The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that I have such dependence on her, such trust, and such emotions that cannot be expressed in words.

Pure love, love that cannot be denied, love that cannot be polluted.

Absolutely unforgivable, absolutely unacceptable.

He—absolutely cannot allow anyone to deny his efforts and love with clumsy excuses.

Who on earth endured such pain that life would be worse than death?lie?betray?killing?hate?Things like that don't matter at all.

If it can't be recognized, it's better to kill it, so it doesn't matter if it's a lie, what he has is real.

"People I like—I have."

Takeya's body is like a puppet manipulated by strings, wearing a blood-stained night vision goggle on his head, turning daytime into night, twisting and moving forward, his disgusting fingers like insects climbed onto Yakumo's purple and white body. The neck, with the darkening red mark left on it.

"I have someone I like."

Wu Ye's hoarse throat seemed to be cut, and he made a painful trembling sound, and at the same time, his hands were more forceful.

In order to negate all of her speeches, in order to prevent her from uttering such desperate speeches again, in order to keep that mouth closed forever, the throat that made the sound had to be tightly tightened.

Wu Ye's arms burst out with veins, and it was the first time that he used the viciousness towards the enemy on his own people. Even so, the ironic smile on Yakumo Zi's face still did not disappear. mouth, still trying to taunt him.

This is not acceptable.

She had to be shut up, everything had to end, otherwise all the hard work up to this day would be negated.

This is not acceptable.

Can not allow such a thing to happen, I do not want to be denied, can not be denied.

No matter what other people are, only you... only you, you can't deny me!

"Ugh..."

Up to now, apart from the instinct of giving everything to the body to go crazy, Wu can't think of any way to save himself. Who is the person in front of him?Is it Meili, is it Zi?Or someone else?

"Ah, woo..."

Wu Ye's consciousness was confused, he didn't understand what he was doing, and he didn't understand why he did it, but it seemed that he could be redeemed in this way.

Ah, how wonderful it is that he can be redeemed even if he is riddled with sins. Hope is in his hands, and Wu didn't let go, on the contrary, it aggravated it.

The remaining reason has died, and the correct cognition has been shattered. These ten fingers are strangling the most important existence to him, and it is also the meaning of his existence here. Like a bystander.

It's not my fault.

But you who deny me are wrong.

Errors must be corrected.

So, I am not wrong.

The time a human body can last under the ravages of monsters is usually described as short. Tears from the corners of Wu Ye's eyes kept dripping down his cheeks, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more satisfied.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!"

The screams of grief gradually turned into distorted madness, and Wu could clearly feel that a fresh life was about to be deprived in his hands.

The last reflection of those bloodshot pupils was a strange monster, with a maddened appearance and an ugly, sinful aura that made one sick.

The upside-down day and night is Takeya's way of deceiving himself, hiding behind that little mask, as if he could forget everything.

Until the light in the darkness was relit, the familiar fist swung at him knocked off his self-deceiving mask.

"Hurry up and stop, idiot, Zi will really be strangled to death if this goes on."

The red and white priestess costume already looked old, but Stubborn put on a white coat, which seemed to show that she never regretted the path she chose.

"sister……"

Chapter 26 The One Who Knows Everything

"sister……"

When Hakurei's witch appeared in front of his eyes, Takeya's collapsed personality finally had the possibility to be reshaped.

He didn't know how to face the present Jing, he had been completely defeated by the possibility Zi described, and he didn't know if he still had the right to show his weakness and cowardice in front of her.

"...I said, don't cry, how old are you, why are you still acting like a child."

The raised fist finally failed to drop, and with a sigh, Jing let go of her fist, and patted Wu Ye lightly on the head.

The familiar touch finally pulled Wu Ye back from the edge of the abyss, and the rolling teardrops slid down like a thread, and he threw himself into Jing's arms like the child who didn't grow up.

"Hey, at least wipe your nose clean, it's disgusting, hey..."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Ye cried even more fiercely.

But even though she said some disgusting words, Jing did not reject Wu Ye. Holding Wu Ye who was already taller than her in her arms, her thoughts seemed to return to those afternoons in the past, after he was bullied by Lingmeng , It seems that this person always comes to him for comfort.

Jing, who used to drive Wu Ye away with a troublesome expression, finally didn't make up his mind this time, but used Jing's arms to soothe the child's wounded heart.

When Bo Lan's mood gradually calmed down, Wu Ye's spirit also returned to a normal level, he finally left Jing's arms with a blushing face, wiped off the traces on his face, and he didn't even dare to look at Jing because of his shame. s face.

"Really, where did the momentum go?"

For Wu Ye's performance, Jing felt annoyed and amused, obviously he was a lunatic who dared to kill even gods, but now he looked like a child doing things.