Extras (2)

Half a year later.

The chamber of the Dark Temple has always been as cold as usual for a hundred years.

Even if the fireplace is blazing, it can't clean the blood on the ground for half a minute.

Ye Xiuwen's black deacon's robe was splashed with blood, and it slowly fell to the ground, the corners of the robe flew up and up, falling in the middle of the pool of blood, his expression was lonely, and the tip of the short knife in his hand was dripping with blood, and the light flashed like a knife on his waist.

The person standing at the top was dressed in a black and gold godfather robe, and his back was straight: "Very good, there is no need for people who are useless to live." ”

He turned around and looked condescendingly at the young man below: "Only those who survive are qualified to become the head." ”

"Unfortunately, it is not enough to defeat others, the last thing you need to do, and you must do, is to overcome yourself. ”

As soon as these words fell, a "squeak" suddenly came from the cold and empty hall, and the door was slowly pushed open.

The godfather gestured, Ye Xiuwen looked indifferent, and slowly turned his head.

The figure standing at the door in the backlight, straight and slender, the handsome face was soft and even slightly transparent, Po Dong first saw Ye Xiuwen, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and raised a little gentle smile, as the light behind him completely shone into the door, everything was clear, his eyes suddenly condensed, looking at the bloody corpses all over the field, and Ye Xiuwen, who was standing in the middle, with a line of blood-colored scars on his side face, like a hellish Shura, with dark pupils and an indifferent expression.

"To be a head is not allowed to have any fetters, and all feelings are sins and should be destroyed. ”

"Go, kill him. ”

A deep voice froze as the door behind Perton slammed shut.

Ye Xiuwen's expression was blank, his eyelashes lifted slightly, and his voice was cold: "Impossible." ”

At the same time as the words fell, dense black-clothed people poured out from all directions, surrounded by groups, their arms raised neatly, and the muzzle of the gun pointed straight at the center.

A gun was handed to Perdon.

The godfather looked down condescendingly, his eyes were cold, and he looked at mercy and compassion like an ant: "The two of you can only live one today." ”

The godfather looked down condescendingly, his eyes were cold, and he looked at mercy and compassion like an ant: "The two of you can only live one today." ”

Only one can live.

When this sentence fell, there was silence in all directions.

Standing still for a moment, Ye Xiuwen slowly raised his eyes and looked at Po Dong, his expression was indifferent and cold, his fingers touched the handle of the knife, and pulled out the short knife on his waist inch by inch.

The blade of the knife sharply drew a line of translucent trajectory in the air, hanging down to the side, a drop of blood dripped from the tip of the knife, crackling, falling in a pool of blood all over the ground, the sound was empty, and the ripples were scattered.

Ye Xiu's eyes were extremely cold when he heard this, without a trace of emotion, and his voice was cold: "Kill me, or, I will kill you." ”

As soon as the voice fell, the body moved instantly, the starting speed was like light and shadow, the wind howled, the corners of the robe flew, and approached directly to Podong.

Perdon's eyes shone deeply, with a face full of disbelief, but the murderous aura had already come to his face, and he almost subconsciously took the gun in front of him, took two steps back, and started indiscriminately.

The "bang" sound sounded suddenly, and Ye Xiuwen's shoulder immediately splashed a little bit of blood, and the wind speed swept across the side of his face and fell off his eyelashes, but his expression was not half a wave, and his eyes were still cold, approaching rapidly.

Perdon stepped back and leaned against the door panel, his expression was calm, he looked directly at the godfather, the tip of the knife was already close to his chest, and the bloody qi rushed to his face, and finally his hands instantly raised the gun at Ye Xiuwen's heart, and his fingers pulled the trigger.

At the same time, the godfather looked fierce and gestured to Dai Rui on Perdon's side.

How could he possibly allow his carefully honed blade to break for no reason.

Dai Rui didn't hesitate for a moment, and his gun was aimed at Perdon's forehead with neat movements.

At this moment, Ye Xiu's eyes swept when he heard this, his body shape changed instantly, his movements were neat, his speed was extreme, the handle of the knife was reversed, and he pushed back from his elbow to Dai Rui's chest on the side of Perdong......

The face of the knife shimmered, and only a figure that rushed over was reflected!

Ye Xiu's body trembled when he heard this, his movements stopped instantly, and the sound of flesh and blood tearing sounded in the air, and he rose high.

It's too late.

Perdong clinged to Ye Xiuwen's back, across Dai Rui's body, the short knife on his chest was not topped, and the bright red and warm blood flowed down the handle to Ye Xiuwen's palm.

He looked at the back in front of him half a head lower than himself, his body was thin, and he trembled slightly, and the corners of his lips hooked a gentle smile: "Ye, forgive me...... I can't think of a better way for you to kill me......"

His figure was a little out of strength, his eyes became blurry, he gently leaned against the thin back in front of him, his vision seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, only to see the young man's low and deep trembling eyelashes, slightly opened lips closed, but did not make a sound.

Perdon smiled lightly, used his last strength, raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder, and his tone was warm and soft: "Don't be afraid...... It's all over......"

Whose throat let out an inaudible sob, and the ear whispered hoarsely, as if squeezed out of the words in the throat: "Don't ...... Don't die......"

Ye Xiuwen helped Po Dong over his shoulder and arm, slowly turned around, his eyes were hollow, and his voice was hoarse and light, as if he was saying a wish that was extremely afraid of being broken, so he was extremely cautious: "Don't... Dead ......"

Podon smiled softly: "Ye ...... I only have ...... A wish......"

"Take what we didn't finish...... Let's finish it......"

"Laugh at it...... Laugh a... Show me ......."

Ye Xiuwen's expression was stunned for a moment, his amber eyes derived a layer of light water vapor, his lips were deeply pursed, the corners of his lips repeatedly lifted and fell, and the arc expanded little by little, finally arousing a sad smile.

Perdon's expression was calm, and he raised a smile of great encouragement, and his tone was weak: "Very good...... Very nice......"

He lifted his eyelashes weakly, and finally glanced at the thin young man in front of him, his eyes closed lightly, and he fell down safely

。

Ye Xiu's eyes lost focus instantly, and following this force, his knees fell and he fell to the ground.

"Leaf ...... Promise me...... Like an individual...... Really ...... alive"

At this moment, there was silence all around, only the sound of the young man's slow breathing.

A drop of water splashes on the floor.

There was no more sound on the shoulder.

The person at the top walked slowly, and the black gold godfather's robe brushed all the way blood, approaching step by step, with a ruthless and sympathetic expression: "The most useless fetters in the world are feelings, is it sad?

"Remember how you feel now, without feelings, these pains will never be there again in the future. ”

The young man who was kneeling on the ground, his body was motionless, his face was covered by hair bangs, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and his voice was cold: "Is it?" ”

This sentence fell, and he suddenly stood up!

The speed is almost extreme, the tip of the knife is pointed directly at the opponent's chest, stabbing deeply, with flying blood splashed on the side of the face, the fireplace is in full bloom, and the light and extinguish have printed the face of the young man, the corners of his lips are gently hooked, and the bottom of his eyes is low, like a poignant poppy blooming in a pool of blood, absolutely beautiful Ling Ran, cold: "You killed the only important person in this world, such a deep sin, you are allowed to pay for it with your life." ”