Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

What Zephyr Knights, what Mond, what chivalry...

Did the thing you guarded with death finally guard you?

It's ridiculous.

She tore off the plain white gloves, and gently pressed Qingye's chest with her slender left hand.

The terrifying magic power quickly gathered.

Qingye only felt that the blood and energy in his whole body were frozen, his joints were entangled inch by inch, his lungs were twitching violently, and he fell to his knees powerlessly.

"Drag down."

The lady ordered to the left and right, "If you die, throw it into the sea."

Volume 38: Chapter [-] Maybe She Missed Something

cold.

So cold.

It's just Qingye Fengyin's only feeling.

He curled up his whole body vigorously, a thin layer of frost formed on his lips, the chill came from his bones, licking his bone marrow time after time, Qing Ye had never experienced such a feeling.

It's like... so cold that it wants to freeze the whole world.

"Drink some wine, it will warm you a lot." The uncle sailor on the opposite side shook a bag of ale in his hand.

Qing Ye still remembered him, it was he who fished himself up.

"No, it will be short-lived."

"I think your life will be short if you don't drink it." Maika took a sip, the malt wine was steaming, and the warmth flowed from the throat to the stomach belt, "Drink some?"

"...All right."

Qing Ye took the wine, which had been warmed. He held the wine but didn't drink it, and covered the sides of the wine bag with his hands, using it as warm water to keep warm.

The steaming water vapor dissipated in the slightly cold night sky.

"It's the first time I've seen...someone can take that lord's trick and survive." Mike was indeed surprised, even stunned.

As the chief mate, he had also heard a little about what happened on the second floor cabin.

A 16-year-old boy broke free from the chains of fools, and knocked down at least four officers with his bare hands, and the skin of the most serious half of his body was damaged by the wind... This is terrifying.

The officers of the crowd of fools are the elite of the elite, the kind that can be worth one to a hundred.And this boy is still so young.

Uncle Mike felt like he was talking to a monster.

"Before you were frozen and couldn't breathe. Everyone thought you were dead."

"Young man." The sailor uncle scratched his messy hair. He was very old, and white lines could be seen between his hair. Throw it into the water."

"But you're awake now."

My lord... is that so-called lady?

Kiyono was not impressed by this foolish executive, or rather, he instinctively hated this woman called Ma'am.

She feels very empty, like something has been burned, and in this emptiness is unscrupulous madness... Kiyono hates this kind of madman.

What's more, he is not a generous person, he is good at holding grudges, what the lady did to him.

"If you want to kill or cut, please hurry up." Qingye said impatiently.

"Ah..." Mika scratched his head again. He took a sip of ale, seemed to be pondering something, and shook his head, "I can't do it."

"What?" Qingye felt that the old sailor in front of him might be out of his mind.

"If you're dead, it doesn't matter if I throw the body away, but you're still alive."

Mike said seriously: "My principles do not allow me to kill a 16-year-old boy."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to see you off."

"Even if I might be a spy?" Qing Ye was a little surprised.

"I'm just a sailor, a sailor all my life, it's none of my business if you big men are not spies, I only know one truth, that is, never go against your own principles."

Saying so, he took out a sword from under the sailor's cloak, threw it back to Kiyono,

"This is your sword. You took it off when you were unconscious. Because it seemed useless, the officers rewarded it to me. Now I will return it to you."

Qingye took Shenqie, felt the slightly cold touch of the scabbard, and Shenqie made a slight clanking sound, as if there was a low-pitched thunder rolling in it.This sword is like his hands and feet, and now his hands and feet are complete.

Shenqie was sublimated from the Taidao "Snakecut" bestowed to Zhuguo by Lei Wenyingyu. It was bathed in the blood of the two demon gods, and then touched the maintainer of heaven and law. Its internal structure has long since been touched to the realm of God.

Others can't use Shencut, and they can't find out the difference between Shencut and ordinary swords. For them, the power of this sword is at best a fancy fire stick.

"Sir, you missed it... This is indeed a treasure." Maika sighed.

"Do you regret paying me back?"

"No, it's not mine."

The uncle said leisurely, "I have been a sailor all my life, and there are countless treasures hidden in the sea, but I know that I will never explore the seas that do not belong to me. This is my way of survival."

There is some truth to this statement.

"So boy, have you rested? It's time for you to go."

-

The boat that the sailor uncle prepared for Qing Ye was a raft with three days' dry food and fresh water on it.

