After enmity with the main god [quick wear]

Chu Zhuo couldn't help laughing: "You can shake your hands like this..."

His smile gradually faded.

"Try writing again." Chu Zhuo said in a deep voice.

Tolerant and impatient, he rolled up his sleeves and picked up a pen to write.There is no problem with the writing posture, but the written words are crooked, without the chic and elegant style of the sunset.

Chu Zhuo could see clearly this time, Rong Yu's hands were shaking uncontrollably.

There was no smile in his eyes at all.

Still left behind.

Can write, but can no longer write and paint.

Thinking of the picture scrolls hanging in Yuqing Palace, Chu Zhuo felt a stab in his heart, how cruel is this for young people?

The tolerance and reaction were calm, which was expected by him.

The task is not so easy to complete.

But it is not very difficult, no matter what, there is always a way in the end.Tolerance and not very much in mind.

Chu Zhuo looked at Rong Yu's calmness, but interpreted the complex emotions of "shocked, desperate and unbelievable, then lonely and in a daze".

Immediately, he was burning with anxiety and didn't know what to do. In the end, he could only say a weak comforting sentence: "It's okay, it's just trembling for a while, and it will be fine in the future."

Will it be fine in the future?No one knows.

Even the imperial physician said that Rong Yu's hands could not be saved, now it is a surprise to be able to hold things again with the help of Gu Sheng.If you want to draw and write again, it will be a little difficult.

There was a slight arc on the corner of the face and lips: "Me? I'm not in a hurry."

He can stay in this world for a while longer.

In Chu Zhuo's eyes, that smile was a forced smile.

He couldn't say anything, he could only hug the thin young man lovingly.

Chu Zhuo was sincerely feeling sorry for him, but Rong Yu and the blood jade bracelet were really heartless.

Blood Jade Bracelet: Hahahahahaha what is that thing you drew? Is that a red sun? Hahahahaha, which world has so many such small red suns!

Rong Yu: That's right, your master god? Isn't that what happens when a corpse is dismembered?

Blood Jade Bracelet: ...

The devil is the devil, so ruthless when he opened his mouth.

Blood Jade Bracelet: Don't be like this, you know me? Our lord god? Your lord didn't mean to scum you, it's fine to tear your body into pieces...the crime doesn't end here.

Rong Yu: I can't stand your loyal little bracelet, which always drives your master to his death.

Blood Jade Bracelet whispered: But the drawing is really funny? Is it just the truth? To be honest...

Rong Yu: Shaking hands is a physiological reaction of this body. My painting skills are proficient.

Blood Jade Bracelet: Really?I do not believe.Unless you prove it to me? See.

Rong Yu's narcissism is top notch here in the Blood Jade Bracelet, it? Don't believe any boast from the Demon King.

Tolerant and compassionate: I said it a long time ago, I know more things than you can imagine.It has nothing to do with me that you don't believe in things beyond your own cognition.

He didn't need to prove anything to this broken bracelet.

Blood Jade Bracelet said perfunctorily: Hmm, you are amazing, wait until you cure your Parkinson's... oh, let's talk about it without shaking your hands.

Rong Yu: Me? If the painting is really good, you promise me? How about one condition?

The blood jade bracelet asked vigilantly: What conditions?

Rong Yu: Give me the rest of the world? Unseal the seal.

Blood Jade Bracelet: No way!

It? Hasn't lost its head yet.Although it doesn't believe that the Great Demon King can paint well, if the Great Demon King can really do it, it won't be the end of the game.

Rong Yu: Oh, I dare not gamble.

Blood Jade Bracelet: The aggressive method is useless!It's not that I don't want to, but you don't think about how dangerous your power is. If you don't control it well, it will be the end of the world!

Face and smile: I? Can't control my power well?If you don't believe me, I can control it.Don't you know the relationship between me and your master?Now that I know about the timeline, I don't hate him anymore.Even if you unseal it for me, I won't run away again, let alone destroy those small worlds... So what's wrong with unsealing it?

The blood jade bracelet couldn't find the words to refute for a moment: But, but...

Tolerance and take a step back: In this way, instead of all the worlds in the future, one world head office?

The blood jade bracelet was dizzy: okay, okay...

A world that seems okay?

Rong Yu: This is what you promised. As the natal artifact of the Lord God who keeps his word, he cannot go back on his word.

The blood jade bracelet suddenly woke up.

Wait a minute, any world will do.As long as the power of the Great Demon King is unsealed to more than 50%, it will be too strong to be controlled by it?Without the action of the Lord God, it? There is no way to re-seal the Great Demon King!

What a difference between this and all the worlds!

The blood jade bracelet realized that it had fallen into the language trap of the devil again, and the hateful thing was that it really couldn't even go back on its word.The main god has the light and justice that belongs to the divinity of the sun. As the main god's natal artifact, it has inherited the attribute of light, and it will never do evil things that violate its own attributes.

It? He obviously only wanted to laugh at the painting skills of the Great Demon King at first, but why was he coaxed into signing such a treaty!

For the next few days, Rong Yu kept himself bored in the room, practicing drawing and writing all day long.

