Dreams on the Green Island

stand up.Unable to withstand the tremendous pressure, the neckline opened, gradually revealing his shoulders, arms, back...

On his back, a pair of shining golden wings unexpectedly appeared.It is not accurate to say that it is a wing.Because the wings are actually only formed by the continuous path of the soul.In just a few eye-catching moments, the flesh and feathers quickly wrapped the outline of Soul Road, forming a pair of complete wings.

He stared at the wings for a while, then smiled habitually, and said: "I have heard that the former prince had picturesque eyebrows and wings on his back, which is beyond the reach of others. I have long known the former." I have seen it, and the latter is lucky enough to see it today."

Qi La didn't seem to hear it, she just quietly rested her chin on his shoulder, her slender eyelashes drooping motionlessly.Suddenly the clouds parted and the moon appeared, and the bright white moonlight poured down, gently smearing his cheeks as smooth as white jade.He tightened his arms and continued to walk towards his bedroom.

Suddenly, a piece of whiteness broke into his vision.He pursed his lips, smiled helplessly and said, "Don't make trouble, you can't see the way."

There was a dawdling feeling on his shoulders, as if he was shaking his head.

"Okay, don't make trouble." He turned his head and rubbed Qi La's forehead, his tone was full of tenderness.As he spoke, he moved his steps slowly: "I really can't see it."

The wings hang down slightly.The field of vision finally recovered from a shaky white to clear.He gently placed Qila on his bed, bent down, gently supported his feet on the side of the bed, and took off his silver-white boots extremely gently.As if to prevent the owner of the boots from waking up, his movements were very slow and soft, and the metal-rimmed soles of the boots were placed on the ground without even making a sound.After doing all this, he sighed softly, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him quietly, stretched out his hand, stroked his temples and eyebrows with his fingertips, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Because he saw that Qi La's slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

He bent down, put his hands on the sides of Qi La's shoulders, put his lips against his ears, and said softly, "Little fairy, are you asleep?"

There was no movement.

"Maybe I should ask, are you really drunk?"

Still no movement.

"If you're drunk." He smiled, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his earlobe lightly: "Do you mind if I'm rude to you?"

As he said that, he was about to lift his blanket.From the shoulder down to the waist, I heard the expected "Don't..." Looking back, Qi La opened his eyes, and a pair of pale eyes stared at him.After a long time, he sighed and said, "Nothing escapes your eyes."

Gilgamesh smiled and said, "You are good at acting, but your curiosity betrayed you... Did you just want to take a peek?"

He nodded obediently.

He smiled helplessly, and sat up straight: "It's a pity that you don't go to act. That obsessed look almost fooled me."

"I didn't act." He raised his eyes and muttered softly.

"Is that the expression of true feelings?" The tip of his eyebrows raised slightly.

"That's right." It was still the faint voice of mosquitoes and flies.

He stretched out his hand and ruffled Qila's long hair.After lightly imprinting a kiss on the forehead, he said, "Okay, you can go to sleep." Just as she stood up, her sleeves were pulled.

"how?"

"Don't go."

"What if you don't leave?" He sat back again: "Do you really want me to sleep on the ground?"

"Can't we be together..."

Gilgamesh looked at him with a slightly surprised expression.

"Sure enough..."

The voice was so weak that it seemed like she was acting like a baby.He rubbed his temples, showing a helpless smile.

Whether it's acting or not, there's nothing he can do about it.

"Okay." He said, "Wait a minute, I'll go and change into my nightgown."

As the night deepened, the moon hung high in the sky, as white as snow.The moonlight poured into the window without hindrance, and sprinkled in the spacious bedroom of the once prince.Faintly, intermittent voices could be heard.

"Well... I want to go out tomorrow..."

"There?"

"Emperor Capital." The voice paused: "I want to see Aios... Your Majesty."

"Okay." He replied without a trace of hesitation.

"Huh?" Obviously a little surprised.

"what happened?"

"Why did you agree so simply?"

