[Ancient Sword] Reincarnation Lives Up

However, Shen Ye did not let this kind of warmth continue as usual.

He held Shaogong's wrist and pulled it away slowly and decisively, but he had no intention of letting go of Shaogong at all, so he kept this slight distance and imprisoned him irresistibly, the softened edges and corners on his face were gone, If he met Shao Gong's increasingly dangerous gaze indifferently and stubbornly, without avoiding it, his hoarse voice became cold and tough, "In this way, I am even more unqualified to enjoy Master's selfless care."

Ouyang Shaogong narrowed his eyes, the displeasure of being offended in his pupils was no longer concealed, he struggled to struggle with his sore arm, but Shen Ye held it tighter in the next moment, his cold gaze gradually lifted from Shen Ye's hand, Until it landed on the corner of the opponent's ashamed lips, "A Ye's teacher is a failure."

Ouyang Shaogong's voice was like a warm and beautiful jade soaked in the warm and slightly drunk breeze, Anya's gentleness made people shudder, and Shen Ye, who knew his temper well, was startled, but still stubbornly watched Shaogong trying to Seeing a little moved, but in the end he raised his lips in disappointment and let go of his hand.

He took a step back and knelt down on one knee and bowed silently to Shao Gong, "I've lost my manners, please master punish me."

If something is not what he has already decided and there is still room for change, Ouyang Shaogong has always been soft and not tough, so Shen Ye's timing of coercion and showing weakness is really just right, knowing that he is being calculated, Ouyang Seeing Shen Ye's increasingly pale complexion, Shao Gong still sighed helplessly and leaned over indulgently to help him up, "Does it hurt?"

Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative. Ouyang Shaogong took Shen Ye to lie down on the couch, and while casting the healing spell, he said slowly, "I know you are dedicated to protecting me, and it is your own fault to worry about my grudges. Hurt," he paused, slightly drooping eyelids mixed with contradictory regret and self-mockery, sighed softly, "It's just, it's too late."

Shen Ye's eyebrows sank, and he held Shaogong's hand subconsciously, and he heard him continue, "The unspeakable pain hidden in the bottom of my heart is all given by external things, and the frustration and pain born for it are the result of the pain." As for "conscience" - that kind of thing, I have long since lost it, and the grievance has its head, and the debt has its owner, so if someone makes me bury my pain in my heart, I will not be sad, I will only hate and revenge, and I will let him, Life, repay, repay."

Feeling frustrated and sad for the pain hidden in the bottom of my heart, only people with good thoughts can think this way, Ouyang Shaogong is the half-soul of the prince Changqin, tossing the ups and downs of the world for thousands of years, going through sad and painful things, killing to survive Killed and stained with blood, he crawled out of the vicious flames countless times, his conscience was burnt to ashes, and there was no dust left when the wind blew, so he would never be frustrated and sad, he would only pursue the root cause Find out who gave all the suffering, check the number, and then get it back one by one.

With a deep smile on his lips, Ouyang Shaogong's voice still carried the cold sarcasm at the end of the previous sentence, "The former city lord used me, and although his death was not my fault, it was my hand." Accomplished; your father seriously injured me back then, so I confined him in a nightmare and watched him die in agony—" Shaogong paused, looking down at Shen Ye's suddenly wide-open eyes in a condescending manner, letting him Unconsciously clasped his hand fiercely, slowly leaned close to his ear, and the inaudible words were like poisonous snakes spitting out letters, licking Shen Ye's ear with coldness, "If one day, I become like me... Would you be afraid of a monster that usually only hates?"

Suddenly, Shen Ye's breath was stagnant, but he couldn't hold back the groan of pain. The black and turbid flames suddenly overflowed from his body. Seeing this, Ouyang Shaogong immediately sealed his main acupoints. Exhausting his spiritual power to channel out the turbidity for him——

After a long time, when Shen Ye's breathing calmed down, Shao Gong stopped the spell and looked at him coldly, "If I don't force you, how long will you hide from me about the recurrence of the terminal illness?" Shen Ye Ye was still closing his eyes and adjusting his breath, Ouyang Shaogong turned his back and stopped looking at him, "Although the original intention is so, what I just said is not false."

Then there was a long silence, so long that it was almost misleading to wait for an answer.

Ouyang Shaogong's heart was cold, a slight smile appeared on his lips, he wanted to get up and leave, but found that Shen Ye had never let go of his hand, and he had no intention of releasing it to him from the beginning to the end.

Then Shen Ye whispered, "So what, am I going to kill my master, who is so kind to me, to avenge my father?" His cold voice was stained with a little tiredness, and it seemed a little hoarse, but the tone was without sadness Unhappy silence.

