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

【Fools. Debt Executors】

[Level: lv60]

Is this the one in charge of debt collection among fools?

This person was wearing a blood-colored cloak, and his whole body was wrapped in a pitch-black hat brim. Seeing that he missed a single blow, he lowered his figure, and his figure slowly faded away, like ink blobs melting in water, escaping into the darkness again. among.

The next knife is behind.

Qingye Fengyin sent it out sharply, accompanied by sparks flying, the executor's slashes became faster and faster, so dense that the wind could not leak out, and many afterimages were drawn in the night sky. Those afterimages were stacked together, It's like a storm composed of slashing and slashing.

Very aggressive.

Qingye turned sideways, avoiding the head-on blow, and turned around divinely, stirring the sword energy that filled the sky, his heart was clear, and he had already seen in advance where the executor would appear in the next second.

Although he can be invisible, but in Qingye Fengyin's Kongming eyes, he is very clear!

"Huh..." Qingye switched the elements, Shenqie vibrated slightly, and made a hissing sound, he closed his eyes, and there was only a little bit left in the world.

Shenqie blatantly pulled out of the sheath, only to see the wind rising, the clouds falling, the thunder snake startled, the wind and thunder intertwined, piercing through the executor's body.

He stared at Qingye Fengyin in disbelief, clutching the wound on his chest, no longer able to support the invisible state, he vomited blood, and knelt down on the ground in embarrassment and powerlessness.

That's it.

Qingye Fengyin exhaled slowly.

very smooth.He didn't expect it to go so smoothly.One person took over the home of the Fools, and if this record got out, Qingye Fengyin would more or less be given a nickname like 'Anti-Stupid Hero', which sounds more like 'Old Zongzi'. Classes are much better.

Thinking of strange things, he stepped into the hall and took out the stolen 'Qin of the Sky'

The Qin of the Sky is very light, and the touch is not so cold. When you touch it, especially when you stroke the strings, it vibrates slightly. Qingye Fengyin feels very nostalgic for no reason.

This piano seems to miss it very much.

"I remember..."

At this time, the hoarse and difficult voice of the debt collector suddenly came from behind him. Half of his body was covered with blood, and the wound penetrated his chest, and white bones could be seen.

He said with difficulty: "You are the kid we picked up. I remember you, hehe, you actually took a life. A small misfortune kills a life."

"Not very long."

Qingye Fengyin shrugged and was about to leave.

"That guy...that sailor. The sailor who let you go." The debt collector had only one breath left, and he neighed, "It's called Maika, right? He hid well, but we still found him. "

Maca.

Qingye Fengyin's leaving figure paused.

"what."

"Haha, that old guy, feed the unfamiliar dog! Do you know how we deal with him, hahaha, you should really watch that scene."

The debt collector deliberately said acrimonious words, and he wanted to use this to stimulate Qingye Fengyin and delay time:

"What's the 'pure sea', laughing to death, haha, what an idiot! I heard that he has a son, hahaha, the traitor's son should also be executed."

Shenqi pierced through the latter's thigh, and Qingye Fengyin lifted it lightly, the severed limb shot up into the sky, and the debt collector let out a horrifying wail.

"You might as well speak up if you have something to say." Qing Ye said, "There's no need to say such nonsense, you're provoking me on purpose, that's meaningless."

Qingye lifted the latter's hair, and pulled him in front of him, his deep purple eyes were calm and unwavering, so calm that it was frightening.

"You said he was miserable, but you actually wanted to say that he was still alive. You also mentioned his son. You wanted to threaten me. Then you should plot against me and say something like, 'If you want him to live, you Just so so so...' kind of nonsense."

Those eyes were deep and terrifying, the debt collector had never seen such uncomfortable eyes, and he could see through his intentions at once.

but.

"But I accept your scheme." Qing Ye said.

"..Why?" The debt collector trembled.

"I hate to owe favors the most in my life, and I also want to save face." Qingye picked up Shenqie, wiped off the blood on it, and the sword light reflected his face: "Where is that man, I will go alone."

As assassins of fools, debt collectors have killed countless people in their lives, but they have never been so feared as they are today.

"He is with Mrs. [Madam]." The debt collector trembled.

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Wow, I don't want to get stuck.

The past few days are full of exams, and there will be another exam tomorrow afternoon...

It should be fine after December...

Volume 57: Chapter [-] The Shape of His Death

Shape is the sea (three in one)

[Main task: Purify the Wind Demon Dragon]

Ms.

Rosalind.

Qingye Fengyin said softly.

From Rustan, no, from his past memories, trembling in his chest.

He will not deny this matter, because Rustan is himself.

Everything in the past is remembered.

Qingye Fengyin clutched his heart and closed his eyes. Those things seemed to be yesterday. Once he recalled a little bit, he could smell the flames of the battlefield again, hear the raging roar of the demon dragon Dulin, and the poisonous blood eroded His skin, he fell limply to the bottom.

It was strange, he was obviously dead at that time, and his memory had long since ceased, but he could still feel the tears.

The girl's tears are moist and crystal clear.