There is an unconcealable pampering in the soft laughter.The silhouette wrapped in a blanket moved, as if his arms were tightened: "His Majesty the Ice Emperor is about to officially ascend the throne, and it is unreasonable for you, a foster father, not to go. Besides, you are not my father." canary, deserves its own freedom."

There was a silence.After a while, I heard a soft sigh: "As for Aios...Your Majesty, although on the surface it is said that he has officially taken power this year, in fact, he has already held power... What's more, everyone knows it well, so why bother to be here?" Make trouble like this."

"It's for the sake of face." Another light laugh.

"Face..." the voice gradually died down: "Hey, if other kings and princes know about the two of us, what's the face of Aslan?"

"No. As you said, there are so many seals on the Hidden Fog Green Island that it can drive the priests crazy. If it wasn't for my three apostles or you and I, no outsiders would know about it. "

"Ah."

Although it is true to say so, the two obviously underestimated the ability of rumors.

So many years later, whenever encountering things about him, Qi La would endure and avoid them again and again.

Of course, that's all for later.

Chapter 19

The outline of the blanket moved slightly again, and at the same time there was a rush of voices: "Don't touch it! Please, don't..."

"What's wrong?" Another voice remained calm.

"Suddenly there is an extra piece of body...it feels very strange..."

"That's it." It seems that he took his hand back and put it back in place: "Why don't you put it away? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"I can't control it." After a pause, he said again: "It comes out when it wants to, and it can't stay if it wants to disappear. It's very annoying."

There was another chuckle: "That's because you don't know how to use it. If you learn to use these wings, your ability will not be inferior to mine."

"How is that possible." Sighed softly, "Compared to yours, my soul power is simply... the light of a firefly."

"It's not that exaggerated." The voice disappeared for a while, and then continued: "Your talent, you are destined to be almost a perfect assassin."

"almost?"

"Yes. In an operation like assassination, speed is everything. As long as the speed is fast enough, it is not a problem at all whether the attribute is compatible. But it is a pity that the priests gave you a soul and made you have feelings. So..."

"I can't kill you. Right?"

"Yes."

Qi La sighed softly, and said: "You are just like this, you can always make people who hate you not hate you, and people who don't hate you admire you."

"Is it."

"Ah."

There was another long silence.The two seem to have lost the topic.

"Qi La?" The voice paused: "Are you asleep?"

"Huh? Nope."

"There's something I want to ask you."

"what?"

"Have you... met your parents?"

Shaking his head: "No. I probably...was made. I was watched by messengers since I was a child, and my soul power was sealed and thrown into the abyss corridor..."

"So..." He gently stroked his back: "I see."

"what do you know?"

"The principle of the seal on your body." He smiled lightly: "It's actually very simple—it's like someone with a soul power several times higher than yours is suppressing you."

"and then?"

"This kind of seal is tailor-made for you... I don't know if you have felt that every time the seal on you breaks through, your soul power will run faster?"

"It seems that it is indeed... so what?"

"Increasing the running speed of your soul power is indirectly increasing your own speed."

Qi La shook her head, buried her face in his shoulder, wrapped her hands around his neck, and lowered her eyes.

After a long time, he said softly, "I'm tired."

The warm palms slowly increased their strength and hugged him tightly.

"I know."

Anyone who has been trapped in the killing for survival since childhood will be exhausted.

Not physically tired, but mentally tired.

Standing alone among the bones without any support, he is strong.

But also fragile.

【five years ago】

【West Aslan Empire·Habar Temple】

"This section of the road is shorter than before."

Galanz nodded, and then said: "So this corridor should indeed circle into the center of the temple."

"It shouldn't be the center, at most it's near. The middle piece should be empty, or have something invisible."

"Yes, yes. But even if there is, it's better to be cautious, and use the grappling hook to grab the gem."

Yin Chen nodded and quietly walked side by side with him

It feels like the old vibe is back.Galanz scratched his head and laughed to himself.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's okay," he put his hand down, and said again: "But such a tower was built here, is it just to preserve this gem? It's too talented to use it?"

"The builder naturally has his own reasons for doing this. However, this is the border of water and land, so it is not certain that there is any mystery in this tower."

