After the Krypton Gold overturned in the love game

Mingguangyuan murmured and said in a low voice: "But you are still fooled."

Zenyuan Shier licked his lips and said, "As long as you say, I will believe it. How about it, do you want to lie to me again?"

Mingguangyuan was a little moved.

He took off the hat and scarf that got in the way, his cheeks were rosy: "Then lie again!"

He is really cute like this.

Zenyuan Shier wrapped him in his arms, and couldn't help but say one more sentence: "Little liar."

During the night at the Chanyuan family, Shi Er couldn't do anything else.

When he returned to his room, it was probably Naoya's order in advance, the room had been cleaned in advance, and the bedding was brand new.

They came back too late today. Originally, they planned to have a good talk with Zhibi people, but the other party had no intention of seeing them tonight, so they had to stay in this annoying place for an extra day.

As long as there is Shier in Mingguang Academy, he doesn't care much about the surrounding environment.Zenyuan Shier has been picking and choosing for a long time.The furnishings in the room are still the same as when he left, and all the things in Mingguangyuan are still there.

There were originally two people living in this room. Previously, Shier always thought that it would be okay if it was smaller. It would be great if Mingguangyuan could be brought closer to him, but after he got used to living in a spacious room, he felt like this Small rooms are really troublesome.

Although the Chanyuan family is in a place far away from human habitation, it is still not as secluded as Yayuan.Although conjurers have rigid concepts, they are not rigid at all in terms of enjoyment.

The Milky Way floating in the sky cannot be seen on a brightly lit night.Mingguangyuan couldn't see the stars anymore, so he went to take a bath listlessly.Mingguangyuan dried his hair indiscriminately, and when he turned around to say something, Shi Er pressed him on the soft quilt.

The man's body was hot, and he said softly, "When you first moved here, I fantasized about many future days."

Mingguangyuan rubbed his head against his neck: "What kind of fantasy is that?"

Zenyuan Shier thought for a while: "There are many fantasies, but... this is the best one."

Mingguangyuan reminded him: "When Jie and Wu quarreled before, Hui kept crying. You said at that time that this is a life like a nightmare."

Zenyuan Shier laughed: "They are not here, can I have a good dream?"

Mingguangyuan stammered, "What, what dream?"

Chanyuan Shi'er rubbed the corner of Mingguangyuan's mouth with his fingers, his voice was hoarse: "Remember to keep your voice down."

These years of accompanying each other finally turned into a night of snow and moon.The winter this year was slightly warmer than usual, and the snow was mostly mixed with rain.Meiguangyuan heard the sound of rain or snow hitting the windows, crackling.

But he had no time to look, nor did he have the heart to look.

At the height of his love, his consciousness was completely confused.He didn't know where he was, nor what time it was.He just repeated the same words over and over: "I love you, I love you, I love you..."

Thousands of repetitions, like an oath and like a prayer.

This night's prayer was finally heard by the other party.

Zenyuan Shier stroked his lover's wet hair, his eyes were full of tenderness: "I love you too."

In a trance, as if he had heard his words, in the early morning of the next day, his lover's eyes were filled with anticipation, and he said, "Let's elope."

Zenyuan Shier suddenly felt that maybe what he wanted was never just a sweet dream.When he has a dream, he has a greedy heart, he will want the present, he will want the future, and he will want everything that has never been in the past.

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That night, Naoya didn't rest, he changed his clothes and went to find his uncle.

The Zenyuan family is a very large family, and the status of the young master of the main family and the young master of the branch family is very different.Conjurers also pay attention to bloodlines, and the bloodlines that have been passed down for thousands of years are the foundation of their foothold.

If they are lucky enough to be born in their own family and have strong spell power, then they can be raised by the stars and get everything they want.

Zenyuan Naoya is the one who was born with everything.

Perfect background, strong strength, as the father of the head of the family.

Everything seemed to be arranged, Chanyuan Zhizai walked into the room, and Uncle Shan was already waiting for him.When he saw Naoya, he first asked in a low voice, "Did you come here by yourself?"

Naoya didn't answer him, but imitated his tone and asked, "How are Maki and Maki?"

The Chanyuan Fan did not speak.

Zenyuan Naoya is a very frivolous person. He grew up with money, and he doesn't need to compliment anyone. For him, the people around him are only strong or weak, and there is no difference between closeness and closeness.

Naoya sneered: "Shen Er has a good face, although he has no magic power, but his strength is very good, it's a pity that his brain is a bit weak."

Chanyuan Fan looked sideways at him, apparently not liking to hear such words.

Naoya pointed to his own head: "You guys are too rigid, and you don't know how to change it at all-although the sky and the curse can't be on the table, but if you want to do some small tricks, Shier's tools that don't have magic power, Isn't that just right?"

The Chanyuan fan said coldly: "Do you want to accept that shame?"

