Chapter 56: In the accomplices'

painting hall, nobles and wealthy businessmen who came here to view the paintings were either pacing or stopping to take a closer look. Mrs. Bella stood in front of a seemingly ordinary painting, holding a bone fan in her hand and looking at the young man in the painting.

"Are you also interested in this painting?" A voice suddenly appeared next to her, breaking the silence. Bella's eyes flashed with a trace of displeasure at being disturbed. She looked to one side and saw the famous The president of the Barbarian Sheep Chamber of Commerce has blond hair and several gorgeous rings on his fingers - he wears them on every finger, giving him a striking image of a nouveau riche.

He walked to Bella's side, looked at the painting and talked: "This painting is from the hand of a famous painter. He painted hundreds of paintings during his lifetime, and the most famous one is the one he painted. Impression painting of the Kingdom of God, and his own self-portrait. "

The person in the painting is the artist himself. He is standing in a field of sunflowers, holding a bouquet in his hand, and seems to be smiling at someone in front of him. The joy on the face and the inexplicable attachment in the eyes were all painted by the artist in an unconscious way. It is precisely because he poured so much emotion into it that the painting seems to be alive.

Love, joy, and an inexplicable sense of attachment were all compressed in those eyes. The president looked at the painting, and then he felt nothing.

Although he held this exhibition, he actually had no interest in these things and only used them as capital to show off.

But then he took a look at the price, and the man became interested: This painting is very expensive.

"This distinguished lady." The president stroked his blond hair. Although the barbs on the ring almost scratched his face, he still had to maintain a smile: "If you like it, please let me paint this painting." Give it as a gift..."

Just as he was halfway through his words, a light cough suddenly came from the man's earphones. Bella didn't even give him a look from beginning to end. The President's eyes showed displeasure. He was about to say something, I heard the person in the earphone whisper: "...Let's go quickly."

"The person in front of you is a moon pillar."

President: "..."

"Which pillar master is it?" The president barely maintained his calmness. .

"It's Moon Pillar 3, Mrs. Bella." The person in the earphone seemed to be mourning the president.

"Is it...Rizhu 1's, mother?"

"Run before she breaks your legs, President."

The President began to sweat profusely. He just wanted to turn around and apologize to Mrs. Bella, but Seeing the woman leaving quietly, the good news is that Bella didn't care about him, but the bad news is that in the distance, the president watched helplessly as Bella's followers walked towards him, with a look on his face. Ruoyou smiled like nothing: "Break his legs for me."

Several hunters in black clothes immediately surrounded him. Seeing that the situation was not good, the president jumped out and started running. Because of long-term training, The escape methods honed by being beaten by his father and mother since he was a child allowed the man to run away faster than ever before. He was almost running for his life, but he was almost overtaken. The people who saved him were a group of people wearing life factories. The clothing employees stood in front of the hunter and lured the general away intentionally or unintentionally. The man’s blond hair was a little messy and one of his shoes was almost lost. But the most speechless thing is that even in this situation, Under the circumstances, his first reaction was to straighten his hair. As the saying goes, your hair can fall out or bleed, but your hair can't be messed up.

"Sir President, Sir Sikyong, I want to see you."

The president leaned on the railing and waved his hand. The desperate run just now almost cost him half his life. This experience was no better than being chased by his father. Nothing less, he thought, he couldn't strike up a conversation casually next time, as he was almost going to have his legs broken.

Then, he noticed the words of the people next to him, people from the Life Factory? The president turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"

"Sir Kyung said that he wants to buy the painting you have." The employee said calmly. The president touched his chin and saw that they had just In order to save his life, he decided to sell it to them for more than twice the price. The smile on the employee's face paused for a moment, but then he continued: "Sir, Sikyong, likes to collect paintings. If you still have this artist's works next time, please contact us. Sir Sikyong is waiting for you at any time."

"Sir, Chairman ," the person in the earphone was a little confused: "Is it really okay for you to trick them like this?"

"What do you think those paintings are selling?" The president asked his people to package the self-portrait: "What if? The price is too low and wealthy businessmen and nobles won't buy it. What they want is the price itself. Do you think they really like to see paintings?" The president didn't bother to explain. He just kept this in mind and paid attention to it after he prepared. He walked out of the room. When he opened the door, he suddenly found that there was someone blocking him in front. The man was so frightened that he almost felt that his legs were lame. However, he suddenly discovered that the person who came was not a hunter, but a subordinate sent by his father. A messenger stepped forward and handed the communication to him. The president picked it up. Just as he

was about to receive his father's scolding, a surprised expression appeared on his face:

"Brother, has something happened to him?"

