Mikoto is running.

Her soft tea hair had been blown away by the night wind, and her usual light makeup became a little blurred because of the wind, but she was always running.

I'm such a...an absolute fool!

The black shadow on the viaduct was about to cover it up, the man in black who was strongly stopped in the research institute, and the white eagle face who had just rescued the sister in front of his home, at this moment, all overlapped with the boy who had been wearing a long white windbreaker with a lazy and a little bitchy face, but made people feel a warm smile from the bottom of their hearts.

Why does he always appear beside him, but why does he never see anyone recently? And he still looks tired when meeting him?

Why did he sleep alone on a park bench?

Why does his face look pale every time he sees himself?

Why is he so sure that Heizi and the others can take care of themselves?

How much did he do for himself behind this?

At this moment, Mikoto had already figured out everything in her mind. Why did the blonde girl appear in the institute, fight against her but repeatedly let go of water. Why did the girl with a deep and scary eyes give herself warning in advance? Why did she walk through several institutes just now, but there were only ruins left. All of this had the answer.

But at this time Mikoto didn't think about this at all. She just wanted to be faster and faster.

Hurry up...get to that person.

"Is the eldest sister going to find the eldest brother?" Suddenly, a soft and cute voice suddenly came from Mikoto's ears. Mikoto turned around in shock, but happened to see a blond loli with a look of at least ten years old, looking at her with a smile.

"You are not..." Mikoto looked at Fremea with a little surprise, "I saved Harukami and before..."

"It wasn't my sister who asked me to come." Fremea smiled sweetly at Mikoto and gently pulled Mikoto's hand, "It's another sister. She told me that there is a big sister with tea hair that needs my help."

"Yeah..." Mikoto looked at the girl's clear eyes, her heart couldn't help but feel a little warm, and she nodded gently, "Please...Little sister..."

"Take me to...he's side!"

"Hurry up!" Fremea tilted her head, made a V-word at Mikoto, then smiled slightly, and the next moment, the two disappeared from the spot.

The 17th school district is assigned to the parking lot.

"Cough!" Qing Gong once again hit the container heavily, and the container behind him fell down with a large amount of dust splashing.

If it were a normal person, the internal organs would have been dead by such a collision. However, the Qing Palace was different. His absolute domain was shattered many times during this period, but he stubbornly opened the domain again and again, which made him still persist.

Looking at the white-haired boy in the distance, Qing Gong took a deep breath, forced the sweet liquid in his throat back, and stood up intently. As the boy's black robe fluttered, the snowflakes floating in the sky condensed again, forming a strong cold current, sweeping forward.

"It's useless to say it's useless!" One side of the road narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of coldness, and suddenly raised his hand, like killing a fly. What's shocking was that it was like an invisible force, as the direction of the boy's hand waving, the cold current was broken.

"Be serious!" Yi Fang Tongxing suddenly became furious, and a trace of violence appeared in his scarlet eyes. "When fighting with me, he still hides his strength. Release your Gaia power for me!"

"What's your fault?" Yi Fangtong shouted angrily, "Are you pity me? Bastard!"

"Do it for me!" One side of the road roared to the sky, and with his roar, then, a container that was like a three-story high slowly floated up from the ground, and smashed it hard towards the Qing Palace with the momentum of Mount Tai!

Looking at the huge shadow above his head, Qing Gong gritted his teeth, and while his body suddenly retreated, he pointed it out with one finger.

‘Extreme freezing point’!

The ice layer spread rapidly, instantly wrapping the bottom of the container, but it could not stop it from falling. With a loud bang, the container collided violently with the ground, and then it suddenly turned over. A large amount of white powder poured down from the container and spread rapidly in the air.

"Flour!" Qing Gong's pupils shrank suddenly. He was about to stop him, but it was too late. The corner of the container suddenly scratched another container next to it, causing a large spark.

The next moment, the container exploded, and the entire air spreading by the flour suddenly expanded, and then exploded wildly. The entire parking lot shook violently, and all the containers jumped up suddenly, then landed heavily, making a deafening sound. One side in the center of the explosion was directly swallowed by the explosion flames, and the retreating Qing Palace was hit in the chest by the explosion shock wave and was directly knocked out. A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the mask on his face was shattered.

"No!" At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared in the air. After seeing this scene, the tea-haired girl suddenly screamed shrillly.

Everything comes to silence.

It seems like a long time has passed.

In a daze, Qinggong felt that his head was resting in a soft place, and at the same time, there seemed to be drops of slightly cold water drops on his forehead.

"Is it raining?" Qing Gong murmured, then slowly opened his eyes. Wherever his eyes reached were a pair of tearful amber eyes.

"Mei...qin?" Qing Gong said softly, "Why... are you crying again?"

"Idiot..." Mikoto lowered her head, her brown hair blocked her forehead, and tears slowly dripped on Qinggong's forehead, "Why... do this for me? Obviously... don't need it..."

"Cough..." Qing Gong coughed, and wanted to sit up, but found that the bones all over his body seemed to be disintegrating. He could only smile bitterly, "It seems that the guy Shangjou still didn't keep it secret for me."

"Did you wear this kind of thing all the time?" Mikoto sobbed and gently picked up a mask that had been cracked and was almost shattered from the side. "What...why..."

"How many... why?" Qing Gong tried hard to lift the corner of his mouth and made a smile, "I just wanted to do it... I did it, cough..." As he said, a trace of blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

"You fool, idiot, idiot liar..." Mikoto looked at Qinggong who was still smiling with tears, but her tears were like beads with broken threads. "Have you promised me! Don't worry me anymore, you liar!"

"Yes, I'm a liar." Looking at Mikoto's crying, Lihua was raining, Qinggong smiled instead, raised his hand gently, and stroked Mikoto's head, with the same force as before, as if the two of them were not on a ruined battlefield, but on the rooftop where they usually chat. "A liar who hopes to trick some stupid smile, unfortunately, I seem to have failed this time."

"Why are you still laughing at this time?" Mikoto sobbed, gently stretched out her hand to wipe away the bloody marks on the corner of Qinggong's mouth, "What is the purpose of making herself look like this scarred!"

"I want to see your smile." Qing Gong stared at the beautiful face of the girl who was crying like a little cat, and the corner of his mouth raised a curve slightly. Then, his right hand slowly supported the ground and sat up slowly but firmly, "No matter what, I want to protect everything about the person I want to protect, whether it is her sister, or her smile and sadness, are included in it!"

"This is what I mean in this city." Qing Gong raised his head, looked at the broken ruins in the distance, gritted his teeth, and slowly stood up.

Qing Gong slowly took off his black long jacket and turned it over. Then, in Mikoto's surprised gaze, the black long jacket suddenly became the white long windbreaker that Qing Gong usually wore most.

He put on the long white windbreaker stained with blood and damage, and slowly put on the pair of chestnut-colored thin-edged glasses with one of his legs. Although Qing Gong was still covered in wounds at this time, and the spots of blood stained his arms and face, at this moment, he was still as powerful and noble as he used to be.

"Thank you for your knee pillow." Qinggong turned his head and smiled at Mikoto, "Next, let me end this nightmare."

"No matter what...what will be like in the future!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!