in the second half have not changed at all.

"Love in the Past" is different. The lyrics in the second half are slightly different. An Lan really doesn't remember it.

Qilin was slightly speechless and complained in shock: "You almost scared me to death. You closed your eyes all of a sudden. I thought you were dead."

"How could I die?"

An Lan smiled and said: "I am the prince of the blood clan. If I die, there will be no proof that the blood clan ever existed in this universe.

I can't die, and I won't die, ever. "

The lifeless An Lan suddenly came to life again, his heart beating more powerfully, and his breathing becoming more and more steady.

Qilin, who was holding An Lan in her arms, could also feel this change, and vaguely understood that An Lan would indeed not die, at least not this time.

"How can anyone survive?"

Qilin hugged An Lan and asked with concern: "By the way, what is the belief that supports your survival?"

Is it love, a dream, or what?

Qilin desperately wanted to know the answer to this question.

“Do people need a reason to live?”

An Lan asked back, and then said: "I just want to survive.

Not caring about anyone or anything, just simply wanting to live, wanting to be carefree and wonderful, this is the instinct of living things. "

This is what people without love and dreams are like.

Qilin was slightly disappointed. This was not the answer she wanted to hear, but she could vaguely feel that An Lan was telling the truth.

Although he seems to be able to get along well with anyone, he is such a person in his heart and has never valued anything other than himself.

"It must be painful."

Qilin hugged An Lan and whispered softly: "I remember Oda Nobunaga said this in his desperate poem:

Fifty years of life are like a dream and an illusion compared with heaven and earth. How can a person who is alive once be immortal?

In just a few decades, it is no more than a speck of dust compared to the universe, and even compared to the life of the earth, it is very short.

So you must always have a dream and a goal to strive for, and try to leave something behind.

Leave something behind to prove to this world that you have been here before you die. I think this is why people have dreams that transcend life and death. "

"Beyond life and death, haha."

An Lan chuckled and said disdainfully: "I, An Lan, have looked down at the eternity and am used to seeing life and death.

I will live until the end of the universe. When the universe is destroyed, I will escape from here or open up a new world.

I will live on, longer than anyone or anything, so I don't need dreams or obsessions. My life is enough to prove that I have been to this world. "

Qilin sighed. That's why I hate you super soldiers the most.

I talked to you about philosophy and feelings, and you talked to me about longevity. You directly used lifespan to crush my outlook on life and values. How can we continue the conversation?

"The cigarette is gone. Give me another one." An Lan suddenly reminded.

Qilin took out another cigarette and refilled it for An Lan in silence.

Although she was speechless, Qilin felt a sense of relief for surviving a disaster. Seeing that An Lan was getting more and more energetic, he really would not die.

Even if ordinary people have a last burst of light, they can't come back for so long, right?

Afterwards, the two chatted a lot, from childhood memories to celebrity gossip, from life fun to film and television news.

Just like before.

More than half an hour later, the circling sound of helicopter propellers came from the sky.

"Bang! "

Silly Reina couldn't wait to open the door of the helicopter, and fell from the sky with a whoosh. After landing like Gaia, the son of the earth, she ran straight to Anlan.

Anlan, who had recovered a certain degree of mobility, slowly stood up with the help of Qilin. As soon as he stood up, Reina ran over and touched him all over.

As she touched him, Reina said in amazement: "Damn, it's good, store manager. Your recovery ability is almost stronger than my divine body.

This wound and this bone fragment have just been connected. At this rate, you will be able to recover basic mobility in more than half an hour.

By the way, you have a pretty good figure. "

Qilin glared at Reina, watch out for your claws, I haven't touched them yet!

Recommending a friend's new book, the title of the book: "I Popularize Chinese Gods in Another World"

This is a story about a Chinese god overthrowing the world.

The protagonist Qin Ping, with the Chinese God System, traveled to a different world without the awakening of Chinese gods.

So the end of the foreign gods came.

"Who is it? You say that China has no God? "