[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

Startled, he subconsciously called the system: [Identify this person's identity! ]

[Congratulations to the host for discovering contestant No.8 Mo Lan. ]

"Xiu Yi." The man's quiet and sad voice sounded at the same time, "I... I'm sorry."

The tearing pain in the heart, combined with the roiling malice in the depths of the soul, seemed to be agitated again.Xiu opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Before he could realize it, something moist and hot seemed to slip down from his eyes.

In the next moment, there was pure white around him, and there was no distinction between heaven and earth.In front of him is an ancient huge stone slab, which resonates with the soul, and seems to be whispering with supreme allure.

As if bewitched, Xiu Yi took two steps forward, with his palms on the surface of the stone slab.

Only then did he realize that he was the seventh king, the colorless king.

Mo Lan seemed very at a loss, he could only take two steps forward to catch the man who suddenly became silent, how could this happen?With just a call, Xiu Yi suddenly passed out.

With the system in place, he was very clear that Xiu Yi didn't leave, but suddenly fell into a coma, frowning, and using the ability of "distorting space", the two disappeared into the distance.

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A colorless field unfolds, repelling everyone's approach.A thin layer of cold sweat broke out from Xiu Yi's whole body, and his extremely unstable state of mind fluctuated under the wrapping of his broken soul.

"Get away——pain—" unconsciously curled up into a ball, fingers clenched tightly on the bed under him, because of excessive force, even bloodstains appeared, but returned to its original state under some irresistible force.

Mo Lan couldn't stand it any longer, she was also colorless, but her gentle and steady strength wrapped her body as a shield, and she approached the young man step by step.His face was scratched by the force of the attack, and he didn't have the recovery ability that could be called Heaven-Defying King of Silver.

Therefore, it can only be tolerated in silence.

Finally, the short distance from the door to the bed was overcome with difficulty.Mo Lan, who was sore all over, insisted on not taking out the props accumulated in several worlds.

Because if you rebel against Sanctuary, it will hurt Shuichi.

He stretched out his arms to embrace the curled up young man, lay down with him, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, we're going home."

Gradually, the young man really stopped his self-torture and fell asleep in Mo Lan's arms.With his deep sleep, the colorless sanctuary finally calmed down and faded away.

The tired Mo Lan felt the slightly cold temperature in her arms, sighed softly, and closed her eyes.

Xiuyi entered that mysterious dream again, and was imprisoned in a memory that did not belong to him.This time, only through the blurred vision like a black veil, he is more like a bystander who has nothing to do with himself than the personal experience.

The festival lights are flickering.Xiu Yi didn't understand why he knew it was a festival, but actually, such a memory jumped out of his mind.

The extremely thin glutinous rice paper that is held in the hand will melt in the water, let alone pick up the goldfish.The sluggish Yumu seemed to be laughing at the young man's martial arts skills, but he couldn't catch even a goldfish.

Finally, he had to give up, turned around, said something to his companions, and walked towards the shooting booth.

One of the two companions was really familiar.

Isn't it the so-called Valkyrie in the previous memory?Xiu Yi was slightly puzzled, the current appearance did not look like an enemy at all.

The man took the bow and arrow with a smile, slightly bent his right leg, and leaned back slightly.Hold the bow body with your left hand, and slightly pluck the bowstring with your right hand.He tilted his head to aim, let go, and without any surprise, the arrow hit the red heart.

But when he looked back with a smile and caught sight of the thin figure of the young man, his whole body froze suddenly, and he had no time to care about the cheers of the crowd.As if remorseful, he looked into the young man's eyes.

Xiu Yi was startled, this feeling of being locked in, isn't it?

"Sorry, it's my fault, I really can't tell the position of the target." The body spoke, and the voice was exactly the same as last time, but without the frenzy, it was calm and self-possessed.

But the man didn't know why, but he pulled the young man to the booth almost domineeringly, and stuffed the bow and arrow into his hand.

"You..." The young man was caught off guard, he felt his hands sinking, and he was about to struggle subconsciously.

"Hold the bow," the man stopped the young man from trying to resist, and ordered in an unquestionable tone, "I'll help you aim."

"This, isn't it right?" The young man wanted to make a final resistance, but suddenly fell into a warm embrace.Feel, very reliable?Xiu was surprised, and he really felt this embrace, but he didn't feel any rejection at all.

The man put one hand on the young man's waist, while the other hand rested on his bow-drawing arm, lifting it up to slightly adjust the angle.

