"No, no, these are just for Sensea Gurus. I can give it back to Viline if she needs it. ”

Mu Yang reacted very quickly, and made a serious answer that he thought was correct, which was an instinctive behavior of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

In an instant, Muyang realized that it was stupid for him to ask Saya for help.

The meaning of Saya's playful smile was unclear, at least it was definitely not a smile of kindness.

God knows if this is Saya's temptation, protecting food and shortness is Saya's character label, and the VIP card of the dessert shop in hand is given out with a smile......

Muyang didn't believe it.

This is equivalent to Mu Yang digging a pit by himself and jumping into it by himself.

Helplessly stuck between two women, if you have to choose one to offend, then you would rather offend Wei Lin.

"Yes." Wei Lin's voice was soft, and her face gradually turned pale, "It's really funny, the noble princess of the blood clan has become a humiliated beggar for such a loss of shape for a VIP card in a dessert shop. ”

"I'm sorry, Viline, I didn't mean anything else, I just ......"

Mu Yang found that his defense was very pale, why did he ignore that Wei Lin would also have a willful side, ignore the natural jealous nature of women, ignore too much, and feel that he has never been so stupid.

How can this be explained?

No matter how you explain it, it seems that you have actually offended Wei Lin enough.

Unconsciously, Mu Yang felt a little uneasy in his heart, Wei Lin's dissatisfaction and unwillingness to forgive were too abrupt, not at all like the usual Wei Lin.

And Nia, who has always been inseparable, is not there, and always feels that there is something wrong with Wei Lin, at least that delicate face should not be so pale.

Even the Blood Clan is too pale, so pale that it is worrying.

When we met on College Street yesterday, Mu Yang was vaguely aware that Wei Lin seemed to be very anemic?

Suddenly, the black chains on Wei Lin's snow-white neck began to tremble, as if she was gradually unable to resist some powerful force!

As this tremor intensified, the blood crow standing quietly on Wei Lin's shoulder suddenly opened its eyes!

The scarlet eyes were like two psionic spotlights, projecting two substantial pillars of red light, "Wow Ridge!" "Two pillars of red light locked into the pitch-black chains, like firelight!

The black chains trembled and gradually turned scarlet, and the power of the furious seal continued to increase!

But it still couldn't completely suppress the powerful power of the inner seal, and the air around it turned gray visibly to the naked eye......

At the same time, Wei Lin's face was no longer bloodless, and her bright red pupils were constantly spreading, and gradually her entire eye became as bright as a red jewel!

A pair of fangs stretched, emitting a brilliant silver cold light, biting through the rich and white lips, and the blood spread through the silver white cold light, if the red flower brushed the ice edge, the red and white were even brighter!

But all the bright demons are abnormal, revealing an unpredictable weirdness, and it seems to be able to annihilate everything!

"Princess Verin!" Suddenly, a graceful figure teleported in, and in the darkness and swaying, Nia looked panicked, and quickly picked up Wei Lin, "Fortunately, the misty space was built in time!" ”

"Whew!" Nia sacrificed the wings of the night behind her, slightly instigating the time and space to whimper, and then the wings suddenly contracted, wrapping herself and Wei Lin's figures tightly!

"Whew!" A cloud of black mist flashed, and two figures disappeared out of thin air!

……

Mu Yang's always indifferent face showed surprise.

The situation just now was not unfamiliar, Red Fang behaved similarly before he was devoured by the Blood Luo in the Xingyue Restaurant and went crazy.

At the same time, there was a scorching breath on his forehead, and the nine-pointed star must be shining......

The most incredible thing is that the moment Wei Lin's eyes completely turned into brilliant rubies, a strong gravitational pull was revealed, and Mu Yang had the urge to rush forward and hug Wei Lin tightly!

That attraction is irresistible!

Muyang's footsteps have moved three or four steps!

Mu Yang calmed down his emotions, his face returned to indifference, and he cast a pleading gaze at Saya.

This time it was really asking for help and wondering what was going on.

Saya's pretty little face is serious, but she doesn't seem surprised by it.

She glanced at Mu Yang: "Forget it, you will have nightmares." ”

"Saya Mentor, I want to know the truth, I've never been afraid of nightmares. I never sleep. ”

Saya: "Yes." All I can tell you is that there are some powers in this world that are beyond imagination, but they are also more difficult to control. Wei Lin had some problems, and if it wasn't for such a heavy gift, I really didn't want to get into trouble. ”

"Is there any trouble with me?"

