Looking at the night, the night heart seemed to have overturned the five-flavor bottle, and indescribable feelings swelled up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info for the original relationship, he still has a remnant after all, although he has always told himself in his heart that this girl is just treating herself as a substitute for others, and has always regarded herself as a pawn, but now when they finally meet again, he still doesn't know how to describe himself.

The hatred that has been hidden in my heart for thousands of years has suddenly changed and turned into an indescribable love.

That state of mind of love and hatred pressed him tightly!

"I said you, what did you do?" Ye Lingxin also complained with some dissatisfaction, "My intuition tells me that this person ......" He pointed to Ye Wenxi, "There must be an inextricable connection with me, right?"

Xi stood up, patted the dust on the corner of her skirt, and stared at Ye Lingxin with a rare deep face, from her eyes, Ye Lingxin seemed to have found something, like resentment, and like melancholy. Xi said: "He's a copy of you, and if the Grim Reaper wants to copy an identical person, it's still possible." Before you were resurrected, I thought of him as you, the one who accompanied me through the unbearable boredom of day after day. ”

As she spoke, Xi's tone choked up, and her eyes were already filled with tears, and she was rolling in her eyes. She looked up, trying to take back the tears, but instead they poured more and more, and her tone was already heavy with a cry.

"But I also know that he is just a copy, and it can never be you, the hero who dared to break into the realm of the King of the Deep Forest alone to negotiate even if he was afraid, the man who resolutely stood against humanity and helped the animals fight at the cost of his own life. Most importantly, he's not you at all, and no matter what he's done or how well he's behaved, I can't take him to heart. ”

Ye Lingxin was silent, his face was solemn, he began to think back on these years, he seemed to have appeared by his side since he had a memory from the beginning, and she would appear in time when she was in danger. I have also thought more than once about who she really is, why she helps herself so much, and she has never asked for anything in return, and she has never thought that she would have such a deep attachment to herself.

Looking at her at this moment, it was like seeing Al for the first time, their eyes were so similar, full of sadness, full of sadness, but also full of infinite affection and tenderness, mixed with a little joy.

Xi took a few deep breaths, tried to calm himself, and said, "Later, for some reason, the Grim Reaper suddenly wanted to kill him. Although he is not you, he is a copy of you after all, and I can only use the soul source to disturb his mind before the god of death can do it, and save him under the pretense of attacking Sound City. ”

"Save me?" Ye sneered, he was also very confused in his heart, obviously hating him to death, but he just couldn't show that feeling, "What you call saving me is to throw me into the world of divine beasts, be with beasts, and worry about me all day and night?"

"Wherever you are in the human world, you will be found by death. Xi had calmed down and said lightly: "But the Divine Beast World is beyond the control of the god of death, and the god of death cannot reach that side, so I can only take you over there so that I can save your life." ”

"Do you think I'll believe that?" "Ye tried to show anger and resentment against the other party, but he couldn't control the resentment that naturally gradually drifted away in his heart, "If it weren't for the protection of the black impermanence, I'm afraid I'd have died a long time ago, in fact, you've always wanted to kill me, haven't you?"

Xi looked at him helplessly, then looked at Ye Lingxin again, and asked, "Do you know the impermanence of black and white?"

Ye Lingxin shook his head and said, "Although I have heard it mentioned by others, I have never seen it, but I ...... Since death is real, it is not surprising that black and white impermanence exists. ”

"Then I'm telling you now, black and white impermanence doesn't actually exist, do you believe it?" Yu's eyes glared at him silently, expecting his answer.

Ye Lingxin suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if playful but his eyes were firm: "I believe it!"

But the heart of the night suddenly surged, "What do you say, black and white impermanence does not exist?"

"That's right. Xi looked at him and said lightly: "If I guess correctly, the black and white impermanence you encounter is actually the change of death. ”

Before Ye could speak, Ye Ling Xin asked first, "Why did he do that?"

Xi shook her head, "I don't know, maybe he just wanted to play with humans on a whim." ”

"No, the Grim Reaper shouldn't be that boring, he definitely has a purpose. Ye Lingxin thought with a serious face, always feeling that something was about to pop out of his mind, but he couldn't think of it. He suddenly looked at the night and asked, "Regarding the Holy Art, the original origin came from you, right?"

Night nodded.

"But in fact, those powers, and the control and use of power, are actually taught to you by the so-called black and white impermanence in your mouth, right?"

Night nodded again.

"Well, I think I can already guess the purpose of the Grim Reaper. ”

"What purpose?" asked Night and Night in unison.

"The undead Dustlore has told me a few things about my past, and the feud between the Grim Reaper and the Archangel. Ye Lingxin said: "After the death of the archangel, all his divine powers were turned into power through music, most of which were preserved by your three sisters, while the other few were floating in the world. And the thirteenth soul piece that has not been transformed into power but is above all power is the true purpose of the god of death, and he hopes to create a new world through the power of that music, a world where everyone believes in God or only believes in death, and at that time, death is the true immortal existence. ”

"However, when the man gave us the power, he said that in order to move the power of the thirteenth piece, we must have all the power of the archangel. Xi said suspiciously, and suddenly, her eyes lit up, "The god of death himself has no way to obtain the power that wanders in the world, so he gave birth to the magical power of 'holy art' through the hand of the night, in fact, it is through the hand of a human to help him collect all the power of holy art?"

Ye Lingxin nodded and said, "The power of the archangel is too strong, even a very small part of it took more than two thousand years, and it has not been completely collected until today, plus when the Holy Mage dies naturally, the power collected by it will return to nature, so until now, the Grim Reaper has not been able to reach the time to completely destroy the Holy Mage." Ye Lingxin's eyes rolled, and he said, "However, when the Holy Mage is killed by other Sorcerers, all of his power will go to the other party's body, so the Grim Reaper began to cultivate Nebula to help him collect power faster. But he didn't expect that Nebula was killed by me in the end, and although he was saved in the end, it actually had no effect, so he used an ancient method, although it was ancient but the most effective, that is...... War!"