Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

The cherry petals that have not disappeared for thousands of years are floating in the air, drifting with the wind, looking around the main maru, and finally one floats, slowly falls, touches on the pink figure, and then follows the other side. The pink hair slid to the ground, staining the ground together with its partners.

Zong San Zuowen is holding a bat fan, dancing lightly, his slender body contrasts with the complicated and heavy dress, making him even more charming, with a faint smile on his face, and his different pupils flickering slightly Guanghui, he gently put away the folding fan, silently recited the tune in his heart, and danced to the beat, like a fairy descending to earth.

Jiang Xue Zuowen was holding a cup of tea, looking at his younger brother's elegant figure, the corners of his mouth could not help but raised, revealing a smile of relief or joy, holding a grain of rice in his hand, and the carving knife in his hand was moving rapidly, In a short while, he carved a Buddhist saying on the grain of rice, and gently handed it to Xiao Ye, who was beside him with star eyes, and gently rubbed his head.

Watching his elder brother carving on the rice grain with glowing eyes, Xiao Ye Zuowen stretched out his hands and took the rice grain. His big watery eyes were filled with admiration and longing. The rice grains are put away.

——This is a grain of rice carved by my brother himself!Carved by hand!Go back and confess!Yes, put a few sticks of incense every day to offer up!

Unaware that his younger brother has worshiped him to such an extent that he confessed his works, Jiang Xue Zuowen sighed in his heart for his younger brother's healing ability, and continued to immerse himself in Zongsan's dance.

Today is not an important day. If it is really important, it probably means that the Holy Grail War has finally come to an end, right?

But this is nothing, for everyone in this pill, it is just the end of a "longer time" battle.

Jiang Xue Zuowen chuckled lightly, drank the tea in the teacup, and sighed leisurely, "War... I hate it, but it is something I can't avoid. How sad it is..."

Xiaoye Zuowen sat aside, making tea quietly, without answering his words.

Knowing that his elder brother was just sighing and sighing everyday, he gently poured the re-brewed tea into the teacup in Jiang Xuezuo's writing, then put the teapot back to its original position, looked up at Zong Sanzuo's writing, roughly calculated After a while, Zongsan's teacup was filled again.

Elder brother is about to finish dancing this song, so it is time to drink tea. The temperature of the tea is just right, and it is also suitable for elder brother to drink.

↑ Today's Xiao Ye is still the little padded jacket of the brothers!

Zong San's left words were as expected by Xiao Ye, but after a while, he finished the song, slowly closed his posture, walked slowly towards the brothers sitting on the veranda, and slowly sat down beside them.

He tilted his head slightly, touched the teacup with his hand, and found that the temperature of the tea was just cool, and smiled at Xiaoye. The original charm of dancing had not faded away, and with the corners of his mouth raised, he brought out all kinds of charming.

Sipping a sip of tea to calm down the turbulent breath, Zong San Zuo Wenwen turned his attention to Jiang Xue Zuo Wenwen who seemed to be wandering aside, and called out in a low voice: "Brother?"

"Huh? Zong San, your dance is still so pleasing to the eye." Jiang Xue regained consciousness from the left words, and smiled at Zong San, who couldn't see the appearance of a fugue just now.

Zong San’s left text didn’t point out this point either. He tapped the table with his fingers lightly. His slender and fair fingers became more and more conspicuous on the red square cloth. He quietly lifted the handle of the teacup. Waving, raised a gust of wind.

The flowery dress is heavy on his body, weighing on his slender and fragile body, but as the sword Fusangshen, he has never been a fragile existence, even if he is the representative item of "the king of the world" "And being imprisoned on that high platform, he never lost the muscular physique he should have.

It's just that compared to other swords, his size is not so obvious.

In the seemingly weak body, there is a huge power hidden, which is what he has always longed for. He is so eager to fight, and his instinct as a sword is restrained and cannot be realized. He is far away from the battlefield for too long. The desire/desire for the sword, I hope to break free from the identity of the "caged bird", soar in the free sky, no longer subject to any constraints.

But his elder brother, who is a Buddhist knife, hates war.

Zong San Zuowen, as Jiang Xuezuowen's younger brother, wouldn't he not know what his elder brother was thinking, but he just didn't express it.