There is no moon tonight, the visibility is very low, and nothing can be seen on the leaden sea, which is suitable for Qingye to leave.

Qing Ye was still very cold, the chill running through his internal organs hurt his body, just a few hours ago, his whole body's organs were frozen, including blood, bones, and internal organs, so the fools thought that He is dead.

Logically speaking, if he was frozen like this, he should burp.

But Kiyono knew why he didn't die.

【Devil's Heart】

Even though it was covered by solid ice, his heart was still beating tenaciously and eagerly, providing constant heat. With the slow beating of the heart, the frozen blood melted one after another, and life began to recover.

The legacy left to Qing Ye in the previous life was very rich.

They threw the wooden valve into the water, and Kiyono disembarked, with a piece of wood paddle tied to the raft, and he turned the paddle sideways and stuck it into the water.

The night was terribly dark, there was no sound in the silent sea, and Qingye was about to go on the road alone again.

He paused, took out the bag of still warm wine that the sailor handed him from his pocket, opened it, and the heat and water vapor were smudged.

"Thank you." Qing Ye took a sip and waved to the uncle on the boat, "Goodbye."

Mai Ka lay on the side of the boat, raised the wine in his hand, and said, "Goodbye."

Sailing is strenuous.

But if you know the direction, you will have motivation. The lights of Mond City appear at the end of your eyes. Unlike Inaozuma, this is a city with perennial spring. The incense of dandelions floats to the sea along the sea breeze. Slowly away from the big ship of fools, and getting closer and closer to Mond.

Mond is a free city-state, but also a city-state of poetry and flowers.

Qing Ye has been wandering in the sea for a week, and now he is finally about to set foot on the shore again.

Rowling the oars, he began humming the unknown song again.

He doesn't remember the name of this song at all, and he used to only know one or two vague melodies...

However, after coming out of that memory last time, his mind was worn out, and he forgot all the names and experiences of his previous life, but the melody of this song became clearer.

He even vaguely remembered a few lines of the lyrics.

"These scars have longed for your tender caress."

..

"Disturbing my morning dreams, you have quietly left."

..

"Your breath is sweet and sour like berries, and bursts of fragrance like lilacs"

..

"On a rainy night at Fruit Wine Lake, I would like to follow that wolf into the storm." (Note)

..

The storm is indeed coming.

-

"Has the boy been dealt with?"

For some reason, the lady asked this question.

"It's dead. We checked it." Her subordinate was half kneeling on the ground, his body was covered with wounds, it was obvious that Qing Ye's wind blade had injured him indistinctly.

"That's it." The lady said softly, "You step back."

So the subordinates left, leaving only the lady in the huge cabin.

The wind was very low, and the howling wind slapped against the window lattice, making a piercing sound.The weather was fine just now, but in an instant the sky on the sea changed, the dark whirlpool stirred, and layers of clouds pressed down to the sea level.

It's going to rain heavily.

Perhaps it was just an illusion, the lady heard a familiar singing voice.

but when you listen carefully

At this time, the melody disappeared without a trace.

It's just hallucinations.

She suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart, as if she had missed something, something was wrong, but after re-examination, the lady still did not find the source of that uneasiness.

Did he kill the boy to make her feel uneasy?

No, she is not such an indecisive person.

In order to revenge, in order to realize his wish, the lady has already decided to abandon good and evil.

The lady watched the torrential rain that seemed to overturn the world, and the treacherous coast, restless.

Maybe the bad weather affected her mood.

The lady doesn't know, that's all she can explain.

-

Note, this lyric was changed to 'wolven storm'

Volume 39: Chapter [-] You are... a sunken corpse!

Ying really felt that she had seen a ghost.

A few days ago, she caught a strange emergency food that could fly. She was not so surprised, but today...

What is this thing?

catch one...

A sunken corpse at the bottom of the sea?

The emergency food is still edible, how should she cook this underwater corpse?

The corpse is lying on the beach right now, with some messy seaweed wrapped around its body, basically no body temperature, no breathing, its body is bony and hard, and it looks good...but no matter how beautiful the underwater corpse is, it is also the underwater corpse. Corpse.

The blond girl carefully squatted next to Qing Ye, her pure white dress was dragged on the beach, and she poked the cheek of 'Shen Corpse' with her slender fingers, but the latter remained motionless.

There was no reaction at all.

Quiet as a doll in a window.

The young man was lying peacefully, and there was even a smile on the corner of his delicate mouth. He must have passed away happily.