Substitute death

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Chen An did not return for a long time, which made Yonglin, who was left alone in the woods to wait, a little confused.

Chen An said that he would just go back and take a look, and he would be back soon. So why hasn't it come back until now?

Thinking back to the reason why Chen An suddenly brought himself back this time and the anxiety that he revealed in his words at that time. Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of foreboding came over me.

The confused mind began to become agitated, and standing on the branches of the trees, Yonglin looked in the direction of the Red Devil Pavilion from afar. The trees obscured the vision, and the brow was furrowed to think seriously, but the mind was always disturbed by the anxiety of strange emotions that could not be understood.

- Always strangely turn your thoughts to him, is there something wrong with him? Why haven't you come back yet? Is it a pleasure to accidentally forget yourself such an inexplicable question, and you can't concentrate.

What's more subtle is that when I think of these questions, my thoughts always go back to the past, back to the original seaside, back to that day, back to the moment when life in the outside world opened, and back to all the bits and pieces in the outside world.

I've never been cared for like that. Washing hair, combing hair, laundry, cooking, and even travel are also all taken care of.

I've never been provoked so easily. 800 million years old, 800 million years old girl, 800 million years old woman, 800 million years old single old virgin that no one wants. A casual sentence always makes her angry.

No one has ever been deceived like that. Playing with her like a fool and deceiving her. But the ultimate desire is not for herself, but directed at her. Don't say anything, even if the process is painful, it's the same kind of gentle and under-beaten smile.

Why he thought of this, Yonglin didn't know. It's just that when the corners of the mouth are unconsciously revealed, and when the heart is filled with warmth, the anxiety is rapidly amplified.

Yonglin flew high, standing on the tip of the canopy and looking in the direction of the Red Devil Pavilion.

Suddenly, the bell rang.

As if shaking the heavens and the earth, the invisible Haoran sound wave instantly swept through the entire Red Devil Pavilion. At the same time, there seemed to be a tooth-souring, piercing sound of metal colliding.

It was shattered, crushed, and then grew and spread like spring grass after fire. Restlessness was lost in the reverberating bells, and then reappeared in the faint sound of metal clashing, and at once took up all the free space in my mind.

I can't keep thinking, I can't keep waiting. The anxiety in my heart has burned all the calmness like a raging fire, and then turned into a noisy voice echoing in my head.

"Go see, go see, go see ......"

"Don't go, you'll be discovered, he also said wait for him ......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Shut up! That guy can't take care of it! ”

Endless arguments echoed in my head. Finally, unable to endure the anxiety anymore, Yonglin angrily tied the long silver hair that fell behind him to his waist, and quickly walked towards the Red Devil Pavilion.

When I came to the gate of the Red Devil Pavilion, what I saw was not the lazy door Fanmisuzu that I was accustomed to in the past, but the blood scattered all over the ground and a bracelet that fell to the ground, red, but stained with blood, as if it were even redder.

"-This is!?"

The foreboding became stronger and stronger, and Yonglin didn't have time to think about it, or even pick up the bracelet to observe, so he rushed through the blood-stained iron gate with a sudden heroic and desolate laughter, and flew towards the backyard of the Red Devil Pavilion.

When he finally came to the backyard, the ominous premonition was confirmed by the events in his eyes, and Yonglin's eyes were about to split.

"-What did you do!? Chen An!! ”

A roar of rage, and then the wooden bow appeared out of thin air. With his feet on the bow, the bowstring was full, and the white bow on the arrow swayed in the night wind, and then flew to Remy, who pierced Chen An's right chest with Gangenir near his shoulder and nailed him to the bell tower!

Blood dripped like rain in the night, dripping to the ground, as if playing the melody of the night, soft and cruel.

"Miss!"

"Sister, be careful!"

"Remy!"

Under the call of the courtyard Saki Ye, Remy let go of the Gungnir who had pinned Chen An and retreated, and after the arrows that came from the wind shredded a few strands of purple hair on Remi's forehead, it left a bloodshot on her cheek, and disappeared into the night sky in an instant.