Just talking all the way and walking all the way, the space in front of him suddenly became brighter, and the golden light flooded into the pupils in an instant, and the piercing person couldn't help but close his eyes.Yin Chen quickly called out his slender sword.Line them up in a row as quickly as they were below, and block them not far in front of the two.

The light suddenly dimmed.

"Let's go there." He turned his head and looked at Galanz who was squatting on the ground and didn't know what he was doing.The other party just stood up, shook his head, and pointed at Yin Chen's feet: "Going any further, it's empty. There's nothing there"

"It's okay." Yin Chen moved his fingers lightly, throwing a few wisps of soul power into the Horcrux.After a beep, the narrow swords began to split again, but they fell down leisurely like fallen leaves, lined up in a row, and spread into a small piece.

"I just discovered that your Horcrux is much more practical than mine." Galanz smiled and stepped on it tentatively.

very smooth.

He wasn't worried about whether Yin Chen would take him in, after all he was his best partner since he became an apostle.If he doesn't even trust his partner, who else can he trust?

What's more, it's still the person I like.

Galanz pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes as much as possible to avoid being burned by the strong light.After the swords under his feet stopped slowly, he stood up slowly, lifted the grapple stuck on his waist, and carefully stretched towards the gemstone.

"Be careful." Yin Chen's voice came from not far away.He nodded and held his breath.

One claw hooks the jewel.

Two.

three……

After the fourth steel claw was also hooked, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and pulled the rope down.After confirming that it was firmly fixed, he raised his hand and waved at Yin Chen.

There is no need to explain in advance.

Yinchen breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly moved his Horcrux back... He watched Galanz slowly release the rope from the gap of the narrow sword, and slowly approached the ground, his heart that was beating so fast also slowly calmed down ...

After an extremely long movement, the narrow sword carrying Galanz finally rested on the solid floor.However, at this moment, Yin Chen suddenly felt his soul power beating. Immediately afterwards, his narrow sword trembled suddenly, flashed twice, and the silvery white luster suddenly dimmed, and quickly merged into a sword. .And Galanz also disappeared in a blinding white light.

"Galanz!" He raised his hand to block the strong light coming from above his head, but he couldn't find the black figure.

"what?"

The eyes, pierced by the intense white light, could not be opened at all, and he had to cover the top of the eyes with his sleeves to barely see.The responding voice paused for a moment, and then heard a voice from below: "Try not to open your eyes! Otherwise, you won't be able to see anything later!"

"Then what should we do?" Yin Chen lowered his head and shouted at him, his eyes were still pierced so hard to open: "Are you alright?"

"It's okay!" A quick response came from below: "I'm hanging on here with the rope. But it looks like this thing is fixed, it's not bad, I still have 120 Jin here anyway."

"What's the situation down there?"

"Well... about six or seven meters from the ground, jumping... I don't know what will happen. But you, what happened just now?"

Yin Chen shook his head and said: "I don't know, the soul power suddenly froze, maybe the concentration of the golden soul fog here is too low."

"Are you kidding me, where is the soul power that you used to throw me all over the island with the ice edge?" Galanz yelled in a long voice, like a crow hanging his throat early in the morning.

"It's different." Yin Chen sighed softly and asked, "What should we do now?"

"You jump down and grab the rope as much as you can. I don't believe that two 100-jin ropes can't pull it down."

"What should I do if I break it?" Yin Chen suddenly had a headache.It's this kind of way of going forward and no way back, and the two of them suffered a lot because of this.But he thought about it, and before Galanz could speak, he quickly added: "I said gems."

"I know you said gems." He probably rolled his eyes when he said this: "But I can't hang here all the time, can I? My arms are sore!"

"Alright then." Yin Chen closed his eyes and replied in a low voice.Rubbing his hands, after a few seconds of silence, his feet on the ground suddenly exerted force and rushed out.

