Top guide! The Sentinels were mesmerized

Chapter 103 Love is a Deep Root
"I'm going to die?" Er opened his eyes wide in surprise.

He chuckled again.

"You haven't got the power to kill me yet, dear."

His little dodder ability is not yet complete, and he wants to kill him—

"It's been a while since we entered the 'Gate', but you only appeared in front of me now. This shows that your power is also incomplete."

She spoke coldly as she tore at his chest with her vines. The black blood gushed out and turned into black mist that stickily wrapped around her vines, which she then threw away in disgust.

Obviously he had no heart and no sense of pain, but when she pushed him away, a bitter feeling spread over her.

She hated him so much.

She was just a little bit away from completely falling for him, but those damned humans were still using hypocrisy and so-called self-sacrifice to bring her back to her senses.

"What are you going to do?" He stared at her face, which still had his scars, and smiled wickedly as he opened his arms to her. "Are you going to tear me apart?"

"Or... continue to extend your vines into my body, stir my internal organs, and make me a mess because of you?" His voice was lingering and enchanting, like the softest words of love from a lover.

The black mist condensed and expanded around her again, and he urged the black mist in his body to invade all of Qianzhi's thoughts.

Er curled the corners of his lips, and his voice gradually became deeper and more seductive.

"Would you like to absorb my power? I will taste much better than any human."

The taste of negative emotions of decadence and darkness will be sweeter and mellower than anyone else's. It is the poison that lures her into fall and also the poison that leads her into his arms.

As if lured by his scent, the vines stretched into his body as he spoke. They grasped his illusory bones and internal organs, and even extended into his blood.

"Yes, that's it." He murmured.

The tighter she clung to him, the more he would take over, until they could no longer be separated, and he would devour her—

"Ugh—" Something was burning his body.

Er's expression suddenly changed and he looked down in disbelief.

The emerald green light dispelled his fog, and the flesh and blood on his left chest dissipated into light smoke as the vines burned.

And her part of the burning vines disappeared.

"What are you doing!" Scarlet instantly filled Er's eyes.

He reached out his hand and tried to grasp the Qianzhi in front of him, but was dispersed by another of her burning vines.

"Of course - I'll kill you here." The girl's expression was indifferent, her bright red lips faded to a pale color, and she concentrated all her strength on her vines.

The vines that had penetrated deep into his body began to glow and burn as she spoke, crushing the human form he had formed.

"Let the day of doomsday come back again, eh." Qianzhi said in a calm and resolute tone.

On the last day, she held the bodies of those she once loved and killed all the Senate guards in a frenzy.

Afterwards, Er appeared before her, enumerated the sins of mankind, and tempted her to fall with him.

What was she thinking at that time?

The hatred and anger disappeared the moment she killed the guard, and what lingered in her mind were the vivid faces in the doomsday base who once smiled at her.

The tenderness of a mother coaxing her child, the doting of a husband when he holds his wife's hair, and their moist and warm breath, their beating chests, and the love bursting from their eyes when they are by her side.

Love is a deep-rooted system that can produce flowers of hope even in the barren, dry, and hateful soil. "And then? We both fall asleep after being seriously wounded, and then start a new reincarnation?" Er's scarlet eyes narrowed greedily, "But no matter how many times, in the end, you will belong to me."

"There won't be a next time." Qianzhi closed his eyes, "Let's end everything right here."

Her little face glowed with golden light in the shadows, and links of light green and gold appeared on her pale skin, lighting up her vines in spots.

It was like...she had set herself on fire.

The light burned away the black fog scars in her body and mental image, and quickly spread downwards to the vines, dispelling all the black fog around her.

"Stop!" Er growled hoarsely.

He raised his arms and tried to hug her.

"Self-destruction? Huh? Do you think you can kill me like this? You can't do it!" His voice was finally no longer playful, lazy and lingering, but was mixed with tiny, almost panicky tremors.

"Stop, Chizhi!" His arms were torn by her burning vines, but he still grew new arms to hold her tightly.

One side of Er's face was burned and melted, but he still moved closer to her.

For a moment, he was like a moth that flew toward fire even though it knew it was the flame that would consume it.

"No." She lifted up her pretty little face and smiled at him provocatively.

"Do you really want to protect those ants?" Er stared at her. His low and moist voice had completely disappeared, and it was hoarse and terrifying. "Then I will kill them now--"

He changed his mind, he wanted to make her fall into the despair of losing them.

The black fog gushed out frantically from the empty ground in the illusion and stabbed towards the sentinels!

At this moment, the girl leaned towards Er and hugged him tightly. At the same time, her petite body burst into a dazzling golden light, like a thin and fragile candle flame that was about to burn itself out!

"Qianqian——" Ian's roar came from not far away.

Even the countless black mists attacked them and even penetrated their limbs and torsos.

But Ian seemed unconscious. He just wiped the blood from his lips, waved the lightsaber in his hand, and approached Qianzhi.

Ming took a quick look at his pierced shoulder, swung his long tail, and rushed towards Qianzhi like lightning!

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It was the sound of giant wings flapping, followed by the sound of flesh being torn.

Silver blood sprayed on Qianzhi's face.

It seeped drop by drop into her mental picture and turned into her strength.

"Cui?" Qianzhi looked at the young man standing beside her in a trance.

He was looking at her with that familiar smile.

However, only one of the beautiful wings remained, and the rest turned into a silver stream of spiritual power and flowed into her body.

"It's terrible. I almost forgot my original intention of standing by my sister's side." He smiled, his delicate face as beautiful as a flower.

"I was supposed to be a butterfly that survived by relying on the wish to accompany my sister."