Without vision, other senses become extremely sensitive.Xiu Yi and the young man have almost truly become one, only to feel someone's steady breathing next to his ear, and his earlobe is a little itchy.Although he couldn't see it, he could still feel the hand on his waist put some strength into it, and the friction through the cloth was a little rough, which made his ears turn red as he seldom had physical contact with people.

Letting go of his hand trembling slightly, the arrow pierced through the air, drawing a sharp straight line, but slightly deviated from the target.

The memory ends.

Slightly opening his eyes, what he saw was messy black hair.The embrace around me, just like in that memory, is warm but overwhelming.

"Mo Lan, you?"

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The top of the Gozhu Tower, which symbolizes the highest power in Japan.

"Ask the king who inherits the power of the slate, are you here to fight?" The powerful golden force swept away, and the old man named Guochang Road Dajue, who was dressed in a Chinese dress, straightened up and turned to look at the door. outside the cyan field.

"With sharp swords and a peaceful talk, this is my wish." The King of Green, Zongxiang Reishi pushed his glasses and bowed slightly, "Long time no see, my lord."

"Excuse me, where is the body of the Silver King?"

In the middle of the hall, the empty glass coffin seemed to be mocking Munakata Reji for his misjudgment.

forgive and talk

"So you hope to get my forgiveness? Because, so-called, misunderstanding?" Xiu Yi picked up the warm milk on the table, took a sip, and asked softly, his words were full of sarcasm.

"Yes." Mo Lan didn't feel uncomfortable at all, instead she looked at Xiu Yi calmly, with deep remorse in her eyes, "I thought—"

Xiu Yi sneered, cut off his words, and said, "I thought I ate something I shouldn't eat, so I didn't even ask, and just killed me." As he spoke, he remembered the disgusting taste of human blood passing between his lips and teeth, Can't help but put down the milk cup heavily and stop eating.

"Too angry, I can't stand being betrayed by you." Seriously speaking the funniest words in the world, Mo Lan's expression remained unchanged, still looking directly at Xiu Yi.

Ridiculous, who betrayed whom?Xiu Yiben wanted to say this, but when he saw the man's black eyes, his heart softened unconsciously.

Unable to utter sarcasm, he became angry from embarrassment, and the colorless sanctuary immediately opened up. Even the former colorless clan couldn't bear the coercion of the king.Mo Lan was still sitting there with an ugly expression on her face, but she didn't intend to resist.

Did this person comfort himself under pressure in the same way last night?Xiu coughed lightly, not wanting to admit that he felt embarrassed at all, covered his slightly reddened ears, and took back the sanctuary.

Silence, neither of the two people who had their own thoughts wanted to speak.

"So you want to make it up to me?" Finally unable to bear it again, Xiu Yi turned his head to look at Mo Lan.When facing this person, I will always be confused.

Mo Lan nodded solemnly, placed the saber "Li" in her hand that never left her body across the dining table, and replied, "That's right."

Yatogami Kuro is an indispensable existence accompanying the Silver King. He is so powerful that he can even stand against Qing Wang Munakata Reishi on equal footing. He possesses the power to kill kings bestowed by the former colorless king Miwa. .Coupled with the binding props that Mo Lan may have obtained in the previous few worlds, his strength is unfathomable.

This will be the most powerful ally I can win in this world.Xiu Yi, who was used to taking advantage of other people's guilt, felt a little uncomfortable inside.

Did you help yourself just because of a little guilt?

"It's okay, just use it. Be my clan, at least this world, and help me." Xiuyi didn't know why he, who had always been unwilling to trust others, would say such words, but he couldn't help saying them.

Holding the slightly cooler hand of the young man in front of him, Mo Lan smiled: "As you wish, my king." Ken said the words to take advantage of, because he has sincerely recognized himself?The person in front of him was really unexpectedly awkward.

Originally, I wanted to make a bigger promise, such as "Allegiance to more than one world", but I was afraid that Xiu Yi would be forced to not believe in myself, so I could only plan step by step and slowly.Mo Lan sighed, this is what happened in the previous world.

Xiu Yi turned his head, with a bit of shyness on his face, and said softly, "Go to Izanashe, I want his body."

Going through the plot is the best choice, and by the way, return this body to the rightful owner.The whitewashed and colorless script is ready.

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In the prison, the Chi Wang Zhou Fangzun, whose hands were locked by huge shackles, silently watched the fallen