After receiving the carefully packaged paintings, the employees got in their cars and returned to the Life Factory surrounded by guards.

This painting was changed hands one by one, and was finally brought to the office of a life factory. Few people knew that there was such a small room hidden behind the office of the Life Factory Sikyong, which was a restricted area that no one else could enter. There is a large crystal coffin placed in this room. The young man in it has his eyes closed and seems to have just fallen into a long sleep.

He was wearing clean and tidy clothes, and it looked like he had been carefully cared for, like a beloved precious treasure, or someone treating a cherished lover. Suddenly there was a ringing sound in the house. The man opened his eyes and crawled out of the coffin. He looked at the person in the coffin and stretched out his hand to comb his hair.

"...Have a good rest."

He arranged the other person's hair strands one by one, then placed them on both sides of the cheeks, then lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the other person's forehead. The crystal coffin re-closed behind him. The man got dressed and walked out. His purple hair was slightly curly. He wore a single-sided glasses. His breath was elegant and calm. There was a slight smile on the corners of his lips, but it gave people an awkward feeling. The sense of majesty in speech is a temperament formed by holding high positions for a long time.

He tied his clothes and put a bunch of sunflowers in front of the crystal coffin. Sikyong of Life Factory walked out of the room. The darkroom closed behind him. His assistant came in holding a painting:

"Sir Kyong, this is The painting you asked for."

He seemed to want to say something, but the man just took the painting and hummed lowly, keeping his eyes on the painting.

"The president of the Manyang Chamber of Commerce sold this painting to you at a high price." The assistant said, "Do you really want to continue to buy it from them?"

"They are businessmen, and businessmen have their own standards." Sikyong took off his one-way glasses and looked at the painting carefully: "Ai Ze, you don't have to pay attention to it."

"But..."

Ai Ze wanted to continue saying something, but suddenly felt the atmosphere suffocating, and then He didn't dare to say anything. The assistant bowed his head and left. He was not really an assistant, but he believed that he would stand in that position one day. He wanted to stay in the room, but he didn't dare to stay. After closing the door, Sikyong stretched out his hand and stroked the portrait carefully. His fingers swept across the face of the person in the painting, and looking into those eyes, it seemed as if he had returned to the past.

"When will you come back to me?"

Sikyong said softly. His fingers worked hard, but suddenly he found that he was almost tearing the painting, so he took it back in panic.

"I miss you very much." The man sat on the chair and sighed lowly. With a hint of pain and stubbornness in his light gray eyes, he said in the empty room: "I miss you very much..."

In the painting The person looked at him quietly, with unwavering and unchanging feelings in his eyes. This painting took that person together and solidified together, sealed by the years, staying in the past time, and there will be no change.

Sikyong's gray eyes stayed on the painting, looking at the people in the portrait almost greedily. His fingers brushed gently, showing an extremely cherished emotion, just as he almost seemed to want to carefully polish the portrait. While he was saving it, the man smiled. Then he tore the painting into pieces without hesitation, took the painting and the person on it and... ate it.

The sound of chewing could be heard. If Ai Ze saw him like this, no one would think that he was the gentle and polite Sikyong. There was a creepy low laugh, his alone in the room, and the constant sound of eating.

——Shu

Mo was hugged tightly by Xi. He had his eyes closed, and there was a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes. He had never lost control.

The fragrant fragrance caused by the wind blowing through the sea of ​​flowers came, and in a daze, Shu Mo seemed to hear the exchanges of strangers coming from a distance. He opened his eyes and finally woke up from the dazed state. The sound suddenly disappeared, making Shu Mo feel that it was almost just an auditory hallucination.

But is that really an illusion?

Only then did Shu Mo realize that his hand had been stuck behind Xi's back, and his whole body was almost completely imprisoned in Xi's arms. Even though Shu Mo was very tall, Xi's figure could hold him completely in her arms. When the two hugged, Shu Mo was just held by the man, and they fit together perfectly. It's as if they were meant to be one with each other.

"Xi..." A call came from his arms. Xi's eyes looked at the person in his arms without blinking. Shu Mo also wanted to pretend that nothing happened, pretending that he hadn't woken up yet, and continued to hug him. He was looking at the person in front of him, but now that he had come to his senses, his actions suddenly seemed a little embarrassing.

