Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 1899 Garuda
Shui Wunian also wanted to ask about the 28 stars, but Wuhunblade's eyes moved suddenly, and Shui Wunian followed his line of sight, and couldn't help being secretly startled.

In the darkness, more and more memory light curtains emerged, floating in front of the 13 people respectively, performing tailor-made joys and sorrows for them.

This illusion is like a greedy monster. Having tasted the sweetness, it seems that it is no longer satisfied with chewing slowly in the early stage, but wants to increase the heat in one go, and sweep away all these delicious "reserve food" tripe.Looking at the large and small, flickering light clusters around, they are like pairs of eyes in the jungle, they are calculating, dormant, waiting to show their fangs at any time.

With so many memories appearing at once, it was naturally impossible for Shui Wunian to check them at the same time, so he simply looked at Mu Yongye's memories nearby.

——Once Mu Yongye was injured during a mission, he was exiled in a small village, and was rescued by a farmer's family.

He was clearly stranger to each other, but the villagers lived close to mountains and rivers, with a simple heart, and they were not afraid or asked about the blood stains all over his body, and gave him meticulous care during his recovery period.When he tentatively asked, they just replied with a smile, "I don't think you are a bad person."

During those days, he spent the most comfortable time in his life.No need to fight to survive, no need to worry about what will happen tomorrow.That small village was like a paradise, giving him unprecedented peace and warmth.

The peasant family who took him in had a daughter, a cute little girl like Qin Jia, who was very cheerful and always had a smile on her face.She likes to pick wild flowers from the mountains and weave beautiful garlands by herself. She likes to explore nature, like cute animals, and also likes to listen to the outside world.Whenever Mu Yongye picked some interesting stories to tell her, she would stare at him with her innocent eyes, her big eyes never blinking, listening with gusto.

Every time he was dragged by her to run around the village, Mu Yongye would temporarily forget his identity.It seems that he is just an ordinary young man who can work at sunrise and rest at sunset like them, let the verdant green hills and the orange rice be dyed in the color of life, exchange labor and sweat for a good harvest, as simple as that And the pure beauty may be what he has been looking forward to all his life.

Even though he had thought of throwing everything away countless times and living here incognito, Mu Yongye finally restrained himself.After all, he is not an ordinary person, he is a slave who is under the control of Qianniao Pavilion, and he has no freedom.From the moment he got the code name "Ling Yuan", his fate was doomed, he had to live to complete the mission, even if he died, he had to die in the mission.

What's more, since a partner defected, he had to accept the task and kill him personally, Qianniao Pavilion's attack on the traitor would be stricter and faster.If he doesn't go back to report as soon as possible, the organization will definitely find him soon, and by that time, it will only bring disaster to this peaceful village.The one sent to take his life might also be a friend he had been close to.

Don't be emotional anymore, Mu Yongye resolutely bid farewell to them when they came together this morning.The longer you stay here and the more you rely on them, the more reluctant you will be to leave, and you will be harming others and yourself.

Due to various unspeakable reasons, Mu Yongye was unable to explain to them the truth about his eagerness to leave. Fortunately, the peasant couple were reasonable people and knew that he must have his own things to do, so he just told him to take care of himself and Started to prepare for departure.

The little girl had already had a deep relationship with him. When she heard that he was leaving, her little face suddenly felt aggrieved, as if she was about to cry. Her parents tried to comfort her, but she still Pulling Mu Yongye's sleeve, begging him to "come back and visit us often".

Seeing their daughter's reluctance, the couple thought for a while and proposed to let him have breakfast together. It happened that they just bought a chicken a few days ago, and they could kill it and make soup for him.Mu Yongye thought that there was no need to rush for so many days, so he agreed.

So the couple went to the yard to make preparations, and the little girl also said that she was going out to spend some time, so she made a wreath for him as a farewell gift, and Mu Yongye agreed with a smile.He stayed in the room alone, planning to carve a wooden sculpture of a puppy for the little girl.

