The Fall of a Tyrant

更新时间2015-7-1113:32:42字数：2155

At night, it was very quiet, and the peach trees outside the window rustled due to the wind, lonely and ethereal.

At this time, there was a small and cautious sound in the quiet room, and Vulcan, who was in a light sleep, was completely awakened. He fell asleep with great difficulty, and now he lost all sleepiness.

Turning his head, the light of the cold moon entered the room, and everything inside was captured by Vulcan's eyes in a fluttering manner.

I saw a tall figure with his back facing the table. Everything about that person was hidden under the cloak, making it difficult for Vulcan to figure out his movements.

He quietly clenched the only weapon by his side, but the pain in his arm made him let go again.

He has no way to use weapons to defend against dangers that may arise at any time.

Finally, the man caught Vulcan's slight movement in a very short time, he turned around and took a step forward to meet Vulcan's eyes, without the expected danger, he asked him in a light tone: "Are you awake?" .”

His voice was somewhat blocked, he stuffed his hands into his mouth, he was eating ecstasy, and looking at the table, several plates of delicate pastries were swept away.

The saber was exposed, and it was the blood coagulation sword lost by Vulcan, and Vulcan immediately knew the identity of this person.

It was the emissary of Wulian and the sword thief who ran into him in the villa last time.

"Why are you still here?" Vulcan couldn't help but relax a little when he saw that he was not threatening.

"There are a lot of people out there who want to assassinate us, so I want to avoid the limelight here. By the way, I'm here to return the sword. Your sword doesn't work at all, so it's more convenient to use a hidden weapon."

He muttered a few words in dissatisfaction and began to take off his belt.

"No need, you can deal with it."

Vulcan interrupted him, the sword echoed his Xuanhan Qi, now that he has no Xuanhan Qi, it is meaningless to keep this sword.

"Oh. By the way, my name is Atsushi Murasaki, and my brothers all call me Little Zi."

Brothers? !

Vulcan glanced at him lightly, and heard that Wulian had four great ambassadors, and Zi Yuandun was taller than ordinary people, but his temperament was very perverted, his laziness was evident, and he was estimated to be eighteen or nineteen. Years old, presumably the most beloved youngest.

It's just that he is here alone for some reason, but Vulcan has no leisure to take care of these insignificant things.

He turned sideways and said, "Go out after eating."

Not long after the words fell, there was a burst of cold fragrance accompanied by the tinkling of the bells, Zi Yuan had already jumped on the window coffin, he turned around and cast his eyes on the person on the bed.

"I'll come again next time."

When the figure came out of the window, Vulcan only remembered seeing a pair of clear and mysterious purple pupils.

For a few days in a row, Murasakihara would fulfill his promise and appear in Vulcan's room, picking his time every time, staggering with Kise.

He was still wearing a cloak, and the pastry never left his hand. Vulcan didn't bother to care about him when he was not in good spirits, except for the annoying chatter in the room, it was not harmful.

On this day, not long after Huang Lai left, Ziyuan's figure jumped in again, Vulcan was used to it, and was not as vigilant as he was at the beginning.

Sure enough, Ziyuan's eyes lit up, and he was attracted by the fresh dim sum again. He took off his hood without avoiding suspicion, revealing his glazed purple hair, and then started to eat.

His hair was very long, gently tied behind his head by a braided headband, and then wrapped around his ears, and his left ear seemed to be wearing a string of delicate and light earrings.

A rare hair accessory, at least in this country, very exotic.

Ziyuan turned around and came in front of Vulcan with the dim sum in his arms. He was a head taller than Vulcan. He just looked at Vulcan quietly with lowered eyes as if examining him, and even forgot to eat the snack.

"You seem very unhappy. I have never seen you smile. You always have a stiff face. It makes me feel tired."

Vulcan looked back blankly, the face in front of him was very handsome, without the sharpness of a mature man, but with a softness unique to a teenager, and a trace of lazy coquettishness.

"Here you are." He handed Vulcan a piece of hibiscus cake, "Eat something delicious and you will feel better."

"Don't talk to me." Vulcan refused him.

Ziyuan had no choice but to give up, and after he had eaten and drank enough, he fell asleep on Vulcan's bed.

"What are you doing?" Vulcan stood up in shock, "Who allowed you to sleep here?!"

Ziyuan rubbed his eyes, dissatisfied: "Don't disturb my sleep, be careful I crush you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he started to snort, letting Vulcan drive him away, but it didn't work at all.For a few days, Vulcan was still receiving Kise's treatment, so far the two of them hadn't had much contact with each other, and Kise was kept out.

The moonlight is clear and the atmosphere is good tonight. Sakurai proposes that tonight's dinner be held in Juwating.

After tidying up his things, he stepped back, and the lamp hung on the top, illuminating everything below.

Vulcan was in the pavilion, not interested in the food in front of him, so he drank the pot of sake under the moonlight.

The cold light was desolate, the huge courtyard was empty and lifeless, the Vulcan put down his chopsticks, and the food in his mouth did not taste good.

"Drinking alone in the pavilion is a pleasure." Huang Lai's voice followed the approaching footsteps.

Vulcan was disturbed by it, and cast his gaze over it wordlessly, the slight frown between his brows reflected his current displeasure.

Huang Lai sat down across from him, and told the servant boy who was following behind him: "Let the dining room cook some more good dishes, so don't delay my interest with Little Vulcan."

"Why do you have time to come here today?" Vulcan mocked him.

"I've been thinking about you, but you don't want to see me, so I had to come here in person."

He spoke ambiguously, and at the same time reached out and held Vulcan's hand on the table, and the relationship was very harmonious.

Vulcan glanced at him coldly, and immediately withdrew his hand.

"How can you bother Nanshan Miaolang to worry about such trivial matters. If you are allowed to stay here, your status must be lowered a lot, so please come back."

"Little Vulcan still likes to joke. By the way, I heard that you like cakes in the past few days. I specially sent someone to Jiangnan Qingzhuang to bring back the specialties there. Qingzhuang's cakes are famous all over the world. I will send you to try them then." taste."

Vulcan gave him a meaningful look, and the person in front of him was full of smiles.

"No need, Kise, I don't know why you suddenly changed your attitude towards such a wicked person like me, but I tell you clearly, I have nothing now, except for this life, I have no use value, So you don't need to be hypocritical anymore."

Vulcan finally said what he had been holding back in his heart for the past few days, whether it was about his future or not, it was good for everyone.

"You still look at me like this?" Kise seemed dissatisfied, with an injured expression on his face, and said: "I already have everything, what else can I not get, now I just treat it with hospitality That's all for you, why don't you understand my mind?!"

He speaks the truth, with deep affection.

But how could Kise's mood be guessed by Vulcan, Vulcan got up and stopped looking at him, but turned his back to look at the things outside the pavilion, instead of guessing whether what he said was true or not, he hadn't forgotten Kise It's about Nanshan Fox.

Several waiters stepped forward to place the prepared food and wine on the table, then hurried down.