I know the taste of the sea

Yes.

Permu Wright looked at Shen Jue quietly, and told himself in his heart——

It is not the real Miss Shen who is in that body now.

That was just a counterfeit.

He thought so, but he couldn't move his eyes away.

It's like a moth spends its whole life looking for its own light.

The moth ends up jumping into the flames and committing suicide, but what about Permu Wright?

He himself does not know.

Hearing what Wang Yu said, a bigger commotion erupted immediately. Shen Jue ignored them, and just raised his lips. He himself didn't know who was behind him when he laughed now, but when he stood with him, In the eyes of the three people on the opposite side, they couldn't help but have various reactions: "Oh? Then, as this 'true saint' said, I am just a villain who lives in a magpie's nest, so the world doesn't need me to save , you don’t need me to die, do you?”

Wang Yu's eyes widened slightly, as if she didn't expect to be able to reply to her like this, she couldn't control it for a while, she was about to yell subconsciously, and it was at this time that the system sound in her head suddenly increased a few degrees— —

【Shut up!Don't say it! 】

Wang Yu suddenly stopped.

She tried her best to swallow the sentence "You don't deserve to die because you took over my body", biting her lip and pretending to be dumb.

But Wang Yu doesn't need to feel wronged, because if she doesn't speak, someone will speak for her.

Song Cijing looked at Shen Jue and said, "You have snatched A Jue's body, I can't let you use this face to bluff and deceive."

Song Cijing's dark green eyes were full of expressions that Shen Jue couldn't understand.

It seemed that he had made up his mind to make a distinction with him: "Besides, only after you die can the position of the saint of the Temple of Chaos be returned to the real saint, and only those who have been bewitched by you can come out."

Shen Jue was slightly taken aback.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he actually felt that Song Cijing's words were not only referring to Lules following Wang Yu's words, but also... himself.

Shen Jue looked at 99% of Song Cijing's head, and suddenly felt that the matter was really funny.

"...You're right." Shen Jue snorted lightly: "But I don't care for a mere saint from the Temple of Chaos. If the little green tea next to you wants it, let her take it. She wants'Shen Jue 'I can also give her the name, but in order to let me die, I will not hesitate to start a war and let everyone be buried with me, isn't my influence as a 'fake' a bit too big?"

Hearing this, the people below couldn't help discussing again.

That's right, isn't it a very simple thing to kill a counterfeit?Why do we have to start a war?Why did you have to attack the Talos Empire?

Song Cijing: "Your Majesty was bewitched by you..."

"Song Cijing," before he finished speaking, Shen Jue interrupted him impatiently. He looked ridiculously at Song Cijing who was still uttering this set of rhetoric: "In the past, you said that I was bewitched by Your Majesty, Now you say that Your Majesty was bewitched by me, who is it that is bewitching people?"

He finally gave Permu Wright a look: "Duke Wright's ability is to confuse people's hearts. He is standing on your side. Who is confused by whom?"

Song Cijing paused for a moment, his expression almost collapsed uncontrollably for a moment.

He lowered his eyes and covered the look in his eyes with eyelashes, but his slightly trembling hands still revealed his emotions.

The last words that crushed him to death were uttered by Shen Jue: "Mr. Song, if I can go back to the time when I was 12 years old, I will definitely not go with you."

Song Cijing's hand clenched into a fist. This is the first time he has shown such real and vivid emotions in front of outsiders. He no longer looks like an AI with a set expression, but instead looks like A real human being also fell from the altar held by thousands of people: "Ah Jue?!"

He just yelled this, but only the two of them knew how much information it contained.

Song Cijing raised his eyes, and met Shen Jue's indifferent pupils.

No one can imitate those light golden eyes that are unique, so what if Wang Yu found exactly the same colored contact lenses?

No one can replicate the brilliance in Shen Jue's eyes.

Song Cijing always felt that as long as he looked into Shen Jue's eyes, he seemed to have read all the scenery in the world.

It completely confirmed the sentence that thousands of lights are less than half of his eyebrows and eyes.

Those eyes always look at him with a smile and admiration, he is more than one round older than him, he is already 35 this year, but Song Cijing has never had those delusions.

He just wanted to watch him smile back at him forever, and then happily call him "Mr. Song".

As if knocking on some secret door suddenly, the thorns hidden in Song Cijing's body retracted little by little.

...It turned out that Song Cijing closed his eyes and gave a wry smile.

It turns out that his original intention has always been this.

"...A Jue."

Song Cijing waved his hand wearily: "Let's go."

Shen Jue was taken aback for a moment, wondering what was going on in this person's mind, and he heard that Song Ci's mirror image was lost: "It's really strange, why do I always soften my heart to you."

When he was in the Temple of Chaos, the little "girl" complained that the scriptures were too long and difficult to memorize, and he couldn't keep up with the class, so he softened his heart and quietly taught the "girl" a small lesson.

People in Chaos Temple are not allowed to go out at will, but the "girl" is playful and lively, so he always secretly takes her out to play alone.

All principles and rules become nothingness when they meet "girls".

As long as she asks for anything, he can't help but agree.

