The main character did not end well

It has been a long time since the fortunetellers of the Holy Continent have divined a piece of valuable information.

His miraculous prophecy has become a legend in the mainland, but now people only praise how powerful his magic is compared to prophecy.They are afraid of this powerful force, but they are willing to become ants under this force.

Occasionally the fortune-teller takes pity on these ignorant beings, who seek things that are not worth mentioning in his eyes.They are crazy about magic, but those are just small tricks.

He is a monster, not a fairy, and those tricks are just played by him to maintain his position.He has successfully fooled the monarchs of the Holy Continent, and the superior monarchs will not know how many people he killed before he could refine the puppets.

He can also extend his claws to the monarch if he wants to.But managing a continent is really tiring, he has everything anyway, so why not make it easier for himself?

The royal family is nothing more than his pets.

The fortune teller thought that this kind of life would pass smoothly for hundreds of years, but one day he suddenly predicted a dangerous divination.

He has a new prophecy, which tells him that there will be undead scourges to their monarch, and even to the entire Holy Continent.

It's nothing just like this, but what caught his attention was that the hexagram showed that this undead would harm him.

The fortune teller didn't think that a mere undead could pose any threat to him, but the predictions he made did not miss, so he had to be careful.

Then simply clean up all the undead.This also indirectly saved the entire continent, and both the monarch and the people will be grateful to him.

It's a pity that there are still omissions in the end.

When the fortune-teller saw the undead in the palace, he was a little surprised by the emotion that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.He really overestimated those guys who failed to accomplish anything but failed to succeed, and actually allowed an undead to sneak into the palace.

In the eyes of a fortuneteller, no matter how beautiful the skin is, it will rot after death.He prefers the bones after death, and he is deeply fascinated by the unique bones with fine and broken traces.

He is excited about this, he wants to make those bones into puppets to leave this real beauty.

The fortune teller was curious about the undead soul. He didn't know what kind of adventures the other party had experienced to become like this.But it doesn't matter, he will deal with the other party himself and peel off the human skin.

At first he thought it was a real human skin, but it turned out to be made of paper.The fortune-teller was disappointed. The human skin made of paper was bloodless when cut open, unlike real human skin, it could almost be faked by wearing it.

The fortune teller spied the real face under the human skin of the other party, and his heart softened at that moment, because of the perfect skeleton of the undead.

Make the opponent's skeleton into a puppet, and put on real human skin for him.

This is the wishful thinking of fortune tellers.

He wants to obliterate the consciousness of this undead, obliterate the traces of the existence of this undead, and make the other party bow down like his puppet.

The fortune teller began to extract the memory of the undead, and he watched from the perspective of God.This process was actually boring, but this undead made him a little interested.

The undead's memory was so chaotic that he didn't even want to sort it out.The fortune-teller watched the other party's fragility, his helplessness, his pain, and the tear in the corner of his eye.

The fortune teller narrowed his eyes, and he almost reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the other party.But this is not like him, he has seen many tears of pleading, as well as tears of pain.

People's life is so mediocre entangled in love and hate, and their pursuit is nothing more than that.What about the other party?The fortune teller thought that this undead should be a stubborn person when he was alive.

Fortune tellers like to see people's pain, it is because they unconsciously expose their fragility in a daze.But this person quickly restrained his pain, he could clearly recognize that he was in pain, and also clearly knew that he should give up.

He put away his pain and fragility together, his brows and eyes were so cold and firm, like a sharp sword cutting off all emotions without hesitation.

Happy and fierce.

He broke that mirror.This surprised the fortune-teller. He thought the other party was a weak coward who only knew how to escape by immersing himself in pain, but he only showed the warmth of staying for a short time, and then abandoned without hesitation.

The mirror will return to its original state, and the pain will still stay in place, but he will not choose to stay stupidly.He left all these behind and ran forward, even though there was an unknown darkness ahead, he still wanted to find a glimmer of light.

The fortune teller was puzzled. His gloomy world for thousands of years suddenly changed a little because of him.He actually wanted to follow in this person's footsteps, wanted to chase the other person's figure.But there was also a voice in his heart faintly reminding him that he would never be able to chase this person.

joke.

He saw many memories abandoned by this person, those chaotic memories were thrown far away, and the other party was not moved at all.

The fortune teller actually had some soft-hearted intentions, but he refuted this idea after all.He still thinks it is more valuable to let this undead be refined into a puppet, and the other party will be his perfect puppet.

He doesn't need to worry about anything, no one has ever been able to escape the memory space.

The other party seemed never to be tired, and firmly pursued the illusory hope ahead.

