[Ancient Sword 2 Shen Xie] Rotten grass turns into fireflies

I can afford it.Cangming, and too many other people who sacrificed here, are destined to let this road go nowhere, but this is the first time that Xie Yi has messed up his position.

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Who doesn't understand the truth?Just watching Tong disassemble Xie Yi's chest like a dead object, and inserting a Yanjia movement into it, countless insects and ants wriggling in his body, Shen Ye only felt that his heart would be tightened deplore.

He has always felt that Xie Yi's life is bright and upright, and his life is like the spring and autumn moon, bright and clear, and he will never end up in such an ending. Can the life that is continued by the driving force of Yanjia be considered true meaning? on...alive.

"It's useless to talk... When will he wake up?"

When he spoke again, Shen Ye seemed to have returned to his usual calmness.

"At least three days, regardless of the upper limit."

Although Xie Yi has a small amount of devil energy in his body now, it can still damage the fragile Gu worms. Xie Yi's experiment this time can be said to be quite unsmooth.At this time, Tong didn't feel sorry for those Gu worms, but knew that even if Xie Yi could wake up, he would not be able to escape some torture.

"When he wakes up, let me know."

"No, you can take him away."

After finishing the final stitching, Tong took an outer garment and put it on Xie Yi, slowly turned the wheelchair, and sent the empty Gu vessel back to the inner room.

Qisha Priest has only two friends in his life, one is Shen Ye and the other is Xie Yi.

The cat named Eyes slipped over silently, grabbed the hem of the clothes and ran up to his knees, found a comfortable position, blinked his eyes of different colors, and meowed softly, Xun Xun seemed to be going to sleep up.

It was the first time the little guy was so close.Hitomi reached out and smoothed the hair on its back, lifted its neck and put it on the ground.

A close friend is like this, and no one can really take it lightly.

After Tong Tong left, Shen Ye looked at Xie Yi's peaceful sleeping face, and his thoughts gradually became clear.Xie Yi's skills, memories, and the hazy sentence of "Chu Qi" when he was drunk before, everything seemed to be closely related, which made the high priest have a vague assumption in his mind.The living puppets under Tong, counting Xie Yi, are the seventh, Chu Qi...

If Xie Yi had known that there would be such a person, if Xie Yi had known that he would become Chu Qi in the future, if everything had started from the day when Xie Yi competed with him, if he had already seen through some unknown cause and effect.

Then, it is very likely that the scene I saw in Xie Yi's memory is the real development of the situation.All of this has deviated from the established track because of Xie Yi's own changes.

He became more and more certain that the desperation behind Xie Yi might be more serious than his own.

Now that this is the case.Shen Ye stood up, and suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment as if he was sinking a boat.

Finally, there is no need to let go.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road

These days, Shen Ye has gotten used to having one more person by his side, but he is too quiet, so quiet that there is no trace to prove that he is still alive.After returning from Tong Tong's place, he couldn't even hear the slight wriggling of Gu worms, and the room was often so quiet that only the high priest's heartbeat was heard.

Every midnight dream, Shen Ye can often see Xie Yi's figure soaked in a pool of blood, staring at himself with a pair of eyes, without questioning or resentment. Xie Yi left, if he had been more decisive when negotiating with Li Ying, wouldn't Xie Yi have been reduced to what he is now.

Will you hate yourself?

Once some doubts are not resolved, they will smolder like nightmares.

If he woke up at this time, the high priest would reach out and touch Xie Yi's hand beside him. It was still too cold to be warm, but at least it wasn't as cold as the corpse.

Every time at this time, he would stand up and gently help Xie Yi cover a piece of clothing.

When I woke up on the seventh day, it was No.15 days.

The usual business at the end of the season was complicated, and the high priest did not return in the evening.

The person who had been lying on the couch for half a month blinked lightly, as if a butterfly had landed on the corner of his eye, and when he slowly opened it, he was stung by the sudden light. He raised his hand to cover the light on his forehead, It took a while to get used to it, and there was no one around.

His elbows slightly supported the bed and wanted to get up, but he fell back with a muffled grunt from the severe pain in his chest. It was the pain of being bitten by a Gu insect. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest. He suddenly recalled that it should be When he was seriously injured, his heart was replaced by Hitomi, but the first thing he saw when he woke up on the seventh day of the new year was the high priest standing in front of him, with scrutinizing eyes that made him feel uneasy.

But this time when he woke up, he was alone, and the injury was obviously worse than this time. When he woke up, the trauma had already healed. How could he be so sad this time, like ten thousand ants eating his heart.

Hitomi has lost her medical skills all these years.

