I'm really a life player

Chapter 141 Why is this moment so sad

Hearing what Su Yang said, Bai Xingzhou looked at Su Yang carefully, with a strange smile on his face, he looked at Su Yang and said:

"It seems that you think you have caught me? Or do you think that I am influenced by the will of some idiot, so I won't attack you?

Are you doing something wrong?Su Yang is Su Yang, Xiang Mingzhe is Xiang Mingzhe, no matter whether I am affected by the ghost or not, what does my attitude towards that child have to do with you?You wouldn't foolishly think that you would become him after you possessed his memory, right? "

"I'm not that stupid, I just want to tell you that it is because I have part of the memory of Mr. Xiang Mingzhi that I dare to stand here and look at you - after all, I think you may be more interested in some things .”

Su Yang lowered his head and sighed, "If I told you that Chief Philosopher Xiang Ming sacrificed himself, it is very likely that someone among them was contributing to the situation, deliberately leading the situation to this situation, and finally leading to this result."

The scene suddenly became quiet, and Su Yang suddenly felt a strong malice approaching him.

Although he could feel that the malice was not aimed at him, seeing Bai Xingzhou standing in front of him with a face as deep as a black sea, he still felt a sense of crisis that he might die suddenly at any time.

Bai Xingzhou chuckled, his pale teeth were exposed at the corners of his raised mouth, and Su Yang seemed to be able to hear a slight grinding of his teeth.

He said grimly, "Boy, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know, but I didn't mention the guy. Although I don't know who is behind all of this, it is obvious that Senior Xiang Mingzhe is like a chess piece controlled by a chess player, being led to death."

"Do you have any evidence?" Bai Xingzhou's expression gradually returned to calm, but he looked even more dangerous in this way.

Su Yang shook his head and said: "I don't know, but in my memory, the senior seems to have noticed this matter a long time ago, but he couldn't tell who was hiding behind, so he could only let it go. "

"Okay, it's boring for you to say so much." Bai Xingzhou's face showed a little laziness, and he seemed to be lethargic all of a sudden.

"Aren't you worried that I will shoot you after you talk so much? Now I'm tired, you can leave."

Su Yang shook his head and said, "If you don't find me annoying, let me accompany you for a while."

"Tsk, cunning brat." Bai Xingzhou said disdainfully.

Su Yang came over and said, "I'll go, master."

Su Yang poured some cold tea into the tea bucket at the side, walked to a dark corner, and took out a kettle from the shadows.

When he was pouring water from the kettle, Bai Xingzhou just stood aside and watched coldly.

Su Yang followed what Xiang Mingzhe did most often when he was with Bai Xingzhou in his memory. First, he sprinkled a little scented tea under the cup, and then dragged the kettle to pour out half a cup of hot water.

Then he took out a jar from a dark corner, took a spoonful of honey, and poured the last half cup of hot water down.

Bai Xingzhou looked at this scene that he was used to, and finally couldn't help asking, saying:
"Was it painful when he went?"

Su Yang thought of Xiang Mingzhe who was struggling in the twisted monster body. He didn't completely lose his mind until he died.

He even killed himself, obviously because he didn't want Tan Xuefeng to feel guilty.

In retrospect, it was indeed quite tragic.

But Su Yang felt that it was better not to provoke Bai Xingzhou now, so he slowly shook his head and said, "Nothing, the senior died in battle and was not tortured by the enemy."

After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "I think a person like him should be able to have a happy life, but now it seems that the reality is somewhat fucked up."

Su Yang handed over the teacup in his hand, the evenly stirred tea was a little steamy, and Bai Xingzhou finally couldn't hide the disappointment on his face when it came out smoothly.

He took a sip from his teacup, his expression a little gloomy.

The ratio of tea leaves to hot water is exactly the same as before, with a little sweetness of honey. This is the tea that Xiao Zhe made for himself most often before he left.

However, things have changed.

Su Yang raised his eyebrows, only feeling that the complicated emotions in his heart had piled up to the extreme.

He could feel that Xiang Mingzhe's memory of learning runes with Bai Xingzhou's company hidden in his mind seemed to boil at this moment.

A flood of memories flooded his face, and the overly intense emotions almost suffocated Su Yang.

He opened his mouth, and seemed to feel that Xiang Mingzhe was standing behind him, slowly pouring into his body, that burst of emotion burned like a flame, but it was so warm.

Su Yang lowered his head and said dumbfoundedly: "Let it be as you please."

The moment he raised his head, Bai Xingzhou's body trembled. "Su Yang" had a slightly displeased expression on his face, as if he wanted to curse, but after speaking a thousand words, he only left a short sentence.

"Old man, I made someone plant dandelions on the grave. I'm leaving. I probably won't have the chance to see you in the future. When the dandelions bloom every year, you'll treat me as if I came to see you..."

At this moment, Su Yang felt that he had fallen into an extremely miraculous state. He could clearly realize that he was still himself, but the moment he opened his mouth, he seemed to have become a passerby.

Although he was the one talking to Bai Xingzhou, he became a bystander, quietly allowing the surging thoughts in his memory to erupt.

Even in such a state, Su Yang dared to argue with Bai Xingzhou, and Bai Xingzhou responded with a dazed expression, sometimes revealing a little unwillingness and sense of loss.

This feeling is like dreaming back to seven or eight years ago. At that time, Xiang Mingzhe was not as silent as he is now. Before the two fell out, everything was fine.

This feeling made him very nostalgic, but when he thought about it, it was just a dream, and the heart that was not beating already felt painful as if he was alive.

At this moment, Bai Xingzhou finally remembered that he was the demon soul that occupied this body, a fool who forgot what he was because he played the role of "Bai Xingzhou" all the year round.

A demon weapon condensed from the resentment of the corpse, mixed with the memory fragments of the monster before death and the endless hostility, there is the existence of the demon soul.

Monster beasts don't have three souls and seven souls, so naturally they don't have souls in the narrow sense that monks call them.

And when the monster weapon has a soul, it is an ominous symbol that deviates from the existence of the monster race itself.

But it is obviously so evil, why is it so sad at this moment?
　Pujie Diary: It’s really not that I don’t want to update. It was late when I came back because of some incidents today. As a result, the general system crashed after the update, and the saved manuscripts disappeared. Huh, I still typed this on my mobile phone. I can’t finish writing the second update.
　　
　
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