"-You guy actually dare to hurt the eldest lady and suffer death under him!"

"Dare to sneak up on Remyβ€”try it!"

"Sister! Bad guys – don't try to run! ”

Except for Misuzu, who was silently looking up at Chen An, who was nailed to the clock tower as if he was dead, because of the blood dripping on his face, the three of them all angrily attacked the sneak attacker, Yonglin, after making sure that Remi was safe.

Blood spreads through the air, and then a psychedelic labyrinth traps Yonglin in it. It was like a cold winter, with beautiful snow and ice falling, but mixed with the cold light flickering and whistling and falling sharp ice cubes. Time froze abruptly, and then, like a metal storm, silver knives scattered all over the sky surrounded Yonglin.

The great sense of crisis made Yonglin's pupils shrink suddenly. Although the body has not shrunk much by getting smaller, it still affects something to some extent, such as the posture of drawing the bow.

With the feet bowed and the hands fully drawn, this posture is undoubtedly not suitable for combat, especially for dodging in battle. Coupled with the fact that he had not fought for a long time, Yonglin could only watch the attack come at the moment, but he could not dodge.

"β€”Haha, let me go forward in purgatory, tortured, and lead you to play the song of this world!"

And just when Yonglin gritted his teeth and decided to withstand these attacks with the immortal characteristics of his Penglai people. Frantic laughter suddenly rang out, and then a man appeared, the knight guarding the princess on one knee beside her.

Flying warm blood splashed on his face, and Yonglin was stunned on the spot.

And then......

β€”β€”Chen An!!"

……

Indulge in the past, as far as the eye can see, it is colorful. The intersection of blood and resentment, the color of red and black, covering the sky and the earth, endless, boundless.

They flowed violently, condensed into the essence of resentment, like a storm that overturned the world, surging and surging and roaring in his ears with rage.

"--All the betrayals and relatives are separated, and there will be no return!"

"--All the betrayals and relatives are separated, and there will be no return!"

"--All the betrayals and relatives are separated, and there will be no return!"

Endless resentment turned into black water, wave after wave, and finally stormy waves, as if Noah's flood washed down.

The world seems to return to the beginning of the birth of all things, colorful and flawless. Suddenly, a torrent of memories came rushing upstream, swimming against the pale world, crashing into his consciousness, and then fading into shape.

Scene after moment, events at unknown moments struck his senses of sight and hearing, incinerated his sense of touch and taste, and destroyed his sense of smell.

He saw countless lives being destroyed, and he also saw endless despair and suffering. In the end, he saw everything he didn't know at that moment.

He watched his lovers who had been married after a thousand hardships swearing an oath, and when they had attained their hard-won happiness, the earth suddenly shattered with rage, and the darkness of despair swallowed them up;

He witnessed the flames and troubled times, countless people were separated from their wives and families in the war. Eventually, when the devastated and tormented land finally ushered in peace, it disappeared with the darkness that swept through the thunder that shattered the sky;

He witnessed the last snow fall in a world, white and snowy, flying all over the sky. Then the crystal clear pure white is quietly dyed with the black of destruction, becoming the last silent elegy of the world;

Finally, he watched as he was pierced through his shoulder blades by Gangenir, the blood stained the night red, and Remy's intimate and hostile gaze.

"--All the betrayals and relatives are separated, and there will be no return!"

"--All the betrayals and relatives are separated, and there will be no return!"

"--All the betrayals and relatives are separated, and there will be no return!"

"Where β€”β€”β€”β€” you are, is the !! of purgatory"

When the flood of memories dissipates, the rage of resentment continues. In a blurred vision, the girl is about to die.

The night wind stroked his long hair wildly, his death-white distorted face was revealed, and Chen An, who seemed to be dead on the clock tower, suddenly held his forehead and laughed: "-The place where I am is is purgatory!" …… Got it, got it, got it! In that case, let me go forward in purgatory, be tormented, and then lead you to the song of this world! ”

With a grin, a cruel bone cracking sound sounded, and the shoulder blade shattered instantly. Leaving boiling flesh and blood on Gungnir, leaving a hollow in his chest, and white broken bones flying, Chen An bounced down, instantly penetrating the offensive that surrounded Yonglin, and appeared in front of her.

