The Phantom of Jazz

Snow has been depressed recently, really.Ever since his prince accepted the new apostle of heaven, he has become a little abnormal, no, it is very abnormal.The prince who is deeply respected by the people of Fengyuan, the prince who he can't wait to enshrine him on the altar now has the habit of spying on his apostle. Of course, the apostle is naturally not himself, but the new apostle of heaven. Wang Jue, that Qi Ling who can't see any characteristics except IQ, is Wang Jue's brain burned out, or was he completely short-circuited by that stupid boy?Recently, Sol, the God of Slaughter who often laughs and trembles and is also the second-time prince, also consciously reports to Qi Ling's room every day.Is that stupid boy suffering from some serious illness?Snow was depressed and speechless and asked the sky.

Feeling that there was someone behind him, Snow turned his head sharply. When he saw that it was his prince, Hou Snow didn't relax in any way, but had a mentality of wanting to die. The prince was only discovered by himself so close. To be abolished.Snow thought pitifully, but he didn't feel the gentle expression on his prince's face like spring water (...), he thoughtfully put his white and slender hands on Snow's trembling shoulders, "Snow, ask It's your business."

"What's the matter, prince." Snow asked fragilely and cautiously.

"Well, it's nothing, you are treating me now, that..." Boyce asked vaguely while thinking about how to ask implicitly.

"What?" Snow was confused.

"The relationship between the prince and the apostle, such as when you will fade away to me."

"My lord," Snow knelt down abruptly, "I am absolutely loyal to you, and it will never change at any time."

"Then, besides loyalty?"

"Lord Wang Jue, I will also keep the soul art in mind. No matter when and where, I will never forget your earnest teaching."

Boyce looked helpless, raised his forehead and said, "I'm asking you about the taboo relationship between the prince and the apostle."

"Forbidden emotions, do you mean..." Snow immediately knelt down again, "My lord, I absolutely have no unreasonable thoughts about you." (...)

Looking at Bois's uncertain face, Snow carefully answered: "Your Majesty, I know that Iheros and I had more or less unusual feelings for you at the beginning, but so A long time has passed, and I have figured out that I absolutely admire and worship you." Seeing Boyce's calm face, Snow let out a long sigh of relief.

Boyce remembered what Qi Ling said: "When I first saw Yinchen, he was sitting quietly on a tree with a book in his hand. At that time, Yinchen was as perfect as a god." 'I hope you only have the pure feelings of a prince and an apostle towards Yin Chen, otherwise, I will have to cut Yin Chen, the chain that binds you, and at that time, Qi Ling, don't blame me.

【Aslan? Mist Shadow Green Island】

"Yin Chen, do you really want to go?" Qi La looked at Yin Chen worriedly.

"I'm going, Qi Ling is my apostle, I must go to him." Qi Ling, you must wait for me.

"Jill told you the content of the Feng Shui Forbidden Talk Record, right? You know Boyce's strength, how are you going to snatch Qi Ling back from him." Qi La walked in front of Yin Chen anxiously.

"This, I know, but even so, I will still go. I promised him that I will not leave him. I have already violated it once on the Immortal Island. This time, I will not miss the appointment again." Yin Chen's gaze Blinking, remembering that day when the young man called out to him behind him, he heard it but pretended he didn't hear it, he must have been very desperate at that time, the only person he relied on abandoned him, Qi Ling, I'm sorry, this time, I will never Leave you again.

"Don't tell Wang Jue." Yin Chen stared at Qi La's dodging eyes.

"I already know." Gilgamesh walked in from the door, he looked at Yinchen, his golden eyes were burning with anger.

"Wang Jue—" Yin Chen took a few steps back in panic.

Gilgamesh walked in, looked at the panicked Yin Chen, and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Yin Chen, do you love Qi Ling?"

"Yes." Yin Chen lowered his head with difficulty, and his delicate bangs covered his fair forehead.

"That's what you said." Gilgamesh walked up to Yin Chen with a few strides, his blond hair reflected a dazzling arc under the sunlight, and his bony fingers grabbed Yin Chen's chin suddenly: "Then what am I?"

