The whole universe is praising my vest

Bai Ye glanced at the scholar's earnest expression: "I said that the God Killing Sword is an ordinary long sword that he has been wearing all the time. Some people don't believe me. I said that the Lord God of Time and Space must have died in his hands. You wonder if he used external forces. After I die, the life that has been in contact with him will disappear completely, I really want you to see him with your own eyes, lest you doubt him any more, and fight for unnecessary speculation."

The scholar bowed slightly, adhering to the idea of ​​seeking truth from facts and said: "First of all, I would like to thank President Bai Ye for providing us with a lot of valuable information about the godslayer. We will fulfill your wish and make the image of the godslayer live in the hearts of countless people forever. Will you I am also grateful for the opportunity to watch the experience of Killing God Sword."

"However, Godslayer's swordsmanship has advanced to the realm of gods, and you did not participate in the process of killing the main god, let alone witnessed it yourself. There is no real evidence. Your blind faith in Godslayer is too high, I can't tell you The conjectures are accepted as historical facts.”

Bai Ye sneered: "Many people suspect that the essence is that they don't believe that their kind can reach this level. The god who died by the sword never imagined that human beings could stand on His head."

At this time, scholars became more serious: "Now that we have obtained the Godslayer Sword, we can confirm that the Godslayer Sword does not contain shocking power as some people guessed. Those who own the sword can even become the next Godslayer."

According to the current observations of the Godslayer Sword by the First Galaxy, the chances of picking up the sword, not to mention approaching the height of the Godslayer, comparable to the old White Night are slim.

But they really have no choice but to increase their strength a little bit.The legend of the Godslayer is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even if the cold data tells them that this broken sword is far from its former glory, they can't help but have expectations for the Godslayer.

The council thought that the person who could be selected by the Sword of Killing God might have the aptitude to perform miracles.

Councilor Wei raised his hand: "Can you take me with you?"

The testimony of a scholar is too little. Councilor Wei represents the official authority. With the joint testimony of him and the scholar, there will no longer be any doubts about the Godslayer.Therefore, Bai Ye nodded, as agreement.

An He didn't understand.

It was originally a student's assessment, but how did it suddenly become the experience of reading the Sword of Killing God?

As scholars say, objects have language, and the story of the godslayer can indeed be clarified through the sword of killing gods.

An He felt that this was no less than his public execution.

The system explained: "Host, don't be embarrassed."

An He was expressionless: "This feeling is really strange."

Bai Ye was about to turn on the beam of light, and put the Killing God Sword back into the sword stand.

The sword stand was specially remodeled, and it has the effect of calming and calming the Sword of Killing God.

Let the God-killing Sword be quiet, so that it is convenient to read the information, otherwise, if something unexpected happens, the God-killing Sword is too fragile, and Bai Ye is worried about hurting it.

Feeling unwilling to reconcile, Wei lowered his head deeply and begged again: "Please give me another chance, principal. No matter what the consequences are, I will bear them myself."

"The injury caused by the Sword of Killing God is difficult to treat, and it may leave sequelae to your body, are you sure?" Councilor Wei said.

Wei Fang hesitated for a moment, his eyes became firm again: "Definitely."

Councilor Wei sighed: "My younger brother admired the godslayer the most since he was a child. He hoped to become such a hero. When he grows up, he still holds on to his childhood dream. He picks up the sword and approaches the hero in his heart. He will definitely seize the opportunity. Don’t let it go. At present, he is not clear-headed and impulsive is dominant, but if he is forced to give up, it will become a difficult heart disease for him in the future.”

"Compared to physical sword wounds, heart disease is more difficult to heal. So, can you ask Principal Bai Ye to give him one more chance? I owe you a favor."

Bai Ye directly raised the condition: "I want you to protect the Sword of Killing God as much as possible."

Unexpectedly, Bai Ye didn't refuse, Councilor Wei agreed in surprise.

Principal Bai Ye really spared no expense for Godslayer to be able to live well after his own death.

Turning on the beam of light, Bai Ye sneered and said, "If you want to become a useless person, go, just use you as an example, so that the people behind will not dare to wishful thinking, and dream of picking up the sword of killing gods."

Wei Fang has no intention of paying attention to others.

He stared straight at the broken sword that was close at hand, with longing eyes, and trembling hands stretched out to the hilt, the untreated hand wound was still bleeding.

As a result, the God Killing Sword shuffled away from his hand.

Wei Fang squeezed his fingers empty.

Encountering this kind of situation for the first time, Wei Fang's expression went blank for half a second, and he subconsciously continued to grab the hilt of his sword.The arc of the Sword of Killing God was wider, restraining the previous killing intent of choosing someone to kill, bypassing Wei Fang's whole body, leaving the range of the black and white beam of light, and rushing towards An He.

This time, the Killing God Sword had no intention of attacking.

Instead, he planted it in the ground at An He's feet and waited quietly.