Naoya answered him nonchalantly: "What's wrong, just gently cut off the line connecting him with the world, and there will be an extra tool, isn't that great?"

Zen Yuan smiled.

They talked all night, and the next morning, Chanyuan Naoya stood on the same road as yesterday, waiting for him.

He didn't wait long before he saw Zenyuan Shier coming over dragging the spell tool.Shi Er had just finished his morning exercise, and judging from the direction he was walking, it seemed that he was going to meet the Zhibi people.

Naoya took a look, Meiguangyuan was not with Shier, he turned his phone to check the time, feeling bored.Although Zhizai admired Shier very much, Shier didn't care about him at all.

They passed by.

Zhizai said casually: "Shier, you have a weakness."

Shi Er didn't even have the intention to look at him, the magic tool Qianli Lock was stretched in his hand, and it rubbed against the ground, making a piercing sound.He said indifferently: "So what."

Shi Er has concerns and worries, he can no longer give up everything and move forward.There are family members by his side, people he loves, and a few troublesome brats.He is not alone anymore.

It was as if the beast had put on the chains voluntarily.

Naoya said, "You've become weaker."

People in the Chanyuan family are like this. They only understand the power of spells, but they don't understand love and being loved at all.In an extremely oppressive environment, if you are a woman, you have to abide by extremely harsh rules. Naoya, as the only son of the head of the Buddhist monastery, and the young master of the family, when seeing him, even his aunt would respect him.

Shier is different, Shier is an outlier among them.

When Shier heard Naoya's words "You have become weaker", he didn't feel regretful, but felt a little lucky.He crawled out of the mud, and finally became a completely different appearance from them.

Shir continued walking.

Naoya felt uninterested in his defiant look.He has never lacked anything around him since he was a child, and he was not surprised at all when he saw the marks left on Shier's neck.

Naoya said quite seriously: "You had a chance to become stronger, let me help you. Uncle Shan will take care of your weakness. From then on, there will be nothing that can make you retreat."

Shir turned back sharply.

Zenyuan Naoya showed a malicious expression: "Uncle Shan, he went to kill him an hour ago. Didn't you notice? He hasn't contacted you until now, which means your weakness - he is dead. "

Shi'er grabbed Naoya's neck with one hand.The man's expression was as fierce as a ghost, and the veins on his arms were bulging: "Say it again?"

Naoya was strangled by him, and his whole face was a strange purple, but even so, there was still a sense of satisfaction on his face.Naoya said with difficulty: "You know...I will never lie to you. After today...you...will become the strongest."

Shi Er exerted a little force, and his fingers were embedded in Naoya's flesh.The other party's eyes turned white due to the strength of his hand, but Naoya laughed while dying, and his voice became hoarse and harsh because of this: "Hahaha, haha, it's already late, tonight... there is no weakness You...will be...the best...tool..."

Shi Er's pupils shrank, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably following Naoya's words.

Naoya broke free from his hand, he sat on the ground panting heavily, but there was no fear of dying in his eyes, he touched his neck and showed a crazy smile.

Uncle Shan will kill Mingguangyuan, and Zenyuan Shier, which has lost its shackles, will become the strongest in the world, and Shier will become the best tool for him to use.In revenge afterwards, Uncle Shan would definitely die under Shi Er's knife. Without these guys in the way, the Chanyuan family would become his property.

He won.

Naoya looked up at Shier.

The man dragged the magic tool Wanli Lock, and the long chain rubbed against the ground.The Tenni Hoko was pinned on his waist casually by him, and it was buzzing at the moment.Shi Er's expression was like that of a wild beast. He had no reason and no need for reason, and his whole body and mind were soaked in hatred.

to kill—

The man turned his head slightly, his body surging with murderous aura.Naoya's body was trembling with excitement in such a murderous aura, and the fingerprints on his neck had turned black and blue at this moment, looking extremely terrifying.

Naoya's voice was hoarse, but he didn't care.He became more and more excited, and shouted to the man in front of him: "Go, go take revenge, the shackles that locked you are no longer present, pave the way for me!"

Sanity no longer needs to exist.

This one and only treasure in the world has been lost.

Shir couldn't think, he was all about that man, that troublesome little liar.He put his soul on the other party's body, and now he has nothing to rely on for his soul, only this body remains in this world.

Is what Naoya said true?

He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.The brain has lost the ability to think, his reason is hanging on the other side, and he can't think.

Seeing Shier's appearance, Chanyuan Naoya burst out laughing.He clutched his neck, celebrating that he was one step closer to his dream.

As a Zenyuan family, they can love and be loved like ordinary people.All of this makes people extremely jealous, but so what?Without the magic power, no matter how strong the sky and the curse are, they are just tools at the mercy of others. Even if he has obtained all the happiness that a human can get, he lost it all tonight.

What will happen after that?

