Yun Ze looked down at the knife in his hand, then looked up at Hongyuan, who was walking in front of him, and heard a helpless sigh from his mouth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This was the seventh time he had raised his sword at Hongyuan, and the seventh time he had failed.

He could hear the angry growl of the mysterious man who shared a body with him, questioning why he hadn't done it yet. But he couldn't suppress his fear when facing the abyss, and silently followed the man for a long time, missing several good opportunities to make a move in succession.

"Forget it, I can't win against him."

He said to the other person hiding in his body, "You don't know, he's ......."

"I don't care who he is!"

The owner of the voice seemed to have been by his attitude, and there was a slight tremor in his roar: "You are the Witch King! Getting rid of him won't be easy! ”

As soon as Yun Ze was slightly distracted, the man once again fought for control of his body, excitedly raised the knife in his hand, and walked towards Hongyuan, who was communicating with the altar guard, step by step.

The distance between the two of them narrowed little by little, and he could almost see the subtle lines on Hongyuan's clothes.

His body was wrapped in a thin layer of black mist that distorted the view. At this time, to outsiders, it was nothing more than black smoke left in a wisp of extinguished flames.

Hongyuan's defenseless back was right in front of him, and with a single sword, he could get rid of this scourge that had hindered him from coming to the world many times.

With just a gentle knife......

He lowered his head helplessly, and saw that his hand holding the knife was trembling uncontrollably. The sweat of the palm of the hand soaked ~ wet ~ the handle wrapped in a layer of animal skin, making the layer of fine and hard animal fur wet ~ slippery ~ greasy.

The sharp and delicate blade was set with a shimmering ruby, swaying slightly in the light of a thin ray of sunlight, a harsh halo that seemed to mock his incompetence.

Hong Yuan seemed to look back consciously, and glanced at the empty altar behind him suspiciously. His gaze lingered on a wisp of black smoke for a moment, and then he slowly turned his head and continued to explain his affairs to the guard in front of him in a low voice.

Why is this kid so sharp!

Yun Ze broke out in a cold sweat and once again regained control of his body.

"Forget it, he'll definitely find out."

He patiently persuaded the man hiding in his body, and once again withdrew his hand and hid the knife in his sleeve.

The angry scolding of the person resounded in his mind again, and there were many words and phrases such as "waste", "cowardice", and "turtle with a shrunken head", obviously very dissatisfied with his remarks that would destroy his own prestige by raising the morale of others.

Yun Ze let him scold without saying a word, and while he was still in control of his body, he quickly widened the distance between himself and Hongyuan.

What are you kidding, do you think I don't want to kill Hongyuan?

I want to kill him more than you do!

It's just that I can't do it myself, let people know what it's like!

You now borrow my hand to kill him, and then take the mountain and river lantern away, and the person who stays to deal with the trouble is not me?

What are they going to say about me then?

During the Chosen Sacrifice, he set fire to the altar, lost the sacred mountain and river lamp, and killed the heir?

I don't feel like I've become one of the most failed witch kings in the history of the Wicans.

Yun Ze secretly made a small calculation in his heart, hugged the mountain and river lamp in his arms tightly and refused to let go, nor did he want to listen to the whispered persuasion of the person in his body to let him kill Hongyuan.

There was a slight coolness on the lamp that seeped into his body, forming a resistance to the black mist that was eroding his body, as if he wanted to help expel this thing.

Because of this, he was able to take back control of his body from time to time, and even had the leisure to mock the thing that came out of the dark sea.

I didn't expect that the things left by the ancestors are still somewhat useful!

Hongyuan triumphantly stroked the cold lamp in his hand, and just as he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt his vision dim again.

"! Rubbish! ”

"The thing that came out of the Styx" once again suppressed Yun Ze's consciousness, and he rediscovered the blade hidden in his sleeve.

Of course, he also knew that the mountain and river lamp in his hand was making some kind of dying struggle, but he was not worried.

If it was someone else who possessed him, with a main force like Shanhe Lamp, maybe that person could completely expel him with a grit of his teeth.

As for Yun Ze, this waste!

He couldn't help but sneered twice, and shook his head helplessly at the mountain and river lamp.

I've known the witch god for a long time, but I really didn't expect him to have such a wasteful offspring.

