Always wear fast until after the death of the original master

[Baby, you acted really well] The system applauded involuntarily.

[Don't flatter. ] Chu Heng urged it [I didn't have time to urge you just now, Fred has gone to the Holy See, why are you still clapping in my head, don't hurry up! 】

Only then did the system remember that he let himself invade the mind of the spirit beast, and hurriedly ran out. After a while, Chu Heng heard a distant voice: [Can you hear it? 】

Obviously, it was all sent directly into his mind, but he can really feel the distance of the sound [I can hear it. 】

【Oh, I entered the body of the Son's contract beast. Don't say that the Son is flirtatious. The contract beast turned out to be a peacock. 】

【Wait, you don't need to look for him, Fred should find him by himself. 】

Before he finished speaking, Fred pushed the door open and walked in.The clothes on his body are no longer silver knight clothes, but complicated temple clothes. After being blessed by the Goddess of Light in the future, he can directly change into the quasi-holy child clothes.

The so-called explanation was much easier than he imagined. He even only said that because he awakened the power of light at a critical moment, the Holy Son gave himself all the power of light in his body, allowing him to escape first.

Without too much explanation, everyone agrees with this statement, and I don't know if Mi Luo's acting is so good, everyone agrees that he is absolutely capable of doing that kind of thing people.

Because of Mi Luo's so-called devotion, he did not suffer the punishment he deserved as a knight. Instead, he became a member of the temple. Choose among those with the most luminous power.

And the person with the most abundant light power, who else is there besides him?

Sometimes Fred really finds it funny that he is the one who wants to kill him, but in the end his identity is taken by him.Isn't it ridiculous?

He slowly inspected the door. He remembered that there are always a few places where the Holy Son often goes. The Pope's place, the library hall, and the temple of the Goddess of Light. Unless he goes out, he will always be in his castle. The chief knight of Mi Luo has been to everywhere, but this room is a place that the Son of Heaven is going to regularly, but he has never been qualified to enter.

As soon as he opened the door, mirrors appeared in front of him, reflecting his figure clearly.

For some reason, he didn't look in the mirror after he changed into the temple clothes, and now he saw his own figure appearing in front of dozens of mirrors, which didn't care what Fred had in his heart.

He has also seen Mi Luo wearing such clothes. At that time, he did not accept the blessing of the Goddess of Light, and his eyes were always covered with a white cloth strip. He was not as gentle as later, even a little gloomy. At that time He will almost eat and live in this room.

So the so-called important thing for him is to look at himself in the mirror?A sneer flashed in Fred's mind.

He didn't have any interest in looking at himself in the mirror, and when he was about to go to other places to have a look, a sudden gust of wind came, and the half-open door suddenly closed. He didn't realize what it was, and when he was about to open the door, Suddenly he felt that the temperature on his body dropped a lot due to the reflection of the light from the mirror. He turned his head strangely, and suddenly found that all the mirrors had left their original positions and slowly opened a road. At the end of the road was a door. Door.

He didn't need to do it himself, the door opened a crack by himself, and a head poked out from the crack, and after feeling the master's breath, he swung his long tail and rushed over: "Are you the master? "

Fred was almost taken aback, until the colorful bunch stood firm in front of him, only then did he realize that the one in front of him was the contracted beast of the Holy Son.

On weekdays, he always followed Mi Luo, with his eyes open high and high, but Fred never felt the beauty of it, because what he always saw when he was always behind the Son of God was the one. The bare tail behind the peacock.

The fact that the Holy Son didn't lock the contracted beast in the summoning space made him feel strange, and he asked with bad eyesight, "Why are you here? What did he ask you to look after?"

Inexplicably, he felt that there was something important in this door.

The peacock didn't answer Fred's words. It seemed that it was strange for its former owner to call itself "he". Although his appearance had changed, his aura remained the same.

"I'm not your master, your master is dead." Fred asked the peacock in front of him this question again with bad eyes: "What did he ask you to look after?"

