Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

"Brother Ye Qiu, it's time to have breakfast!"

A young man who looked to be in his early twenties walked quickly towards here with a bag of steaming steamed buns and two portions of bean curd.

"Xiao Bei, I have told you many times that I am just an ordinary person now and can't help you with anything. You don't need to deliberately please me like this."

Ye Qiu shook his head and did not take the breakfast from the other party's hand.

This young man's name is Meng Xiaobei. He is an orphan. His talent is average, more than above average.

During the screening of combat spiritual masters, he was not selected, so he has been hanging out in society and learned the skills of speculation.

Later, under the leadership of Han Zhan, Daxia went all the way north, and he saw the opportunity to join in.

At that time, there were a large number of casualties among the Spirit Contractors in the Great Xia War, and Meng Xiaobei was placed in a rescue hospital. It was also here that he and Ye Qiu met each other.

Then there is no more then.

At that time, Ye Qiu was a madman and Meng Xiaobei was an ordinary caregiver.

After Han Zhan and Shang Siting cured Ye Qiu, Ye Qiu left the rescue home where he lived not long after.

I don’t know what method Meng Xiaobei used to find Ye Qiu’s residence, and then he kept repeating the scene that happened today.

"Brother Ye Qiu, I know you are an ordinary person. I don't ask you for anything. I just admire you."

Ye Qiu gave him a helpless look, do you think I believe it?

Without morals, anything is possible.

Ye Qiu took the steamed buns and tofu pudding, sat down casually on the side of the road, and started eating.

When Meng Xiaobei saw this, he followed suit and sat down next to Ye Qiu.

"Tell me what you want from me."

"Brother Ye Qiu, I really have nothing else..."

"I'm just asking once. If you don't tell me, you don't have to keep coming to me in the future."

Meng Xiaobei's words were interrupted by Ye Qiu.

The latter scratched his head.

After a while, Meng Xiaobei first glanced at the steamed buns that Ye Qiu had taken a few bites of and the tofu pudding with only half a cup left. After confirming, he continued:

"Brother Ye Qiu, can you help me find a relationship? I want to integrate the origin of killing."

"puff!"

Ye Qiu didn't finish a mouthful of bean curd and almost choked himself to death.

He lowered his head and glanced at the steamed buns and bean curds in his hand. After repeatedly confirming that they were just steamed buns and bean curds, he quietly asked: "Do you know what the origin is?"

"I know."

After Meng Xiaobei finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pulled, and a virtual screen appeared in front of the two of them.

Meng Xiaobei entered "origin of killing" in the search query bar of the virtual screen, and soon all the information about the origin of killing was listed.

"The origin of killing is an origin brought out by Master Han Zhan from the extremely evil city."

"The origin can greatly enhance the strength of the spiritual contract master, and it has infinite possibilities and future."

"Anyone who successfully integrates the origin of killing can be promoted to at least the level of deputy commander!"

Meng Xiaobei read out the information on the virtual screen. If he wanted to say something else, Ye Qiu waved his hand.

"Stop, stop, stop."

"I can read, and I know everything you said."

"But why do you think I can get the source of killing for you?"

"Brother Ye Qiu, you are the commander of the Fourth War Zone of Daxia. You must have something, right?" Meng Xiaobei said matter-of-factly.

The title Commander of the Fourth War Zone Legion made Ye Qiu feel dazed for a moment.

"I am no longer the legion commander of the Fourth War Zone." Ye Qiu's voice was a little lonely.

"But you also know Mr. Han Zhan and Dean Shang. They even went to the hospital to visit you. I..."

"Meng Xiaobei!"

Ye Qiu suddenly raised his voice.

Meng Xiaobei was a little stunned when he stared at him with such a serious expression.

"Do you know what will happen after merging the origin?"

"Become... deputy commander?" Meng Xiaobei asked tentatively.

"That's a duty and a responsibility. And you'll die."

When Ye Qiu said this, he let out a breath of turbidity.

He was silent and swallowed the remaining beancurd and steamed buns.

"So, isn't it good to live? Why should we bear such responsibility?"

"Think about it yourself."

"Also, thank you for the breakfast. If you figure it out, come to my place tomorrow and I'll treat you to a meal."

Ye Qiu patted Meng Xiaobei on the shoulder, turned around and walked in the direction behind him.

Meng Xiaobei was left alone, stunned.

He had imagined many situations, but he never thought that such a sentence would come out of Ye Qiu's mouth.

Isn't it good to be alive?

Why should we bear such responsibility?

Is this still the brave and invincible commander of the Fourth District Army who rushed to the camp?

Looking at Ye Qiu's retreating back, Meng Xiaobei felt suddenly strange.

He opened his mouth, but finally resisted the urge to question Ye Qiu.

Suddenly, a silvery white light appeared in front of him.

It was a flying saucer-shaped robot suspended in mid-air.

"Hello, this is number 427619, the civilized city surveillance robot."

"It was detected that you were sitting on the side of the road eating breakfast one minute and thirty-six seconds ago, and food crumbs fell to the ground."

"According to Article 1942 of the North County Management Regulations, you are now punished for violating the regulations."

Meng Xiaobei: "???"

……

Ye Qiu continued to move forward.

When he passed a corner, his steps paused slightly.

But soon, he continued to move forward and planned to leave.

"Fourth senior brother."

Han Zhan leaned half against the wall of the alleyway and called him from behind.

"You have the wrong person. There is no fourth senior brother here." Ye Qiu did not look back.

"I heard the conversation you had with that young man just now." Han Zhan looked at Ye Qiu's back with a complicated expression, "Are you serious about what you said?"

Ye Qiu stopped.

"Every sentence is from the heart."

Hearing this answer, Han Zhan remained silent. When Ye Qiu was about to leave again, he suddenly said:

"If you make such a choice, Teacher Izumi knows..."

"Han Zhan." Ye Qiu turned around suddenly, his eyes slightly cold, "Have you ever experienced death?"

"I've experienced it, several times."

Ye Qiu: "..."

"Fourth Senior Brother, why didn't you speak? What did you want to say just now?"

Ye Qiu took a deep breath and suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

"Yes, you are great, you are indomitable, and you are the ninth most promising student of the teacher. But I am not."

"I am just a person who has died once, a completely ordinary person who has lost his spirit and realm!"

"In the days to come, I want to live like an ordinary person, live, do you understand?"

It seemed that he finally vented what he wanted to say.

The anger boiling inside Ye Qiu gradually subsided.

He knew that some things were not Han Zhan's fault, but that he was powerless.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure." Ye Qiu exhaled for the third time and adjusted his mood. "But what I just said are my true thoughts in my heart."

"So don't come to me again."