The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 297 Inescapable Castle (8)

The moment the castle was lit up, the murderer knew that there must be a white rose waiting for him to pick up in the aisle on the third floor, and the burning sensation of the sun on his body seemed to put him on a cross. Above, it was as if someone had cut off the flesh of his body with a scorching red and shiny blade. The pain was extremely painful, and even the twilight was unbearable for the murderer. This pain can be called cramp, but it cannot be Let him die, but it was also the pain that made the murderer regain some sanity. His cloudy and gloomy gray eyes slowly moved away from the broken library door that would collapse at the touch of a touch, and walked towards the stairs.

It's time to get today's white rose, a rose as pure as snow.

It's like a silent rule. The king will offer a white rose every morning. After the murderer accepts it, he will lock himself in a dark and opaque room until night falls. He can only see the roses every day. Only when he saw that rose did the murderer have the illusion that the person still loved him, and could he barely calm down the flames of hatred in his heart.

If one day, even the roses are gone, the murderer will never be able to truly perceive the presence of the king in this castle. If that day comes, this castle will completely turn into purgatory.

Does he hate that person?I hate that person for not coming to see him, I hate that person for not coming to see him in the forest and lake since that day, I hate that I know that the king who sent the poisoned apple is a fake but I still forcefully deceive myself because of missing, After eating that poisonous apple, he hated his love that could not be extinguished by the cold reality.

Does he hate that person?No, what he hates is himself. What he is really afraid of is that that person does not love him. He is not some beautiful and delicate princess, but an ugly and terrifying evil spirit.

——Please love me, please love me, even if it is a lie, so that I can last for hundreds of years.

Picking up the white rose, the murderer put it under his nose and sniffed it gently. The refreshing rose fragrance was so rich that it filled his nose in an instant. It was so intoxicating that he still remembered the elegant osmanthus fragrance on that person. , like oriental sake, as clear as water, yet so strong that one sip can make people intoxicated and unable to tell the difference between east, west, east and west.

He still remembers the whispered instruction of that person sticking behind him, he still remembers the feeling of that person's cool hand covering the back of his hand that almost made his whole body tingle, and he still remembers that person's silver hair as cold as the bright moonlight and the silence and indifference of the ice ocean. Her aqua blue eyes, and those light-colored lips that make people want to taste the fragrance, even the eyelashes are as white as frost and snow.

The longer the time, the more mellow and intoxicating the memory will be brewed, the memory of that person will only become fresher in his mind, and he gradually understands that the person has never said that he loves him, and has never responded His confession, he didn't even have the ruthless courage to hate that person, but he was madly jealous of those outsiders who might see that person, it was pathetic and ridiculous.

Mother, you are right. Jealousy is a terrible emotion, but he is not a woman, but he is scarier than any jealous woman. Obviously, jealousy is not exclusive to women. When you fall in love with someone and return When there is no response, both men and women will start to envy everyone who comes into contact with that person. We don't even have a position of jealousy, only jealousy.

[Changsheng, are you dictating "The White Witch's Handwriting"? ] System 1010 looked at Chi Changsheng, who was writing non-stop on the yellowed paper with a quill pen, and recognized the content above.

[It's just the part about the curse, I'm not interested in sharing Baixue's story with others. 】Chi Changsheng replied that even though she was writing with her head slightly lowered, her back was still straight and her sitting posture was extremely upright but natural. Habits turned into instinct in the end, [As long as you don't tell Bai Xue, the paper will not be burned. 】

[Do you want to tell the protagonist group? 】Although the system 1010 said interrogative sentences, he was sure in his heart, 【You have left a map in the library, and the protagonist group with the map will undoubtedly progress faster than the original world line. 】

[It's still too slow. 】Chi Changsheng shook his head, 【Hundreds of years... 320 seven years, a sentence of hundreds of years can also be summed up. 】

[Love can undo the curse... I still don't quite understand. 】System 1010 said, 【Only the answer to the curse is full of fairy tales. If two people fall in love, the curse can be solved. I think this curse has no effect on you and that person at all. 】

[He and I are one key, and Abner and Dunyu are another key. Bai Xue and I have already proved that, only Abner and Dunyu are needed to prove the love between them. 】 Changsheng replied, compared to her who didn't understand love at first and couldn't respond to the other person's equal feelings, Changsheng has obviously changed in this regard.

【Um? 】System 1010 was taken aback.

[Bai Xue is not crazy. For hundreds of years, he has maintained his final innocence. He has not turned into a murderer with no sense like in the original world line. He has not devoured the souls of those he killed. Everything has a chance to turn around. ] The pen in Chi Changsheng's hand kept moving, leaving pleasing fonts on the page one after another. [If there are no accidents, those souls should become a great help to the protagonist group. The rest... I will go with Bai Xue To repay those sins of killing, so that those souls can have a better new life after reincarnation. 】 She couldn't meet Bai Xue, so when Bai Xue killed someone, he was in a place where her eyes couldn't reach. Chi Changsheng couldn't prevent the tragedy from happening, just like when she was one step slower than the fake king to see Bai Xue. If she missed it, it would be wrong. missed.

Chi Changsheng wrote very quickly, and it took only a few pages to write down the curse in detail. She took this thin book to a study room on the second floor. This is where the White Witch studies various curses that suppress the Black Witch. , Chi Changsheng saw a lot of sketches, she picked them up and took a rough look, and found that they were similar to the purification magic of the Celestial Clan, but it was a pity that the White Witch was still one step behind and failed, the purification magic of the Celestial Clan Relying on the light element's love and high affinity for them, as well as the inherent super talent for light magic, it is almost impossible to use purification magic. Magic in every world has something in common. The composition of magic is all magic words, and the composition of magic words comes from magic elements, and the magic elements come from all creatures and the world.

——Different routes lead to the same goal.

Chi Changsheng put down the sketch of the magic circle in his hand and tidied up the study. She put her hand gently on the table, and the thick dust quickly moved away like a repelling magnet. Chi Changsheng followed the brush and passed it. , the whole table was clean, and then he placed the book in his hand in the middle of the desk.

If the curse is lifted, will the castle suddenly look like a fairy tale?
She hopes that Baixue can have a happy ending like in a fairy tale, and she does not accept any other BE.

No matter what this person becomes, in Chi Changsheng's eyes, he is still the same Bai Xue who was pampered and coquettish but whose eyes are extremely clear and pure. He has become what he is now, and Chi Changsheng thinks he has something that cannot be shirked Responsibility, she should have cut off the black witch's head decisively when the revolutionary army rushed into the palace, instead of leaving this endless trouble.

Moreover, even if the black witch is killed, the soul of the black witch will still cast this curse after death, because this is fate.

In the process of resisting fate, we are still prisoners of fate.

Having done everything that can be done, Chi Changsheng now only needs to wait on the throne in the main hall.

(End of this chapter)