"Let me go first." Shu Mo struggled in his arms. Xi's hands were wrapped around the young man's waist. His arms were very long. If they were wrapped together, they could hug him tightly. He only hoped that this could be done. He kept holding each other and didn't want to let go at all.

"Hey!" Shu Mo's voice was a little anxious. The young man pushed him and now he was completely unwilling to be held by him any longer. Xi was silent for a moment, and finally let go of her hand, watching Shu Mo take a few steps back and escape from his arms.

The young man's figure was crooked, and Xi reached out to pull it. Their fingers were clasped together, skin to skin.

Shu Mo's whole body suddenly paused, and he quickly withdrew his hand. He put the hand into his pocket and felt a warmth between his fingers.

He suddenly realized that Xi was like a small sun, exuding warmth. As long as he was close to the other party, he could feel the warmth. He likes warm things, and he likes the look of Xi even more. Everything about Xi seems to be just at the point that he thinks is the best. Shu Mo pressed the skin that Xi had touched, and after a while , I still feel that that piece is warm.

Xi looked down at him. He looked perfect with a hint of righteousness. Standing there, he was the Rizhu with the name of the sun in the eyes of others. No one but himself could know what he was thinking. Shu Mo suddenly remembered that he had just impulsively hugged the other person. He had never been so close to someone, let alone so impulsively.

But he did it anyway.

Shu Mo lowered his head and looked at Xi's hand. He thought that he was really not dreaming.

Like him, Xi is...a blasphemer.

Shu Mo had just touched it with his own hands and confirmed this. This was not something that could be faked. After all, Shu Mo had traces of black lines on his body. He thought, wasn't he really dreaming?

He vaguely remembered what Xi invited him to be his messenger in the first place and what he said to him at that time. So at that time, Xi already knew that they were the same kind?

"Shu Mo." Xi said softly, his hands facing each other, standing there looking at him: "So, do you believe me now?"

"I believe you." Shu Mo nodded without hesitation. If he didn't go Trust Xi, then who else can he trust?

What's more, Xi has never hurt him, and has even been showing kindness to him.

Shu Mo's eyes were full of pure joy, and he looked like he was looking at his family or a very close friend. He really trusts Xi and believes everything the other person says.

"Very good." Xi nodded. Then, the man asked a question that he had mentioned to Shu Mo before and now explained it again:

"So, are you willing to be my messenger now?"

Shu Mo's heart pounded. He jumped up and said, "Do you still remember this?"

"You rejected me before." Xi said, "I always remember it."

"I didn't reject you on purpose." Shu Mo quickly explained, Xi looked at He always had a constant smile on his face: "I thought you rejected me because you hated me."

He said in a joking tone.

Shu Mo: "No, why do you think so."

Shu Mo was a little surprised and didn't understand why Xi had such an idea. Xi had no intention of explaining, but just stood there and looked at him. Shu Mo hesitated for a while and decided to explain seriously, because he suddenly realized vaguely that Xi seemed to care about this matter.

It is an indescribable, incomprehensible intuition. There was no change in Xi's tone or smile, but her eyes exuded a faint light under the backlight, making it impossible to discern the emotion in those eyes.

Even so, Shu Mo still noticed a hint of unhappiness from the man. He was organizing his words. During the process, Xi looked at him intently and waited.

In the end, Shu Mo said: "Although it is difficult to say it."

"But, my identity will bring you trouble."

This is the reason Shu Mo said before, and it is also the only reason.

"I'm really happy that you can invite me." Shu Mo said, "But my identity has been causing me trouble since I was a child, and I don't want... I don't want to implicate you because of this matter. "

After Shu Mo said this, Xi did not respond. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said,

"Then now, you have no reason to reject me."

A gentle smile appeared on the man's face. He lowered his head to Shu Mo and looked at him with his warm white eyes, his breath close at hand: "Shu Mo, I am now inviting you again -"

"Are you willing to be my messenger?"

Beautiful The behemoth lowered his head and made an invitation to him. Xi's identity, Xi's person, and Xi himself all formed a reason that Shu Mo could not refuse. He looked at the person in front of him. The black-haired young man took a step back, put his hand on his chest, and lowered his head to the person in front of him.

"I do."

