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

"Are you ready?" he said, his eyes contemptuous, "Is there anything else to say? What is your last wish."

The executioner hated this man very much, or he hated all mortals. He was weak and powerless, and he kept muttering about what he wanted to protect, but he couldn't even save his own life. It was ridiculous.

He likes to cut off their necks the most, listening to their desperate wailing, blood gushing from their insect-like necks, it is really a beautiful scene.

But now, the executioner doesn't mind giving the man some time at the end, he really wants to hear the voice of the man begging for mercy.

"You haven't killed me yet. It's been two days."

"This is not the efficiency of fools. My lord."

The executioner froze.

But unexpectedly, Mai Ka didn't cry, he didn't even change his expression, he just laughed silently.

"You want to keep me and lure that boy out of Mond City, right? That boy is a Zephyr knight, and he might come to rescue me. That's definitely your plan."

"When he comes to save me, you can threaten him with my life, make him worry, and even surrender."

He has been with foolish adults all his life, and he knows their methods well.

If the boy really came here for him, neither of them would survive.

No one can defeat the [lady] in the attic.

...This commoner is a bit smart.

But those are also civilians, mortals without the eyes of gods and evil eyes are no different from livestock.

The executioner sneered, he raised his eyes, and looked at the man contemptuously, "So what? A pariah?"

"You guessed right, the little beast is coming soon, and we will kill him, so what can you do?"

"My lord. My lord. I'm a pariah."

Maika raised her head, the sailor's dark brown eyes reflected the luster of the sea water,

"I have bowed my head all my life to live, but I don't want to die in such a humble way. Death is the shape of a lifetime. I can't bear this. I can't bear to wait helplessly for others to redeem me. That's still a child, so it's better to be a burden. die like

"What do you want to say?" The executioner smiled mockingly, "What can you do?"

...

What can he do?

He's just a sailor, a sailor who has been sailing for 30 years, he doesn't have the eyes of God, he doesn't have evil eyes, he can't do anything.

"I'm going to die no matter what. It's better to die one than two."

"What?" asked the executioner.

Mike thought of the boy again. If he could see his son, his son should be the same age as this boy, right?

They drank a drink when they left, and they were considered friends after a drink.

"My heart belongs to that pure sea. I will not defile it, my lord."

Maika said blatantly, his eyes were wide open, his molars were clenched tightly, his eyes were as red as blood, he gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to crush those things and words, that's really true A voice from deep in the throat.

"What I am going to show you is as a mortal, as a sailor's mind."

——"The shape of my death is this sea!"

The machete was placed in front of Maika's neck, and it was originally used by the executioner to scare him deliberately.

But Meika took advantage of the situation and pushed forward, so fast that even the executioner didn't react.

His pupils tightened, as if he realized something, but it was too late to stop it.

That bastard is going to die!

The sharp blade cut open the sailor's neck, blood spurted out, blood flowers bloomed, and the moonlight flowed in the blood, Uncle Maika fell powerlessly to the ground, and the light in his eyes quickly faded away. go.

"Go... What are you kidding!"

The executioner couldn't understand, and neither could he!

He had never seen such a mortal.

To do this for a strange boy?

The plan, the plan was all messed up, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and it was the first time he showed such a gaffe after so many years of execution.

Those eyes had clearly dimmed, but the executioner felt that those eyes were still alive, and there was a frightening light in them.

The desolate and cool moonlight covered the sailor's body, and the waves slapped gently on the beach with the tide. Maika fell on the beach, at the place closest to the ocean, and he slowly closed his eyes. In the silence he heard the sound of the sea.

The sailor who has been wandering for 30 years finally returned to his hometown today.

Every sailor has a pure and unblemished sea area in his heart. After 30 years of sailing on the sea, Mika finally arrived at the peaceful sea, where there will never be any storms.

The sailor's death shape is the sea.

-

Qing Yefeng paused.

He stopped.

【What's wrong? 】

Humanity asked.

"The fire is extinguished." Qing Ye said softly.

[Impossible, if fools use him to threaten you, they will definitely not kill the chips before that, this is not logical]

"He committed suicide."

Qing Yefeng groaned, he came to such a conclusion obviously without any basis, he raised his eyes, and the purple eyes reflected the drowsy night sky.

After a while, he lowered his head.

He took out a cigarette, wrapped in tobacco, lit it with a match, and smoked one.

When the smoke cleared, he extinguished the smoke, and Kiyono poured ale on the soil.

The hot wine transpired on the ground, and a faint mist also rose.

The cold night wind shakes the leaves and whispers the rustling song of the forest.

【..I will never understand you humans】

Human reason said leisurely.

[What are you going to do?You should leave, don't disappoint his kindness]

"I'm going to keep going. Because the knife that killed him is still alive."

