In the darkness in the distance of the manor, someone smiled.

"We may find it, there is no place to run."

"Want to end this farce?"

"No, it's interesting, it's still early, I want to see the curtain."

"Follow your will."

Inside the boulder.

For a while, Crame felt that these classmates were unfamiliar. Is it too cowardly, or are they too strong?

Outstanding students discussed the breakout strategy, and they were bravely like the heroes in the opera, but no one asked about their opinions. It seemed that he was a dragging oil bottle with running.

It's better to say, why didn't you think about throwing off me, and the four people broke through, would it be faster?

Crame thought of those dead classmates and could not help but feel guilty. He knew that these people might come to himself and come to himself.

He wanted to shout to the Yongye Church. He was the guardian. He let his classmates go. Just kill himself.

But it is shameful that Kremang does not want to die. Although he has reached a desperate situation, he still does not want to die.

He immediately abandoned his cowardice and despicable, and longed for miracles.

By the way, what about Neilfu? Why didn't Ye Qiufeng ask Neilfu's opinion?

Crame stunned and turned to see. As a result, where there was the shadow of Neilfu, the other party did not stand behind him.

Taking advantage of the moonlight's light, he looked down, where his roommate was lying on his back, and the occasional disgusting guy.

There is a huge mouth on the back of Neilfu. From the left thick shoulder to the waist, he has already suffered a fatal injury, but he still kills himself to Ye Qiufeng.

It turns out ... the guy who always loves to pick his own fault, isn't it?

Is it a person who has been destined to die here with himself?

Kremang felt that his eyes were inexplicable a bit sour. He suddenly felt that Neilfu was still very good. At least he would not ridicule himself every day. He also gave himself glutinous rice cake on his birthday.

"Walk!"

Ye Qiufeng pulled Kremang, the enemy had surrounded, and they had no time to waste.

Crame's footsteps are stiff and followed by Ye Qiufeng, and Roosevelt's roar came from the front.

After he returned to his mind, he went forward to see, and saw the tall and burly blonde teenager who rushed to the three superbers with a hunter.

The cold blade pierced Roosevelt's chest, but the teenager stepped forward and cut off the other person's head, but he couldn't have the ability to go out of the second knife, because his left and right arms were cut off by enemies on both sides.

The fierce roar of the blonde youth also hit the enemy on the left with a painful mourning, with the last strength, and the throat was hoarse: "Aye!"

Ye Qiufeng was silent, sprinting, jumping, and a sword cut off the head of the two enemies. When he landed, his brow frowned. Obviously, the wound in the abdomen was constantly cracking and bleeding.

Kremang was speechless in front of him in front of him. He thought, if I was brave, I said that I was a guardian and "handed them out". Will these students die?

He felt that his shoulder was pushed, and the cold female voice came from behind him, "Don't be in a daze, follow him."

Kremang hit a spirit, and the instinct of survival made him follow Ye Qiufeng's pace. Ye Qiufeng was indeed known as a genius. Even if he was slightly underworld, he passed the level and killed four people.

Take him out of the boulder.

Clement didn't have time to rejoice at "escaping life". He couldn't bear his desire to look back, so he still looked back.

Lalatina, this heroic silver-haired girl, used an iron whip to deal with many enemies, fighting and retreating, and finally retreated to Roosevelt's body. This girl did not run away.

She stood there waving her iron whip, but was unable to stop the enemy from approaching further.

Several crossbow arrows were shot out of the darkness, piercing the girl's chest, arms, and thighs.

She lost her strength and collapsed to the ground. She reached out tremblingly to touch the dead blond boy with wide eyes on the ground. She then looked back at Ye Qiufeng and Clemend who were gradually running away, and opened her mouth with the following words:

"Run faster."

Everyone knows that people who are cut off cannot leave. However, Lalatina was not seriously injured. Originally, Clement was very strange.

But at this moment, he suddenly understood why Lalatina proposed to cut off the heir. He remembered that Lalatina liked Roosevelt, and if Roosevelt could not survive as the pioneer, then she would die with him as the heir.

Tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of Clement's eyes. He suddenly felt that the students here were all very good.

Although they sometimes tease and ridicule their own achievements, they never insult themselves. Everyone has their own shining points.

