Chapter 441 The Dead Tomb (Part 2)
"Yes, she is dead," Roger sighed. {Chinese.
But then he smiled and said, "But she will be resurrected soon."
Alice suddenly turned her head, and Roger was shocked by her eyes. The cold eyes contained so many emotions, anger, disappointment, and sadness for the first time.
At this moment, Roger clearly realized Alice's change, or the subtle change between the two of them. They were no longer the kind of life-and-death relationship in Ziweihua Academy. Alice is now full of hatred for him.
She bit her fine silver teeth and said, "Roger, get out of here."
"Alice",
"roll",
Her eyes suddenly turned red, and two lines of tears passed through her cheeks.
Roger couldn't help but feel at a loss. It was the first time he saw Alice crying. She herself didn't remember how long it had been since she cried. This time she could not help it anymore.
Roger didn't know why she was so excited, but knew that she must be very sad at this time, so he walked up to her and sat silently beside her.
"Roger, your son has been dead for seventeen months, and the grass on the grave has grown to two feet tall, but you have come to see him for the first time."
Roger's heart twitched suddenly, and he turned his head and looked at Alice in shock.
"My son?"
Her words seemed like a hill pressing against his heart, making him unable to see through.
Alice sneered, "Maybe it's my son. He's only three months old when he died. I don't even know whether he is a man or a woman."
Three months, three months
A series of memories suddenly surged up. He remembered the trial of Kanding City, and then the night he passed by Duntou Valley when he was training with the principal. The two were exactly three months apart.
"It was that night",
"You finally remembered?"
Alice said, "Ha, if I don't say it, you will never remember it. In your heart, is there anyone else in addition to your dead fiancée?"
In a stern and cold tone, Roger sat next to her, but seemed to be separated by her thousands of miles away.
Roger's fingertips trembled slightly: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Tell you earlier?" Alice looked at him coldly: "Her death almost made you fall into a slump. I dare to let you know about this?"
She snorted and said, "I doubt until now. Even if I told you at that time, would you be sad for him? Do you cry?"
"It seems that no, you have never had me in your heart, he has never had him."
Depressed words, deep despair.
For more than a year, she has been suffering every day. While enduring the pain of losing her son and considering Roger's mood, all the words in her heart can only be kept in her heart. She only hopes that one day, when he walks out of the shadow of Lolita's death, he will turn around and see the people who have been by his side.
But he never had it, his heart had long been occupied.
"Alice, that's not the case, I'm",
"I have you in my heart, I really have you."
Looking at her thin body and tired face, Roger felt even more painful. People always ignore what they have, and he is no exception.
Alice sneered, "You don't need to comfort me. I have long been accustomed to other people's indifference. I knew my destiny the night my whole family was wiped out ten years ago. I hoped that this child could be born, and in the future he could teach him to read and write, and be an ordinary person. With him, even without you, I could talk about loneliness."
"Now. He is no longer here. This is just my retribution. I have killed so many people and done so many bad things. How can a person like me get what he wants? Go away, Roger, you don't owe me, I don't owe you, from today on, I will never want to see you again."
Roger's heart was as if he was shattered. He never thought that one day Alice would be ashamed of him.
"Alice, no matter how you think of me, I will definitely compensate you in the future, but now you should leave, here."
"It's dangerous here, but is there any better result for me than death?"
She choked Roger again so much that she couldn't speak.
It took him a long time to say, "Yes, of course, why not?"
He grabbed her hand.
"Let me go", Alice's face suddenly shrouded a layer of chill.
"Don't let go",
"open",
"Dong",
This time, Roger didn't say much, knocked her unconscious on the back with a palm, and she finally calmed down and leaned on his back.
His eyes were slightly red, and he had the urge to cry. This girl who once loved him deeply and was extremely considerate to him was really sad.
All this is because of my cowardice, avoidance. If I cared about her more at the beginning, I had to pay more attention to her.
Unfortunately, there is never any if in this world.
"Alice, I love you deeply. When you wake up and the war is over, I will never avoid my feelings for you again. Believe in me."
He sighed and walked out of the continuous mountains with Alice on his back, walked out of the dark and deadhead valley, caught up with Jessus and others' large troops and explained a few words before returning.
When Ying returned to the Dullhead Valley, Yuan and Dante had already transferred the monster's corpse elsewhere, and only Luo Jue was waiting for him in the valley.
Seeing him lowering his head and looking sad, Luo Jue asked, "Are you broken up?"
"No, how could it be?"
Roger rubbed his eyes and pretended to be nothing.
Luo Jue seemed to have a strange power, and he disappeared without a trace after asking about this.
Maybe this is infectiousness, his calmness can always make people feel at ease.
Luo Jue nodded and said, "Let's leave."
The two of them immediately left the Duantou Valley and met with Ying, Yuan and Dante. They did not go far. Under Luo Jue's dispatch, several of them hid in the tunnel not far from the Duantou Valley.
It seemed that he had expected that this day, Luo Jue had dug this tunnel three days ago. His small pangolin puppet was effective in digging tunnels.
Shortly after they entered the tunnel, the sky was covered with dark clouds. The layers of black clouds covered the entire sky, and there were faint thunder and lightning intertwined. The monsters' roars of shocking earth came from the distance, and there were also bursts of heart-pounding sounds of stepping on the ground.
The sounds made by thousands of monsters when they ran seemed like thunder, which made people frightened and trembled.
The destructive aura made people feel even more numb. Only those who come into contact with these monsters at close range know the limits of human power, and there is no power on the mainland that can confront it head-on.
Soon, a loud explosion came, the mountains were shaking, the rocks rolled, and the earth cracked. Even the tunnel where Roger and others were located could feel the vibration.
Roger couldn't help but feel sad. He knew that the Deadhead Valley would no longer exist from today, and that small tomb would no longer exist.
It was his dead child, seventeen months old, and he only visited him once (to be continued.)
Chapter completed!