Sculpture is one of his few hobbies. In his spare time, he often carves a few casually. He will also carve when he is about to go on a mission and needs to calm down. It is strange that the world of sculpture seems to have a magical power that can always take him from reality Pull out from the turmoil and give him a moment of rest.

However, those carefully carved wood carvings were all given away by him, or thrown into the fire by himself.

He's a destroyer, and he hasn't quite embraced the process of making art as a creator.To put it bluntly, I don't want to, and I dare not leave any hard work for myself. Any beloved thing today may become a weakness in the future.

When he was engraving the wood carving engrossed, and a curly-haired puppy was becoming more and more lifelike in his hands, he suddenly heard half a scream from outside the house.

The reason why it is said to be half a sound is because the sound stopped abruptly as soon as it sounded, as if it was cut off by the middle.

murderous look! The vigilance of his hands made Mu Yongye's whole body tremble. At this moment, he sensed an aura that was incompatible with this village!Without thinking too much, he almost reflexively rushed out the door.

Immediately after, what caught his eyes was a scene that he would never forget in his life.

Blood, sex all over the place, the strong smell of sex is pungent.This village, which was like a world of bliss the day before, seemed to have fallen into an endless hell in an instant.One after another corpses are lying on their backs, and the warm fresh blood flows together and gathers together. In a trance, it seems like the hands of these friendly villagers. Even if they are forcibly driven to Huangquan Road, they will still support each other and depend on each other. accompany.

Among the corpses everywhere, Mu Yongye easily found the corpses of the family of three who took him in.

The couple were preparing to cook, but the accident happened so suddenly, surprise and fear remained on their faces.The wounds were all on their necks. When their throats were opened, fresh blood sprayed out, splashing them all over their faces.

As for that little girl, probably because of her short stature, her fatal wound stretched from her forehead to her chin, almost cutting a small face in half.The saddest thing is that her eyes don't have the same fear as others, her crystal eyes are still so clean and clear, full of trust in the world.

Maybe she was sitting on the grass at the entrance of the village weaving wreaths. When she heard the noise, she thought it was Mu Yongye who had come, and raised her head in joy. She was holding the wreath and was about to ask him for credit when a sword light fell from the sky and parted. The world in her eyes.Maybe until she died, she didn't understand why someone would hurt herself, and she didn't realize that she would say goodbye to everything she loved.

The half-finished garland fell to the ground, and the petals were blown away by the cold wind with a smell of blood. They were originally pure white, but they were soaked red by the spreading water, brilliant and dazzling, as if blooming all over the place. Blossoming x flowers in the grass.

Mu Yongye's eyes seemed to stop working suddenly, the images in his eyes couldn't enter his brain normally, and they separated before his consciousness like a naughty stream of water.It takes all his strength to catch them and snap them into shape.

When his vision and thoughts were finally synchronized, he only felt his throat tightened by an invisible force.A salty sourness poured up from his chest, looking for an outlet in the corners of his eyes and throat.

He suddenly wanted to vomit, obviously he had performed the shooting task more than once, and he should be used to seeing X-rays, but he felt his stomach churning constantly, and he just wanted to bury his head and vomit.

The half-finished wooden sculpture of a puppy also fell to the ground at some point and was rushed into the moor.Mu Yongye walked towards the little girl's body step by step stiffly. He knelt down in front of her, trying to close her eyes for her. He raised and raised his palm, but he couldn't let it fall.Maybe it was because he thought that he would never see such a clear gaze again, or maybe he thought that it was his appearance that caused this disaster for her, that he was ashamed of her, and that he had no face to help her to rest in peace.

He just looked at her quietly like this, and after an unknown amount of time, a cold mocking voice was sent by the lingering sexual wind and waves, adding a bit of cruelty.

"At present, the enemy's priority is not the enemy, but the S people. If I wasn't here today, I'm afraid you would have gone down to accompany them by now."

Mu Yongye suddenly raised his head, and saw a young man standing quietly not far away.He was wearing a peach-colored hooded sweater, which was a very warm color, and the oversized hat was buttoned crookedly on his head, giving him a lazy air.

