[Comprehensive] On the Perfect Fusion of Lucky E and European Emperor

"Do you know that your soul is incomplete?"

Because he didn't want to be disturbed by the four trapped mice and Zhan Zhao and others, Weiming decisively threw the clinic and the courtyard to Fenglai who hadn't reacted yet and found a quiet enough place to hold a rest. with.Who knows that two days have passed, Feng Lai, who is impatient with being annoyed, and unable to use some means because of Baili Tusu, suddenly came to the door, and quietly looked at Weiming for a long time, The quiet content of the words that were spoken stimulated Weiming's heart extremely.

"Me? Insufficient soul?" Weiming didn't show any surprise as Fenglai thought, but raised his eyebrows very calmly, sat up straight and laughed lightly.

Fenglai was not misled by Weiming at all, he slowly withdrew his gaze from looking at Weiming seriously: "It seems that he has discovered it."

"...What's the point of finding out." Now that Feng Lai has figured out what he's thinking, Wei Ming no longer maintains that plausible smile on his face, slowly looks away and looks into the distance indifferently, "I am me, can I become another person if my soul is complete? If this is the case, then there is nothing wrong with maintaining the status quo."

"You're afraid." Feng Lai has never been merciless towards Wei Ming, and he doesn't mind provoking the most unbearable emotions in his heart at any time. Just like a doctor who doesn't heal himself, once the problem happens to him, he can't figure it out."

"It's not as good as your long-term illness becoming a good doctor..." After saying this, Wei Ming couldn't help being slightly taken aback, smiled and shook his head, "Sorry, I—"

"You're right, why apologize." Now Fenglai doesn't know whether it was stimulated by Luanlai or other reasons, and he doesn't shy away from mentioning his crazy experience, even if it's unnamed He didn't take it too seriously, "When the soul is incomplete, there will be many things that cannot be noticed... Maybe you are right, the fullness and incompleteness of the soul are really two different people."

Although the current Fenglai still hasn't regained the soul he lost when he was the prince Changqin, but as a spirit body, he doesn't have a life soul in the first place, so it can't be regarded as an incomplete soul.

Weiming hooked the corner of her mouth, and half-lyed back to her original position again: "I just don't understand...why did you have to remind me." Weiming dare not say that he will not deceive himself, but at least there are some things that should Some insist that he will not change—for example, he thinks that he is good as he is, and he doesn’t want to change into another appearance, or for example...what should be his is his, and no one can take it away, what should not be his... ...It doesn't necessarily mean it can't be his.

"Probably because I want to know where you will go in the end." Feng Lai laughed, his expression at this time was completely different from the usual one, "Such a scene must be... very wonderful." Because Wei Ming's performance was completely different from what he had imagined, Feng Lai only felt a little disappointed, but at the same time, he was slightly more looking forward to it.Finally, he glanced at Weiming who was lying lazily, Fenglai turned around and walked without any guidance as when he came.

After Feng Lai left, Wei Ming's originally relaxed state of mind seemed to be taken away with him.The surroundings were still quiet, and the rare late autumn Gao Yang sprinkled on his body with a touch of warmth made him feel agitated for a while.After all, Weiming is not a person who likes to force himself. Although he still stayed in place for a while, but it was only a few breaths. He couldn't get back the original feeling, but he returned to the courtyard with a thought.

Being silent for a long time can't be said to be fruitless, Weiming finally remembered the many Gouyu that he had polished with the chalcedony of the soul forging essence and prepared to give to the shikigami.Thinking that the shikigami are all in the courtyard now, he chose a day to find out the gray box that had almost fallen, and sent the white Gouyutuo to Yimulian and Yaodaoji, who appeared behind him at some point. After each shikigami held hands, Weiming suddenly stared blankly at the only change he made to this courtyard—the quiet pool under the cherry blossom trees.

What brought Weiming back to his senses was the cold blade that suddenly protruded from behind and rested on his shoulder.

The smooth blade, less than two fingers wide, has layers of extremely beautiful patterns printed on it. The bright white blade has an almost hazy transparency. The beauty is more like a work of art than a dangerous weapon.

But Weiming, who was in close contact with the blade, knew what kind of good knife it was.

"You have been busy with this for so many days?" Weiming didn't care at all about the blade that was almost attached to his neck, he turned around and looked at Indra, and pulled him away from him who was not far away. I got closer, "It seems that I was negligent, you have indeed used a knife, but is the rib gap a little shorter?"

"This is a knife for you, so take it as a gift in return." Indra withdrew the knife, because there was no scabbard, he used some skill when throwing the knife to Weiming, "In close combat, there should always be a knife." Handy weapon."