Although his hands are tightly grasping the end of the rope, the muscles that have been tense for a long time are about to lose their strength.Galanz raised his head, but did not hear the response from Yin Chen above.He took a breath and tried his best to wrap the rope around his other hand, but he couldn't resist the force of gravity.After failing again and again, he began to regret why he didn't learn the wind-type soul art well.

It's strange, although there are rocks and sand everywhere here, but they seem to be one, and it is impossible for the soul power to work on it.

It can't be... Really, as Yinchen said, the things here are not sculptures, but fossils?That's not true, fossils are also stones, and...

He looked up at the faintly visible dragon shape above his head in the dazzling light, and squinted his eyes.At this moment of squinting, a black figure suddenly jumped out from the side, and came straight towards the rope that was hanging him.Galanz's eyes widened, and before he could react, he was hit by the inertia of the object and flew out.The noose wrapped around his left forearm was suddenly tense, and the whole person was frantically swinging in the air like a kite with a broken string. For a moment, it rubbed against the inner wall of the temple and there was a burning pain behind him. Before he could react, the next second It was rotated and thrown straight to the opposite inner wall, hitting the raised relief.He was suddenly confused, and a mouthful of liquid gushed out of his chest.Flying several times in the not-so-wide temple, bumping back and forth a dozen times.When the speed finally slowed down, he was already dizzy and his eyes were full of stars.

After about two or three minutes, "Hey, are you okay" rang several times above his head before he woke up in a trance, spit out the blood in his mouth and responded weakly.If he hadn't wrapped his arm tightly around the lock, he might have been thrown out long ago.

But precisely because of this, at this moment, Galanz's left hand was slowly turning purple due to blood loss due to the tight winding.Yin Chen looked down at his half-dead appearance, and slid down simply, his legs were neatly wrapped around the hanging rope, and the strength in his waist was loosened, and the whole person was hung upside down, relying on the tight entanglement of his two legs and the rope support the body.

"You...what are you going to do?"

"Cut the rope for you." He took off the small knife he was wearing from his waist and wiped it on the rope.The rope is a twelve-strand flower joint, as thick as three fingers, and I don't know what material it is, but it must be extremely strong.

"Using soul power, it's too slow." Galanz frowned and said commandingly.

"The cutting speed of the soul power is too fast, I'm afraid you will have fallen before I can react. And the concentration of the golden soul mist here is too low, every trace of soul power has to be used carefully..."

"You mean, it's not worth spending some money on me?" Galanz raised his head and looked at him deliberately dissatisfied.Yin Chen didn't answer, knowing that he was just joking.He glanced at the slender fingers of Galanz's left hand, which were unnaturally slightly curled up, his brows were tightly knit together, and his hand speeded up.

After being silent for a long time, Galanz turned his sore neck and said helplessly, "You... are good at martial arts. You didn't practice acrobatics in vain when you were young."

Yin Chen rolled his eyes at him and continued with the work at hand.After two more cuts, a strand of rope was finally broken.He breathed a sigh of relief, his back muscles tightened, and he turned around again.

"Hey hey hey, what's wrong?"

"I see you are very energetic." After saying that, he bit the knife in his mouth, wiped his hands on the robe, and said in a vague voice, "Take a break."

Galanz was so angry that his left arm was numb from the elbow up.But the next moment, Yin Chen hung upside down again and started again.

"Use your soul power, it's okay." He looked at Yin Chen's braid dangling in the air, and whispered.

Yin Chen stubbornly shook his head.

"This distance, it's okay. If you don't have enough soul power, I'll give you mine later. I fight in close combat, so it doesn't matter if it's more or less."

"It's not because of the soul power," he shook his head again: "It's because of you, you must not be injured."

Chapter 20

"What do you mean?" Galanz was stunned for a while before he said slowly.

"As you said, what you are good at is melee combat, and what I am good at is soul art. The two of us fighting together can make up for each other's shortcomings. Once we are separated, our disadvantages will be exposed immediately. And, There must be a reason for that chess piece that limits the number of people."

Galanz nodded, a little light in his pupils dimmed silently.

