Old state

There is no star or moon tonight, and the night is terribly dark.A gentle cool breeze blows from a distant place, blowing in a circle around the blazing bonfire and the man in Tsing Yi leaning on a stone beside the flame.

His sitting posture is leisurely and leisurely, but his expression is not like that. He looks extremely dignified, as if he is immersed in some kind of problem.

In fact it is.

It has to be said that Ping Yi's question was like a knife, piercing through his peace of mind, releasing all the uneasiness and difficulties hidden in his body, and the surging uneasiness knocked him back.

Yang Zigui has to admit that Ping Yi is worthy of being another him. Although they have different memories, they are essentially the same. They have the same character, the same persistence, and the same way of dealing with the world.

That's why he was so afraid of this question, so hard to accept.

Yes, what Ping Yi said is absolutely correct.He is indeed a person who is not free and easy and candid enough. Almost all his life is for the Demon Sect. The demon taught him to wash the entire rivers and lakes with blood.Perhaps it was because he had done too many things for the Devil's Sect, and it was hard for him to accept his departure, it was hard to accept that he would never see the Devil's Sect again.

Therefore, when he learned that he had left the place he loved forever, he was actually very desperate.He dedicated his whole life to the Demon Cult, if he really left, he would have no interest in life.

But at this moment, he met the patriarch, who gave him a sustenance, so he tried his best to recall the content of the teaching history, and wanted to strictly follow the teaching history, so that he could guarantee the future. Everything about him will not change, and if because of him, the Devil's Cult suffers even the slightest damage, he will never forgive himself.

But later, in the daily relationship, the patriarch transcended the powerful and invincible image left in his heart by the teaching history. He was just an ordinary child, and even because of his unsatisfactory background, he was far more annoying than other children. People are pitiful.He was really worried about the patriarch, he couldn't just leave the young and bruised patriarch to Xin Xin, so he made up his mind almost without hesitation to take care of the patriarch himself.

Perhaps at that time, the patriarch was no longer a sustenance in his heart, but a real relative.

But he couldn't deny that his original purpose was indeed impure.

He is beyond reproach.

So Yang Zigui didn't speak any more, and the two of them fell into a strange silence.I don't know what kind of psychology it is, and I didn't ask any more questions after Ping Yi.But Yang Zigui felt that he was very uncomfortable. He didn't know what to say, but he felt more and more guilty. He owed Guixu a lot.

So he is really not the kind of upright and open-minded person that others think, he is really unbearable, pitiful, and pathetic.

He kept the conversation with Ping Yi in his heart, and the others didn't know anything about it, they could only see that he looked extremely worried, as if he had suffered an unacceptable blow.

Let the onlookers worry.

Guixu, who said he had to deal with important matters, was sitting in front of the pumice mirror.

He didn't actually have something to do, but he just received a message that he had to come forward to deal with it, so he let go of the uncle he was worried about, and left in a hurry to come back here.

But he was really worried about the uncle, so he drew a formation on the corner of his clothes, where he could be found, and as long as he wanted, he could see everything about him through this formation.

It's just that I can't see the dialogue in his heart.

Therefore, Guixu knew that Yang Zigui had agreed to Zhao Hui's request to accompany him to save people, he also knew what happened along the way, and he knew where the person they were trying to save was.

But they don't know what is the cause of Yang Zigui's sudden sadness and guilt.

Guixu clasped the corners of his clothes tightly with his fingers, even his whole arm was trembling slightly because of too much force.How much he wanted, how much he wanted to hold that person in his arms, rub them tightly into his flesh and blood, never leave, even if it was death, he had to use the most vicious corpse magic to turn them all into puddles Water can be together forever and ever.

Tomorrow, tomorrow.

He was so sad, he had to go out quickly and find him.

But not today.

Tomorrow, he will definitely show up, bring his master, his favorite master, and show him the gift he has carefully prepared.

Then never let him go.

The author has something to say:

After listening to A-mei's bloody love story today, I couldn't help but write the patriarch a little sickly? ? ?