The peacock waved his tail, pointed to the door and said, "There." He followed the peacock's tail and looked towards the open door. It was a lawn with big beautiful flowers blooming.

Fred looked inside, and there were all flowers of the same species. He had seen that kind of flower before, and it was placed in front of the tombstone. It is said that it can make people feel at ease when they die.

It belongs to a very rare variety. If Fred died at the hands of Mi Luo that day, and his body was transported back, he would not enjoy the treatment of being offered this kind of flower in front of the grave.

Even the most precious flowers are related to death, and they are planted here in patches?

Before Fred could say anything else, it led the way very naturally, and said cooperatively, "I'll take you there."

There is nothing wrong with someone leading the way, Fred followed steadily.

On the top of the lush lawn, and in front of it is a solid magic circle, which is full of aura. Peacock looked at him and said, "I can only bring you here, and the master has never let me in before."

Fred looked at the magic circle in front of him, and couldn't help sneering, Mi Luo, you probably never thought that you would have today, right? He stretched out his hand, and the magic circle felt the power of the master's light, and it didn't need to be destroyed. The gate invites his master to come in.

The difference from the outside is that as soon as he took a step inside, he felt the chill all over his body. Now he is more sensitive to the gloomy cold because of the power of light.

The feeling of stepping on it was not the grass outside, but a feeling of cold, marble, and Fred took the first step, his feet were fixed on the ground, and he could no longer move forward. Previous step.

Standing in front of him are two tombstones.The petals on the flowers placed in front of the tombstone were a little wrinkled, not as bright as when they first came, but these were not the focus of his attention.

His eyes rested on the name on the tombstone "Will Morris, Sophie Morris." That was his father and mother's name.

This is the tombstone of his parents?Fred subconsciously thought that this was another scam. He looked at the hideous wound on the palm of his hand, which was scratched that day. He could have easily healed it with magic, but for some reason, he just didn't want to.

He mercilessly tore open the hideous wound, and the wound that was about to heal was bleeding again. His subsequent behavior was far less decisive than when he tore his own wound. Tremblingly, he pressed his hand on the tombstone, He used the technique of identifying relatives to identify countless unrecognizable corpses on the battlefield, and found them their own home.

But when it was his turn, Fred swore that the magic he used this time was the worst he had used since learning this magic, but even so, the blood seeped in from the tombstone, engraved on the name of the tombstone The name that came out suddenly appeared bloody in the place of the surname.

The one buried inside was really his father.There are only two tombstones, and he can't make a mistake no matter how many times he counts, so what about his brother's?His brother is still alive?

However, another thought in his mind quickly overshadowed his current thoughts. The place Mi Luo asked his contracted beast to guard turned out to be his parents' grave?

He stepped out and asked uncertainly: "Is this really the place your master asked you to guard? Is it really this magic circle?"

【coming. 】The system thought it was time for me to show off, and stretched its beak involuntarily: "Yes, the master comes here every month, as if he takes it very seriously."

Fred suddenly felt his throat was very thirsty, he swallowed dryly, and asked slowly, "Do you know who is buried inside?"

"I don't know, but the master seems to care about them very much. Every time he comes here, he is not in a good mood. He often stands here for a long time." The peacock pecked at the fur on his body, and said incomprehensibly, "The master is really strange, too. If you’re in a bad mood, don’t come here, it’s like looking for abuse, come here for a while when you’re in a bad mood or when you’re in a good mood. The master seems to like it very much, you’re making me depressed.”

Fred froze for a moment, this was the first truth he approached, but this so-called truth was not at all similar to what he expected.

What exactly are you trying to do?Send your most important contract beast to guard the grave of someone you once killed?He speculated with the worst malice, thinking that if one day he betrayed him, would this be to use their bones to use him and threaten him?

So why stop in front of them all the time?Is it because of guilt?

Fred couldn't wait to figure this out.

"Wait." Just as Fred was about to leave, he heard the cry of a peacock behind him, and when he looked back, the gaudy peacock had already run from the middle of the lawn to the door.

