Assassin's Will [Quick Transmigration]

The Master's teaching is moist and silent.

He wouldn't tell Jiang Ye that killing was wrong, and he never blamed him for his way of life.He knew very well what the abyss was, filled with exiled fallen angels, devouring demons, and never-ending storms.

If the gods who were born in comfort on the mountain were thrown into the abyss, they might not survive the second day.

But Jiang Ye has lived in it for hundreds of years.

In the end, Xiu didn't ask him why he was finally favored by the god king, but let him sit in the temple, and carefully used spells to help him dry his clothes that were drenched in the drizzle.

Jiang Ye tensed his shoulder blades at first, like a cheetah that would explode at any time, but perhaps the mage's movements were too gentle, his frowning brows slightly eased, and his defensive silver-gray pupils also drooped, covered by a piece of eyelids. Stop the sharpness.

Xiu pretended not to know, and just asked, "What would you like to eat?"

The gods could not drink or eat, but delicacies are for enjoyment, and the arrogant gods will never let them go.

Jiang Ye shook his head.

Xiu didn't force it, just touched his shoulder armor, the long-term battle made it fade away.Jiang Ye shrank his shoulders slightly and took a small breath.

Xiu asked him, "Are you injured?"

Jiang Ye paused for a moment, and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you." But when he remembered how the mage had protected him just now, he eased his tone slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm used to it."

Xiu didn't care either.He is a god with a good temper. Although he has a withdrawn personality, he has never taken the initiative to conflict with others.

What's more, Jiang Ye's age can only be said to be a child among the gods.

When he was driven by the god king, the other party never considered his age, only whether the tools were in hand or not.

The mage asked him to sit at the table, and he said, "Untie your clothes."

The young man looked up at him with silver-gray eyes, gloomy and gloomy, as if frozen by thin ice.

Xiu waited patiently, as if he was determined to follow through with the night party.

But Jiang Ye struggled a bit, and finally did as he did.

Jiang Ye took off the light armor that had been with him for many years, and then slowly unbuttoned himself in the gentle waves of gold in his eyes.

His movements were slow and sluggish, but he added a bit of fierce sexiness for no reason.

His long eyelashes drooped down, covering the sharpness of his eyes, as if a beast had retracted its claws.

Jiang Ye's voice was gloomy, and he said in a low voice, "...is this a quid pro quo?"

After a while, he didn't quite know what Jiang Ye was talking about.

And the young assassin took off his white robe casually, and a large piece of cold white skin gleamed under the lamp, but it was like an eagle in the sky, heaving and falling, muscles pulsating, and there were vertical and horizontal scars on it, old and new, which were all year round. In the dark battle, unique charm and sexy.

His pupils narrowed into a line, guarded, and slightly cold, he said: "I thought you were different."

Xiu: "..." Where did he think of?

Only then did the mage realize belatedly that Jiang Ye had misunderstood.

Jiang Ye thought that he was asking for a reward for the siege.

The gods who are new to Shenshan need to attach themselves to the main god, and a well-known rule of Shenshan is that if the main god takes a fancy to a new god, he cannot refuse, otherwise it will be disrespectful.

Of course, no fool would refuse, or even wish for it.

Shenshan has a strict hierarchy, and the weak gods cannot rely on battles. They have to rely on the main god like a dodder, so as to gain some benefits in the cruel competition for godhood.

But Jiang Ye came out of the bloody storm. He disdained and even hated this unspoken rule. If someone raised it rashly, he would stab him in the neck with a knife.

But Xiu is now his main god, and he helped him to deceive the king of gods. The grievances and grievances are clear, and Jiang Ye can't refuse.

The mage smiled, very lightly, but like gentle spring water.

He said: "I don't need your repayment." Then he stroked his hair, like coaxing a cat, with a low and gentle voice, "especially this kind."

The assassin's eyes suddenly lit up, extremely frightening.

But Xiu didn't care at all, took out the potion from his wide sleeve, looked at the vertical and horizontal scars on his body, and said, "Extend your hand, I'll help you apply the potion."

Jiang Ye was taken aback, then said: "It will heal on its own." Then he whispered: "This is a waste of medicine."

In the abyss, medicines are the most extravagant things, especially those that can heal the divine body, and they are priceless.

When he fought with wild beasts, fallen angels and demons, he always boiled his wounds, waiting for the scabs to heal, and then waiting for the next opponent.

Xiu shook his head and said, "You are just a child."

His tone was soft, tolerant and compassionate.

Among the current fifth-generation main gods, he is the most mysterious one, a slightly younger god, and he doesn't even know when he has been in Shenshan.

In the fifth generation of main gods, several were lost, some were exiled, and finally a few were added to form the current seven main gods.

But for nearly ten thousand years, his position has never been shaken.

Jiang Ye retorted: "I'm not a child, I'm an assassin." His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, like thin snow.

But the mage smiled comfortingly, with the connivance of some elders.

He said: "Okay, no, then please give me your hand, Mr. Assassin, and I will heal your wounds."

His voice was too gentle, and he was stunned for a moment, looking up at him, his blond hair under the dim light, like flowing sunlight.

It was too bright, the abyss had never had such a light, and it seemed to sting his eyes.

Jiang Ye is not very good at accepting kindness.

In his world view, there are only two types of people in the world, those who can kill and those who cannot.

He has no teachers, companions, or friends. The people he has the most contact with, except for rancid blood and ferocious monsters, are those who give him tasks. He has lived like this until now.

Xiu is an exception.

He didn't know which field to divide him into, and he didn't know how to describe his status, when he chose to accept his teachings and receive the sound transmission talisman that was equivalent to asking for help.

Everything has changed.

The mage who deceived the god king cleaned his wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it.