Slowly stroking the blade with the material of jade but not jade, iron but not iron with the fingertips, Weiming can almost feel how Indra used the power of soul to laminate the material obtained from Bai Yutang bit by bit. Polished to the current appearance, there is no slight flaw from the handle to the blade: "It seems that I have earned it in terms of hard work."

"Whether you earn or not, you have to figure it out so clearly?" Feeling Weiming's arm lightly resting on his waist, Indra didn't understand why he could say such words in such an intimate situation—— According to his understanding of Weiming, it shouldn't be like this.

"It's not clear, how can I give you compensation?" Weiming held the handle of the knife that was tightly entangled with his backhand, and let the blade stick against his arm and moved away from Indra for a few minutes, but he moved in front of Indra to play He licked his lips in the same way.

"...Do you think this is—compensation?" Indra was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he raised his eyebrows deliberately, and greeted him unceremoniously. Luo Wang's Wei Ming catches him, and the other party has the upper hand again.

"Who knows...but you are so hardworking, how can I not explain things clearly..." Lips parted, Weiming leaned into Indra's ear while he was still in a daze and smiled softly, breathing It seemed as if they were entangled directly in Indra's heart, "Indra, haven't you really thought about it—the person who protected your soul at the beginning may not be me at all?"

"What...?" Indra's whole body trembled. Just as he was about to say something, he felt his body froze for a moment. In this short period of time, Weiming seemed to loosen his tight embrace at a leisurely pace. With that hand, he took a deep look at Indra with a complicated expression, and suddenly turned over and jumped to the bottom of the quiet pool.

He has always had the temperament of thinking like this.

The cold and powerful spiritual power couldn't have flowed into the blade more smoothly. It was obviously a knife that I just got, but in Weiming's hands it was like a commanding arm.

The quiet pool is not deep, about as deep as Weiming's chest can't even reach after standing up, but Weiming, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately swung the ribs he was holding with his backhand when he was about to touch the bottom of the pool. The sharp blade became sharper just because Indra could strike, and was swung down under the protection of a lot of spiritual power.The originally firm and clean bottom of the stone-faced pool disappeared immediately, and Weiming's figure also disappeared into the quiet pool at that moment.

"As expected..." This water pool is the only change Weiming made in the courtyard, and this is indeed the most suitable weak point for him to break through.Weiming felt his whole body darken suddenly, and the originally clear pool water turned into a strange coexistence of sticky and biting coldness, but this did not stop him from diving down a little bit, and gradually approaching it should not be touched. He opened his eyes wide and tried hard to see what was hidden in the dark shadow at the very center.

——It is a figure, sitting cross-legged.

His face and figure were unclear.

There seemed to be a soft sigh in his ear: "Now is not the time." Although he knew that since the matter had come to this point, there was no such thing as a bad time, but Soi Ying still decided to make another effort.

The wide sleeves swelled suddenly like a living thing that could grow, and it swept Weiming who had almost walked in front of him and was equal to him now.

"I hope you can understand this time - people will always change, and resisting this change... is meaningless at all." The man chuckled lightly, not caring that Wei Ming could no longer hear his last words .

"Unnamed... Unnamed?!"

Some days I haven't heard much Japanese dialect...

Weiming endured the pain all over his body and the incongruity that was almost suppressed by the pain and opened his eyes. The strong smell of blood at the end of his nose made him want to gag—it shouldn't be.Thinking a little dullly, Weiming, whose eyes were finally a little clear, saw clearly the face of the man who was calling him anxiously.

Totally unfamiliar.

"...Who are you..." The words that came out of the mouth unconsciously brought out a bit of guard, but this was not what Weiming wanted to ask, maybe it should be said that he knew this question or shouldn't ask, but it was hard to completely Control yourself to make such a childish move.

But the man holding him didn't care about the defensiveness and strangeness in Weiming's eyes. Instead, he was slightly relieved to see him wake up, and looked around warily, using his wide black and purple sleeves. Swinging it over, he wrapped the weak Weiming with the soft quilt he found earlier.When standing up with him in his arms, he did not forget to lower his voice to comfort him: "I am Yamazaki Amaro, your uncle... the injury is very serious, I will take you away first... sleep peacefully for a while, I will Protect yours."

The author has something to say: So giving knives between lovers...is definitely not a good omen

The world conversion is successful O(∩_∩)O~

And, the big problem with Weiming is about to appear, try to solve it at the beginning of the second or third volume, and then start a new life~

Of course, there may be after-effects...?