Puppet Sword Chapter (36)

There are words, but they can't be spoken, it is the powerlessness of language that is at work. It's just words, and what is the use of these words?

Sunshadow nodded slightly, choking on his words, speaking slowly, "Well, it's important to me. ”

"You didn't find any records in Sulange's study, and you didn't see the sword right. Mourning said proudly.

"With you. There were already suspicions, but the situation did not allow for inquiry, but at this time he asked so with great certainty.

"Ah, you already know that. Well, too. How can I hide it from you? Mourning said clearly, fumbling around to take out a book from his bosom, a soft cloth holding the object, and handing it to Sunshadow.

"The so-called sword cultivation of the Sword Raising Pavilion is just placed in this cave, the natural temperature and air of this cave are extremely easy to produce heavenly spirit and earth treasures, and it will naturally have a blessing effect on ordinary weapons, but it is not useful for all weapons. Su Lange's talent is indeed superb, and he can obtain such an understanding by relying on his own research, but what he doesn't know is that for such an extraordinary divine weapon, he has already experienced thousands of tempers, and ordinary warmth is no longer useful. That's exactly what happens to your sword. ”

Sunshadow opened the soft cloth and it was his small silver sword, which had been nurtured and shiny, but it was not really repaired, and it could be felt that the sword was still sleeping.

"Sulange can't fix this sword. He just wanted to possess the sword. He sent the sword to the Sword Raising Pavilion for one night, and the next day he couldn't help but come to check it, and he noticed something wrong, and took it out again, went to refer to the ancient books, and asked me to find and make the codex. But in fact, even if he knew the method, he couldn't fix it. He didn't report it for repair. Do you know why?"

Sunshadow shook his head stiffly, in his expectation, he hoped that the silver sword would return to its original state, but there was nothing he could do, he didn't even know that his silver sword was so special.

Mourning smiled, and suddenly sat up slowly, clenched his fists hard, and a drop of blood fell from between his fingers and dripped on the brown floor, as if it had been swallowed, and disappeared.

One drop, two drops, squeeze firmly. Mourning was no longer in pain at this point.

Before the third drop could fall, Sunshadow grabbed Mourning Night's hand. "If it's for your life, I'd rather not fix it. It is indeed precious to me, and the price of this preciousness is that it has retained the life force of my precious human beings, which cannot be traced, but I cannot watch it gain strength with human life again. ”

"I was dying. It has nothing to do with whether or not to repair the sword. Mourning said with a wry smile.

"But you're not dead, it's not over yet. "Even in the face of what is about to be seen, it cannot be regarded as accepting the facts, unwilling to end the end, and the last salvage of life.

"But it's too late. ”

From around the night of mourning spawned runes, which spread around him into a garden. The silver sword automatically detached from Sunshadow's hand and slowly flew in front of Mourning Night.

Sunshadow wanted to stop all this, but there seemed to be an invisible force blocking him, vibrating in the air, and resonating with the corner tower, the lines of light in the corner tower began to flow backwards, but not towards the jewel on the door in front of him, but towards the rune centered on the mourning night, beating and shining, dazzling.

Slowly the light gathered on the body of the mourning night, gathered on the sword body of the small silver piece, the light connected them, flashing and flashing, after a while, the light seemed to be extracted from the body of the mourning night, and slowly all the water from the side of the mourning night to the sword body, the body of the mourning night gradually dimmed, and the silver sword once again regained its light, even brighter and more powerful than before.

Immediately after the roar of the corner tower ended, Mourning fell to the ground again. The silver sword slowly fell in front of him.

"It's a soul sacrifice!" Thor's exclaimed in surprise. "This is impossible, this is a legendary power, it has not existed in this world for a long time. ”

"What is a Soul Sacrifice?" you can tell how bad it is, but Sunkage is still a little reluctant to accept it, and asks uneasily.

Literally. The power of the soul lodges the sacrificial thing, and the power of the soul to transfer the power of the sacrificial thing is a self-sacrificial spell, a secret technique that only his clan can master. Peng Xiu's calm voice interjected, explaining for the Shadow of the Sun.

"What do you mean by doing this?" Peng Xiu asked Xiang Wai Mi Ye in a cold voice. Although he didn't know the origin of the silver piece, he knew how precious the silver sword was to Sunshadow, and he had never seen this sword leave Sunshadow's side since he knew Himkage, except for this unavoidable repair.

But now the way this sword is repaired is actually a soul sacrifice, a person who repairs this person's beloved thing by sacrificing for another unrelated person, and leaves a breath on this beloved thing that can never be erased. How is this possible if there is no purpose, if there is no emotion?