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β€”β€”Chen An!!"

Kneeling on one knee, leaning forward, the back of his body was full of knives and ice edges, and the palm of his left hand, which blocked the hollow hole in his right chest, was also pierced by red ice cubes. His body was devastated, and his knees were covered in blood.

In Yonglin's incredulous scream, Chen An closed one eye and smiled weakly and gently at her.

"Didn't you stay there and wait for me to go back, why did you come here...... An 800-million-year-old young girl can't be disobedient. ”

"You...... You ......"

"What are you, do you want to ask me why I am like this? Oh yes, I don't want to either, because it's like this...... It hurts. It's just that Remy, they hate me so much that they want to kill me, and I can only do what they want......"

Seeing that even if it became like this, Chen An, who was still saying witty things with a gentle smile on his face, Yonglin suddenly shouted in disbelief, and at the same time slapped the man in front of him hard.

"β€”Are you an idiot! If you don't run when you encounter this, are you an idiot!! ”

"Idiot...... Ah, perhaps. After all, even the smartest people will sometimes be stupid...... Yonglin, I'm sorry. ”

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"Actually, I can solve the matter of you becoming an 800 million-year-old girl. Merely...... Haha, you know, uncle, I'm a bad man. ”

The body was shaky and could no longer be maintained, and after being slapped by Yonglin, Chen An finally fell. In the pretended evil laughter, his whole body weight was pressed on Yonglin's small shoulder.

The shoulders sank, and a warm and strange dampness flowed down from the shoulders, Yonglin gritted his teeth and tried to hold Chen An, but he heard him say in his ear.

"Stupid 800 million years old, you say...... Am I dying for you this time? …… Haha, just kidding, how can the uncle cunningly push the fault on you when he kills himself. …… Well, thank you, thank you for coming to save me this time, thank you, Yonglin. ”

With the gentle whispers in her ears, a sense of discord instantly spread throughout her body, and Yonglin was stunned. I opened my mouth to say something, but found that my body couldn't move. A faint glimmer of pure white filled the field of vision, and the weight of the man on his shoulders suddenly disappeared.

"You...... It's time to go home. ”

Such a chuckle sounded, Yonglin, who stretched out his hand in shock, disappeared, and Chen An rushed forward and fell in a pool of blood with a pop.

"-Click, click......"

Consciousness gradually fell silent, and when it was about to fall into the deepest darkness, it was suddenly awakened by the sound of approaching footsteps.

"-Is it dead?"

"And the tone...... It seemed like he was about to breathe, but when he heard us coming, he immediately came back to life. It's strange what made him hold on suddenly. ”

"That...... He seems to be dying soon, do you want to save him...... Uh, don't get me wrong, I just think letting him die here would stain the Red Devil Pavilion,"

"Hmm. Save him? ”

"Whew, that's weird. Fran obviously hates him so much, and wants to beat him when she sees him, but now she ...... Woo, Fran suddenly wanted to cry. ”

"Hey, Fran doesn't cry, my sister just saves her...... Patchy, can it work? ”

"This ...... I'd love to...... Ahem, it's not that I don't want to save it, it's just that you know this guy that healing magic doesn't work......"

"-Hey, I can't save him, can I see him die here?"

"Woom, Fran don't do that...... Woo, don't. ”

"This ...... Forget it, I'll try it another way. Although it can't be saved, it should be okay to drag him out and keep him from dying...... Well, that little girl just now is a little interesting, the weapon is exactly the same as that of Bayi Yonglin, and it is estimated that it has something to do with Bayi Yonglin. Although she suddenly disappeared for some reason, judging by her attitude towards this guy, it is estimated that she will come back soon...... Bayi Yonglin is a very good doctor, and it is estimated that he can ...... Hey, what does he seem to want to say? ”

Patchouli's words made everyone look down at Chen An, only to see his hands trembling and groping in a pool of blood, and then grabbed Patchouli's skirt.