"Looks like I won this game."

He said in a low voice, sounding like he was feeling sorry for someone, but in his eyes was naked~ naked schadenfreude: "Your vision of choosing people is really poor, and you gave me such a big opportunity in vain." Wouldn't I be sorry for your kindness if I didn't grasp it well? ”

The heavy lamp made a subtle whisper, like a person in a hurry of breath trembling.

"Oh, I see, it's not your fault."

The man suddenly came to his senses, and patted the delicate metal lampshade on the outside of the lamp as if soothingly: "After so many years, your descendants have become a bunch of waste. Even if you have the heart to pick the good one, you can't do anything about it. ”

In the distance, Hongyuan turned his head thoughtfully again, facing an empty altar, and tentatively threw out a violent wind.

"Ouch, it's dangerous!"

The mysterious man who controlled Yun Ze's body avoided the gust of wind, gasped in shock, and looked down at the lamp in his hand: "I forgot that there is this one, he is a good candidate, but it's a pity that ......"

He laughed grimly, "Do you think I'll give him a chance to spoil me?" ”

The wind swept across the top of the empty altar, rolling up a cloud of black ash.

The corpse had been cleaned up by the late altar guards, leaving only the charred black marks from Yun Ze's fire, which had also dissipated with a gust of wind in the abyss.

The tall throne of the witch god seemed to have regained its former solemnity, but the smell of blood permeated the vicinity, adding an ominous color to it.

Large~ pieces of sunlight sprinkled from the heavy clouds and projected on the altar, dispelling the haze that had been pressing on my heart for a long time.

Although the sun is still not visible, the damp ~ damp and cold air is quickly dispersed by the sunlight that penetrates down, making the people who are still alive feel something like "hope".

The riots caused by the failed Chosen Rite seem to have passed, the work of cleaning up the mess is coming to an end, and everything seems to have returned to calm.

As for the missing Witch King Yun Ze......

Whatever, it's better to die!

Thinking of this, Hongyuan squinted his eyes and looked up at the clouds in the sky that kept dispersing, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"It's too early to rejoice! Youngster! ”

The mysterious man finally completely suppressed Yun Ze's insignificant protest, re-grasped the knife in his hand, and strode towards Hongyuan.

This time I will definitely not be spoiled by that garbage again!

The trouble that had been in the way for a long time was finally kicked out by him completely, and the rest was simple.

As soon as he thought of this, his mood was relaxed, and his pace was much lighter.

Hongyuan's figure was once again close at hand, and the sharp blade had even scratched the hem of the other party's windswept clothes, pressing out a faint fold.

And the young man was still looking up at the sky, searching back and forth in the sky against the sun, not knowing what he was looking for.

The golden sunlight fell on Hongyuan's long eyelashes, creating a soft halo that bathed his whole body in a light and comfortable atmosphere, unaware of the impending death.

At least that's how it seems.

It's useless to look for anything, no one can save you anymore.

The sharp blade showed its shiny fangs, aimed at the heart of Hongyuan, and bit down.

The unsuspecting prey opened its eyes suddenly, looking at the sky with great surprise, and its dark eyes flashed with bright light.

The long-brewing assassination paused for a moment by this sudden change, and the mysterious man who occupied Hongyuan's body sank.

Broken! Things are going to be bad!

Although the young man in front of him still had his back to him, defenseless. But his previous relaxed mood disappeared the moment the man opened his eyes.

There seemed to be a voice in the darkness that said to him triumphantly, "You lost." ”

Without thinking, he threw the knife forward.

Hong Yuan's surprised gaze suddenly froze, and he didn't even turn his head, so he directly swung his sword and slashed at his side.

A large, long shadow appeared in the thin clouds, rapidly descending downward.

A silver light fell from the sky and fell towards Yun Ze's hand holding the knife.

It was a slender and sharp feathered arrow, which shot silently when ~ out, using the dazzling sunlight as a cover, and hit Yun Ze's wrist.

When Yun Ze's consciousness took control of his body again, he felt a sharp pain in his hand first.

He glanced down at the feathered arrow that passed through his wrist, and opened his mouth to let out a piercing scream, his eyes full of horror.

The blade hit the ground with a crisp thud that echoed across the empty altar, drawing the attention of the guards below who were cleaning up the mess.