In fact, even if he didn't practice these things, since Rong Yu came to this world, except for the first day in the prison, he has never taken a single step in Yuqing Palace.First of all, his injuries did not heal a few days ago, and he has been lying in bed to recuperate from his illness. Secondly, it is too cold outside, and he can't bear to go out. In the end, he is equally boring no matter whether he is inside or outside the palace...

Practicing calligraphy and painting can still pass the time.

It's just that the problem of trembling when holding the pen in this hand has never been cured.The whole bottle of medicine is used up, the chopsticks can be held firmly, and light objects can be grabbed at will, but the pen trembles when I lift it, and there is no way to restrain it.

It seems that this problem will be branded all my life.

In the past few days, there has been such a scene in the Yuqing Palace - Chu Zhuo sitting at the desk at one end, reviewing memorials, and sitting at the desk at the other end practicing calligraphy and painting.Chu Zhuo writes with spirit, and the approved melody is neatly folded.Rong Yu didn't make any progress at all, and discarded paper balls were thrown everywhere.

At first, Rong Yu would crumpled up the waste rice paper and threw it into the wastebasket. Later, when the wastebasket was full, Rong Yu became more and more impatient with the practice, so he simply threw it on the ground behind him. Anyway, there were palace servants to clean it.

This problem is really not something that can be cured with more practice.

Chu Zhuo was lowering his head to approve the paperwork when a ball of paper suddenly fell down on the table.

He paused at the tip of his pen, looked up and saw that it was indeed thrown by Rong Yu.

There were many such balls of paper, large and small, scattered on the ground, and this one fell right in front of him.Rong Yu turned his back to him, never looked back, and was still concentrating on practicing.

Chu Zhuo unfolded the ball of paper, and saw a...

bastard?Or a little snake?

The potholes are crooked and crooked, and it is really difficult to see the shape.

Chu Zhuo stood up quietly, picked up a few balls of paper from the ground, unfolded them, and tried to identify them as a cat, a worm, a chicken... very abstract.

He walked over with the four pieces of paper in his hands, while Rong Yu was biting the barrel of the pen, his face was covered with paint, and he didn't know how he painted it.

The rice paper in front of him was still blank, and he didn't know what kind of devastation he was about to suffer.Seeing him staring at the white paper in a daze, Chu Zhuo felt pity again.

Chu Zhuo felt that it was necessary for him to comfort him, to help the young man regain his self-confidence, and to tell him "you draw very well".

Seeing that people haven't noticed his existence for a long time, Chu Zhuo made a movement to show his existence: "Cough."

Rong Yu was so bored that he was about to fall asleep. When he heard this, he was startled and spat out the brush in his mouth, then turned his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Chu Zhuo placed the paper with the bastard in front of him: "This drawing is..."

Rong Yu took a glance: "Isn't it obvious?"

Chu Zhuo praised immediately: "The drawing of the little turtle is very cute."

Rong Yu: "This is Xuanwu."

Chu Zhuo: "..."

"Then what is this cat?"

"White Tiger."

"This bug..."

"You're blind, this is Qinglong!" Rong Yu snatched the painting back angrily, "Do you understand how to appreciate it?"

Chu Zhuo was silent for a moment, pointing to the last pheasant: "This Suzaku is well drawn, but why does it have two heads?"

Rong Yu said coldly: "Because these are a pair of mandarin ducks."

Chu Zhuo was numb.This is against the law.

Blood Jade Bracelet smiled and pulled it over: Someone who can draw would not draw like this even if his hands shake, you just can't draw!

It? It's not at all worried that the Big Devil will win that bet now.If this is called painting, it? It will be called Chijinyaorihuan!

... No, isn't the Red Gold Sun Ring its real name?

Rong Yu smiled: "Are you here to make fun of me?"

Chu Zhuo knew he said something wrong?: "No..."

I? I want to comfort you.

But obviously the consolation was not in place.

Chu Zhuo wanted to laugh when he saw these graffiti, but he couldn't laugh anymore when he thought of the paintings that the youth drew before.

He used to paint so well, mountains and rivers, flowers, birds, insects and fish, each one is so beautiful.

Ji Yu is very good at painting landscapes, but he never paints portraits, probably because no one enters his heart.He sends his affection to all things, and each painting is a masterpiece with strong emotions.

It's like a ghost with no soul.

With such a dire contrast, Chu Zhuo felt that the blow Rong Yu suffered must be huge.

No matter how funny he is, he is too inhuman.

"You have been practicing every day for the past few days, so you have to let yourself rest for a while." Chu Zhuo said, "Your hands are recovering, so don't be too tired."

Lack of tolerance and interest: "Then what else can I do?"

This is the original owner's wish, what can he do.Otherwise, he would not be obsessed with picking up the paintbrush, it would be enough to pick up the chopsticks.

Chu Zhuo suggested: "Would you like to visit King Qi?"

He originally didn't want people to see that King Qi who had brought him countless harms again.But looking at the depressed person, I only hope that the other party will be happier after seeing the tragedy of the enemy.