Peng Xiu frowned when he thought of every time Sun Shadow took out this small silver sword in the future, he remembered the appearance of Wai Mi Ye at this moment, even if Wai Mi Ye was about to become a dead man, he was still unhappy, and he still had to question.

"Ah, Your Highness is really angry. Mourning was so weak that he could no longer sit up, his originally shiny and fair and beautiful skin became dull, and even began to have some fine cracks, as if he wanted a doll about to be shattered, lying on the cold floor with a smile.

Sunshadow picked him up again.

"I wanted His Highness to take me away at first. I think if His Highness likes me, even if I kill Sulange and his whole family, according to His Highness's strength, I will still be preserved. At that time, for the first time, I felt that there was some use in being pretty. Your Highness and Xiaoying will be stunned when they look at me.

At that time, I was still thinking, how could Xiaoying, who was standing next to His Highness, be so lucky? Obviously I look the same, the same useless beautiful young man, and under the same rights, why is he free and equal, while I am just a doll, being arbitrarily placed and played. I am obviously more beautiful than him, smarter, and more aware of the changes in people's hearts.

The only reason must be that the people we meet are different, if I also use such a right, will I be able to be unscrupulous, is it not that all this disgusting and sad past will not happen? Why am I so jealous?

But Your Highness doesn't like me. His Highness will not protect me who killed Sulange, nor will he give me the right to be unscrupulous. I'll need to do it myself.

Now, Xiaoying, why do you say that Your Highness doesn't like me, is it because I'm not beautiful enough? Am I not as beautiful as you? You see, in the Sulange family, they only look at one face, and they obviously don't care about anything. ”

Riying listened to this kind of small talk, as if it was just an innocent boy and girl chatting with a close friend on a sunny afternoon, chatting about the gossip of her sweetheart, so boring and everyday, warm and beautiful. Not the one in the arms now, more and more transparent, more and more broken. It's not about reminiscing about their brief meeting, those short and not good memories.

A wry smile flickered across Sunshadow's lips. He didn't know why he remembered what Frey had answered. "No, you're the most beautiful, you're the best-looking person I've ever seen. But Hugh, perhaps, likes girls. ”

"Haha, this reason is common in other places, but it doesn't seem to be in Spring Town. What about you, you are much easier to deceive and make use of than Your Highness. You have a straight face tomorrow every day, why are you unexpectedly cold and hot. How to look at you, look at you, jealousy will disappear in the end, why can't I hate it. Now, Xiaoying, will you like me?"

"I don't want to lie to you. Sunshadow replied.

"Is it because you don't like men either?" Mourning Night looked at the Japanese shadow with despair.

"Not for that reason. At this point, Sunshadow lowered his head and leaned into Mourning Night's ear, revealing the one secret he needed to protect the most. He whispered in his ear, "I'm a girl." I would like men. ”

Mourning's eyes lit up, he knew this secret, it must be the biggest secret of the Sunshadow. A secret that can be hidden from everyone and act without leaking, but Sunshadow took the initiative to tell him. He heard Sunshadow continue.

"But I have one thing I have to go right now, and I'm not ready to like someone. But I'm going to try not to forget you, I'm going to try to like you, okay?"

"But I'm prettier than you, is that true?" asked Wai Mi Ye with a satisfied smile.

"It's true, I don't lie to you. Sunshadow shook her head and said earnestly. He felt that the person in his hands was getting lighter and lighter.

"Now, I got it right again. I'll finally be able to meet someone who can use his heart. I don't have to be reluctant to be as sincere as Dolly. It hurts so much, even if it's the only thing I once had, I don't want it. Fortunately, in the end, you appeared. That's nice. Don't lie to me, try hard, take me out of here. We've made an agreement, okay. ”

"Okay, we'll agree. I don't lie to you. I kid you not. Sunshadow nodded in promise, watching as the powder in his arms turned to powder and vanished, only a few more points of light flew out. Sunshadow tried to grab it with her hands, but she didn't catch anything.

The small silver sword fell into his arms, and the glow shone brightly.

The flying points of light floated in the air for a while, then merged into a stream, whistling past Sunshadow, heading straight for Surange, surrounding Sulange.

At this time, Su Lange actually woke up, but he was beaten too badly before, and coupled with the unknown situation, he didn't speak. But now he saw the converging points of light, and he rubbed his instinct back on the ground, and stood up in fear, trying to escape. But the point of light was obviously faster, and a trace of light fell on his shoulder, and his scream shouted like killing a pig, and he knelt down in an instant. But the attack of the light point did not end, but a fairly regular, unhurried attack bit by bit. Sulange tried to block it with her hand, and then there was a sharp pain in her hand. It was a burning heartache.

These points of light, perhaps the fireflies that Mourning Night said, have inherited the will of the people who gave birth to them, and they will not let him die too quickly!