In times of crisis, the strong will take care of the weak, just like Ye Qiufeng never asked him to charge.

Looking back on the past, when they first came to this manor, the seven or eight-year-old boys and girls also experienced happy times together.

He remembered the birthday gift that Nilford gave him, remembered that Roosevelt went to the cafeteria with him to steal bread, remembered that Lalatina taught him the meaning of theology, remembered that Ye Qiufeng and he fought side by side on the court...

People often discover what they have only when they lose it.

Clement regretted it very much. It turned out that this place was not a prison or a hell. He had a group of classmates who had lived together since childhood. They had also had happy times, warmth, and even love.

"Clement."

Ye Qiufeng suddenly spoke, interrupting the running silence.

"What's wrong?"

Clement looked at his back in the darkness.

"I think I'm about to die. I'll run for another minute. I'll stay and stop. You can keep running. You have to believe in the church and wait for rescue."

Ye Qiufeng's voice seemed a little weak. If there was morning light at this time, he could see clearly that his pants were stained with blood, and the wound on his abdomen was bleeding heavily during the violent running.

"Keep on holding on, I'll be the one to break it off!"

Clement shouted, not knowing where he got the courage to speak like this.

"No, you are not injured and can run farther. In terms of long-distance running, you should be the best at it. After all, Master Yideng often punishes you."

Ye Qiufeng's voice became lower and lower.

Clement suddenly hated this kind of conversation, or he hated himself, "...can I ask why?"

"What why?"

Ye Qiufeng's speed began to slow down, and it was obvious that he could no longer bear the running.

"Why are you protecting me just because I'm the weakest one?"

Clement asked about the doubts in his heart. He was thinking that if it weren't for taking care of himself, Nilf might not have died.

"Isn't it often said in the scriptures we have read that when the strong have the power, they must always take care of the weak, so that the world will be beautiful and kind."

In the night wind, the young man's voice was filled with emotion.

"Is that why?"

Clement opened his mouth and wanted to ask the other party if he knew his identity as a "guardian". Could it be that Master Yideng revealed the information to other students?

But Ye Qiufeng answered faster. Before he could ask the next question, he said: "No...this is just a small part of the reason. Everyone is willing to take care of you because we are friends."

Ye Qiufeng stopped, helped Clement's shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "You have really good endurance, keep running, I should be able to buy you another minute."

Clement was silent for a moment and ran forward.

"Yes, run faster, my last... friend."

Ye Qiufeng looked at Clemend's back, whispered to himself, and turned to look at the third-class priest of Yongye Church who was chasing him.

I feel a little unwilling to die like this.

But he hoped that the sacrifices of his friends were meaningful, at least to let the guardian survive, even if it was just for one more minute.

The wind sounded, and Ye Qiufeng stared blankly at Clement, who had returned.

"Don't kill him, your target..."

Clement shouted, but before he could finish his words, Ye Qiufeng, who was being judged by himself, exploded into a ball of meat paste.

Hot blood rained on his face, and he was stunned for a moment.

bang bang bang

There was a burst of clapping in the darkness, like a polite audience watching the curtain call of a big play.

Under the moonlight, a man in a red suit came over and said, "It seems you are right."

Bang

There was a heavy sound of landing and smoke filled the air. Not far from Clement, an old man stood up tremblingly. He was dressed in ragged clothes. He was none other than Master Yideng.

Master Yideng looked at Ye Qiufeng's body next to Clement and sighed.

He turned his eyes to the handsome middle-aged man in a red suit, "Can I ask, which Sin Archbishop are you?"

Like a stage actor, the man in red put his hands on his chest and bent down to perform a courtesy, "Eternal Night Church, Archbishop of Arrogance and Sin, Fei**. Aston, it's an honor to meet you, Master Yideng."

Master Yideng clasped his hands together and said, "You will get nothing, and even if you are contaminated by my weird origin, you will be hunted to death by the Chief Magistrate."

"Really? I really want to know if there is really something wrong with Ji Wu Jiu."

The next moment, a gentle female voice sounded in the night, causing Master Yideng and Aston to change their expressions at the same time.

Master Yideng was shocked at first, and then sighed, "It seems your information is very accurate."
To be continued...