The red handprint was printed on the clean skirt and dragged out a long trail. There was still a smile on his face stained with blood and filth.

The corners of his mouth were tilted upward, his vision was blurred and he couldn't see anything, his lips squirmed, and Chen An whispered something.

Pache and Remy looked at each other, and then Pache crouched down and listened.

"For ...... Why...... Hate, hate me? ”

"Why hate?"

Pache was stunned. After a while, she shook her head vigorously as if she had suddenly come to her senses, and then stood up.

Inexplicably a little flustered, Patchouli hurriedly pulled the hem of her skirt and stepped back, letting Chen An's hand on her skirt fall to the ground.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ That, isn't that very simple, who like you who is self-righteous and likes to meddle in things? ”

"That's right! Fran hates rude people the most. You've been bullying your sister, and Fran hates you the most! ”

"You've abandoned you. And the night, she died because of you. ”

"Hmph, I don't look down on the servants below."

"Yes...... Is that so? I see, that's how it is...... yes, I'm sorry, I ...... Should, shouldn't...... So, so......"

With a smile that he thought was bad, but had nothing to do but weakness and sadness, Chen An only felt that his body was gradually surrounded by cold, and then the surging darkness accompanied by the cold overwhelmed his consciousness, and he knew nothing.

Looking at Chen An, who was frozen by the ice with complicated eyes, for a while, Patchouli suddenly exhaled a long breath.

"Forget it, it's settled, I'm tired and I don't want to see this person anymore. You can settle the rest, and I'll go back and rest first...... Well, your stuff will be returned to you. ”

Regardless of whether Chen An, who was frozen, could hear it or not, he brought the glasses on the table, and threw them on the ground without hesitation along with the bracelet he took off his wrist and the handkerchief taken out of his pocket, and Pa Qiuli turned around and left.

Remy stared at Chen An, who was frozen by the ice cubes, for a while, and threw down the gift that Chen An gave her like Pachouli, and left with Fran and Sakiya, who had done the same, and Misuzu, who had already returned the gift.

……

Library.

Passing through the barriers of bookcases and following the dark pathway, Patchui returned to her room.

Turning back to close the door, she leaned back against the door with the magic guide book that never left her, and Patchouli stared blankly ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Really, that kind of person dies when he dies, what do you care? ”

Suddenly, with a tired breath, she untied the small bow on her left sideburn with her free right hand and walked to the dresser at the same time. Placing the book down on the dresser, Patchouli untied all the little bows on her temples. Losing her restraints, her smooth purple hair falls like a waterfall.

Looking blankly at herself in the mirror, Pachou suddenly seemed to remember something and showed a sudden realization expression. After a moment's hesitation, she slowly reached out and pulled at the drawer of the dresser.

Time slowed down in Pache eyes at the slightest grinding sound, and it took for the drawer to open completely.

Staring at the contents of the drawer, Patchouli bit her lower lip, her thin lips pale. The purple sideburns covered the eyes, hiding the indescribable complex emotions in them.

Is it love, hate, or both?

After a while, when Pache finally recovered from her gaze, she habitually raised her hand and made a gesture of holding her glasses. The feeling of not touching anything made her body stiffen, and she sighed softly.

"Well, from now on, no matter how much I hate you, I will never exist as a person. …… Let's let our grievances disappear with these things. ”

With such whispers, the contents of the drawerβ€”the painting that Pachou herself had drawn with the big fool and the painting that Chen An had painted for her while she was away at that time, suddenly ignited a dazzling spark.

The spark beats and spreads rapidly, turning the painting into black ashes.

Pache blew softly, and her hatred for that person seemed to dissipate with the ashes at this moment.

Merely......

There was no trace, and the sudden feeling of suffocation swallowed everything in an instant the moment the ashes dissipated.

I thought back to the smile that the man had when he was dying and the question he had at that time.

"Why...... Hate me? ”

This sentence thundered in his head, and he roared violently. The great grief surging in her heart made Patchouli cover her mouth suddenly. She looked up, only to find herself in the mirror in tears at some point.

……