Pharaoh

Probably because the young pharaoh's handsome cheeks were still stained with a little splashed blood, the crimson pupils that seemed to glow in the dark night looked even more gorgeous, and the eyes that shot out of them became sharper. point.

The moment the violet pupils met the Pharaoh's gaze, they seemed to be frightened by such sharp eyes, and moved uncomfortably. Yu Yu's eyes subconsciously moved down to avoid meeting the Pharaoh's gaze.

Seeing the fearful look on his younger brother's face, something moved in the depths of Atum's eyes.

He opened his lips and was about to speak when the neighing of a horse from afar suddenly made him raise his head.

The ground was slightly shaken by the trampling of the horses' hooves, and the priest Seth, who finally led the cavalry to catch up with the young king of Egypt, pulled the reins and stopped the horse under him in front of the young king.

He raised his head, his azure pupils stared at the young brother sitting in front of the young pharaoh without blinking.

He pursed his lips tightly, and the look of extreme astonishment on his handsome face finally slowly dissipated. He looked at Wang Di with astonishment, confusion, suspicion, and a vague sense of incomprehensibility. Strange look.

He would only find it ridiculous if the existence of the 'Resurrection of the Dead' golden slate came from someone else.But this matter was said by the high priest of Ra, the holy Egyptian sun god whom he respected the most, summoning several high priests in the palace and speaking in front of the Egyptian Pharaoh.

After the young pharaoh learned of this, he rode here without saying a word.

However, on the way to this small town following the Pharaoh, Seth was skeptical. He saw his brother was killed by the Pharaoh with his own eyes, and was finally buried in a sea of ​​fire. Now, he was suddenly told that his brother might be alive. It is really……

The boy with violet pupils was right in front of Seth at the moment. Although his porcelain-white cheeks, which were very similar to the Pharaoh's but much more immature, were only facing him sideways, he recognized him at a glance.

Seth stared at Brother Wang intently, the rough rein was deeply embedded in his grasping palm, and that handsome face looked terrifying for some reason at this moment.

There was a strange emotion tightly clogged in his chest, which weighed heavily on his heart, making him almost out of breath.

He knew that he was very uncomfortable now, but he didn't know what the uncomfortable feeling in his heart was.

The sudden arrival of the crowd made the young brother subconsciously turn his head to look at them. Immediately, his eyes were attracted by the group of elite cavalrymen.

He turned his head, although there was still a little fear in his eyes, he raised his head and looked into those crimson eyes without hesitation.

"Several towns have been attacked by thieves... Please hurry up and save people!"

He said, looking at the boy king with a look of pleading in his eyes.

His hands tightly grasped the clothes on the young king's chest.

The young Pharaoh looked at his younger brother for a long time, until the fingers grabbing the clothes on his chest gently tugged a few times as if pleading, then he raised his head and glanced at Seth.

Priest Seth nodded knowingly, pulled the reins, and roared away with a group of cavalry behind him.

The young brother Wang watched the backs of the cavalry gradually disappear into the darkness and the dust, and there was a trace of worry on his face.

Suddenly, the gray-black horse under the two of them took two steps back.

The pure white steed that didn't know when to return was walking back and forth in front of the gray-black horse, snorting from time to time, looking restless, which made the gray-black horse back again and again in fright.

The haughty white horse seemed extremely annoyed at the fact that his master was riding on another horse, especially one that seemed inferior to him.

The young pharaoh jumped off his horse, and dragged his brother, who hadn't recovered yet, from his horse.

Then he pressed his hands on the horse, and jumped up lightly with a vigorous posture.

"come over."

Atum said, reaching out his hand to the young prince standing on the ground in a daze.

"what?"

The young Wangdi looked at his face, then at his outstretched hand, subconsciously took a few steps back.

"No, I can ride a horse myself."

He lowered his head and said vaguely, then turned around and walked towards the gray-black horse.

Just after taking a step, his body suddenly soared into the air.

With a pull on the rein, the pure white horse walked slowly forward a few steps.

The young Pharaoh bent down, stretched out his right arm, put his arm around his younger brother's waist, and immediately picked up Yu You and placed him in front of him.

Being suddenly picked up and forced to sit sideways on the horse's back, the young Wangdi moved a little uneasy, as if he still wanted to find a chance to jump off.

But the young Pharaoh held his arm very hard, shackling his smaller body in his arms, and embedded it tightly.Yugi could barely move, and it was difficult to even move his body.

Because there was no order from the owner, the horse, as white as a cloud, stayed in place quietly, motionless.

Yatum took off the thin chain with the half-burned golden ring from his neck, and stretched out his hand to put it directly on his brother's neck.

But as soon as the chain stretched over, it was stopped by the young brother Wang who stretched out his hand.

The violet eyes looked at him with a little confusion, a little fear, and then shook his head hesitantly.

"I do not want."

Saying so, Yuyou shrank his body subconsciously, as if trying to avoid the ring.

He doesn't like that gold ring.

Seeing the actions of the younger brother in his arms, a trace of anger suddenly ignited in the depths of the crimson pupils.

Atum grabbed his brother's wrist that was holding him back, and forcefully suppressed that hand.Because of the sudden outburst of anger, he didn't pay attention to the strength in his hand for a moment, and the light brown fingers left a few strangle marks on the opponent's slender wrist.

The pain in his wrist made Yu Yu frowned reflexively. With such a dazed effort, the thin chain with the gold ring was firmly hanging around his neck.

Without giving him another chance to speak, the young Pharaoh pulled the rein with his right hand and let the white horse gallop under him.