Tried to sit up again and wanted to get off the bed, but found that the bed was set up with an enchantment, a layer of dark golden brilliance blocked him, it seemed that he would not be able to get out of the bed for a while.So he snapped his fingers lightly, and opened the closed window with a small amount of magic power, the brilliance of the setting sun shone in, and the cool evening wind blew by, it seemed that the pain in his chest was relieved a bit.

He lowered his head and found that the clothes on his body had been changed. He stretched out his hand and pulled the outer shirt halfway, looking at the wound that should have penetrated into his chest at that time.After being sutured by Hitomi, there was only a very shallow line mark left, but I tried it with my hands, and there was a dark line buried underneath, so I still have to take it apart?

In the first 700 years, whenever there was an injury, he went to the Temple of Seven Killing Priests to heal him. He has a good understanding of his various methods, and he knows that he is born as a puppet. Most of the time it seems to be repaired, and he no longer follows the order of birth, old age, sickness and death of ordinary people. At this moment, I just wonder if Tong has a way to suppress this pain, the restless Gu worms at this moment are really disturbing.

So, when Shen Ye opened the door and came in, he raised his eyes and saw that the window opened at some time, and the person sitting on the couch was half-dressed, his outline softly blurred by the afterglow.

"When did you wake up?"

Almost without a moment's pause, the high priest walked over and closed the window, sat down on the edge and unsealed it, and stretched out his hand to pull his outer shirt back into place. "Are you still suffering?"

"It's better." He replied somewhat awkwardly, but he still remembered that he said that he was no longer his master, and it seemed a little difficult to address him, and I don't know if he really calmed down, "I... am in a coma how long?"

"Today is day No. 15." Shen Ye responded lightly, and stretched out his hand to feel his wrist pulse, but unexpectedly felt a slight pulse. Although the body temperature was cooler than ordinary people, it didn't feel cold any more. .

I thought he would stay cold forever.

His heart softened for a moment, and then he felt his hand being held back.

"It's bad enough that the heart has been replaced, what else do you want from me?"

The ending sounded a little tentative and innocent, just like getting into trouble when you were a teenager, as if you would let go of your hand in fright when you were scolded.

"Xie Yi, you are not young anymore. If you dare to mess with me again, let me see how I deal with you." The high priest's tone was a little lazy, and there was no sense of reproach.

"Yes." After getting some pampering, he immediately let go of his hand, and some Xiaoxing seemed to have escaped unharmed.

"But speaking of it..." The sinking voice was full of inquiry, "Chu Qi, what do you call me?"

This name was said by Xie Yi himself unintentionally at the time. Tong Tong said that this was the seventh living puppet, and he had already lost his mind naturally. Xie Yi's identity coincides with this so-called Chu Qi, so what should happen?

Hearing the words, the person on the collapse only felt his chest tremble, as if he didn't even notice the bite of the Gu insect, stood up from the collapse and took a step back, knelt down on one knee, folded his fists with both hands in front of him, and knelt in a correct manner , the eyes that were slightly retracted were meek and sharp, this moment seemed to remove all the warmth that belonged to Xie Yi, the blood-colored magic lines in front of him just brought out a bit of chill on the handsome face, the whole person was like a sharp blade that had been unsheathed, stern However, there seems to be a knife light.

"Subordinate, I have seen the master."

"Very good." At this moment, the high priest with excellent adaptability directly entered the role. Although it is still unclear why Xie Yi showed such a performance without a teacher, there was an unexpected feeling carved into his bone marrow. It feels familiar, as if this kind of Fengrui is tailor-made for him, or more should be said to be made by himself, and it fits perfectly.

If he wants a puppet that can be absolutely loyal and sharp, then it must be what he is now, for a sharp sword and a shield, although thinking of Xie Yi's usual appearance, he feels that he cannot coexist at all.

"Since I am the master, how should I act in the future?"

"The subordinates are willing to serve the master, and become the master's sword and shield... The subordinates will never betray the master. Where the master is, the subordinates will be there."

This passage is not memorized, nor is it as affectionate as a confession.Even though the content seemed vague and distant, the clear eyes showed unexpected firmness, as if it was stating the most ordinary fact.

Stretching out his hand to lift his chin, Shen Ye asked lightly, "You do whatever I say?"

"……Yes."

"Then, tell me the words you have hidden in your heart."

For a moment, he was a little broken, as if he had touched the insurmountable bottom line in his heart.After struggling for a short time, he reluctantly accepted the kind of obedience just now.

"...Master, please let this disciple go."

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Sighing, Shen Ye stretched out his hand to help him up, he had just caught a glimpse of Xie Yi's body trembling slightly, and only after thinking about it did he wake up