Zenyuan Naoya sat on the ground and coughed violently, but his expression became more excited.

an hour ago.

Mingguangyuan finally regained some strength, and Shi Er said that he was going to do morning exercises, and by the way, he would talk to Zhibiren face to face about what happened next.

Mingguangyuan stayed in bed for a while, and after sending Shier away, he ran to see the twins again.Although there are servants taking care of the baby room, after all, that kind of care only meets the minimum needs of the two babies.

It was the morning, and the entire Chanyuan house had to be cleaned, breakfast had to be prepared for the main family members of the Zenyuan, and the young masters of the branch family had to get up early to exercise. Every minute was precious and could not be wasted, and naturally no one cared about it. Those two babies.

When Mingguangyuan came, no one noticed.

Looking at the two sisters Zhenxi and Zhenyi, he always felt that the gene of the Chanyuan family was extremely strong.In Hui's special situation, it is probably because of the gift of the stork that he has such a great similarity with Shier.

But these two sisters and Shier can actually look so similar, and Mingguangyuan immediately has a good impression of them.

I don't know if Shier would spit bubbles when he was a child.

Mingguangyuan took a few photos with his mobile phone, and he skillfully sent them to his social software.At any rate, when he was in Yahara, Shire regularly confiscated his mobile phone, and when he returned home, Wujo Satoru, who had a very high talent, said nothing at all.

As soon as they were sent out, there was a message from Wutiaowu under those few photos, and the child shared it with Xia Youjie without fear of death.The moment Xia Youjie saw the photo, his eyes turned red again. No matter how the child looked at it, he felt that these two little babies were exactly the same as Zenyuan Shier.

The child sends a message to his teacher:? ? ?

It is rare for Mingguangyuan to reply seriously: They are Hui's sisters!

The child breathed a sigh of relief and didn't reply any more.Wujo Wushou stood in front of the mobile phone, waiting for a long time but didn't find the fun he wanted to watch, so he "cut" and continued to read the manga.

Mingguangyuan fantasized about Shier's childhood appearance in front of the two babies, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became.

The two of them are really cute——

The next second, Mingguangyuan turned around abruptly.

He has been with Shi'er for a long time, and Shi'er's five senses are very keen, and he can always judge whether there are people around him from the slightest sound.Although Mingguangyuan did not have his five keen senses, he gradually gained similar experience, so that he could roughly judge whether there was anyone nearby from the slightest voice.

The person who came was wearing wooden-soled shoes, but they made very little noise when walking. He had been exercising all year round.

When the other party walked into the room, Ming Guangyuan recognized the other party.

He is Zenyuan Fan, the biological father of the sisters.

Mingguangyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and he complimented: "Your child is very cute."

Chanyuan Fan never looked at the two children, he replied casually: "It's just trash."

Mingguangyuan frowned, but said nothing.Even he is very clear about the fact that there are many people with brain problems in the Chanyuan family, so it is really unnecessary to argue with them on this kind of matter.

Since he said such a thing, it is naturally impossible to make a special trip to accompany his daughter.

Mingguangyuan omitted those polite words, he said bluntly: "What are you here for?"

Chanyuan Fan originally wanted to say that he made a special trip to kill Mingguangyuan.

But when the words came to his lips, he thought of his two tainted daughters again, so he changed his words: "I'll deal with them."

Mingguang Academy thought he didn't hear clearly: "Deal with it?"

The Chanyuan fan sneered and said, "Didn't Shier tell you about the mantra pile? Back then, they couldn't deal with Shier because they were too indecisive. I won't make such a mistake for you."

Meiguangyuan's pupils contracted.

The Chanyuan fan went on to say: "They are my property. As a tool, she hinders the master. I have the right to dispose of them."

He said these words lightly, Mingguangyuan looked at him in disbelief, he could hardly imagine that the person in front of him would say such cruel words: "But they are your children."

The Chanyuan Fan sneered: "As a woman, but without strength, it is barely enough to be used as a tool. What is too much to call a tool that hinders the master, and it is useless?"

Mingguangyuan was silent.

Although Hui is a child given by the gods, he still treats it as his own blood.He is not qualified as a parent, but he still tries to give this child everything he can give him.

The tragedy of Zenyuan Shier will continue to repeat itself, and the future lives of these two children will still be hell.

When he heard the words of the Chanyuan fan, he seemed to be arguing with Shi Er in a trance.

Mingguangyuan murmured: "If there is no magic power, then don't fight. In the future, they will become singers and participate in the Red and White Song Festival, and maybe they will become doctors and save others in another way."

No one is born useless, unable to become a conjurer, then pursue other dreams.

The spell power on Zenyuan Fan spread layer by layer. He interrupted Mingguangyuan's speech: "What are you talking about? Because of them, I completely lost the possibility of becoming the head of the family. You know what a pity that is." ?"