"You are my prince." Yin Chen looked directly at the furious Gilgamesh.

The other hand that grabbed Yinchen's shoulder began to exert force. Gilgamesh watched Yinchen's face twisted and deformed by pain with a blank expression, "Yinchen, you have always been my favorite apostle, and today, you But let me down, what do you think I will do?"

"Do you think I should work harder to make you truly mine, okay?" Gilgamesh grabbed Yinchen's neck to narrow the distance between the two of them, and leaned on Yinchen's neck ambiguously, whispering softly : "Oh no, it's hard for me to make my favorite apostle disappear from my side."

"Wang Jue." Yin Chen's eyes trembled, and he felt in horror that Gilgamesh's hand was slowly moving towards his tailbone, and the cold feeling swept across his body from the Jue's seal in an instant, every inch of his body. The soul circuit and the soul power flowing in the tip of the most fragile soul path seem to have been frozen, as if being pulled into an ice cellar.

Suddenly, Gilgamesh picked up Yin Chen, and the airflow swirling all over his body hit a point, and a few ice crystals splashed on Yin Chen's fair skin. It was torn apart, the shattered chess pieces under the sun almost burned his eyes, and Qila, who was on the sidelines to dissuade him a few minutes ago, had been pulled to the wall by the wind element awakened by Gilgamesh, Qila's black robe The fragments floated in midair in a strange and ghostly way, blood spilled from the corner of his lips, and a voluptuous blood lotus bloomed on the white wall behind him.

Qi La stood up from the corner with difficulty and lost the aura that a third-degree prince should have, "Jill, calm down." A piece of cloth on the chest was shattered by the wind blade, and the original white chest was pierced, and there was a hideous blood hole. Under the exposed white skin, thick blood dripped under the rapid breathing, and the eyelashes trembling because of the pain made him look extraordinarily fragile now.

"Qi La, I can ignore what happened four years ago, but from now on, I refuse to let you interfere in any of my affairs. If there is a next time," Jill raised her eyebrows, "it won't be as simple as the wind blade."

After finishing speaking, Jill picked up Yin Chen, turned around and walked out.

Qi La half-kneeled on the ground, with a wry smile on her face, she will always be Jill's defeated opponent.Qi Ling, I'm sorry, I didn't protect your lord well, and the talents affected by [Kamikaze Weaving Cord] are recovering very slowly, so what should I use to go to Fengyuan, so that you can retreat from this evil conspiracy? ?

17 years ago, I went to the Ningxuan Cave to snatch out the child because of the order of the silver priest. At that time, because of the violent movement, the child in my arms opened his clear eyes and stared at me curiously. , but I was still shocked by his clean and beautiful eyes, and then the little guy closed his eyes and slept in his arms with peace of mind, as if the sky had fallen and had nothing to do with him. At the time, the little guy continued to sleep as if he had nothing to do with him. If he hadn't judged that he was breathing, he would have thought he had died.When I woke up from the coma, I knew that Aios had abandoned the child privately, but I felt a sense of relief in my heart. If I brought him back to the heart of the imperial capital, maybe the silver priest would change him. Children should be protected from this huge conspiracy.

Not long ago when I saw him again, in the ruins of Yutur, when I rescued Qi Ling and the others under the order of the silver priest, and when I took off the hood in front of them, I met this young man with clear eyes, with a clean belt. In the gloomy ruins like hell, the young man with the taste of sunshine splits the gap between darkness and light like a ray of sky leaking under dense dark clouds. It turns out that he was the one who tried his best to bring back Aslan back then. child.

That time, and the only time, I didn't put the silver priest first, and didn't tell the silver priest Qi Ling's true identity, but chose to let Qi Ling live under the protection of the silver dust, and be a little seven-degree apostle in peace. .

Qi La didn't understand why such a clear and sunny child could grow out of that dark and terrifying cave, like he had been forced to fall into hell but his soul still kept the original clarity and transparency. The light of entering the endless hell is the light that anyone who is tortured in hell must hold on to with all his strength.