It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

Su Haoqian's body shook violently at this moment, but he still did not struggle, and did not even frown.

He let the monster slowly take his heart out of his chest, and then ruthlessly threw the bloody heart into the pentagram formation at his feet.

The heart fell heavily on the formation and was instantly wrapped in purple light. The entire formation began to tremble.

Every edge of the pentagram was stained red with blood, and the purple light became more dazzling.

The ice field began to shake, like the earth wailing.

Su Haoqian raised his head, his face was as pale as paper, blood kept flowing out of his chest, and his vitality was rapidly draining away with the blood.

But there was a long-lost determination in his eyes, that kind of fearlessness and relief burning in his eyes, blooming for the last time.

He smiled slightly, a tired smile, his eyes passed over the purple star formation in front of him and looked deeply at Xiao Huai, as if he was using up his last bit of strength to remember this only scene.

"Go!" Su Haoqian suddenly shouted at Xiao Huai, his voice hoarse.

Xiao Huai looked at everything in front of him with a frown, but when he saw Su Haoqian's pleading and resolute eyes, he did not hesitate and quickly turned and left.

"Stay alive..." Su Haoqian's voice gradually deepened, hiding a hint of hope that was almost pleading, "Prove to me that there is still freedom in this world."

After completing its mission, the gray-skinned monster quickly dissipated into the air like smoke.

On the ice field, only Su Haoqian's lonely figure remained, standing in the center of the formation.

Su Haoqian's eyes gradually lost focus, welcoming his final liberation.

He felt his strength slipping away, his knees went weak, and he was about to fall to the cold ground.

However, just when he was about to fall, a pair of hands held him firmly.

It was the young soldier.

The soldier's eyes were filled with tears. He hugged Su Haoqian tightly, his face already covered with tears and snot. He shook his head vigorously, his voice almost pleading: "Professor Su, please don't die, you are my savior!"

Su Haoqian raised his head with difficulty and saw the soldier's face clearly in his blurry vision.

He was stunned for a moment and remembered something.

That was... the soldier who had given him the new cigarette.

At that time, he smiled brightly and was carefree, just like the other people who believed in him, like the warm sun rising in the east.

He finally understood that he was just a coward in the armor of a villain. Even though he bore a bad reputation, deep down he still longed to be believed in and to be saved.

He frowned slightly, but a faint arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Su Haoqian coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining his clothes red.

He looked at the soldier in front of him who was crying miserably and no longer had the strength to speak complete sentences.

So he whispered one word:

"cigarette……"

The soldier's tears flowed even harder, but as he cried, he actually started laughing. The mixture of tears and laughter made him look extremely miserable: "Professor... didn't you say you would quit smoking?"

Tears slid down the soldier's cheeks and dripped into the corners of Su Haoqian's eyes. The tears spread, as if Su Haoqian himself was crying.

The soldier sobbed as he saw Su Haoqian covered in blood. His right hand was broken and he had no heart.

He couldn't help but choke up and said, "Seeing you're in so much pain, let me light a cigarette for you, Professor... Please hold on."

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette from it, and put it in Su Haoqian's mouth.

His hands were shaking and he fiddled with the lighter, trying several times but failing to light it.

He was as nervous as a child, his fingers were already cold and stiff, but he tried again and again to light the fire.

But at the moment the flames jumped, Su Haoqian's eyes slowly closed, his brows relaxed, and a faint smile hung at the corners of his mouth.

I no longer have the energy to smoke one last cigarette.

The soldier's tears flowed out like a flood. He stared blankly at the unlit cigarette, his vision blurred by the tears in his eyes. His voice was trembling and almost inaudible: "Professor... wake up... please..."

Su Haoqian's body grew ice-cold in his arms, and was about to completely dissipate on the ice field.

The soldier hugged Su Haoqian's body, whimpering in pain, but his voice was quickly covered by a gust of cold wind.

The ground seemed to be wailing, as if countless dead souls were howling between heaven and earth.

The air around became colder and colder, and the temperature was sucked away in an instant.

The soldier looked around and saw countless ancient evil gods with withered and pale faces. Those evil gods emerged from the shadows on the ground. Their eyes were deep and cold, and they were filled with endless hatred and murderous intent.

The faces of these ancient evil gods were extremely terrifying, like corpses that had been dead for thousands of years, with shriveled skin, protruding bones, and eyes like knives, which pierced the soldiers' hearts with fear.

However, the Ancient Evil God's gaze swept across the soldier's face, and finally stayed on Su Haoqian's body for only a second, then gradually dissipated in the wind and snow on the ice field, without launching any attack on the soldier.

He didn't know that it was the last bit of protection Su Haoqian left for him at the last moment.

At the last moment, Su Haoqian used his own strength to build a life barrier for this innocent soldier, protecting him from the harm of those evil gods.

He finally became a human being and the hero he had always longed to be.

Even if it's only for a brief moment.

His death was a joke of fate, but also his most complete relief.

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The evil gods who were fighting stopped and looked into the distance, their eyes filled with vigilance and uneasiness.

They seemed to realize that some ancient power was awakening, a power whose evil and violence even surpassed their own.

So, they made a quick decision, their figures turned into afterimages, and scattered in all directions, trying to escape from the impending terror.

However, it was too late.

The earth began to tremble, the ice cracked, and rising from the cracks were the figures of countless ancient evil gods.

They slowly rose from the abyss, their eyes flashing with greed and ruthlessness, locking onto their target like hunting beasts.

Their favorite targets to kill are gods with perfect torsos.

Faced with this terrifying killing force, even if they are fellow evil gods, they will not receive any mercy or forgiveness.

With a loud bang, the earth trembled, and an ancient evil god's palm slammed down, knocking an evil god away, and blood splattered like arrows.

The evil god struggled in the air for a moment, and was then grabbed from behind by another ancient evil god. Its sharp claws pierced into his body, tearing him in half.

The ice field was instantly covered in blood and turned into a hell of killing.

The evil gods roared and released their respective powers to fight back, but the power of the ancient evil gods was far beyond their imagination.

It can only be ruthlessly torn apart and its divine core devoured.

Xiao Huai kept in touch with all his partners in his mind and announced a new plan.