Shu Mo was about to kneel down in front of Xi, but the man stretched out his hand to stop him. Xi pulled him up, looked at him and said softly: "Everyone surrenders to me to show their loyalty."

"But you never need to do this." Xi stretched out her hand and gently combed his hair: "You just need to stay by my side like now."

"Shu Mo, you and I are one."

You are Different.

The other party said this to him. Shu Mo was holding his hand and felt that his heartbeat was almost overwhelming everything. He looked at Xi and couldn't help but think: Why is the person in front of him so nice?

"Because you have always been obedient, you will choose me, right?"

Xi said softly. At this time, Shu Mo knew nothing except nodding. He even didn't know what he was doing. The man looked at him with dark eyes. Shu Mo behaved so obediently in front of him, which made people think involuntarily: It was as if Shu Mo would spread herself open and let him take whatever Xi wanted to do to him at this time.

Xi held Shu Mo's hand tightly. But now is not the time. When Shu Mo was immersed in joy, Xi raised his face and looked aside, and then said: "I have a gift that I want to give you."

"Shu Mo, wait for me here, okay "?"

Shu Mo hummed in a low voice. The man raised his face and did not dare to look at him again. He thought, did Shu Mo also know that he looked particularly attractive like this?

That's why she keeps acting like this, always... tempting him.

Xi's eyes flashed, and then she said to Shu Mo: Wait for me.

Shu Mo stood there, motionless like a circled Tang Monk. There would be no one more obedient than Shu Mo at this time. He waited for a while, and while his heartbeat had not stopped, he heard a voice coming from behind the flowers.

The young man suddenly raised his face and looked in that direction. Before the surprise in his eyes dissipated, a sense of astonishment came over him.

"Is it... you?"

Behind Gary, Silver Bee put her hand on her weapon, looking at Shu Mo with surprise, confusion, and a trace of hunting desire as if she was seeing prey; behind her was the golden butterfly in her hand Holding a samurai sword, the man looked at Shu Mo with a smile on his face. The bodyguard beside him held a sniper rifle. In front of them was a blond man looking at Shu Mo with a shocked expression.

"You... are actually a saint?!"

Gary looked at the person in front of him, still in disbelief. Then, he remembered the scene he just saw, and the shock in his mind almost made him completely speechless: "Rizhu Yi , is actually a blasphemer."

He couldn't describe the shock that the two pieces of news combined gave him. Rather than being shocked, it was more like a feeling that the world view was about to collapse. Several other people couldn't believe it at all. They even suspected that Xi was cheating on Shu Mo and did not dare to confirm it.

How ridiculous, how ridiculous.

...and it seems natural.

After the shock, a belated anger surged into his heart. Gary's heart no longer showed any awe for Xi, but was filled with anger: "No wonder, no wonder my Lord once said that those who blaspheme God are His greatest enemies. "

The oracle said so," Gary continued: "Rizhu 1 is the only person who can become the new god, and as a blasphemer, he is also the enemy of my lord!"

"How dare he hide it ! This matter is still being secretly opposed to the trial." Everything was explained in Gary's mind. Shu Mo looked at them with the same disbelief in his mind. He turned around and saw this. How on earth could so many people suddenly come out of this place where nothing happens? !

Didn't Xi find it? Shu Mo collapsed. He looked at the people in front of him and realized: "You are following me?!"

"I knew you must be hiding something." Gary looked at Shu Mo. He looked around, fearing that Xi would come back suddenly. The two waves of people now have fear and panic in their hearts. They originally wanted to leave immediately, but Gary refused to leave: because if he misses this opportunity, he will not have a better opportunity.

The saint that the Tribunal has been looking for for a long time, and has been searching for for more than ten years, is right in front of them.

There won't be a better opportunity than this.

If he could bring the saint back to the trial with his own hands, even Arcana would praise him...

Like the tip of a knife licking blood, the temptation to go all-in was too great. Gary soon realized that this was His only chance is that he is not here at this time. As long as he can catch the saint, as long as he can catch him, then they can escape from the laboratory as quickly as possible using what his father left him.

All it takes is the slightest chance. Gary's body trembled. At this moment, the greed in his heart completely surpassed his reason, not to mention that even if he failed, he could escape...

Gary looked at Shu Mo and finally no longer controlled himself. He took a step forward and said to Looking at Shu Mo, he said, "The Trial Office has been looking for you."