My heart softens again and again...

Song Ci felt at a loss for a while.

He didn't know how the self in the "dream" managed to force him to watch the "girl" grow up so cruelly, and he didn't know why he looked at the "girl" in pain but remained indifferent.

He was so strange like that.

Song Cijing thought, when he took the "girl" back to the Temple of Chaos, what he clearly thought was——

"Put such a person by your side, look at her clean and beautiful eyes and smile from time to time, and you can control your hypocritical and ugly thoughts, right?"

Wang Yu looked at Song Cijing in disbelief: "Mr. Song?"

The girl's soft and timid voice interrupted Song Cijing's thoughts, but Song Cijing didn't look at her again, as if he didn't want to struggle anymore, he turned around and walked deep into the temple of Chaos: "You can't replace me after all. he."

He said softly: "I've noticed it for a long time... when he left, and when you appeared."

Song Cijing didn't speak completely, but Wang Yu obviously understood what he was talking about.

She looked at Song Cijing in astonishment, and for a moment she panicked and wanted to grab Song Cijing's hand, but the priest who followed Song Cijing mercilessly placed the magic stick between the two of them: "Wang Miss."

The last layer of skin was ruthlessly torn off. The aged priest had accompanied Song Cijing for many years. When Song Cijing told Shen Jue to leave, she already understood Song Cijing's meaning: "You are no longer the Temple of Chaos." Shen Jue is the only one who will always be the saint. Your name is Wang Yu, not Shen Jue."

When Song Cijing's back gradually faded away, the old priest bowed to the stupefied crowd: "Sorry everyone, the private affairs of the Temple of Chaos have been made outside, and it is the Temple of Chaos' dereliction of duty. From now on, the Chaos Temple The Shrine is closed."

Before Shen Jue had time to insert a word: "...???"

What's the situation?

Exm?

Hello?

Wang Yu, who had been skinned, looked anxiously at Pomu Wright: "Your Excellency..."

"Don't be afraid." Pomu Wright frowned slightly, and glanced at the crowd that had faintly started to riot: "You go back to the Duke's mansion with me first, don't worry, I will protect you."

Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, even without Qing Feng and Song Cijing, she still has Permu Wright.

She nodded, her eyes were slightly red: "Thank you."

The farce has come to an end with the temporary closure of the Temple of Chaos. Although Shen Jue does not know what disease Song Cijing has suffered from, at least the Temple of Chaos will no longer unite with the Freedom Alliance... …

Anyway, it is also good news.

Shen Jue thought about Song Cijing's back that seemed to have aged a lot when he left, and decisively activated the intelligent driving system to drive the aircraft - to find Bai Li.

As he said, since then he and Song Cijing—

Gratitude is absolute.

Leaving the crowded place, Qing Feng also walked out from Shen Jue's shadow, and now Shen Jue was free, so he asked him: "Why did you choose to stand by my side instead of protecting the weak and helpless man?" Wang Yu? She is also the type you want to protect, I believe she has already told you, she is even more miserable."

The well-known straight guy on the forum Qingfeng nodded: "Yes."

He paused: "I don't know either."

Probably because she was afraid that Shen Jue would speak to him in that tone again, Qing Feng thought for a while and then quickly added: "But I'm afraid that what happened in my dream will happen."

He pursed his pale lips due to excessive consumption: "You and them...seem to be different."

He just felt a little sad when they died.

But the person in front of him disappeared... Qing Feng felt as if her world had collapsed.

What I had been insisting on and pursuing all along disappeared with the wind.

Shen Jue looked at him for a long time, and finally smiled: "Although it was really annoying before, we are friends from now on."

When he said these words, Qing Feng's unexplained favorability degree flickering on the top of his head finally froze.

Shen Jue saw a not-so-perfect but beautiful number: 99%.

Qing Feng also nodded: "...Thank you."

"It might be late, but I'm sorry," he said.

Shen Jue laughed, and was just about to make a few jokes with him, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong behind all these things, and the core point was——

"Qing Feng." Shen Jue frowned, "Where's Lules?"

Qing Feng thought for a while: "He seems to have gone to father's place."

The father he said is the boss of the air pirates, his adoptive father: "He wants to negotiate with his father, so that his father will not join forces with the Freedom Alliance to start this war."

Shen Jue was slightly startled, and heard Qing Feng's next sentence: "He wants to exchange his life for yours."

Shen Jue: "!"

He panicked, and was about to ask more questions, but suddenly paused.

wrong.

If Lulus really wanted to take this trick, why didn't he do it in 221 times?

He must have gone, but failed...

Then why did Lululu try again this time?

Could it be because he has a hard head?

no……

Shen Jue frowned tightly, always feeling that he missed something important, including the change of Song Cijing's attitude...

and many more?

Shen Jue looked at Qing Feng in astonishment, and unlocked the most crucial word.

dream.

Permu Wright said that he had a dream, and Qing Feng also said that he had a dream, but did the protagonist of the strategy dream about the first life?

Did Song Cijing and Bai Li also dream about it?

Obviously none of those 221 times they had such a dream, so why this time?

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