The plain blue and white porcelain Tang suit was stained with the blood of an old friend. Qian Baidu clenched the Chinese sword in his hand. His gentle eyes were soaked with cold light and he said mockingly, "I'm sorry. Maybe I am what you call pedantic. No matter what, I can't bear to put down the sword in my hand. Even if the gun is pointed at you, I will protect mankind to the death."
The "Jun Yi Team" behind him all raised their cold and bloodthirsty swords.
"What should we do now?" Hepes on the other side had a pair of beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his silver-gray eyes were especially weird under the bloody sky.
Fleming wiped the blood from his eyes and said, "Fight to death for smart but stupid humans. This is where you and I end up."
In the cold memory space, they also have their own beliefs and destinations, using different means and cold emotions to protect the human world. In addition to gradual understanding, whether it also breeds human emotions and desires.
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