"Everything Xi said is a complete slander against the Trial Office!" Silver Bee stood behind him, staring at the person in front of him with a pair of silver eyes. Others were approaching vaguely, Shu Mo thought, why hasn't Xi come back yet?

"He is the sworn enemy of the Trial, the rumored next new god. He must want to usurp the throne of God, so he would tempt you like this and try to deceive you." Gary stood in front of Shu Mo and changed his previous expression. attitude, and said with certainty: "You have never seen a real trial court. Come with me. I will take you back and take you to see the bishop. Only in the trial court can you live a truly beautiful life." Life."

He spoke impassionedly, and everything he said came from the bottom of his heart. However, Shu Mo stood motionless. He looked at the person in front of him, his eyes changing from shock at first to then The calm after that, and finally, the silence now.

"...You saw it."

"What?"

Shu Mo lowered his head and said softly: "You saw that Xi is a blasphemer."

Xi did this because of him.

Shu Mo thought that Xi's identity had never been known to others, but now, because of him, the people in front of him knew it.

If they tell this matter and bring it to the trial court, what will happen to Xi?

The thought that Xi would become like him in this way flashed through Shu Mo's heart, but the next second, it was replaced by the emotion of worry about Xi. He thought that he couldn't let Xi encounter this situation.

Shu Mo lowered his eyes, but his eyes slowly widened a little. Silver Bee and Golden Butterfly had already raised their weapons at him behind him. Gary said: "I saw it."

"So, Saint, you can't Stay by his side."

"Haha." Shu Mo sneered in front of him, not hiding his disgust at all: "Master of the racecourse, you kept saying that I was a blasphemer before, but now you suddenly You're really going to change your face when you act like this."

Gary: "...My name is Gary."

"I don't care what your name is," Shu Mo said, "Every word you say, including the people in the trial, will not matter. I won’t even believe it. “

What should I do? Shu Mo thought, how can we cover up this matter?

At that moment, Shu Mo's mind wavered slightly and he solidified an idea.

"So, you are unwilling to leave with me?" Gary said, his expression gradually becoming unhappy: "Why do you want to reject me? You have to know that the trial court is the most suitable place for you."

"You will do this "Will you tell others about

Xi's identity?"

Shu Mo said. Gary was slightly stunned, but the young man was not asking him, but said to himself: "You Will do."

Yin Feng stood behind him and pointed the weapon at him. The woman's hand was very steady. Jin Die and her were both experienced warriors. They were qualified to be sent to protect Gary through layers of selection. , but at this time, when they looked at the man in front of them who had no fighting ability, was not a hunter, and even looked weak and defenseless, they felt panic in their hearts.

It seemed that something very scary and extremely terrifying was approaching and threatening. Inside the pollutant, the scene of the other party reaching out and stroking a terrifying pollutant flashed by. At that moment, an inexplicable fear filled the air. Silver Bee's chest exploded, and she said almost uncontrollably: "Stop talking nonsense to him!"

Gary was not a soldier and could not understand their feelings at all, but he still made the last effort: "Leave with me Judgment, Saint."

When he said this, he suddenly felt a slight chill in his heart. Even he felt an inexplicable sense of fear at this moment. Jindie had gradually approached Shu Mo and looked at the man in front of him. A person who seemed to have no fighting ability, he only had to stretch out his hand to catch the opponent, but at the moment when he was about to take action, a thought suddenly crossed his mind: as long as he dared to take action, he would definitely die.

He will definitely die.

"You...what did you do?"

Gary took a step back and found that the ground seemed to be shaking, and then he suddenly realized that it was his legs that were shaking slightly.

"Catch him." Gary looked at Yin Bee and Jin Die, only to find that the three of them were covered in cold sweat, and then stepped back step by step, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.

Aren't saints without fighting power?

Gary thought.

Even in the decades of holy sacrifices, the other party has never hurt anyone...

"Answer my question."

"Will you... tell other people about this?"

Gary originally wanted to answer, But he suddenly gritted his teeth and his face became stiff. At this moment, he finally realized something was wrong. He saw, behind the garden, or around them, pollutants suddenly and silently walked out of the containment room, as if they had received some kind of summons. Appear in a hurry.

Those terrifying and ferocious monsters should be hostile to each other under normal circumstances, but at this moment they gathered together quietly, surrounding a few people in the middle. They were not looking at them, but at the person in front of them - the rumored saint in front of them.