Rong Yu became a little interested: "Oh?"

Chu Zhuo said: "He has suffered a lot in the sky prison these days, do you want to see his fate with your own eyes?"

Rong Yu immediately said: "If you want, do you want to go now?"

Seeing the tragic state of King Qi with his own eyes is definitely one of Ji Yu's wishes.

Chu Zhuo scraped off the paint on his face: "It's been snowing recently, and the prison is very cold. Go wash your face first, change into your clothes and put on a big cloak."

Chu Zhuo paused, and then added: "If you don't want to go to the sky prison, Gu will let someone bring him."

He suddenly remembered that the person in front of him had also been in the sky prison and was tortured so much that he was afraid that it would stir up bad memories.

Rong Yu resolutely refused: "No, I think he's dirty my place."

Both of them changed their clothes, got on the imperial chariot, and went to the prison.

They are no strangers to this place.To be honest, the first time they met was at the gate of the prison.

"It's really thanks to you leading the troops in, I was able to escape in the chaos." Rong Yu looked at the gate of the prison, "This place is really not for people."

Chu Zhuo held his hand: "It's all over, the person staying inside now is King Qi."

"Let's go in."

Rong Yu knew that it would not be easy for King Qi to fall into Chu Zhuo's hands.

Among those kings who lost to King Chu, King Qi was definitely the worst one.The others were beheaded by winners and losers, but this one was humiliated so much that life would be better than death.

How many rounds of ordinary punishments such as whips and sticks have already been greeted.King Qi's endurance was not strong, and he passed out several times just from this kind of torture, and he was woken up by the ice water to continue the torture.Needless to say, the fingers were all twisted long ago, and the bones and tendons on the wrists, ankles, and wrists were not spared. The whole body was covered with brand marks, and the branding iron had been applied many times.

He was eunuched by Ji Yu, and all the things that were inhumane? He was completely gone, and because of the order of the King of Chu to "treat him in the same way", the eunuchs changed his methods every day. tease.

How he treated Ji Yu in the past, now he will pay back thousands of times.

When Rong Yu saw him, King Qi could no longer overlap with the slick king in Ji Yu's mind.King Qi's limbs were twisted at extremely weird angles, and he was prostrate on the ground, lingering on his last breath.He couldn't see anyone, because his eyes had been gouged out, he couldn't hear, because his ears had been beaten deaf, and he couldn't wail because his tongue had been cut off.

The scary thing is that he is still alive like this, and there will always be an imperial doctor who will take good medicine for him to hang his breath.

tyrant.

Only at this time, Rong Yu realized the title given to Chu Zhuo by the world.Regardless of whether Sun is the original King of Chu, since he has regarded himself as the King of Chu, he will naturally inherit the brutal, bloodthirsty, and ruthless side of the King of Chu's character.

But this side never showed in front of Rong Yu.

Rong Yu took a look and then turned around: "Give him death."

Too hot eyes, ugly to him.

Chu Zhuo said anxiously: "If you think it's cruel, Gu will give him a happy..."

He thought Rong Yu turned his gaze away because of fear and intolerance.Chu Zhuo regretted bringing people to see this scene.He only wants to relieve people's hatred, but forgets the acceptance of ordinary people. Will Rong Yu be shocked after reading it, and become afraid of him or even avoid him?

In terms of the degree of abnormality, the king of Chu is even worse than the king of Qi.King Qi loves to torture people in bed, while King Chu is directly bloodthirsty and loves to kill.

Only tolerance and difference.

He has always been gentle and pampering to people, carefully put away his dark and bloody side, what if he scares people?

Rong Yu glanced at him: "What's the pleasure? Ling Chi executed. But seeing him like this, he can't afford three thousand knives. It's too difficult for the executioner. Then three hundred knives."

Ji Yu received three swords in his life, and he returned a hundred times, that is, three hundred swords.

Chu Zhuo asked: "Don't you think it's... cruel?"

"Why should you sympathize? The enemy?" Rong Yu said in surprise, "It's still my enemy."

cruel?What a joke.

A mere tyrant.

He is the devil.

Chu Zhuo was startled, then smiled and said: "Okay."

"That would be too late."

Ji Yu's soul lamp immediately lit up halfway.

This time, the Son of Luck is obviously not the kind of Wen Yichu who repays grievances with kindness, but is kind to Rongyu who retaliates with teeth. In other words, Ji Yu really hates King Qi deeply.

When he walked out of the dungeon, it was snowing again.

"I won't sit in the chariot anymore, let's go back." Rong Yu wanted to breathe fresh air after being bored in Yuqing Palace for so long.

"it is good."

Chu Zhuo held up an umbrella and pulled Rong Yu into his arms.

They walked slowly and saw a red plum blooming on a snow-covered branch, and then it was blown away by a gust of wind, and the petals fluttered in the air.

Rong Yu stopped for a long time, watching the petals falling lightly in the snow, which was soon covered by the snow.

Chu Zhuo asked in a low voice: "What do you think?"

Rong Yu looked at Bai Xue: "I'm thinking, if I can draw, I will draw it, and it will bloom on the branches forever."