Letting the steed gallop under him, Yatum didn't say anything, but his left hand was tightly hugging the younger brother in his arms.

The moonlight fell on the edge of the golden ring, and the refracted light illuminated the pale golden life brand on the white porcelain skin.

That ray of light also illuminated the immature face of the Egyptian prince who looked down at the golden ring.

Those eyes blinked lightly, and the depths of the violet pupils seemed to be penetrated by that bright light, which flashed past.

Although the high priest Seth led the cavalry to take a step ahead, but because the young king was riding a white horse selected from thousands of miles, Seth had just arrived in the small town where the king's brother lived, so he sent a group of people and horses away. When they were dispatched to rescue two nearby towns, the boy king and his younger brother followed closely to the town.

Seth led the remaining ten or so elite cavalry to meet the king, and suddenly noticed a movement in the bushes not far away.

"Who!"

He yelled sharply, and the dozen or so elite cavalry immediately jumped off their horses, drew their weapons, and quickly guarded the pharaoh and the great priest.

The bush moved again, and a man stepped out of it.

The black-haired youth ignored the group of soldiers who looked at him warily, and walked straight towards the pharaoh.

But he didn't stimulate this group of loyal soldiers too much, and stopped when he was still some distance away from the Pharaoh.A few soldiers couldn't help but approached him a few steps, but was stopped by the high priest Seth with a complicated expression.

The dark-haired young man's eyes have been looking in one direction since he appeared.

"Master, it's good that you are fine."

he said, smiling at his master, with a look of great relief in his eyes.

"The townspeople have already hid in the mountains. I am worried about you, so let them stay in a safe place in the mountains and wait for you here."

Knowing what question his master most wanted to ask at this moment, Ke Ya said it in advance.

"Thank you, Keya."

The young Wangdi also seemed to be relieved.

After spending so much effort, it would be too embarrassing to come back and still see the corpses of those townspeople.

"No, it's better than nothing to see you back safely."

The black-haired attendant moved his eyes upwards, glanced at the young king, and immediately returned to his master's face, with a little confusion in his voice.

"Master, you..."

Because he was not used to having conversations with his servants at such a long distance, Yu Yu subconsciously wanted to jump off the horse and walk over to Keya.But just moved, the light brown arm holding him immediately tightened a bit, making him unable to move.

He raised his head and glanced at the person who was holding him. The young Pharaoh stared sharply at Ke Ya in front of him, and didn't look at him.

"why?"

When the young king spoke, his face seemed calm, but there was an irrepressible anger in his tone.

The body of the black-haired attendant, who was facing the powerful pressure of the young pharaoh, moved uncomfortably, almost barely controlling his legs to prevent it from retreating.

He lowered his eyes, even though he was also full of anger, but the cold and powerful gaze of the Young King made him unable to meet his gaze.

"I think you should understand."

He answered with his head down.

Even if he didn't look up, he could still feel the sharp light oppressing him that would almost tear him apart.

More than three months ago, Ke Ya managed to break into the interior of Yaden's forces, and tried his best to get close to Yaden, just because of Yaden's direct royal blood.

In fact, after learning about the existence of the golden slate from Li Ziqiu, as long as Keya returned to the palace and told the Pharaoh about it, he could directly get the royal blood from the king, and the younger brother could be resurrected immediately.

But he didn't tell the Pharaoh about this, he chose to try his best and even risk the risk of failure to obtain Adun's blood instead of begging the Pharaoh.

Ke Ya knew very well that since His Royal Highness would rather keep silent in front of the Pharaoh and choose to die, then he would never be willing to resurrect him with Pharaoh's blood.

"Brother Wang."

The young pharaoh stared at Ke Ya, who has been silent.

So the person who opened his mouth to break the almost suffocating silence was the young priest standing by.

"Since it's already... why don't you contact the palace as soon as possible?"

Seth said unhappily, frowning and looking at the young Wangdi.

"Hey?"

Brother Wang, who had been tightly hugged by the young king, was looking left and right. From time to time, he looked at the pharaoh who was holding him, then at Ke Ya who was standing opposite him with his head lowered, and then looked up to the other side in the distance. Looking in the direction of the two towns.

The great priest stared at him and suddenly opened his mouth, seeming to startle him.

Violet pupils glanced at Seth, then carefully looked left and right for a while, and then looked back at Seth hesitantly.

"Are you calling me?"

Brother Wang's immature face was full of confusion at the moment.

"Uh, this priest, I don't have that name..."

Before he could speak, his chin was suddenly pinched by the light brown hand and suddenly lifted up.

In the dark night, the crimson pupils, which were as gorgeous as burning red gemstones, stared at the young prince's face without blinking, his sharp eyes seemed to want to dive directly into the deepest part of the other's eyes.

The light purple eyes blinked a few times, they were the same transparent color as before, so clear that no trace of shadow could be seen.

The young Wangdi tugged at the hand holding his chin, trying to get Atum to let go. After failing to do so, he glared at Atum with an unhappy look on his face.

The young Pharaoh was startled, but after realizing it, he let go of his hand quickly.

"It hurts?"

He asked in a low voice, his light brown fingers lightly slid over the place he had pinched just now, leaving a slight red mark on his porcelain-white complexion.

"never mind."

The always-talking boy generously expressed that he didn't care, and then he reached out to take the thin chain off his neck.

"This is back to you."

Just now he was concerned about the safety of the townspeople here, so he didn't want to argue with this person in that situation.

Now that I know I made a mistake, I naturally want to return the things.

It's just that his hand just touched the chain around his neck, but he was suddenly pressed down by the light brown hand.