At this moment, Gary had no doubt about Shu Mo's identity, and at the same time he sensed an extremely terrifying sense of danger. His chivalry and the etiquette he had been taught since childhood made him unwilling to lie. Lying is not the behavior a gentleman should do.

But at this moment, Gary lied. He said: "I won't."

"I... will hide this matter."

In front of him, Shu Mo slowly raised his face, his green eyes at this moment It had completely turned into pure white, and a faint white light emitted from the young man's eyes, making him look holy and indifferent.

Xi said: You can try to judge and order those pollutants because you have the qualifications.

The saint is the one who redeems others. He should not kill people. Has Shu Mo ever killed anyone? Maybe, he doesn't think he is a good person, but he also thinks that he should not abuse his abilities, nor should he have such obvious... murderous intention towards other people.

Gary said: "I won't tell anyone."

At this moment, the identities of hunter and prey were reversed. The next second, Gary suddenly heard a chuckle similar to that of girls gathering together, as clear as wind chimes, and he Turning his face, he saw several pollutants holding hands and looking at him from a distance.

Then, they raised their hands and threw a few stones in Gary's direction, hitting him.

Shu Mo's eyes fell on him, or rather, on those pebbles.

The atmosphere fell silent at this moment.

"...Fight him."

Silver Bee behind him gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and wanted to grab the black-haired young man in front of him. So what if he was pretending to be a ghost? As long as they catch each other, those pollutants will not dare to act rashly.

A crisp click sound came, and the next second, an arm flew out, and the ax rested on the ground, making a sharp friction sound along the way. Blood slid down the dirty ax head, and Silver Bee suddenly let out a scream, but soon Then he suppressed the scream, and Jindie stood beside her, watching a woman wearing a white coat and holding an ax in her hand walk out. On the woman's upper body, a fly looked at them with compound eyes, and the fly flapped its wings. The voice came out.

"I haven't treated a patient for a long time." The woman stroked the bloody ax in her hand and said, "Oh my, my skills are very rusty."

"I didn't expect you to call me." N-71-YT-Medical The reporter said: "What a novel experience."

"Do you have any instructions?" It looked at Shu Mo. Golden Butterfly protected Silver Bee, fitted her with a prosthetic leg made by Life Factory, and then rushed out to meet the doctor. A scuffle broke out.

"Oh, sir, please don't be impulsive." The doctor picked up the ax and chopped it with Jindie's long knife: "Assaulting a doctor is medical trouble. Although the doctor is not a real doctor, I don't like it very much. Behavioral."

Gary looked at the scene in front of him. The next second, the man gritted his teeth and took out the prop left by his father. The beautiful brooch glowed brightly on his fingertips, and half of his face was mechanized. , the android whose body was full of mechanical structures walked in his direction, but the other party did not attack him, or in other words, Y-44-KJ-Bell Ringer would not actively attack other people, only when the other party violated Only when it obeys its rules will it reveal its ferocious side.

Horrible monsters appeared one after another, but did not make any move, as if waiting for some kind of order. Finally, Gary looked at the brooch in his hand, and a trace of surprise like the aftermath of a disaster flashed in his eyes. Then, he heard the voice in front of him. Shu Mo sighed.

"——Kill him."

The saint ordered: "Kill them all."

"We will obey your will."

As if there was a voice, at this moment, a trace of emotion suddenly appeared on Gary's face. With an expression of remorse, he stared at the brooch in his hand, watching it suddenly burst into brilliant luster. However, the next second the bell ringer rang the bell in his hand, causing the brooch to suddenly lose its luster. Time was swallowed up by it.

"How is that possible?!"

Gary raised his face in a panic, but he happened to witness the doctor lifting his axe, holding down the golden butterfly together with several pollutants around him, and then raised the ax and pointed it at the opponent, and there was still a buzzing sound on the fly's head. , something fell down, Jindie's eyes widened, and she saw that they were some wriggling maggots.

"Today's treatment ends here." The ax in the doctor's hand fell heavily: "If you have any opinions on my medical process, you can come to me for another treatment."

"No!" Yindie witnessed all this, and her whole body Almost collapsed, she raised the gun in her hand and pointed it at the doctor. The gathering energy cannon could not only blast through it, but also drag other pollutants to hell: "You should all die with him! "

She no longer wanted to care about Gary's life and death, and didn't even care about the orders of the trial court. The doctor looked at her, but silently took a step back. This move made Yindie laugh. Look, even the terrifying pollutants are She would be afraid of death, and she would be afraid...