She has short mica-gray hair, but her right bang is dyed half flaming and half cyan, with a watery luster flowing in the sun.His bangs were cut very long, almost completely covering his right eye, and now he looked down at him with a half-hidden left eye, loosely and mockingly.

If you can ignore the blossoming X spots on his sweater, he looks like a naughty and lazy boy next door.

It's a pity that those x colors mixed with peach colors are too dazzling, and Mu Yongye is too familiar with this face.

"Sha Ying..." He spat out a name softly, and the name burned his mouth like burning coals, causing his eyes to clearly ignite with pain.

The young man called "Shaying" had his broken bangs fluttering in the wind, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "We meet again, Brother Yongye. If you want to call me 'Garuda', maybe I I'd be happy to give you a hug."

It seems to be chatting and joking among teenagers, but neither the speaker nor the listener smiles.

Every time Mu Yongye uttered a sound at this time, it was as if there were dry gravel rubbing his throat, and he squeezed out a question as if knowingly asking: "You did this...why?"

"Is this what I should ask?" Shaying was still squinting at him lazily, her voice was really childish and soft, but was washed away by the indifference in his tone in a blink of an eye, "If it wasn't for me I cleared the obstacles for you in time, do you really plan to return to the organization? Maybe you just want to stay here, live a day-to-day, and deceive yourself that you can live like an ordinary person, right?"

Mu Yongye's fists hanging on his knees slowly clenched: "I... haven't forgotten what I have carried. I was planning to go back to the organization after having a breakfast with them," looked at the man lying prone on the bed. On the ground, the little girl who was already out of breath glanced at him, and a soreness rushed to the tip of his nose again, "I really think so..."

How true this sentence is, I am afraid that only he himself knows.And he is also hating the part of himself that is insincere, his own weakness and hesitation are the real culprits who killed them!
Shaying didn't intend to delve into it, he just continued to speak softly and slowly:

"Brother Yong Ye, do you remember, you taught me yourself that we are the killers, we have to cut off our love and love, and it is something to be happy about missing a weakness. This is what my brother taught you with his life, If you commit crimes knowingly and easily, wouldn't it make the lessons my brother bought with x worthless?"

Mu Yongye's eyes were fixed in a daze, these words were like a nail, piercing the never-healed wound in his heart.

Shaying in front of him is the younger brother of his defected partner.

He wasn't like this at first.Shaying in Mu Yongye's memory was a shy and weak boy. At that time, his bangs were longer, thick and dense, covering both of his eyes.Mu Yongye seldom had the chance to see his eyes, but since he was polite and obedient at that time, when others did him a little favor, he would thank him repeatedly, and when he was shouted at, he would be in a hurry Judging from the performance of the apology, the gaze covered under the thick bangs should also be full of gentleness and kindness.

This kind of him is obviously not suitable to survive in the s-hand organization, and his partner despises him as a slow-moving person, and always curses him to go to s early in the mission, so that he will have the opportunity to change partners.Shaying didn't have the courage to refute, and her character became more and more inferior under the repeated suppression of the opponent, so most of the time, it was Mu Yongye and his partner who took care of him and guided him to practice step by step. He sincerely thanked them and also I have always relied on these two brothers.

After her brother defected and was executed by Mu Yongye himself, Sha Ying almost went crazy.He has always been submissive, only used to forbearance, accustomed to avoiding, but at that time he was crazy to find the top management of the organization.It was Mu Yongye who tried his best to stop him, persuading and persuading, talking good and bad, and stopped him from going to send sex.

Shaying is too introverted, even Mu Yongye, who is closest to him besides his elder brother, has no chance to touch his heart.Mu Yongye always felt that he was just a child who still couldn't understand such an important life and death, so he could only divert his resentment away from the organization itself, so as to prevent him from getting into a dead end and hitting the stone with a slap.

"To be a slugger, you have to cut off love and love. One less weakness is something to be happy about."This sentence was uttered at that time.

(End of this chapter)