Chapter 26 Killing with the right hand, warmth with the left hand
The stately mansion, the head of the Mian Mizuzawa tribe, is located in the depths of the bustling avenue. "The Terrans didn't learn anything, but they learned to follow the local customs. The two goalkeepers at the door whispered.
"I don't think the word tribal is appropriate. ”
"What's wrong??? the white-haired young man walked down on the back of the hunting tiger, he was not angry and arrogant, and the two of them reacted, "Young master!! ”
"Next time, don't blame me for unloading you both. The white-haired young man snorted and said, "Go and report to the master, there is a distinguished guest visiting." The two of them hurried into the gate and went straight to the back of the main hall.
There are some bloated strong men in the room, holding a cup of tea, the room is misty, he tastes a sip of tea, full of happy smiles, a bewitching figure beside him, lying on the strong man, the air is filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms, the tea that moistens the heart is mixed with the aroma of peach blossoms, fluttering fairy feeling.
The strong man stretched out a hand and slowly slid down against the bewitching figure, and the woman whispered, making the strong man's eyes widen.
Knock ~knock~
A gentle knock on the door interrupted the strong man's progress, his eyes opened angrily, and he slowly became tired, "Who?"
"Sir, there is a distinguished visitor. ”
"Oh??"
His tired eyes flickered when he heard the distinguished guest, touched the bewitching woman, turned around and the woman took the gold silk blouse, and walked out of the room wearing the robe, and then followed the enchanting woman, she twisted her body, exuding a faint fragrance, and walked to the door, the two soldiers who reported the news did not dare to raise their heads, but their cheeks were flushed, and they inhaled this faint fragrance, and their hearts were like vines whipping, scratching their hearts, until she was far away, she did not dare to raise her head and exhale.
In the lobby, the fire eagle took out the fire bead and held it out with both hands, and the graceful woman next to the bloated and strong man stretched out her hands to catch it and slowly handed it to him, "Are you from the fire sculpture clan?"
The bloated man asked, "That's right, I'm the young patriarch!"
"But the fire spirit is not enough to prove your identity!" the white-haired young man said directly.
"My people are in danger, and I came in a hurry to bring more proof. ”
"The only thing left is my fire carving. He took off his shirt and revealed a carved head, "Throne Eagle!" The enchanting woman showed a hint of greed, as if the hunter had seen the prey.
"I'll send troops in the near future"
"Please also ask the Lord of Mizusawa to send troops as soon as possible, our clan is in danger. ”
Before the fire eagle could finish speaking, the white-haired young man spoke, "Dad, I think his identity is still a little suspicious, and I can't fully confirm it." ”
"It doesn't matter, I have a decision in my heart. The bloated man spoke.
"But ......" Before the white-haired young man could speak, the bloated and strong man directly waved his hand to interrupt his words, and the white-haired young man could only sigh. The bloated man and the bewitching woman frowned, left the main hall, and the servants beside him also politely prepared accommodation for the fire carving youth, and glanced at the white-haired young man easily when he left.
"Brother, I think Dad has been a little strange lately. A young girl, wrapped in a thick cotton coat and stuck in a bow, walked out of the aisle over there, holding a flower in her right hand and covering her cheek with her left hand, "I also think that my father has been a little different since he brought back the unknown woman." ”
"yes!"
"Is it so cold today? Look at you frozen like this," he habitually touched her cheek.
"Now, this is the flower I prepared for you", she took out a fragrant wood, it was very fresh, "Today is your birthday!" she smiled and amused the white-haired young man who did not have any smile.
"Let's go, take you to see what I have prepared for you," she dragged the white-haired young man's right hand and ran quickly, approaching his room, which was full of fragrant trees, exuding a different smell, and on the table was a scabbard made of snake skin, exuding a faint fragrance, she took out a big red sweater from the bed and gestured at the white-haired youth, "Take off your clothes and try it!"
The white-haired young man was a little embarrassed, took off his battle shirt with a twist, and looked in the mirror at himself wearing this red sweater, which was particularly awkward, "This ......"
"Xiao Ke, is this okay?"
"Yes, it's good-looking!" she looked at the white-haired man and was amused, "You will wear this sweater in the winter in the future, no matter where you go, this sweater will accompany you like me!"
"Hee-hee-......" Xiao Ke showed his most innocent smile. "Come and see the meal I prepared for you!!"
She opened another table and took away the hood, all kinds of meat and vegetables were available, and the aroma was fragrant, "Wow, it's so hearty!!"
The white-haired man also smiled happily, the cold night slowly faded away in this lively scene, and in the cold night stretched out and stretched out the dark minions, only Mei was resisting the cold night.
The faint light, lit in the darkness, emitted a trace of green smoke, wrapped around the fingers of the white-haired youth, and made strange circles in the air, his fingers trembled, and then his whole body trembled.
"No one will ever forget the new baptism that this world has brought me. After Xiao Ke fell asleep, he took the snakeskin scabbard and slowly inserted a sword of cold light in his right hand, "My right hand is killing, and my left hand is warmth." ”
"I've learned that it's no longer bravery, I still have a responsibility. ”
"Father is no longer father, who are you that woman??"
"Don't blame me for cutting off your head and sacrificing my soul. His eyes showed fierceness, like a wolf hunting in the middle of the night, slowly opening his eyes to devour the night.
He looked back at the girl in the room again and smiled, "I don't want anyone to understand me, I don't need anyone to understand my existence. ”
He muttered to himself in the middle of the night, talking to his unknown self in the distance. His countenance was cold at one time, warmer at one time, alternating repeatedly, and he revealed pain, but he did not let out any roar, and suffered silently in the night.
"Why"
"I don't have any why"
"I myself am the answer"
"What the hell can you give me"
"You can do whatever you want"
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In the cold wind, the short conversation slowly faded away, leaving only the rustling of the wind roaring and hoarse.