Looking at him expectantly: "Can you take me with you? The master is dead, and it's useless for me to stay here."

"There's nothing interesting here, just guarding the magic circle every day, it's boring."

"Okay." After he finished speaking, he realized what he wanted to say: "I will take you out to find your master, okay?" But before he could say the second half of the sentence, the peacock had already passed by his side After inserting it, he flapped his wings and shouted happily.

[Almost ready] Chu Heng heard that the heat is enough [Come back. 】

【okay. 】The system has stayed outside for so long, but in fact, it still feels that Chu Heng's mental power is the most comfortable.

[The acting is pretty good. 】Chu Heng said with a rare compliment.

It's a pity that the system didn't hear his once-in-a-century praise because it was eager to get out of the body of the contracted beast.

And the contracted beast, which was separated from the system, felt the aura of its former master, and its head made a 180-degree turn when it ran to the door, and ran towards Fred in a jerk.

Kneeling respectfully at his feet, as if he had always been its master.

Fred watched with a half-smile, but there was a moment of sadness for Mi Luo in his heart: After you left, those who once said they would always be loyal to you will forget you the fastest.

What a pity.

It has been three days since these news spread from the Holy See to Senna. After reading the news in the crystal ball, Senna slightly closed his five fingers, and the communication crystal turned into powder in his hands, and quickly dissipated in the air.

All he did did not avoid Mi Luo, he sat on the chair, and Mi Luo knelt down obediently at his feet, knowing that his master liked his hair the most, he rested his head on his lap, the black hair Her long hair fell from the back of her head to her shoulders and covered her entire back.

But after only three days, Senna got used to touching it, the back of his hand pierced through the thick hair on the top of his head, smoothly reached the back, and then repeated.

His voice sounded above Mi Luo's head: "Fred has always wanted to ask you to answer his questions."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mi Luo raised his head from his knees in a daze, wearing a mask made for him by Senna over his eyes, which only covered the delicate, exquisite silver and perfect carvings of his eyes. Staying on Mi Luo's face did not diminish his color. Even so, Senna was still dissatisfied, and often thought about making a better one: "Who is Fred? I don't know him."

When he said this, Senna smiled: "Of course you don't know each other, let's go to sleep."

"I'm not sleepy." Mi Luo wanted to wake up, he was going to bargain with the master, but just as the third word was said, a burst of sleepiness hit him, and he rested his head on his knee.

This time, Senna didn't put his hand on Mi Luo's head, but put it aside, as if predicting that Mi Luo would get up.

Sure enough, just as his head was resting on the pillow, he took a long breath from his nose, paused for a moment, and then opened his black eyes. The first thing he did was to get up from Senna's knees, neatly, Not a single hair lingered on his knee for a moment.

Just as he saw Senna kneeling beside him naturally, he also stood up from his feet naturally, without dragging his feet.

"Do you really have to do this every time?" Senna put his free hand on his chin and said, "I see that you look very comfortable on the pillow."

Miloli ignored him, Senna felt bored, and put his eyes on the knife on the table, which was clean and clean, shining with a clean silver light, and beside it was a glass cup with a lid, on which was carved a beautiful However, Mi Luo really doesn't have any good feelings for this glass cup, and it's true that no one will have any good feelings for anyone who is sucked and bled by the same two things every day.

While he was still watching, Mi Luo had already skillfully picked up the table knife and pressed it lightly on his arm. Thanks to its sharpness, Mi Luo didn't suffer any unnecessary pain during the process of taking blood.

Blood poured out from the bright knife surface, and Mi Luomian raised his arm to the glass in front of the table without changing his expression, and poured the bright red blood into it until the beautiful patterns were filled.

Then he closed his hands and wrapped the hemostatic bandage around his injured arm. This set of movements can be described as skillful, especially when he couldn't see him. He laughed at the stumbling on the first day. I can already complete this step proficiently.

Mi Luo also found it ridiculous, he wanted to pamper the toy he made, so things like bloodletting were always asked to come to him.Or... Senna just likes to admire him being tortured?

