Three-day moon in Wang Caili [Comprehensive]

The darkness he once experienced enveloped him again.

It's still the ambiguity that can't be shaken off, and then the anxiety and boredom, as if thousands of negative emotions are soaked in this silt.

correct.

He is submerged in silt.

There should be more feelings that can stay in my heart, but after a while of washing and wearing away, only the above-mentioned ones are left.

Oh.

There is also "resentment" that has not been washed away.

It was only later that he remembered what had happened to him.

Memories, mixed with emotions, are washed away in the repeated ups and downs.And I don’t know whether the disgust and hatred for "a certain human being" was forcibly filled in at that time, or it had appeared before that, all in all, only it is the most tenacious.

Sankai Yuezong has been wondering why he has such strong emotions after losing his memory.

That's all, the killing intent for no reason even fell on that king, and it has continued to this day, and no weakening trend has been found.

Of course this is not normal.

Although the king's temperament is indeed very problematic, when we first met, it was difficult to gain Dao's respect and favor.

But it's too far-fetched to use this as a reason to hate.

The first time he saw that man, he couldn't suppress his killing intent, and at that time Wang didn't say a word.

——Why are you angry?At that time, besides the thoughts of 'kill this human being' kept surging, that is...

He has been thinking about this question too.

One night was chosen, and he sat beside Wang's bed and looked at the man's sleeping face openly.

After watching it carefully, I was sure that Wang was so good-looking, at least when he was asleep, he would not be annoying.

In fact, later on, when I got to know more about Wang's temperament and got used to his style of life that could never be improved, the sober Wang would not be annoying to him.

On the contrary, not only does he not hate it, he should...

—I like him very much.

——I really like this willful, domineering, and occasionally duplicity king.

Of course, the "like" here does not mean what the king wanted, it just means that he——can clearly realize that he has no ill feeling towards Gilgamesh.

But the seemingly endless hatred still can't be cut off.

It's really confusing and I can't find a way to solve it.

Mikazuki Zongjin was originally prepared to continue this strange state for a long time.

I can't find a reason, as long as I restrain myself well, and it doesn't affect the friendly relationship between him and the king, it's fine.

however.

I really didn't expect it.

The reason was found anyway—here it was.

"You are my favorite... Sankayue."

"If it's not helpless, I certainly can't bear to give up on you."

God judge... No, Demon God Pillar, who was once a god judge, said in a bewitching language.

Sanri Yuezong paused in place, and he didn't move forward until the black shadow wrapped around his wrist tightened.

The face of Demon God Pillar was magnified in his eyes.

Every time I take a step, some of the memories that are restored become clearer in my mind.

It's very messy, with countless pictures all mixed together, making my mind restless.

However, the more so, the approaching blue-haired youth only closed his eyes lightly, and when he opened them again, his expression became calmer.

"The reaction is really flat. Is there something wrong with the memory? Yes, it is impossible to have no sequelae after soaking in the evil of this world."

Demon God Pillar looked at Sanri Yue Zongjin with concern in his eyes.But like the smile, it was cold, and his eyes were not so much caring, but more like checking whether a precious item was intact.

——Ah, such a look...

Dao Xin, who was sized up, thought that he was not unfamiliar at all, it should be said that he was quite familiar.

However, it is also strange to say.

Compared with the king's more naked scrutiny, it was actually the old master in the true sense, which made him even more unbearable.

"I have recovered my memory."

"Really? That's very good." Demon God Pillar said happily: "Come with me. You are the most beautiful knife, let the things that symbolize beauty remain, and not be polluted by human beings. I think my king will..."

"Wait a moment."

The three-day moon sect is close.

Suddenly interrupted, the former "old master" was a little surprised, because in his memory when he was still a human, Sanri Yuezong had never talked to him like this.

However, this is just the beginning.

"It's not the first time it's been regarded as a beautiful decoration and a collection that can be preserved. I'm naturally honored for your praise, but..."

He smiles.

There was a cool dark light in the blue eyes.

"Dare to ask, in what capacity do you say such things to me?"

"........."

Demon God Pillar was stunned.

The young man in front of him was the sword he knew, beautiful and elegant, worthy of the reputation of the most beautiful sword.

But what's going on here.

It's ridiculous, it's just a little Fu Sangshen, at most he got spiritual power due to some chance, and became something similar to a heroic spirit, so he dared to be so arrogant to his master——

"I need to be corrected."

The little Fu Sangshen said again in a humble tone: "My former master, that venerable god judge has disappeared. You are not him, and you will not be my master."

"My master...haha, it just so happens that you took his throne without his permission."

"Can you please—"

"Stand up and get out of the way?"