Up to this point, there was another long silence, "I only have Master."

This is undoubtedly the answer that Ouyang Shaogong most wanted to hear.

And Shen Ye didn't intend to indulge in too fragile and chaotic thoughts anymore, he sat up, and finally let go of Shao Gong's hand bit by bit, slowly, stood up and straightened his robe, "Master has worked hard, Then there is still a banquet that needs me to come forward, it is not early, so I will go ahead."

……

This banquet was originally hosted by Shen Ye as the high priest, and all twenty high-ranking priests from the Lieshan Department had to be present. In the spacious hall, there were two rows of low tables on the left and right sides of the aisle, each with five seats. A table placed horizontally is the Ziwei Priest's Seat, and the highest point on the right rear of it, above the stone steps, is the city chairman's seat.

Shen Ye was still getting ready to take his seat after everyone had arrived, but when he walked to the entrance, he saw someone sitting on the seat of the city lord majestically under the eyes of everyone from a distance—that person was naturally not forbidden to leave Jumu Cang Ming.

Shen Ye calmly walked to the seat without changing his expression, and stopped at a place where he just didn't need to look up, but just looked at him, and looked at the other person indifferently, "Pojun Priest Yu Yan, do you need me to remind you of your title?"

The Yu family is a compatriot relative of the city lord, and the city lord of the Lieshan tribe of Liuyue City has been passed down by blood from generation to generation. Now the heir of the direct line, Cang Ming, has been sleeping for a long time and has no name. As soon as Shen Ye finished speaking, he heard someone on the priest's seat beside him answering in an arrogant tone, "I have already obtained the consent of the Cangming City Lord, and I will be appointed as the acting City Lord by Lord Pojun, a mere priest of Ziwei, just be obedient and obedient. "

The person who answered was Xin Yi, the priest of Lianzhen who attacked one of Shen Ye in the previous ceremony. Shen Ye never took the time to look at him, "Oh? If I want to be obedient, I must be convinced. Priest Lianzhen might as well accompany me Let's meet the Lord Cangming together, and testify clearly under her seat."

"The high priest is too suspicious," the priest Lianzhen snorted lightly, "I said: recommend Yu Yan as the acting city lord, Cang Ming closed his eyes and never rejected it; this seat also said: If the city lord does not respond, he will acquiesce, Cang Ming Ming also closed his eyes and did not refute, so there is nothing to prove."

These words are transparent and clear, no doubt they are satirizing Cang Ming, a waste who has been sleeping for a long time. , Mu Yi, any priest under his seat who speaks disrespectfully or insults the city lord will be given a hundred sticks and his tongue drawn out; if there are more than five circumstantial witnesses, the high priest can deal with it on his behalf—everyone, don’t do it yet?”

As expected, none of the priests present moved.

When the former city lord was in power in the past, the old city lord promoted the outstanding Lianzhen priest Xin Yi as his right arm in order to prevent Shen's father from becoming dominant. Suppressing the lack of character, thus creating a short-term balance, but it is precisely because of this slight difference that after the sudden death of the old city lord, the clan's government affairs should be taken over by the second-ranked high priest, and then handed over to Shen Ye as a matter of course In his hands, Priest Lianzhen got nothing.

During his reign, Father Shen devoted himself to serving the family and the people, being loyal to the will of the city lord, acting self-determined, ruthless and unjust, and never forming partisans. At this time, compared with Shen Ye, the newly promoted Ziwei priest, in terms of deterrent power, he has a big tree with deep roots. The hero Xin Yi of the previous generation is obviously superior, and no one is willing to provoke the priest Lianzhen who has even had a close relationship with the city lord.

Shen Ye slightly closed his eyes, and his hands hanging by his side and hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists. Even in the face of such difficulties, his voice was still deep and steady, with a bit of bone-chilling coldness, "God Chi Xiao, priest of Ji, and Cui Lingjing, priest of Kaiyang—if I remember correctly, the two are in charge of punishment."

Even if their names were called, the two remained silent.

"——Hahahahaha!" The priest Lianzhen, who had watched the good show for a long time, also laughed without hesitation.

Shen Ye endured everything here indifferently, and the temperature in the bottom of his pupils finally cooled bit by bit.

The chill that spread wildly in my heart was so cold that even my teeth couldn't help shivering.

At the time of the ceremony, he had no intention of getting rid of the three rebels. Lie Shanchang has been plagued by terminal illness for many years, and the number of ethnic groups has dropped sharply over the years. When talents are scarce, he just wants to teach them some lessons, and continue to work together for the survival of the tribe. Work hard, don't want things to develop to this point, but take it seriously-sin, condemnation, ten thousand, death.