The fortune teller didn't have the intention of laughing at this person, but just had a perplexing thought hovering in his mind.

He is different from other ants.

The person's footsteps stopped abruptly.

The fortune teller unexpectedly had a ridiculous idea at this moment, why didn't he continue to chase hope?

...Sure enough, is it still despised like an ant?

The other party walked towards that person.

It was someone from his memory.The fortune teller looked at it, and it was also an undead.

What surprised the fortune-teller again was that this had nothing to do with love, nor those dark and obscure romances, but a simple and pure friendship.

The other party was not bound by love, but stopped hesitantly for the sake of friendship.

He stood there quietly looking at his undead companion, while the fortune-teller went to capture the memory fragments in the space and piece together a general idea.

What an amazing friendship.

Will the other party cry bitterly?

The fortune teller was watching, and he suddenly felt a little unhappy.He suppressed this inexplicable emotion, and considered whether to directly turn this undead into a puppet.

An even more unpleasant scene occurred.The other party clearly knew the current situation, and also knew that his partner was dead, and the one standing in front of him was a fake, but he was willing to stay and be tied down.

He missed each other, and this nostalgia made him unable to bear to leave.

The fortune teller suddenly got this point, so is the other party planning to die awake?

"...Peterly?"

"I'm here."

He was very happy, his eyes brightly looked at each other, even though he knew it was fake, he was still so happy.The sparkling emotions attracted the fortune-teller, and this attraction was greater than the attraction of refining a perfect puppet.

He looked at Su Qi unconsciously with a certain longing in his eyes, he was fascinated by the pure emotion that was not stained with the ugliness of the world, and even desperately wanted to get it.

For the first time, the fortune teller's heart was beating enthusiastically, and he also had something he wanted to have.

... He didn't want to turn this person into a puppet anymore. The person who became a puppet was lifeless, his eyes were dull, and he could no longer give anyone the sparkling emotion.

At that time, the other party's body will no longer have light, and now he just wants to fly moths to the flame.

He decided to let this man go.

Su Qi had a tired dream, the dream was very complicated, but he didn't want to wake up from the dream.He vaguely knew that there would be nothing left when he opened his eyes, and he would still feel a little bit reluctant.

But he finally woke up, even though he didn't struggle, but the fortune teller didn't want him to disappear.

He said: "I will make a new human skin for you, I will not hurt you again, I will give you everything you want, but you have to give me one thing—"

"Give me your feelings."

He fixed his eyes on Su Qi, hoping that the other party would agree, "I want your feelings, just like your feelings for them, and you have to treat me like this."

Su Qi said lightly: "Since it is beneficial, then I am very willing."

This person's unexpected answer made the fortune teller startled, he didn't expect the other party to agree so happily.He whispered: "I will protect you."

Su Qi didn't speak, but turned his head to look at his locked hands.

When the fortune-teller put the man down from the cross, the other party suddenly hugged his body.Before he could feel anything, a cold dagger pierced into his chest.

The fortune-teller lowered his head, the other party was so fascinating, the cruelty between his brows was so frightening that he had to give up the idea of ​​taming him.

... really uninhibited.

The soft flesh and blood were pierced, and a lump of flesh was stirred by a sharp weapon to cause unexamined pain, and blood mixed indistinctly among them, so sticky and bloody that it made him feel a little disgusted.

Every word the fortune teller said made his soft heart bleed, "Why?"

Su Qi said slowly: "I heard that fortune tellers in the mainland made a so-called prophecy, because of this prophecy, the monarch ordered that all the undead should be cleaned up."

"...It's not the monarch who gave the order, is it you?"

If he guessed correctly, the villain that the foolish monarch feared was referring to the other party.Being able to travel with Leo, and with props for divination at home, he can understand the identity of the other party with a little thought.

Su Qi has always carried the dagger that Leo gave him, so today is not in vain for the other party's intentions.He stabbed the dagger hard into the fortune teller's heart, and the fortune teller grabbed his sleeve and said intermittently: "You just... promised me..."

He stared at Su Qi persistently, while the other party said calmly: "When you said you wanted to protect me, I was always thinking about how to kill you."

...that's it.

The author has something to say: [I am very happy every time I see you]

昵称扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2018-10-1922:16:07

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birthday today

So update the codeword in advance

If I have time tonight, I will also consider updating

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Please also remember that I am always thinking of you.

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Answer the long comment of little angel Yi Tang

In fact, I am not a qualified author, but you will always be the smartest and lovely reader in my eyes.

I'm sorry for not making the protagonist's personality more profound and full, so that you have no reader experience.

I'll be ready the next time I write.

Thank you for reading this article

I am very touched

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