"Also." He paused, his eyebrows furrowed for a moment: "I think... that gem may absorb the nearby golden soul mist... even the ones that have turned into soul power. When manipulating the Horcrux just now , I feel like something is desperately pulling my soul power, like a black hole. And the concentration of the golden soul mist here is really strangely low."

He stared and said exaggeratedly: "Then we gave this thing to Bingdi, wouldn't it hurt him?"

"So it's just a guess...do you have any idea?"

Galanz lowered his head and thought for a while before he asked, "Could it be that big centipede that absorbed the soul power?"

Saying that, he freed up a hand to point to the top: "I heard that there is something in the source of the earth, which looks like a clay sculpture. But after injecting soul power into it and activating it, it will become... um... how should I put it... like a living creature. The more powerful this thing is, the more complicated its structure is, the more soul power it needs to activate, and naturally, the more complicated its structure, the greater its power after activation..."

Looking up at the slyly smiling Scorpio Dragon, there was a puff of cold air from behind.

"This thing...if it is really... activated, I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with..."

"呲"

Disconnect one strand.

Yin Chen bit his lower lip and thought silently for a while, the movements of his hands still did not stop.The broken hair on his forehead hung down, swaying with his movements.After a long time, he said: "It's hard to deal with, we're afraid we have to deal with it too."

"How to say?"

He slammed down hard, and the rope snapped in two strands.Although the knot broke, it did not separate from the other strands.

"Since it is here, it is naturally used to protect this gem. Since this kind of clay sculpture has such great power, it may not be easy to make. Therefore, it can be concluded that the gem must be of great importance to the people who built this so-called "temple". People, or forces are of great significance. Galanz, you are familiar with this place, does this gemstone have any unique function?"

Galanz thought for a while and said, "I seem to have heard people say that the temple absorbs water elements, which is why our place is so dry."

"Isn't it because of the mountains blocking it?"

"That's just one reason... But it's just a legend, and I'm afraid it's not accurate."

Yin Chen frowned, and slowly said: "Beware of everything."

"cha"

A flash of light flashed across the blade, and the rope curled up twice in pain, before breaking.

There are also stereotypes.

"The quality of your rope is really good." Yin Chen turned over and rubbed his temple with one hand.He's not a bat, it's okay to hang for a while, but it's inevitable that he will feel dizzy after a long time, and he even has double images when he sees things.

"It seems that Wang Jue's kindness has caused a lot of trouble... Aha." Galanz said, shaking the rope.

"Don't move around!" Yin Chen quickly grabbed the rope to stabilize it.Immediately sighed.

"What's wrong?" The lower part shook again.

"It's okay." This time, surprisingly, he didn't stop him, but silently hung himself upside down again, and restarted the difficult rescue operation.

【five years ago】

【Aslan Empire in the West · Fog Hidden Green Island】

There is a hazy deep blue between the sky and the earth.Before dawn, the Wuyin Lake was still sleeping in the darkness approaching dawn.The distant mountains and nearby trees turn into overlapping black shadows, and the silence dances wantonly under the clouds with the wind.

The wind was like a naughty child who thought he was not making enough noise, so he came out of the thick mist on the lake and headed straight for the white palace, rattling the tall windows.In vain, it tried one by one, squeezed one of them out of the crack, and got in.

Not long after, I saw a shadow shaking in the window—it seemed that someone sat up gently, pulled a thick coat over his shoulders, moved a pair of slender legs out of the quilt, and got off The bed, stepping on the wool rug beside the bed.The shadow was slender and somewhat thin.So much so that the two thick wings on his shoulders seemed to crush him.Without shoes on, he walked down the carpet step by step carefully, tiptoed, stepped quickly across the cold marble floor, ran to the window, and closed it.

Feng was shut out of the window, and he still knocked twice in protest in protest.He glanced back, and after confirming that it was closed tightly, he wrapped his body in the golden overcoat, ran back, quickly took off the overcoat and threw it aside, and shrank into the quilt.

"It's so warm, hoo..." came a low male voice.

"But I'm cold." Another voice.Also low, with a slight smile: "There is something cold and cold moving in the chest, should you throw it out?"

