Ten Thousand Snakes smiled gently, and gave the Heavenly Oak Glue to Ye Luo: "Take this to the Realm Meteor, your injuries should be able to heal." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

He watched Ye Luo take the heavenly oak glue in shock and ponder it carefully, his eyes revealed satisfaction and comfort, even if the depressed past climbed into his heart, it could not stop him from being satisfied after atonement.

The branch of sin is the most mysterious, hidden in the place of strife, the branch of sin is the most unprincipled, but it is also the most honest.

A hundred years ago, on the evening of the heavy snowfall, Ye Gu and Ye Luo, who should have died under the sword of Dunhuang, were rescued by the Shooting Star of the Sin Root Realm of the Branch of Sin.

The Branch of Sin is a place where you can do anything in order to collect sword talismans, whether it's war, saving people, justice, evil, they don't care, they only care about sword talismans.

The Boundary Meteor gave them a second life, and they also became the tools of the Boundary Meteor to collect sword talismans, and left a mark in their body, the mark was like a diseased demon, and the life and death of the two were controlled by the mind of the Boundary Meteor.

The price of removing this mark was to find two sword talismans for each of the branches of sin, which was a fair deal, and Ten Thousand Snakes and Ye Luo had no complaints.

Unfortunately, all the snakes have been found, and Ye Luo is still one missing, so his illness cannot be cured.

Without the sword talisman, his illness could not be cured by the eternal night.

Luckily, Ten Thousand Snakes has now found one of the remaining sword talismans for Ye Luo.

Therefore, he was very satisfied, and he was very satisfied to see Ye Luo caressing the Heavenly Oak Gum.

Ye Luo excitedly sensed the spirituality of the Heavenly Rubber Glue, and looked at the Ten Thousand Snakes with a complicated gaze, he didn't say thank you, but the residual hostility in his eyes was much less.

He didn't want to die, and if the artifact clan was not revived, he wouldn't dare to die.

If he is dead now, how will he deal with the spirit tablets placed around him, and how will he answer when the dead ask him if the artifact clan has been revived because of their sacrifice when he enters Hell?

He's scared, so he has to get the artifact clan back on track before he can die.

But the serpent went against his ideals and stood in front of him, as did his own illness.

Now that Wan Snake is willing to die, his illness can be solved, but Ye Luo finds that he is not as happy as he imagined. Yawen Romance.

Maybe it's the sudden appearance of a long-awaited desire that smashes him unconscious, or maybe the person who has always wanted to die is really overwhelmed after death.

Ye Luo didn't bother to think about it, but his heart suddenly softened a little: "If you don't hinder my actions, why don't you take the Seven Turns of Gold Monster yourself and live quietly for a few more years?"

Wan Snake shook his head: "The Seven Turns Golden Monster does not necessarily exist, and even if it exists, it is something that belongs to Xin Wu." ”

"Why are you so good to that young man?" Ye Luo's fingers were slightly forced, he really didn't like that terrifyingly smart young man, why did he give a ghost to a ghost at the cost of his life.

"Can you listen to me?" said Ten Thousand Snakes' tone with a hint of pleading.

Ye Luo was silent for a long time, looking at the Heavenly Oak Glue in his hand, and finally nodded.

"Will you believe it again?"

"What do you mean?"

Wan Snake ignored the burning in his throat, and the toxin of the wine had begun to attack slowly, but he still spoke yearningly: "Yasuo, that god-like man told me that Xinwu is a continuation of Dunhuang." ”

Ye Luo was shocked, and the glue of heavenly oak fell to the ground with a sonorous bang, popping out several meters away.

"You say Xin Wu is the son of Dunhuang?"

Wan Snake frowned slightly, and then nodded: "I don't know what Yasuo means, but there is such a possibility." ”

Ye Luo was furious in an instant, and the whole person was like a sharp sword, with a backhand palm, he once again smashed the spirit card engraved with the word Dunhuang.

He stood up suddenly, the cold in his eyes was worse than ice and snow, and the trace of affection for the ten thousand snakes disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"He is the son of Dunhuang, you actually want to hand over the artifact of the Seven Turns of the Golden Monster to him for use, the artifact clan still has so many soldiers fighting on the front line, the artifact clan has so many geniuses, and the artifact clan has so many people who need to be saved.

Why did you choose him?

Dunhuang, but the demons who slaughtered the whole village!"

Wan Snake looked at Ye Luo, who looked like a madman, and calmly looked like a monk: "No, it was I who slaughtered the demon who slaughtered the whole village, he was just a young man who was coaxed by me to kill people."