He once wrote to her, telling her not to go back to Mond during that time, but this silly girl wanted to come back, so she saw his shameful side.

[Madam], it's ridiculous to say that her appearance has changed so much, she put on a crimson mask, shed off her bachelor's clothes, and changed into a girl's white skirt. In Qingye Fengyin's impression, she obviously often wears She wears a hood, because she is shy and timid, and when she talks to people, she always likes to hide behind her, clutching Qingye Fengyin's sleeves.

But now she is different, she is so proud, she is wearing a dark black dress, dragging a cloak, she has really changed a lot.

【Qingye Fengyin, do you want to tell her?】

Humanity asked:

【Will you tell her who you are】

"No." Qing Yefeng groaned. "I won't. I won't die."

【why】

Qingye Fengyin stepped on the dark and sleepy mountain path, and he said while driving:

"Because I don't have much time left."

From the moment he inherited Rustan's memory, the wear and tear had come inexorably.

【Yes】

He coughed, and the cold air rushed through his lungs,

"I once learned such a saying, 'Don't make ties, it will only increase loneliness'. If you are destined to be lonely, then don't make ties from the beginning. I am going to die now. If she knows it, it will only increase loneliness. I was originally here To end this fate, and..."

【and? 】

Qing Yefeng paused, and he lowered his eyes, feeling the cold breath in his body, this elemental force from Rosalind.

Qingye Fengyin's body began to collapse, and this force that hurt the bones had a lot of credit.

"I don't want her to know, maybe she killed 'Rustan'." Qingye Fengyin said: "She will be very sad."

"Old regrets are not over yet, and new regrets have arisen."

[Although she will kill you? 】

Qingye Fengyin shrugged: "After the wear and tear started, I wouldn't live long, so I shouldn't bother others before I die."

【What are you going to do】

"I want her to keep going without any worries."

Qingye Fengyin looked serious, "In the years to come, when she recalls this incident, she will just freeze, maybe she killed an ordinary Mond knight, an insignificant person, so that she won't be sad , and you won’t regret it.”

"I don't want Rustan's remnant haunting her—I want her to continue on the path she's chosen."

【Do you think the path she chose is correct】

"No, I don't think so. I don't think she's on the right path."

Qingye Fengyin shook his head, he looked at the thin moonlight, and whispered that the forest was singing with the wind, and at the end of the forest was Qingye's destination.

There is nothing in the heart.

I can feel the breath of that sailor, Maika, he is still alive, the flame of life flickers in the dark night.

"But I respect her choice. She was a wayward and arrogant girl, but she has her own ideas, and she has persisted in her path for 500 years."

"I am not qualified to deny her persistence, nor the significance of her past 500 years."

【Human beings are really strange】

He paused, and said: "It's like...uh, like Dao Wife's General Thunder, is it General Thunder? I don't believe the eternal way she insisted on. At that time, I thought it was right, this It's a hammer thing, but so what?"

"Qingye Leiming will respect her way, even if he doesn't agree with it."

respect.

【You should be enemies now】

"Yes."

Qingye Fengyin gently held Shenqie, and Shenqie made a slight trembling sound, "I will struggle with all my strength. It's okay to be killed by her, and it's okay to kill her. This is all respect, and an enemy is an enemy,"

【you need to know】

【Now is not the time for you to die, your body is not yet mature, and your mission in this life has not yet been completed】

【Don't make the same mistake as last time】

【You shouldn't save that sailor now, he's just an ordinary person, and you have more significance】

Qing Ye shook his head with a smile, "What's the point? What's special about me? We're all mortals! We're all ordinary people, so what's the meaning of my dog ​​day?"

He took out the wine in his arms and took a sip. The warm hot wine warmed his stomach, and the aroma of malt surged up the esophagus—this is the end, Qingye Fengyin also fell in love with drinking in his life.

【Don't die now】

"So I'll just say it!" Qingye Fengyin took another sip of wine, exhaled hot air, and said freely: "I will try my best to struggle!"

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I don't want to struggle anymore.

Micah coughed.

He raised his head with some difficulty, and the thin moonlight shone on his body through the sparse branches.The sky is dusty, as if covered with a thick cloth.

Not far away is his boat.

This sailor has sailed at sea for 30 years, and the traces of the ocean seem to have been etched into his bone marrow.

The Winter Kingdom is a very cruel country.

The treatment of traitors has already been written into the law.

Tonight, he will be executed.

In fact, he didn't regret much, and calmly accepted his solution.

In the past few days, Maika has always recalled the past, the days when he was sailing in the sea, the salty sea breeze was blowing on his face, rough grinding his skin, he would also think of himself Have you not seen your child for a year?

How are they doing?

Meika thought about his own cemetery. He didn't need a cemetery. It would be great if he could be buried directly in the sea. He would follow the waves to see the child.

"Hi. Sailor."

The executioner of the Fools, wearing a dark ghost mask and carrying a very long machete, the stern light of the knife against Maika's face, the executioner grabbed the sailor's long sea-blue hair, and His neck was exposed, and the machete was placed at the latter's throat.