【I will never understand you humans】

[Always like to do some meaningless things]

Qingye Fengyin took a step forward and continued to walk forward, the clear wind wrapped around his body, Qingye Fengyin's speed became faster and faster, his figure had already dragged out overlapping afterimages, everything in front of him was moving rapidly As the land faded away, he kept moving forward and forward, and all the woods he passed along the way were bent over by the wind.

This whispering forest sang along with the footsteps of Qingye Fengyin.

The executioner kicked the sailor's body hard and spat. He was really angry today, really angry!

why why!

Why doesn't this idiot kneel down and beg for mercy like other guys, and be obedient?

Now the plan is all messed up, how should I explain to the [Madam] on board!

The executioner shivered at the thought of Lady [Madam].

Ma'am's order is vivid in my memory:

Don't kill this sailor, use him to threaten Qingye Fengyin, if the plan succeeds, wash all the sailor's memory.

But now the sailor is dead, and the Mond knight has not appeared, and he has completely disobeyed the order of the lady.

What will happen to me, I dare not imagine.

The more he thought about it, the angrier the executioner became. He kicked the sailor hard again, twisting his head with his leather boots, and cursed: "You bastard..."

But he couldn't say that sentence.

The wind of the Whispering Forest passed through his shoulders, and he wanted to raise the machete and strike again to vent his anger, but the knife would not cut any further.

It's an instant.

The knife was attached to his left hand, soaring into the sky, and was caught in the wind.

The woods were swaying, the dust was flying, thousands of leaves were scattered in the air, and it took a long, long time before they fell to the ground.

Blood, along the blade of God's Cut, ticked on the sand.

Qingye Fengyin shook off the blood on Shenqie's face, turned around, her purple eyes didn't show any emotion, she just stared at the man calmly.

【Fools. Executioner】

【lv.65】

He is a higher-level debt executor than the debt executor I met just now, and he should be the only one better than a lady.

"Hiss...hiss."

The executioner clutched his severed arm, the eyes under the mask of the evil spirit widened, and they turned bright red with excitement, the corners of his mouth parted exaggeratedly, "You still came, okay, okay. Very good."

He's a lunatic, he doesn't seem to feel pain, his arm is cut off, but he's laughing.

Qingye Fengyin came back, of course he was going to laugh.

The executioner picked up the machete on the ground and took off his mask, revealing a ferocious face, with evil eyes embedded in his hollow left eye socket.

He lowered his body, his evil eyes flickered, and disappeared instantly, and the machete came towards Qingye's face.

Qingye didn't say a word, he turned forward without retreating, took a step forward, and Shenqie stretched it forward, blocking the machete. The wind on the sword was sharp and flexible, and went up along the executioner's wrist, first breaking the latter's tendons and piercing through it. Passing through the body, destroying muscle fibers and crushing bones.

"Eh.."

The executioner found that Shanghao's right hand was unable to exert any strength, and it fell down weakly. Qingye Fengyin raised his left leg slightly, accelerated suddenly, and put it firmly in the executioner's abdomen. He only felt that the internal organs of his whole body were turned upside down. .

Huge wind pressure pierced his back, and he disappeared in an instant like a shell being fired, one giant tree after another was crushed, every time he collided, he would break a bone, waiting for him to hit Ten trees were broken, and his chest completely collapsed.

The trees fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The dust dissipated, Shenche cut through the dust, inserted straight into the executioner's calf, and nailed him to the ground.

Qingye Fengyin came from the depths of the dust, walked in front of him, lowered her purple eyes, and looked down at him calmly.

hiss.

The executioner's right hand recovered quickly, he took out the dagger hidden in his leg, and quickly wiped it at Qing Ye's throat, as fast as lightning.

But Qingye Fengyin didn't blink his eyes, the wind blade cut off his hand neatly despite his heart.

It's like cooking a dice to unravel an ox.

The executioner finally felt fear, he was not afraid of death, he was only afraid of the young man's eyes, he suddenly had an illusion that he had now become the "mortal" he had executed before, in the face of great fear, he did not know Overwhelmed.

"Forgive..forgive me."

"Please, forgive me..."

He trembled his lips, wanting to say something, but Qingye Fengyin didn't give him this chance.

"He shouldn't have begged for mercy." Qing Ye said.

The executioner froze.

Shenche cut off his head, and the executioner's head shot up into the sky.

His terrified expression was forever fixed on his corpse.

Kiyono wiped the blood off the blade, retracted Kagami into the scabbard, stepped on the sand, and came back to the sailor.

He lay quietly on the beach.

It's amazing.

Qingye Fengyin lowered his head and stared at the uncle.

Obviously they only met once, and had a drink.