His words were like a sharp thorn, and Mingguangyuan burst into anger: "But they are your children, as a father, don't you even have the slightest expectation?"

Chanyuan Fan said thoughtfully: "Maybe when they grow up, it might be useful for Zhenyi to work hard as a younger sister. But Maki can't do it. Her birth was a mistake, and it doesn't matter if she lacks anything." , she lacks magic power. It would be fine without her."

Meiguangyuan looked at the person in front of him very sadly.

Chanyuan Fan added: "Shi'er's birth was also a mistake, and Maki just followed in the footsteps of that trash."

Mingguangyuan said slowly: "You have gone astray, if you go further, you will no longer be able to call yourself a human being."

Hearing his words, Zenyuan Fan burst out laughing, holding a knife in his hand, with a wild expression on his face: "The way of the Buddha is the right way, and the way of Asura is not wrong! I chose to pursue power, so what can I blame if I get rid of my stains?" ?”

Mingguangyuan sneered: "If you really felt that what you did was correct, you wouldn't say such things to convince yourself now."

Chanyuan Fan looked at Mingguangyuan, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.The magic power on his body was condensed, and he had a sharp blade-like breath on his body after years of practice.

He said, "Mingguang Yuanjing, I'm here to kill you."

At that moment, the sword turned into a beautiful flower and bloomed on Meikoin's neck.There was a piercing sound as the weapons collided. Just as Meiguangyuan was about to deploy the magic circle to transform elements, his magic was interrupted.

He barely blocked the blow.

Zenyuan Fan watched Mingguangyuan's interrupted movement, and the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense.The mantra was concentrated on the knife, and at this moment, everything in front of him seemed to be cut off by him.

Mingguangyuan barely completed the magic, and threw its huge hand towards the Zenyuan fan, which disappeared in the next second.The Zen Courtyard Fan only regarded it as his technique. Although such a technique was rare, he felt relieved when he felt that the power attached to the attack was not too great. After the attack, the giant hand disappeared immediately. .

Mingguangyuan's palms felt a little numb.The Chanyuan Fan was not the kind of enemy he was good at dealing with.He is not good at melee combat, his body lacks exercise, and he only knows a little rough fighting skills.Even this little fighting skill was forcibly taught to him by Shire. If it wasn't for this reason, he might have fallen down by now.

Yang Yan, which has an absolute suppressive effect on the mantra spirit, cannot be used on the Chanyuan Fan's body, at most it only causes burns.Mingguangyuan's speed is not fast enough, he can't hurt the opponent, and magic needs to extract the free elements in the air in advance. Under such a critical situation, Mingguangyuan quickly thinks about the countermeasures.

Another knife.

The magic power of the Chanyuan fan has been integrated into his Juhe, and his hard practice every day makes him a high-ranking existence among magicians.

He is going to die here.

This thought flashed through Mingguangyuan's mind.

It is this kind of opponent that Mingguangyuan is the worst at dealing with.Fighting a curse spirit is a different experience than fighting a human being. Whether it is the sword drawing technique or the sword technique, they are all things that have been handed down for fighting humans.

Cursed spirits are irrational, and there is no similarity in the way they attack.

Besides, his melee combat ability is very weak. In fairness, Xia Youjie's training volume, the Mingguang Institute cannot persist.

But the more it came to this time, the more he couldn't back down.

The knife of Chanyuan Fan brushed across Mingguangyuan's face, leaving a tear-like wound under his eyes.Blood flowed out from the wound, and Mingguangyuan wiped the blood on his face indiscriminately, so half of his face was stained red. In the confrontation just now, he also left some wounds on his body, and his shirt was covered with blood. Drenched, Shi'er's coat belonging to the Chanyuan was covered with dazzling red.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Mingguangyuan calmly took out his phone.

At this time, Chanyuan Fan stopped attacking. He looked at Mingguangyuan coldly, admiring the embarrassment of the other party.

Mingguangyuan said gently: "I'm about to die, can I say a few last words?"

Zenyuan Fan stood aside, with a cold expression: "Last words? Hmph, the last words to your lover before dying, I'm afraid it will become a nightmare for his life, you are really cruel."

By the time Shier found this place, Mingguang Yuanjing was already a dead body.There is nothing wrong with letting him leave a few last words now.

He thought maliciously, it would be the best if Zenyuan Shier could accept his fate.

Mingguangyuan sighed, he was injured so badly that his vision was a little affected.After trying several times, he finally dialed the familiar number.

After a brief busy tone, the call was connected.

But the call was not made to Zenyuan Shier. Mingguangyuan looked at Zenyuan with incredible eyes, and he said very calmly: "Wu Tiao Wu, lend me money quickly, it is for life-saving, lend me more."

The author has something to say: On June 2021.6.15, [-], the text alchemy was replaced by magic, and the magic came from Kamen Rider WIZARD