It's a pity that he was disappointed.

Hearing the sound of the glass passing across the table, it turned out that Senna moved the glass from the far side of the table to his hand with two fingers, as if the quilt was not soaked in human blood, but the most beautiful red wine, and there was a meaningful pressing Twirling the bottom of the cup to sober up.

"It's a pity that you are not a blood." He lowered his head quietly, and put his eyes in the direction of the knife, which meant that he would definitely cut his heart and lungs open with that silver knife.

Hearing this, Senna felt like a blood race, and looked at it with admiring eyes: "Do you know how many magic crystals your blood is worth? Thanks to you, my fortress has been improved a lot. "

As he said this, he glanced lightly at Mi Luo's direction, wanting to see his expression, I already used your blood to strengthen the protective formation for me, so you, the former son of God, don't have any insulted expression?

God knows, he likes to see him the most after being insulted by himself but has to obey.

To his disappointment, Mi Luo didn't show anything about it.

Senna hooked his lips, and said in a chatty tone: "You still set up a grave for his parents? It's kind of you." He was very disdainful about this: "Born weak, only to be played by the strong , why take up your time to distract yourself and pity them."

"So this is the difference between us and you." Mi Luo said very calmly: "That's why we are admired by others, and you are cast aside by others."

Before he could finish his words, Senna pinched his chin. Different from his merciless actions, his tone was very gentle: "You don't even look at whose hands you are in now."

Mi Luo didn't speak, not even a word of pain, Sena swore that if Mi Luo was willing to look at people with his eyes, he would definitely turn his eyes up and down at this moment, it would be a textbook example of rolling eyes.

"It's really bad." He muttered, "Next time I have news, I won't tell you."

On the contrary, Mi Luo said relatively indifferently: "No need, I have already done what I can do. Let me know how he will live in the future, and I have no way to help him. It is better not to know."

When he said this, Senna's good temper was completely lost, "How do you know if I will help him if you beg me?"

So much sarcasm failed to break Mi Luo's expression, but Senna's words made him fall into a long silence.

He would rather say he doesn't care with a calm face, Senna's mood suddenly becomes bad, why can someone be born with light, and someone can be born with everything he doesn't have, those who originally hated Mi Luo, It was more deeply engraved on Fred, and the emotion engraved on him was even more deeply rooted in his bone marrow. There was a reason for it, after all, their starting point was the same.

"Why do you care about him so much?" Those who care can give up their most precious life, and those who care can be used by others without any scruples?

Mi Luo was silent for a while, and seemed to feel that Senna already knew where his weakness was, and it was fine to say it, besides, some things had been kept in his heart for a long time.

The strange thing is that the enemy in front of him turned out to be the person who can be said to know him best.

He spoke slowly, his pleasant voice floating in the air, and was received by the memory crystal above his head: "I chose him personally. The Holy See sent many orphans to me at the beginning, but I played with the son of the head guard. At that time, I didn’t know that my chief knight must be an orphan.” He paused, as if unwilling to bring up the topic that was deeply imprinted on his soul. Trembling: "I am responsible for the death of his parents."

He finally ended the topic with this sentence.

Cena asked another question, another question that had troubled him for a long time: "He has a younger brother, he's only one year older, why do you only like Fred?"

"What about you?" Mi Luo just wanted to ask how you knew he had a younger brother, but after thinking about it, he didn't know what was going on in the church, and he didn't know how many puppets he had planted in it.

It is really useless to be struggling with this now, and his thoughts went back to the past: "My eyes, you know, anyone can see his dirtiest place, the more crimes he commits, the more unsightly he is, so my lord bishop Made me an eye band to cover my eyes, and Fred was the first person I could look straight at other than myself."