God is the only one who can hurt God. These days, he wiped out the aliens for the King of God. He did a very clean job, but he licked his wounds by himself in the dark.

Xiu's hand brushed against his tight forearm, and the wound on his arm that had been torn open gradually healed under the healing of the magic potion.

Jiang Ye looked at him with deep eyes.

Xiu used up a bottle of priceless potion, but he didn't feel any pain, and said: "I am your main god and your teacher, you must learn to ask me for help." Then slightly curved the corners of his mouth, and added: "No Remuneration is needed, there are other relationships in the world besides 'transactions'."

"what relationship?"

"There are still friends." Xiu said: "There is no need for 'transaction' between friends to help each other."

Jiang Ye is very new to this concept.

He was born to kill, and he never had the concept of friends in his life, so he asked: "What is a friend?"

Xiu's concept of friends also comes from books, and he doesn't have such a thing.So he thought for a while and replied: "I am willing to help you, treat you well, and don't need anything in return. Then, I am your friend."

Jiang Ye paused, then looked at the mage who had packed up his things, and said hesitantly, "Then we are friends now?"

Xiu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes."

Jiang Ye looked at his back, thoughtful.

The mage is actually a god who is afraid of trouble.

He would rather stay in the palace and do his research than have too much contact with the gods on the mountain. Except for occasionally attending a few banquets and inventing a few spells at the invitation of the god king, he never talks too much language.

But he is a very popular god in the lower world, because when the gods use the human world as a playground, he is teaching the lower world spells.

What he studied was practical enough to make life better for human beings.His priests of the Temple of Law, each of whom is his apprentice, taught his achievements to the people, and finally evolved the original mage organization.

Human mages are full of curiosity, eager for knowledge, and have the spirit of pursuing truth.They formed the original mage organization, loose but held together by truth.

People called him "the source of all laws", but he never cared about it.

He only cares about how to make their lives better.

Of course, now there is one more thing, how to teach his children well.

His little friend, there is no right or wrong, no black and white, good and evil, kindness, fraternity and morality, in his eyes, are all worthless scraps of paper.

He has no desires, no dreams, and his positioning of himself is simple and clear. He is an assassin, the best knife used by a god king, and what he gets in exchange is the right to live.

At first, he was only moved by his snow-like gaze, and felt compassion.

Xiu knew that Shenshan could not tolerate clean matters, he was blunt and cold, although his hands were bloody, he had an unusually clean aura.

His little friends are different.

The mage put the book on his lap and told the story under the light.

He said: "... In order to save his friend, King Helis of the demigod split the cliff and rescued Mobis who was punished by the god king and was stuck in the rocks and exposed to endless wind and sun. King Lys abandoned his throne and fled with him to the land of exile. They stopped before the endless sea, and death appeared. He gave the pair of best friends a choice. Only one canoe can cross death. The sea, who do they want to cross the river..."

Jiang Ye listened very attentively. Xiusheng had lived in the God Realm for many years, and what he told were all the stories of the God Realm over the years.

He doesn't want to socialize, but it doesn't mean he doesn't understand the relationship between God and God.

Jiang Ye asked, "Does Death only have one boat?"

Xiu smiled and said, "No, if he wants, he can have countless."

Jiang Ye wiped his knife, frowned and said, "The god of death is a miser."

Xiu sighed, and said with a smile, "It's not because of stinginess, but because he wants to."

Jiang Ye was puzzled, but he didn't ask any questions. A pair of bright silver eyes stared at Xiu, as if the light of snow cast his shadow.

Xiu sighed, as soon as his little friend looked at him with such eyes, he couldn't hold back anymore.

He lowered his eyelashes, turned to the next page of the storybook, and said: "...Finally, King Helis said: My friend, since I brought you here, I will not abandon you, you can go on board And Mobius replied: My king, my faithful friend, I am satisfied that you abandoned the throne and fled with me to the end, now, I can no longer drag you down. Then he prayed to the god of death: O God, please Give him the boat, and jump off the endless sea..."

After listening to Jiang Ye, he commented: "Stupid human being, he has escaped here, why didn't he cross the sea?"

Xiu rubbed the space between his brows, and said, "Because he wants to give up the chance of survival to his friends."

Jiang Ye was puzzled: "But isn't this his friend's wish?"

Xiu thought for a while, and said: "Humans are very complicated creatures. They are extremely brave, but also extremely cowardly. They can die for righteousness, and they can also kill for profit. Push him to hell."

Jiang Ye shook his head, but he couldn't understand again.

"Why didn't Death give them two boats?" he asked.

Xiu said: "Because he is a god, the life and death of a person is only in his mind, and the god of death just wanted to watch a play at that time, he wanted to disgust the god king, and he wanted to make trouble. To him, his friends are just gravel on the side of the road."

Jiang Ye thought for a while and said, "If it was the two of us, would you push me into the sea?"

Xiu silently shook his head.

Jiang Ye looked at him, there seemed to be a slight light in his silver-gray eyes.

Xiu's expression was gentle and calm, and he said, "I will jump down."

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The period of Jiang Ye is real, so cute.

If you want to rub it, it's a good thing he followed the right person when he was a teenager, otherwise he was completely black and couldn't be saved.

Jiang Ye has not been blackened for so many years, and he is still persistently looking for Xiu, and he will never regret it.

It's because Xiuzhen was very kind to him, and when he thinks about it, he will feel very prickly and miss him very much.

His God, his friend, his teacher, everything.

Xiu is that sacrificial personality, especially ten thousand years ago.

He is truly merciful, but this kind of merciful treatment is very equal, and it is also really cold-hearted. If life and righteousness were put in front of him and asked him to choose, he would not hesitate to choose righteousness.It's just a little different for Jiang Ye, because he is his little friend.

It sounds very soft, his little friend, how soft.

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