Chapter 65: Grief
"No, it's not. ”
Wang Yu tilted his head mockingly: "Do you still have to quibble at this time?"
"No, what I mean is that I haven't thought about the Crystal Palace or anything, I just don't want to live too tired, and I think too much about half of my body. ”
"Well, the difference in thinking caused by gender differences, I see. ”
The boy didn't look embarrassed at all, and nodded seriously.
"You can't have a problem, do you? After staying in the all-female Red Devil Pavilion for so long, you haven't even found a girlfriend, and you don't even have the desire to find it. ”
"I don't have a problem, you know it best, don't you? Miss Wang Ming, who shared all my memories. ”
"Don't be so ambiguous, as if I have something to do with you. How disgusting it is to attack itself. ”
"That's because your own mind is not pure, but I have always been a righteous gentleman who acts frankly. ”
"Well, could it be that you're a? Considering that when you're out there, you're surrounded by males, and there's a good chance that's the truth?"
The corners of the boy's mouth were unnaturally grinning, and his face was gloomy and terrifying: "If I'm surrounded by all females, it's a problem, right? And I'm not a." ”
Wang Ming nodded: "That's right." ”
The dry conversation ended, and the dead silence spread. The two looked at each other, neither of them speaking again, both thinking something in their hearts.
"Enough of the unnutritious nonsense, if that's your last word, goodbye. ”
The young man raised his cane and pressed it against Wang Ming's eyebrows. Although he was about to kill the enemy, there was not much joy in his heart, only a faint helplessness and exhaustion.
Even he didn't know why, he obviously hated this person who dared to hurt his most important thing so much, and he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood. But at this moment, I can't feel the pleasure of torturing and killing the enemy in the past.
"Don't you ask my people for vain power?"
"Since you're already a vampire, you don't care about becoming a ghoul. The young man calmly said something creepy, "It's a big deal, gnaw at your bones, find it, it's no big deal." ”
Wang Ming nodded: "I see." ”
The pure white girl raised her hand, and the pitch-black light converged and turned into a small sphere. The same black light, but unlike the tyrannical restlessness in Kang Jichuan's hands, which seemed to be able to break free from the master's shackles at any time and wreak havoc, the pitch-black light in Wang Ming's hands was quiet and peaceful, as quiet as a deep pool.
As its name suggests, Abyss, Abyss, Ming.
The Southern Hades, the Heavenly Pond also.
The girl raised her hand slightly, and the pitch-black ball of light jumped up obediently, and the endless black light gushed out of it like a river and scattered away, and this ball of light also emitted a steady stream of black light like a spring, rushing to the boundary of this void realm, and disappeared.
"Well, everything has been modified to the way it was. ”
The girl lowered her arms and said a little tiredly, "You'll see it when you go out." ”
Wang Hao was silent for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he sneered and sneered: "Do you think I will let you go like this?"
"It's useless for you to let me go. Wang Ming looked at the young man, "I'm just returning to the light now, and my soul has been crushed." If it weren't for the fact that you and I are of the same origin, if I could have been blessed in your spiritual world for a while, I would have been erased by the world as soon as I died, right?"
"After all, I was quite disgusted by what I did after I was born. ”
"You know that, too. ”
Wang Yu sneered and put down his hand holding the cane.
He didn't listen to Wang Ming's words, but after Wang Ming's death, he regained all control of the spiritual world, and he knew the girl's situation clearly.
"Do you need me to explain your doubts?"
Ice cracks spread across the pure white girl's body, and a pitch-black light radiated from the beautiful splinters, as if a black sun was contained in her body. And Wang Ming said softly as if he was completely unconscious.
"No, no. ”
The boy was silent for a while, the tangle and struggle in his eyes kept flickering, but finally he shook his head firmly.
"I'm happy with this life now, and I don't want to be complicated anymore. Whatever I carry or inherit, at least now I don't want to face it. Wang Yu sighed, "Although I am very cowardly and courageless, at least let me take a breather." No matter what the future holds, let me stay in my dreams for a while now, if only I could stay a little longer. ”
Wang Hui knew that there were so many doubts about him, not to mention that from his starting point in Gensokyo, why did Flandorow trust a strange human whom he met for the first time, was it just because he cared for and cherished the little girl with the same care and affection as a fanatic?
Not necessarily, how could the murderous demon sister be a monster who would be moved by the feelings of irrelevant people? She ate not a thousand but eight hundred "dim sum", and many of them were admired by the demonic beauty of the little girl.
And how can an ordinary human be able to withstand the huge resentment that Flandrew has accumulated over the past four hundred and ninety-five years, maintain a complete self-acceptance, and become a pure vampire?
You must know that even if ordinary humans are accepted as clansmen by the blood clan, their future achievements and potential will be greatly reduced due to their congenitally low "position" on the Kabbalah tree, which is an insurmountable chasm and a shackle given by the "gods".
But why did Wang Hao become a perfect demon, as if he was born a vampire, and he didn't adapt to the change of identity at all?
"Well, that's true for your answer, you lazy coward. ”
The girl was not discouraged. Wang Yu didn't want to know, so she wouldn't tell him.
Let him stay in his dreams for a little longer, even if it is drowning, that is his choice.
"But you can't run away from it forever, one day you have to face it. ”
"Face those hatreds, responsibilities and sorrows. ”
Wang Yu nodded: "I know." ”
"But now, I have nothing to do with those things, I'm just a little vampire. ”
"Maybe when the time comes to face it, I'll have enough strength to face those things, right?"
"No, it won't. The girl shook her head slightly, not seeming to agree with Wang Hao, and this action also made the broken lines on her body spread faster. "There is no better than sorrow, and it is a devil that you cannot resist no matter how strong you are or how long you live. ”