"Priest Lianzhen, I will ask you one last time. Now is the life and death of the Lieshan tribe, and you still want to kill each other and continue the meaningless fight?"

"Life or death? Wait for me to kill your surname Shen first, and then talk about those messy things."

Xin Yi has profound skills, but he alone cannot match Shen Ye who has the power of divine blood. However, if he is killed in public, all of them are high-level priests with extraordinary cultivation. If half of them join forces to rebel, he may be hard to beat with two fists alone Four hands, at that time, not only will not be able to kill the chickens to warn the monkeys, but will endanger his own life - when he was in a dilemma and faced with the enemy, he suddenly remembered that rainy night more than ten years ago, when Ouyang Shaogong was seriously injured and still confronted Shen's father regardless .

That was his only master.

Shen Ye picked up his lips coldly, and looked down at the Ziwei Zun Ring on his left middle finger, which was as cold as death. When he put on this ring, the road that belonged to him was already so narrow that every step he took, he would In the gamble of life and death, black and white are so clear that there is no room for so-called choice.

Shen Ye has murderous intentions, and the priest Lian Zhen who works in the city will not fail to see it, "Shen Ye, I kindly advise you, don't act rashly, otherwise you, a gentle and elegant master, will be impulsive for you." buried."

He smiled triumphantly and clapped his hands, only to see two guards half-pressing and half-dragging a person in, stopping not too far or too close, just enough for Shen Ye to see the kidnapped person clearly—it was Ouyang Shaogong.

……

Shen Ye has served as Ziwei's priest for a few days, the two have been very careful, and every time they meet, they are covered with an illusion barrier, so except for Ouyang Shaogong who accompanied Shen Ye this morning when he went back to meditate and tied his hair and changed clothes, no one will see him again. The two of them met each other, just now Ouyang Shaogong had healed Shen Ye's injuries, and when he lost his spiritual power, he was suddenly surrounded and suppressed. The spy was undoubtedly Shen Ye's close maid.

However, even though there was a flaw when he was dizzy for a moment, with Ouyang Shaogong's ability, he would not be able to catch him without a fight. The current situation is that he indulged himself, and he just wanted to take a look at how Shen Ye would react to this situation.

Being half-pressed and half-dragged all the way, Ouyang Shaogong closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, but when he opened his eyes, Shen Ye's expression of extreme shock was seen in his sight, followed by a glaring scarlet——

Seeing that Shaogong was captured, Shen Ye's first reaction was to kill the two people who were guarding him. The next moment, Priest Lianzhen made a sneak attack from behind Shen Ye, but he just ignored Shaogong and protected him. Posture, but it’s not hesitating to burn jade and rock together——Ouyang Shaogong turned his fingertips sharply and a gust of wind came out. The sudden and fierce attack stunned Xin Yi, and at this very moment, Shen Ye turned around suddenly, and the lightsaber with spiritual power condensed fiercely. Severely pierced his lungs!

The situation was extremely dangerous, and the desperate contest ended in an instant. The tyrannical Lianzhen priest was killed by a single blow, and his bones and ashes were crushed. The people present held their breath and dared not move a little as if they were facing an enemy.

People who help each other in times of crisis and seek self-interest, recruited few loyal subordinates, so Shen Ye won the bet. Although his whole body was trembling uncontrollably with fear, he still couldn't relax a bit, so as to end the war. The world general Shaogong protected him tightly, and ordered in a deep voice, "Tong."

It wasn't until Tong was ordered to move to ensure Ouyang Shaogong's safety that Shen Ye calmly walked up the stone steps and stood at the seat of the city lord, condescendingly watching Yu Yan, who was bound by the armor and constantly struggling and cursing, waved his hands down He sealed his mouth with a banning spell, and declared indifferently with his back to everyone, "Xin Yi, the priest of Lianzhen, and his two subordinates, privately forged the decree of the city lord, insulted the city lord with words, formed a party for personal gain, and intended to usurp power. This is a felony that cannot be tolerated by heaven, and has been executed by this seat."

"His party members, Priest Yuyan, Priest of Pojun, Priest of Greedy Wolf, Mo Shijie, and others," he paused for a moment before saying in a deep voice, "Being deceived by demonic words, the crime is not worthy of death. I am banned from thinking about my mistakes for three years, and I am not allowed to step into the temple for ten years. I hope you will take this as a warning, and if you do it again—”

"kill."

This is the end of the life of the boy Shen Ye who was dressed in white.