If I hadn't been so urgent, not so confident, hadn't taken everything on my own, and tried to believe in him, to believe in Xixi, to believe in those young people, things would have ended differently. ”

He stared at Ye Luo, his voice did not waver at all, hiding the firmness of a hundred years.

"Many times it is more painful to live than to die, and every time I watch you grow old and cough non-stop, my brother will blame myself for being useless, so I want to make up for you as much as possible and satisfy everything you have, even if you want my life.

Xi Xi has become very good, and even became the sect master of the Pulse Sword Sect, but I don't dare, I can't recognize him.

For I could not tell her that her beloved father had instructed his little ones to slaughter the entire village......

You should be able to understand this kind of torment. ”

Ten Thousand Snakes drank the liquor and picked up the black spirit stone tablets that had been split in half by Ye Luo, trembling and trying in vain to reunite them.

"However, no one can understand my guilt about Dunhuang and my suffering about Dunhuang. ”

"You all know that he is a murderer, that he is a madman who does not distinguish between friend and foe, but if he is not burdened with the responsibility of the artifact clan, how can he accept my request.

At that time, he was only a seventeen-year-old boy, but he had to bear the price of slaughtering his relatives with his own hands.

His heart is infinitely tormented by us countless times more than ours.

If he chooses to run away, we blame him for not taking responsibility and raising a white-eyed wolf, and if he chooses to accept it, but he does not do it well, we define him as a demon.

It was a choice against his will, and we never listened to his wishes.

He was defined as a demon, so he washed away our evil.

We are adults, but we throw all the blame on a child, you can make a fool of yourself, but I can't do it!"

Ten thousand snakes couldn't help but shed tears, as if watching the young man standing on the top of a high mountain, his clothes fluttering, drinking and walking freely, chasing the high-flying eagle.

"So you want to make up for his son?" Ye Luo listened to all this coldly, indifferent.

"No matter how much you whitewash, you can't change the fact that he's a demon, he's just a bastard who forgets his interests.

We can say this kind of thing, but he can't do it, he doesn't understand such a simple truth, what kind of good character will his son be?"

"No, he's a good boy with shackles and infamy.

No one wants to be born to kill, he's just made a choice between saving the artifact clan and slaughtering the village, and we're the bastards who make him make that choice. ”

Wan Snake gently stroked the spirit card, put it back in the middle position, and smiled bitterly with feeling: "On the verge of death, I realized that some things cannot be compared, too fraternity is cruel, too longing is madness, too justice is evil, and a person's life is actually the same as the life of a world."

Water is water, streams are water, the sea is water, life is life, one person is, and so is the whole world.

There are good and bad lives, there is no high or low life, and there is no distinction between each other. ”

Ye Luosan lazily plucked out his ears and disdained Wan Snake's remarks.

"What kind of life is good or bad, there is no noble or low, it is just the comforting words of some monks and Taoists, I think it will be better to reflect on my sins in this way. Ye Luo smiled indifferently, waved his arm again, and the two spirit cards shattered into powder.

He looked at the soft Ten Thousand Snakes sharply, very stiff: "Xin Wu, I must kill, and I have already sent someone."

You think you can hide from me and let him enter the Sword Demon Tomb alone, with the crow following, everything he finds inside will be mine. ”

"Brother, you are too stupid, that's why you always do wrong things, and I was also stupid at that time, always going along with you in doing things. But now that I have an idea of my own, I'll take action to curb your stupidity.

The Seven Turns of the Golden Monster belong to the artifact clan!"

Ten thousand snakes' lips turned purple, blood flowed backwards, and the scene in front of them began to be in a trance.

He thought of the praying mantis catching cicadas, but he didn't count the yellow finch behind, and when he was playing chess, the opponent had already made a good move.

He trusts Ye Luo too much and dotes on Ye Luo too much, so Ye Luo also knows him best and can always make the most appropriate response at the most appropriate time.

But now, any accusation and unwillingness have become meaningless.

"I thought I could persuade you with death in exchange for you and Xin Wu to resolve the conflict. The snake drooped his head like a condemned prisoner about to be beheaded.

You don't even want to believe me, how can you want to believe him?

Ye Luo, in fact, you have never trusted anyone. ”

He suddenly raised his hand to look at the sky, and scanned the spirit cards around him one by one, feeling sad and tired.

All the efforts are just a bamboo basket to draw water, a dream.