Thinking of the redemption since those days, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

[Papapa, host, I give full marks to your ability to make up stories. 】The system asked in a low voice【What if it is exposed. 】

【See how much he cares about me. 】Chu Heng is very relieved about this 【Have you ever dreamed?Oh forget you can't dream, sometimes dreams can be modified according to your thoughts.As long as my story is reasonable and one person believes it, God knows that this world is full of his spiritual power except us. Isn't the spiritual power interoperable? 】

[If one person believes, it means that everyone believes, and the laws of this world will naturally be corrected. 】

The system was already speechless in surprise.

"He's so pure." Senna laughed suddenly, clutching his stomach and leaning back, he made such a big movement that the hood fell off his head, revealing those dim blue eyes, the twinkling eyes inside. There are many things, but even if you pick and choose, you can't find any emotions related to laughter.

When Mi Luo didn't understand why he was smiling so happily, he suddenly grabbed his arm, as if trying to crush his bones with great strength, he dragged him to a mirror with strides, and poured the glass into the cup. His blood was splashed on the mirror, and the smooth mirror absorbs his blood strangely, and the figures that were still reflecting the two of them seem to be in a different place, the house inside is gorgeous, and the figure of the owner of the house is exactly what he is familiar with.

"He is about to receive the blessing of the Goddess of Light." Sena looked at Mi Luo's expressionless face: "He will take your place as the Holy Son, and he will easily get everything you once had: the admiration of believers, the inexhaustible The resources, the contracted beast you worked so hard to get, and even the approval of the bishop, but what about you? You can only stay here with me forever."

"Look!" He moved his fingers slightly, and everyone in the Holy See was doing their work in an orderly manner: "No one will remember you!"

"The power of light in him is huge." Mi Luo didn't have any emotional changes in what he said: "It's the right thing to choose him as the next Holy Son."

This is good, originally he wanted to be angry, but Senna was so angry that he was losing ground.

"I want to see if you are really so calm in front of him." He slid his fingers quickly and returned to the original picture. The difference is that the people over there seem to have seen them in the mirror.

"You promised me not to instigate him." Mi Luo's panic at this moment poured a bucket of oil on Senna's head again.

He even admired himself for being able to explain kindly: "I'm not abetting him, I'm just letting you see him."

As he spoke, he tore off the mask he made for Mi Luo mercilessly. He threw the silver mask on the ground vigorously. Can't piece it together.

And the moment the mask was taken off, Mi Luo tightly closed her eyes.

Fred was not surprised to see Senna and the others in the Holy See, he glanced at Senna, and then put all his eyes on Mi Luo with his eyes tightly closed.

His hair has changed, and the black hair hangs behind him, like a curtain, making his face look fairer, which makes the finger marks on his chin more prominent, and also There was a bloody bandage wrapped around his arm, which was the first thing Fred saw.

When Mi Luo was under his care, when did she suffer like this?As soon as such an idea was born, he was severely thrown behind his head.

"Why do you want to visit my parents and build graves for them?" His words were not as harsh as they were that day, and there was even a hint of hope mixed in, but what exactly were they looking forward to?Fred couldn't tell right now.

"We were born with original sin." Mi Luo's voice was gentle.The answer was not what he wanted to hear.

"Why do you close your eyes?"

Senna really laughed at this time, and there was a smile in his gloomy voice, but it was strange that the original gloomyness dissipated a lot: "Your Fred asked you, why are you closing your eyes?"

When he said this, he approached Mi Luo's ear, every syllable was like blowing, although he didn't feel anything, but Fred over there frowned.

If it wasn't for Mi Luo's body trembling slightly, no one would think that he heard what he just said.

Senna put his eyes on Fred and said mockingly: "Yeah, it's only been a few days, and he doesn't want to see you anymore."

In front of Fred, Senna approached Mi Luo's earlobe, almost hiding the color of his lips into his hair, and said in a low voice: "Still open?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mi Luo's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his dark pupils stared straight at Fred.

his eyes?Fred knew that what Mi Luo liked the most was his golden eyes. When his eyes were bright, he was praised as being as warm as the sun. Only Fred knew that his golden eyes were not born with him. He had seen the black pupil once before.