Her fingers trembled slightly, and she suddenly felt a pain in her body, and then she didn't know anything anymore.

The bell ringer grabbed Gary and was about to reach out and break his neck when a voice came out. Xi's figure slowly walked out. Behind him was the woman who continued to struggle and then lost her voice. The man walked into the group of pollutants and looked at the monsters beside him without any fear. Under the hostile eyes of the monsters, Xi walked to Shu Mo's side. Then, he raised his face and looked at Gary in front of him.

"You are Yue Zhu 1's child."

Xi's voice came, and Shu Mo raised his face to look at him. Gary looked at the person in front of him, as if he had misunderstood something, and then nodded desperately.

"Let him go,"

See said, which made the emotion in Gary's eyes intensify. Shu Mo looked at Xi with confusion in his eyes. The pollutants around him were still grabbing Gary's neck, and the bell ringer was only holding the opponent's head, as if he would crush it in the next second.

"...Let him go."

Shu Mo's voice came, and the monsters' hands paused. Then, they slowly backed away, revealing the person who had escaped from death.

"Master Xi..." Gary was about to say something, but found that Xi ignored him. The man walked towards Shu Mo, then took his hand, and the two of them walked in the direction of Gary. Then, Xi held Shu Mo's hand. He held a dagger in his hand. The man held the dagger in Shu Mo's hand. In his hand, he then took Shu Mo's hand, which was one size smaller than his.

Warmth came from Xi's palm. Shu Mo looked at the person in front of him and his hand suddenly started to tremble slightly. Xi said,

"Don't be nervous."

"Shu Mo, do you know what it feels like to kill someone?"

Shu Mo was startled. , and then shook his head.

Gary looked at this scene, looking at this twisted scene, his face was bloodless. The man wanted to run back, but found monsters on all sides. He wanted to beg for mercy, but found that Xi was not looking at him, and Shu Mo Ze will not oppose Xi.

Then Gary let out a desperate laugh.

He was thinking, why on earth did he want to stay?

"Come on, just follow my movements." Xi's voice was patient and gentle. Shu Mo shook his head, his hands were shaking slightly, but the man chuckled: "Isn't that what you just wanted to do?"

" You have to face it."

Like a gentle elder, Xi Zai patiently and carefully taught Shu Mo something he had never been exposed to before. Something he had never thought about before, but now he had to do.

As if holding his hand and smearing it on a piece of pure white paper, Xi moved little by little to fill the pure white canvas with color - a color that only belonged to him.

"Your hands need to be steady and your body doesn't need to be too stiff. You just need to hold the knife and use force."

Shu Mo felt that his fingers were covered with sweat, like a slippery fish, and the dagger almost fell out of his palm. He slid out, but Xi's hands were so strong, holding him tightly. He looked at the person in front of him, and saw a live, frightened person in front of him, with a dagger piercing his chest. Teaching him how to find the location of his heart in the first place.

"You have to be patient." Xi hugged the person in front of him and said gently: "Under normal circumstances, you only need to break his heart, but to be safe, you'd better deal with his brain; this is what ordinary people do If it is a pillar, you need to find the opponent's core to prevent the pillar from being resurrected through the source."

Gary's eyes widened, blood slowly overflowed from his body, and his limbs gradually became weak. Shu Mo wanted to close his eyes for a moment, but the other person's face was still in front of him. He wanted to escape at first, but then he opened his eyes again, and his hands no longer trembled. Just like Xi said, he always had to face it.

"Then, we can dispose of the body and cover up the traces of what happened."

Xi's hands covered with black lines were covered with blood, sticky, flowing down the fingers into the palm, and then she and Shu Mo were in perfect contact with each other. Stick together.

Then their hands were full of blood. Xi held his hand tightly. He turned around and looked at Shu Mo's pale face, then chuckled and said,

"Do you remember?"

Shu Mo Looking at him, after almost deathly silence, the pure white holy cicada was splashed with blood. Xi let go and looked at the traces he drew on the canvas with satisfaction. The face of the black-haired young man was stained with a few drops of blood. With blood dripping, he said:

"Remember."

Then Shu Mo laughed, his brows knitted together and a smile formed on his lips. Xi looked at him and laughed too. The man stretched out his fingers and wiped the blood on his face.

"Now, we are accomplices,"

Xi said.