The divine blood has been corroded for a long time, although hatred and power remain, but there are very few of them. After a brief outbreak, it fell silent, and the weak spirituality of the sword of killing the gods prevailed.An He used mental power to interfere with the hatred of the blood, because it would not hurt the sword of killing the gods, the easiest and quickest way, the sword of killing the gods was aware of his care, and felt the soul fluctuations that An He was familiar with, so Come to Anhe.

IQ is not as good as the spirituality of mammals, and he doesn't realize that he should be guilty of attacking An He not long ago.

It's just a little uncomfortable, and it just wants to get close to An He.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding atmosphere became weird.

The scholar's scattered focus returned to An He, his eyes became more and more fiery, wishing to penetrate the skin and see through An He's bones.

An He couldn't help but want to back away.

It was Bai Ye who broke the weird silence.

He walked towards An He and said, "You are indeed like him, no wonder you attract the God Killing Sword."

Councilor Wei knew the legend of the Godslayer, and knew that the Godslayer deeply admired by countless people was a handsome young man.However, in his imagination, no matter how slender the godslayer's body is, it will have a convincing and powerful aura, not like An He, who does not show any sharpness, and blood vessels are faintly visible under the slightly pale skin .

Most of the psychic powers seem to be really fragile, which is the opposite of the swordsman.

However, Bai Ye personally said that An He was like a godslayer, and the sword of killing gods was also certified. He leaned on An He's leg obediently, like a pet cuddling with its owner. Councilor Wei, who had never seen the godslayer himself, had no right to speak.

Bai Ye stood in front of An He, much taller than An He in a wheelchair. Mu Qinghe frowned uncomfortably, but saw Bai Ye squatting down on one knee, with white hair almost hanging down to the ground, looking at An He at the same level, in the eyes of a pool of stagnant water, It seemed that there was something extra, which was suppressed by Bai Ye.

He paused every word: "You have such a high affinity with the Sword of Killing God, it will be easier to read it."

"You haven't asked me if I would like to help." An He said.

After listening to An He's implied rejection, Bai Ye lowered her head and remained silent for more than ten seconds.

The sunlight reflected on his white hair turned into a bleak light.

When Bai Ye looked up again, An He was surprised to see that his eyes were red, and he burst into tears: "I have been waiting for this truth for thousands of years. If you can help me, I can pay any price. If you don't find out the truth, you can clear up the truth about the killing by outsiders." God's doubts, I can't sleep a wink until I die."

Bai Ye's performance, even a scholar who focused on his own research and ignored external things, felt incredible, and even blinked his eyes, thinking that he had misread it, and An He's mood can be imagined.

A few days ago, the blood clan was crying, and now Bai Ye was crying too. An He really couldn't bear it, and wanted to back off even more.

An He persuaded distressedly: "Stop crying, and speak up if you have something to say."

He didn't notice that Bai Ye's tear-covered pupils shrank imperceptibly, the thoughts in his head were churning violently, and his heart constricted to the point of pain.

Bai Ye grew up with Godslayer, and knows Godslayer very well.

A long time ago, the headmaster of the Supreme Academy was so disrespectful that he cried with snot and tears, grabbed the hem of the godslayer's clothes, and begged the godslayer to be his student, but the godslayer couldn't resist and agreed.

It was almost the same as An He's current attitude towards him.

At the beginning, after the death of the godslayer, the old headmaster never saw Bai Ye again until his death.

Because what happened to the Godslayer was caused by Bai Ye.

To put it another way, if Bai Ye hadn't been implicated, the godslayer would have grown up step by step, and perhaps he would not have achieved such an achievement that no one has ever done before, but Bai Ye and the old principal would rather not have him recorded in history, and hope that he will live.

Tears trickled down Bai Ye's jaw and soaked into the ground.

At the beginning, the divine blood stained on the Sword of Killing God prevented others from attacking, but only attacked An He, and he began to doubt An He's identity, but he was more inclined to think that An He was just a bit like a God Killer, which aroused the speculation of Sword of Killing God .After the temptation, he was convinced that An He was the God Killer.

When he was young, Bai Ye was high-spirited and had half the blood of the main god, so he didn't know the taste of tears.There is nothing in the world that can trouble him, and becoming a god is not too difficult to do. The only person he approves of is a godslayer.

Now, he has long been used to tears, weeping in full view, to achieve his goals while venting his emotions, and he has no scruples.

Time can change so many things.

Let him take advantage of his age a little bit.

The emotion in Bai Ye's eyes was still suppressed, he wanted to read the story of Killing God Sword before confessing.

Otherwise, if An He regains his identity as a godslayer, he will definitely not let Bai Ye look at his past, but use language to describe it, understate it, and finally say: "It's okay."

The author has something to say: An He never imagined that the once proud demigod boy turned into a scheming boy

Crying and showing weakness and selling misery, it is really easy to deal with An He

Mu Qinghe: I have learned

An He: Youth effect cut in half

Wang Xue: What did the tutor learn?I want to learn too

An He: ...

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Han Er;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of La La La and Baiyu; 5 bottles of Yuezhaoquan; 1 bottle of Qiu Ye and Bingye;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard