Chapter 522: Xuanyuan's Loyalty
"Forget it, get up. It's only a matter of time before you can't hide it, and it's no wonder you. Shuyi knocked on the desk and pondered, and said after a while, "Since the outside has been pierced, don't worry about it, transfer everyone's hands back to Wuxinju, reset the formation, put the Netherworld Array this time, if someone wants to make trouble, let him come, and he can break into Wuxinju!"
"These subordinates have already been arranged, Gongzi can rest assured, ten steps for a while, the nine-fold netherworld array is swinging out, impenetrable, and not a single insect cry outside can be heard. ”
This is Shuyi's expected answer, Xuanyuan Mo has always done things according to his heart, not very accurate but also eight points accurate, glanced at it, and said lightly, "Then you will be considered to have your merits and demerits." ”
Xuanyuan Mo looked at Shuyi's still frowning brows, knowing that although he didn't say it on his lips, he was worried about the one hundred and eight lives in his heart, and couldn't help muttering, "The subordinates said, there are some things that the son doesn't need to know, with the subordinates here, the sky can't fall." ”
After being silent for a long time, Shuyi suddenly smiled and said, "Xuanyuan, this king wants to deceive himself, as a subordinate, not only did you not persuade him, but also helped this king to deceive together, thinking that this king didn't look at or listen to anything, so he really didn't want to know anything?"
"There are some things, it's useless for you to think about it, no matter how thoroughly you think about it, aren't you still reluctant to give up the princess in the end?" Xuanyuan Mo straightened up, his eyes were the sincerity of a sixteen-year-old boy, but with the depth of a sixty-year-old man, "Since Childe has decided to draw a sword for the princess and the people of the world, let it go, no matter when, I, Xuanyuan, am the sharpest blade in Childe's hand." ”
Shuyi lowered his voice and sighed, "Xuanyuan, in fact, you could not have made this trip to the troubled waters. ”
Shuyi and Xuanyuan Mo both knew in their hearts that even if this matter ended, they would protect Huaxin, and from then on they would be separated from the righteous path of the world and become the same demon party that people in the world despised.
Xuanyuan Mo looked at Shuyi, his eyes were unprecedentedly serious, "Just as there is no good and evil in the heart of the son, there is only the princess, and there is no right or wrong in the hearts of the subordinates, only the son!"
As if touched by Xuanyuan's words, Shuyi smiled slightly, and the painting behind the wall also had tears in his eyes and a smile on the corner of his lips.
She suddenly couldn't run, and her heart was completely drowned in Shuyi's grace.
Shu Yi suddenly asked, "Xuanyuan, do you believe in the princess?"
"......" This is a proposition, and after thinking for a long time, Xuanyuan replied, "The son believes it, and his subordinates will believe it." ”
"One hundred and eight people died last night, but last night ......," Shuyi muttered, "the princess never went out." ”
Xuanyuan Mo looked at Shuyi's tired face, looking overindulgent, and said boldly, "There is a sentence that my subordinates don't know whether to say or not." ”
"Speak!"
"It is said that this monster has the art of clone, you can't look at her, night after night, the color is a steel knife to scrape the bones, and the desire is a sharp weapon to suck the marrow, childe, you still have to pay more attention to the body is ......"
Xuanyuan Mo felt that his words were already very tactful, but Shuyi still darkened his face, and his eyes were clearly signaling him to get out of the way.
He wanted to raise his feet and leave with interest, and listened to Shuyi's instructions, "You go and prepare, tonight this king will explore the Demon Mountain at night, you don't have to follow, you must guard the Wuxin Residence." ”
Xuanyuan Mo turned his head in confusion, Shuyi looked at him, and his voice was low and firm, "This king, I want to believe her once." ”