Just before the Holy Son received the blessing of the Goddess of Light, he was wearing a blindfold made of a white silk ribbon.He remembered that at that time he didn't know that the person in front of him was the Holy Son, and he even praised him for his beautiful eyes.

The little man made of glass seemed to be hearing such a compliment for the first time, and smiled sweetly.

And then... After he told his father that he saw a little brother with blond hair and black eyes, he was severely beaten by his father, and that was the last time he saw his father.

But now those eyes have changed to the previous color again. The difference from that time is that the black eyes looked at him with joy at that time, but now they are fearful.

What are you afraid of?Kill you to avenge my parents?He seemed to be able to see the cause of his parents' death. Throughout the ages, there has never been a holy son with black eyes. Just ask a child what the black eyes represent, and he will know that it is ominous and a symbol of the dead.

So his parents died because of him?

"It seems that my words still work." His thinking was interrupted by Senna's obviously ostentatious words.

Those who saw people often worshiping the tomb were shaken and slowly strengthened, thinking that in that magic circle, he really hoped that he would die, how could the words before his death be deceiving?He has always been hypocritical, and he knows it.

"How about it, do you want to take him away to play for two days?" Although Sena said this to Fred, his eyes were fixed on Mi Luo, for fear of missing the slightest expression on his face.

"No, I can't bear it. Snakes and ants are better suited, aren't they?"

Mi Luo's face froze for a moment.

Before he could say anything, Fred was unilaterally cut off by him, and directly threw the mirror on the ground.

"How about it." Senna felt that he had turned around this time, and he looked proudly at Mi Luo, who couldn't even blink because of his orders: "Is he still the only one you can see purely?" ?”

With a "snap", Senna snapped his fingers, and Mi Luo instantly closed his eyes. Physiological tears flowed involuntarily in his eye sockets, but he controlled the measurement very precisely, and didn't go any further. Scattered outside the eye socket.

Senna also stood aside, without urging, just watched Mi Luo approaching in front of him for a while, and then slowly said something that made him feel even more irritating: "If it weren't for you and me, he wouldn't have become like this look."

How can there be such a person in the world?Are you uncomfortable with not taking all the mistakes on your shoulders or something?

After a long absence, Senna felt tired and wanted to smash a few skeletons to suppress his shock.

[But to be reasonable. 】Chu Heng smiled 【I think Senna is so fun, like a child, he explodes at a touch. 】

[…] The system was silent for a moment [Be merciful, he is still a child. 】

Senna, known as a child, did exactly that. He directly put Chu Heng to sleep, looked at Mi Luo who wondered why he was standing, and said, "Do you like Master?"

"I like it." Mi Luo replied eloquently.

"Then will you listen to the master?"

"Yes." Mi Luo replied obediently.

Such obedient words were spoken from Mi Luo's mouth, and Senna's hairs were flying with joy. He looked directly into Mi Luo's eyes, as if he was about to pull Chu Heng out from inside and froze: Look, Didn't the words I wanted to hear come out of your mouth?

【I don't know if I should vomit or not. ] Before the system finished speaking, Chu Heng was dumbfounded [Is he three years old? 】

Only then did Mi Luo realize that his eyes could look directly at him, and asked strangely, "Master, where is my mask?" Not long after he woke up, the master gave him this gift, although he thought his eyes were not What's wrong, but it was given to him by the master, and he still carried it very preciously. Why did it disappear after sleeping and waking up?

The corner of Senna's mouth twitched, and he turned his head away not daring to look at him: "I accidentally broke it for you, I'll give you a better one next time."

[Actually, it's quite cute. 】The system sighed.

【Moe?Draw a cup of your blood every day, and you can say something cute to see? 】

But I have to say, Senna really treats him and Mi Luo like the sky and the earth, every time I come to let the bloodletting, enjoy you go, such unfair treatment Chu Heng feels that it is not easy for him to persist until now.

However, Senna's hard work has paid off. One night, Mi Luo stood awkwardly in front of his door, blushing like a sunset, and said cautiously, "Master, I love you."