The dripping blood dripped from the air, and the figure of Yun Ze holding the mountain and river lamp and screaming slowly appeared in front of the Chinese people.

Countless surprised eyes gathered on him, and the "friend" who had been controlling his body and instigating him to do something to Hongyuan didn't know where to run at this time, so he completely threw this mess to him and slipped away alone.

Damn it! I knew you didn't have anything to do when you came out of the Styx!

Yun Ze rolled on the spot, dodged the blade of the sword swung by Hong Yuan, and jumped off the altar with the mountain and river lantern in his arms.

Hong Yuan hurriedly chased after him, but when he reached the edge of the altar, he only saw a black crack slowly closing.

There is also the half-piece of clothes left by Yun Ze, which falls down leisurely with the wind.

***********************************************

"How's the eyes?"

The man above the clouds breathed a sigh of relief and asked Feiyan with concern, "Can you see it?" ”

"It's okay, I can see a little shadow."

Fei Yan cautiously opened his eyes, and was suddenly stinging by the dazzling sunlight.

Just now, I don't know what happened. After hearing only a piercing scream, the insects that had been overwhelming fled in all directions in the sunlight, and in the blink of an eye, they dissipated cleanly.

Only the one left in Feiyan's eyes, I don't know if I can't get out or what, and I am still doing the last dying struggle.

As the sun above its head grew hotter, so did the insect that was hiding in its eyes. It twisted its sharp head and continued to drill deep into Fei Yan's eyes, but its strength gradually weakened.

"It seems to be getting smaller."

Fei Yan snorted weakly: "I feel that I may be going to die, don't drill into my eyes like a life." ”

"So you won't be blind."

Xia Yi patted its scales with satisfaction: "Congratulations." ”

The wound on his face was gone, leaving behind a scar of flames that was slowly fading.

"Each other, each other."

Fei Yan raised his head with difficulty, and his eyes widened in the sun. When I feel the warmth of the sun, I also feel the things in my eyes, and I am on the verge of death but I am not convinced.

The dark clouds overhead, which had not yet dispersed, gradually appeared in the line of sight. The sunlight falls through the edge of the clouds, and it looks a little crystal clear, and the rainbow after the rain hangs between the stacked clouds, little by little.

The foreign object in his eyes gradually shrunk into a ball, became softer and softer, and finally turned into a puddle of liquid.

"That's it?"

It blinked, feeling a little incredulous.

The insect had completely melted under the scorching sun, and tears poured out~ from it.

"You don't have to be so excited."

Xia Yi hugged his arms and looked at him with a wicked smile: "You said that you are not too young, you have never seen any big battles, isn't it just a bug this time, why are you still crying??" ”

You're just fucking crying for a bug! Lao Tzu, this can't be controlled, do you understand!

Fei Yan only felt a hot pain in his eyes that was regaining his sight, stimulating it to keep shedding huge teardrops. I have the intention to control but can't do anything, so I can only let Xia Yi, a bad friend, laugh at him with bad intentions, and secretly think about how to laugh at Xia Yi next time I see him unlucky in order to make up for this incident.

Xia Yi pretended to laugh for a while, then restrained his expression and nodded to the man next to him seriously.

"It's probably going to be okay down there. At least the wind blocking me is gone, do you want to go down and have a look? ”

"Really?"

The man looked up at the white sun above his head, and suddenly felt that his eyes were a little roasted.

"How do I feel like we're not doing anything...... That's the end of it? ”

"yes, what's wrong?"

Xia Yi looked at him suspiciously: "Isn't this bad?" ”

"It's not bad, it's just that I think it's ...... Can't believe it. ”

The man touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "It's so simple? ”

"What are you looking forward to?"

Fei Yan finally stopped his tears and complained impatiently: "Do you have to do something to make you happy?" ”

"Not really, I'm just a little ......"

The man's words were normal, and he suddenly glanced down at his palm, revealing a hint of a smile.

Ah, it's the shell of the blood clotter before.

"It seems that it is still a bit rewarding......"

He spread out his palms and breathed a sigh of relief.

A few broken black carapaces, gradually evaporating in the sunlight.

"Condolences."

Xia Yi patted him on the shoulder and said in a sad tone.

(To be continued.) )