Saya glanced at Mu Yang: "It doesn't seem to be." ”

"That's why I give a heavier gift...... Mentor Saya, the power of the seal in Wei Lin's body, gravity? Annihilation? Doom? ”

"Yes, you know a lot. There is no shortage of similar power around you. The answer is up to you. ”

"There's no shortage around me? Saya Teacher, do you mean it has something to do with me? ”

"I don't know much." Saya looked up at Mu Yang slightly, "Okay, I don't like to beat around the bush, I might as well say it to my face, it's that I can't tell you too much." The relationship between our mentors and mentees will not last long, and you should have already realized that I am your umbrella. The umbrella only does what it has to do, and it is no different from a slave. Slaves cannot interfere with the growth process of their masters. ”

When Saya said the word "slave", her pretty little face distorted slightly, although she desperately didn't want to describe herself like that, but in fact it was.

Umbrella, one of the dark laws of the celestial civilization.

The showers of the times will break many seedlings of hope, and they need umbrellas to protect.

One day, the seedlings will grow into towering trees that will hold up the canopy, but the umbrella will most likely fall apart.

Giving glory, sacrificing life, and even sacrificing the whole existence, the object of protection often creates an era, while the umbrella can only bury the corpse and have no one to do.

No one knows the origin of this dark law, but it has always been practiced by all races, and it is unwavering.

The umbrella must not disobey its own fate, it cannot disobey the will of the object of its protection, it cannot ask too much, and if necessary, it must sacrifice its soul at the end.

Some people voluntarily become umbrellas, and some would rather die than become umbrellas.

Muyang had heard of umbrellas, but he didn't quite understand what slaves meant.

A deep sadness hidden in Saya's eyes touched Mu Yang, and he was very unhappy: "Slave? Saya Sensea, maybe one day we will no longer be a mentor and a student, and if we meet somewhere, I may see you as a cute little sister, and slave is a word that will always have nothing to do with you. ”

"Lovely little sister, yes, I've had that time too." The corners of Saya's mouth flickered, and she shook her head slightly, "It's a pity that you're still too young." Your understanding of this world is still in the information base of the Skyspace Network. They will come eventually, and the World Blade is the key to everything. In fact, we are all slaves of power, whether it is me, Verin, or you, we are all lost in search of fate......"

"Saya Sensei, I really don't know much, but I have a different opinion." Mu Yang's brows furrowed, "We have no subordinate relationship with the power, the power and we are partners. Man should not be a slave to power, nor should he be a slave to anyone, we can be our own masters if we want to. And fate, if it really exists, is also used to be crushed according to one's own will. We don't need to look for the other side of our fate, because what our hearts want is the other side. ”

Mu Yang was suddenly stunned: "Sometime before, I probably said this to you. ”

Saya's eyes were a little confused: "Grandpa said that I am a lost person, I really don't know much except for desserts, and I am not interested, but I am still alive according to some kind of guidance." In short, slave or not, I am your umbrella. Dragons have always worshipped the Blade of the World, and you know that. ”

Saya's chest straightened, her pretty little face raised, and ended the topic in time: "It's a pity that Wei Lin skipped class. Next, I will fulfill my duties as a mentor and give you some necessary guidance in terms of cultivation. ”

Mu Yang wanted to speak and stopped, and finally just nodded.

The conversation with Saya made Muyang feel depressed.

Sure enough, Saya looks fourteen or fifteen years old, but after all, he is a lot older, and there are some vicissitudes of helplessness in the depths of his soul.

It's a little annoying for some reason.

Muyang never wanted any slaves, nor did he need an umbrella......

But since there must be one, it is to live up to it if you are used, and be kind to her in the future.

Saya began to teach officially, and the super tutor's teaching ability was undoubted, and his understanding of the essence of cultivation made Mu Yang Mao suddenly open up, and secretly praised.

Mu Yang was actually concentrating on two things, glancing at the empty space where Wei Lin and Nia disappeared from time to time, and they did not disappear.

Ignoring the spatial barrier in the mirror world, you can clearly sense this overlapping foggy space.

And what happened in it.

……