Return from the second dimension

When did it change?When did it change?In other words, when did you no longer want to live?

She didn't know when it would start, she just wanted to defend the entrance to the abyss with all her strength, and go all out, that's all.

If you can’t stand it with your best efforts, then no matter how bad the result is, there’s no way, because she’s dead if she can’t stand it.

There is nothing to do if you die.

There is no fear of death, only responsibility supports her to fight, but responsibility is only responsibility.

Tired, tired of the body, more tired of the mind.

Guarding the abyss for decades, experiencing countless battles and countless fights, every time she went all out, and lived to death again and again, which made her unbearable exhaustion.

Although I didn't think about begging for death, it might be easier if I died.

Everything after death can't be controlled, there is no way.

Such negative thoughts inevitably breed, and over time they gradually become dominant.

When do you want to live again, when does the desire for survival reappear, and when does it start... Absolutely to live?

Just the last two months, starting from that dream.

She is not stupid, although she is rationally judged, it is impossible for the devil to influence her and make her dream.

But dreaming of the past and the teacher again and again made her feel a little strange, until the pillow that appeared tonight.

She wanted to know who the pillow was and if it was a teacher.

Why does the pillow appear.

Why do you dream these days.

If the pillow is a teacher, why does it become a pillow?

If everything has nothing to do with the teacher, what is the truth?

I want to know, I want to find the answer, I don't want to die.The answer is right here, the pillow must know everything, as long as you leave with the pillow, you will definitely know the answer you have been longing for, maybe you can see...

Even in the face of the devil, facing this almost invincible terrifying enemy, she still did not give up the hope of survival.

Although the probability of winning is close to zero, we still have to fight.

Fight.

Make a way out.

Live, and find the answer.

Her vigor is steadily rising.

When she became stronger, she could feel that when she started working with the three cadres, she found that she became stronger.

With every cut and every movement, it seemed to come alive.

There is a kind of vitality in martial arts.

The power that reached the limit, once again broke forward.

The three cadres who had been able to withstand her were easily beheaded in front of her without consuming much strength.

Although it is because of being at home, it is more that she has become stronger and continues to grow stronger.

So I can fight!

She looked up at the demon king who was overwhelmed by the demon flames, with a firm face and stubbornness in her eyes. She wanted to defeat the demon king and live!

"kill!"

She violently kills, one knife, then another, each one is stronger than the previous one, and she constantly breaks through herself in the battle.

The blades of light are connected together, no matter who you are in front of, whether it is the devil or the abyss, even if it is a god, it will kill you!

"kill!"

The fierce murderous intent, countless blade lights like a storm, forced the demon king like the steel mountain to retreat.

"kill!"

She gave a violent shout and poured all her strength into it.A protracted battle with a demon king who is stronger than himself is bound to lose. The only possibility is to make a single blow.

The devil stopped, facing her knife, clenched a fist, and slammed out a flat punch, shattering the knife.

The Fengban River was knocked into the air like a cannonball and fell to the ground. His body bounced a few times like a water float, and was finally blocked by the war fort.

She leaned against the wall and spit out a bit of blood, but the Demon King did not stop, stepping across several mountains.

Fengban Dahe got up with difficulty, ready to fight again, she would not give up, she would never give up until the last moment.

Want to live.

However, a figure appeared in front of her as a pillow.

It was obviously a pillow, but he stood up with pride.

The straight figure stood in front of her.

"Teacher?" Fengban Dahe couldn't help but said.

In this back figure, she saw the familiar figure once again, the powerful body that could block everything for her.

"You are finally willing to call me a teacher." I don't know when, a red cloak was tied to the pillow, and the cloak swayed in the wind.Under the dark red light of the sky, a slender and fuzzy shadow was drawn.

He smiled at Aizaka Dahe on the pillow, then took a cigarette, took a sip, spit out the white mist, and looked at the devil, "Dare to do it to my lovely apprentice?"

"I thought you were ugly and I wouldn't kill you?"

Throwing the cigarette on the ground with a pillow, stepping on the cigarette butt, and rushing towards the devil madly, "Devil, for the sake of my lovely apprentice calling me teacher again, I will make you die a little bit easier!"

Fengban Dahe stared at the figure stepping into the air.

Punch.

The pillow was blown by the Demon King, countless cotton wool exploded, and countless cracks appeared on his body. The portrait of Sun Baihe on the surface was blackened by the scorching heat and blurred.

In the blink of an eye, the two-thirds thinner, leaving only a thick pillow, was smashed from the sky.

Fengban Dahe rushed to catch the pillow, and the pillow in his arms showed her a weak smile.