In fact, my brother also knows that what he hates is not war, but the various effects of war, those people who lost their homes because of the war, those lands that were trampled because of the war, those who The ugliness of people's hearts due to the war, such things, made Jiang Xue Zuowen, who is a Buddha knife and originally merciful, grieve and mourn.

He often knows the sorrow of the world, isn't this world just so sad?

Sword Fusangshen has experienced the baptism of too much time, seen all the ugliness of human nature, the passage of time, and the changes of the times, but in the end it was just a sigh.

Too much not worth it, too many changes, too much helplessness, all manifested one by one in that time, just like them, born and broken in the war, who can escape the palm of fate?

Zong San Zuowen slightly lowered his head, looked at his palm, and clenched it slowly, the fist seemed to be full of strength.

We have become gods, heroes have become heroic spirits, protecting history and destroying history are all our own choices.

The so-called holy grail, the holy grail that fulfills the wishes of human beings, is it really possible to realize that wish?Is history really that easy to change?So what do we Honmaru who guard history do?These so-called wishes may not be the last dream.

Shallowly raised the corners of his mouth, Zong San smiled mockingly, then lowered his head and sipped his tea, suppressing all his thoughts in his heart, without expressing them.

He looked up at Jiang Xuezuo, who was concentrating on drinking tea, and asked, "Brother, don't you need to go to the Holy Grail War today? Didn't you say you need to fight today?"

Jiang Xue Zuowen blinked lightly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, before the time comes, Master said that he will come to inform me, and we will set off again when the time comes."

He brushed his fingers over the body around his waist, suppressed his smile, and his expression returned to normal again, "I don't know what the end of this Holy Grail War will be like, since it is a polluted thing, the result that I think it will lead to It’s not going to be good, I’m afraid it’s not from the worst angle to realize my wish.”

After thinking about it seriously, Jiang Xue Zuowen suddenly felt that this was really possible. He touched the scabbard, and finally his fingers stopped on the handle, and he held it firmly.

Fortunately, his body was put back on the scabbard, and when his fingers touched it, it was as if someone had touched his clothes, and he didn't have much other feelings.

He suddenly remembered Jiang Xuezhengzong's sneer before, and Jiang Xuezuo's words were also very surprised at the time, no one would have thought that an assassin who had exhausted all means in the Holy Grail War was actually a person who wanted "world peace" , how cruel is this?

As the sword Fusangshen, even though he has been feeling that if the war is over, the world can really be peaceful, but he still knows that there is no such thing as wanting world peace.

In this world, conflicts of interests can never be avoided. Where there are interests, there will be competition and fighting. It is never limited to real swords and guns.

Is such a person, such a person with not very clean methods, actually a peace lover?

He never thought that this Holy Grail might come with an approach like "Everyone in the world is destroyed, and the world is peaceful"?

↑This is Jiang Xuezuo's text, who doesn't know the truth about herself at all

He chuckled lightly, and let out a sigh from his mouth, "Oh... how can there be real peace in this world? But if war... the kind of battle that requires exhausting everything and covers a large area can be Just finish it."

Zongsan Zuowen and Xiaoye Zuowen looked at their elder brother in surprise, they didn't expect him to "change" their minds, no, or narrowed down the scope of their wishes to a certain extent.

Could it be that the Holy Grail War enlightened my brother?

Zongsan and Xiaoye looked at each other, and suddenly felt the desire to be grateful for the Holy Grail. Maybe one day the elder brother really completely gave up the desire in his heart for the war to end?

Ah no, that's not right, if that's the case, he won't be the elder brother we know. At that time, it's better to think about whether the elder brother has been invaded by someone's spirit!If it's really the elder brother, and the real elder brother has given up his wish, maybe the world will be destroyed, right?

Jiang Xuezuo didn't know that his younger brothers had already opened up their minds, and he was still thinking about this war.

Thinking of the Holy Grail War which lasted only a week, he couldn't help but recall the "trauma" caused to Fuyuki City in the past few days.

But he saw it (from the broadcast screen kindly provided by the Government of Time)!

When those heroic spirits were fighting, street lamps, houses, and cars were all picked up and used without any scruples. Destroying a car was considered a trivial matter.

These magicians are really egotistical, completely ignoring the mood of these property owners.

Jiang Xue Zuowen made a bad comment in his heart for the Masters who participated in the Holy Grail War.

Natsume Takashi was also shot while lying down. If he knew, he might have smiled helplessly, saying that he obviously didn't play in the battle, but just fled for a while. What a shame!