"Do not."

The outline of the quilt moved, and then a hand pulled it, covering something.

"Then wrap it tighter?"

After being quiet for a while, there was another voice: "If you let go, you will be smothered to death."

no respond.Maybe the person talking to is asleep.

The outline of the quilt squirmed again... lightly at first, then pushed.The outline of the wings trembled slightly, but it seemed to be suppressed by something.

"It's really suffocating..."

Qila felt stuffy and hot.

He stretched out his hand and pushed the chest of the person in front of him from time to time.He was obviously awake, because every time Qi La pushed, the other party would hug him tighter.After calmly trying for a while, he became annoyed like the wind shut out of the window, and stretched out his hand to poke the opponent's waist.

He flinched, and even let out a soft laugh.

This annoyed him even more.He stretched out his hands to grab his shoulders and pressed down hard, turned over and pressed him down... and finally breathed the cold fresh air.Looking down, the culprit who tried to suffocate him just now was looking at him with a smile on his face.

Qi La looked at the other party, always feeling that his smile was...strange.

He tilted his head, his blond hair flowing smoothly on the pillow.At this moment, he felt something soft and warm sticking up under his wings.It moved, looping around its own spine.

A few seconds later, there was a scream.In the faint light, it can be seen that the positions of the two people are reversed.But the silence didn't last long before it was broken again - the blond man leaned down and touched the other's lips lightly, but the reward he got was to be pressed down again... So again, again, again...the two After tossing and turning several times in a row on the wide bed, they finally calmed down and hugged each other.

"Why did you wake up so early?" Gilgamesh grabbed the already cold arm around his neck and hugged it in his arms to warm him.

"The window was not closed, and it was blown by the wind... I couldn't help it, so I closed it."

"Actually, you can call me." He said, "Sixiang Limit is very practical even in life."

"...I don't want to disturb you." Qi La was speechless for a long time before finally holding back these words.

"But I was still woken up." He lowered his head and lightly touched the corner of Qila's lips: "From the moment you got out."

He looked at the delicate face that was less than a foot away from him, and his chest seemed to be stirred by something, unable to calm down.This face is outstanding even among women... It is not beautiful, but spiritual.The kind of indescribable spirituality that was blown through by the cold wind made him affirmed at the first moment that this person's fate must be closely entwined with him... at least for a while.

He... is like an exquisite dagger.Platinum for the blade and precious stones for the ornament.It is unbelievably exquisite and gorgeous, which makes people admire.

But who is it facing?

Isn't it him who regards it as a treasure?

Gilgamesh smiled softly, a little helpless and a little tired.He straightened Qi La's hair around his ears, stared intently at his delicate face, but said: "If you have no feelings, you will be perfect."

Qi La was taken aback.Immediately after hearing him say, "For the priest."

Breathe easy.

"You are a killer... The priests gave you a perfect soul path, talents and a perfect appearance, so that you can be invincible in assassination operations... It's a pity that they gave you a soul and made you have feelings. "

"so what?"

"Then, you can't kill some people." He smiled softly: "For example, me."

He raised his hand and lightly brushed Qi La's eyebrows with his fingertips.He suppressed his voice in his throat, ethereal like the unblown fog on the surface of Wuyin Lake.

"At least, temporarily," he said.

"what do you mean?"

It could be felt that his spine was visibly stiff after hearing this sentence.

He raised his head slightly to meet Gilgamesh's dark blue eyes.

"It's not interesting." The other party just smiled and continued to look at him intently.Put your palms next to his ears, rubbing gently.

"...No," Qi La pushed his hand away and sat up.The quilt slid down gently and wrapped around his waist.He leaned slightly, his expression couldn't be seen clearly in the misty light: "You mean, I will eventually...kill you?"

He smiled, sat up too, propped his cheeks with great interest, and looked at him sideways.

"you……"

"Do you love your prince?" Gilgamesh interrupted him.After a pause of two seconds, he added: "Once upon a time."

He should not.

"The relationship between the prince and the apostle is almost not excessive... From the moment the seal is given, love and consonance will be implanted into the body along with the seal of the prince. The difference is only the degree of depth. You can kill and apostle The apostles of your generation, and even your prince, are enough to prove that you have begun to learn to let go of feelings..."

He paused, carefully observing Qi La's reaction, smiling, still looking interested.

Qi La's jaw trembled a little, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.After a long time, he said softly: "If you think so, I'll leave... I won't pose any threat to you anymore." After saying that, she wanted to get up.

Gilgamesh grabbed his arm.While trying to break free, he said: "...I will ask the priest...to let them send another person..."

"Impossible." He said, the smile on his face froze and turned into a solemn expression.

"No...you let me go..." Qi La turned around and broke his fingers, but her trembling hands couldn't move them a little: "Since I can do it...others can do it too..."

"Only you can." He tugged hard.Qi La, who was about to stand up, was pulled down forcefully and held firmly in her arms: "Only you in this world can do it... If you will also be killed, I would rather let you do it."

The person in his arms visibly froze.Trembling: "You... know what?"

"A lot." He smiled softly, and there was a bit of bitterness in his smile: "And a little, too much..."

"You knew already……"

"Yes."

"Then you still..."

"I'm happy to enjoy this process." He smiled slightly, fell down around him, and hugged him tightly with his hands: "You have to know, there are many things that are much more terrifying than death...and I have already begun to face death. to them..."

"what is that?"

He lowered his head, lightly touching Qila's thin lips: "Even if you don't know, you will still live well."

Qi La understood the meaning of this sentence very well.

——If you know, then you will live, very badly.

He lowered his eyelids, struggled silently for a while, and then subsided.So he stretched out one of his wings, wrapped the two of them under the warm and fluffy feathers, and wrapped his hands around his neck like before.

——Then don't you...have a bad life?

Gilgamesh smiled slightly, the corners of his eyes stretched slightly.He pulled up the rolled quilt, gently covered his shoulders, put his palms on his back, and patted him gently, as if comforting a frightened young child.

At first he was still staring at him closely, but it didn't take long before he couldn't resist the intrusion of warmth, he calmed down, his eyelids slowly drooped, and after a while he woke up again with a start, holding his arms tightly and shrinking. Withdraw your wings.The slightly nervous appearance makes people feel pain in the heart.

Qi La, who curled up slightly, looked docile and gentle, and he couldn't help but smile softly.

Just laughing sadly.

"Hey." He said softly, "If you don't succeed... But I will let you pay back everything after I recover..."

He nodded slightly, not knowing if he heard it clearly while he was half asleep and half awake.

—Anyway, the dagger must go into the chamber.Instead of resisting uselessly, it is better to appreciate its beauty while watching it slowly cut into the struggle with oneself.

This is a remnant of dreams, a long-awaited nap after waking up at dawn.

It's just the sky, and it doesn't care whether you are nostalgic or not.

-- it is slowly and silently changing.

——It's about to light up...

Chapter 21

【five years ago】

【Aslan Empire in the West · Habar Desert】

When he woke up from the daze, Galanz couldn't help but start to admire himself.In this case, I can take a nap for a while, I really don’t know if it’s a little too heartless.

Or are you just too tired?

But speaking of it, he is not the one who is really tired.

Dazed, he looked up.Looking past the bruised hand, he saw that his partner was still cutting with difficulty, and the range of movements became smaller and smaller.

Galanz is very familiar with this rope.The special weaving method makes it more resilient, tighter and harder to break if there are fewer remaining strands.

And after so long, he must be exhausted.

What's more, it's not just his arms that are wrapped with ropes.Yinchen was able to hang upside down so smoothly, of course, not only because of his small base, but also because of the rope wrapped around his legs.Before entering the desert, he had ordered that he must take off his armor—wearing heavy armor on his body would make walking in the desert extremely difficult.

So he is not the only one suffering.

Galanz lowered his head, licked his chapped lower lip, and then bit it open.

The rope wobbled slightly.At this time, a faint voice came from above: "You are fine... that's great..."

"What?" he