Thousand Blades of Death

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Yan Ye said in a voice like a machine rolling, while using both hands harder.

To deny all her words. In order to deny her again. To make that mouth match. So tightly tightened the throat that made the sound.

The woman kept opening her mouth and closing her mouth in order to get oxygen. It looked like a fish just caught from the pool. Even so, she still seemed to be scolding Yan Ye, which angered Yan Ye even more.

She must be shut up and everything must end. Everything up to today is meaningless. Such things cannot be allowed to happen.

Until now, only madness is the only way to save Jianyan Yan, and the last barrier to redeem him. Nonetheless, at the last moment, he still did not grasp this minimal redemption to see the face of this woman who was breathless, and it was so similar to the favorite face in his heart. No, that was herself, and finally Yan Ye finally realized.

"what."

Aoi's throat slipped from the hands that Yan Ye lay down weakly, and was relieved.

She fell to the floor all at once, and didn't move after she fainted. Yan Ye has even lost her calmness in judging whether she is still alive. In his view, she is just like a corpse.

"Ah, ah"

It wasn't until now that I began to stare at the hands that had just strained Kwai's neck. These ten fingers just strangled the thing that is more important to him than anything, and it is also the meaning of all his own survival. It seems to be as rigid as the hands of others. However, there is no doubt that it is impossible to hide, that is him Own hand.

It's like a bug. The two trembling hands are very similar to the floating insects crawling on Sakura's skin.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Start scratching the already rotten face.

Desperately grab dry hair by hand.

The sound screaming from the throat was screaming or painful, and even this could not be discerned.

Losing the final rationality, only the beast's instinct to escape is now left, and Yan Ye stumbles towards the chapel outside.

The gloomy night sky without a star greeted the man who had nothing.

There is a secret in the chapel of Dongmu Church that only the sacrificial knows.

The wall connecting the chapel and the sacrificial chamber inside actually did not play a role of separation at all. All things and sounds happening in the chapel can be seen clearly through the sacrificial room.

Therefore, Yanfeng Qili sat in a chair in the sacrificial room in a very comfortable posture, and saw the tragedy performed in the chapel from beginning to end, and did not let go of any plot.

Seeing his thoughtful profile, the golden Servant next to him asked.

"Although this is a boring soap opera, how about the script written for the first time is already good, Qi Li? What do you think?"

""

Qi Li looked at the sky silently and took a sip of wine from the glass in her hand.

This feeling is incredible. Although the plot is probably as described by myself, the plot is reproduced by the flesh and blood.

There are no mistakes. Jian Tongyan and Yuan Bankui followed the instructions of Qi Li and came to the church to meet perfectly at the time he indicated. The props of the corpse of the Shichen also fully played its role. The magic spot was used to cover up the dead spots, and the stiffness of the corpse was adjusted after death, so no one could tell that the corpse had been dead for more than half a day.

However, since there was no unexpected development, there should be no surprises, but I don’t know why I suddenly felt some wonderful excitement after seeing the last scene.

If you have to say something, it might be because it is too vivid.

The tragedy just now is not a false story played by actors. Although there is Qili's inducement, it is true that humans have exposed their own nature to each other, sparks, and the glory of the human soul, which is undoubtedly true. That kind of fresh feeling, immersive feeling, let alone prediction, did not even look forward to it.

Not knowing how to answer Gilgamesh's question, Qi Li tasted the sweetness of the wine in her mouth again. Yes, if there is anything surprising, this wine is better.

"What the **** is that? I haven't thought of drinking this wine before, but I didn't expect this wine to taste more and more.

Faced with Qi Li looking at the wine glass with a serious expression, the hero Wang smiled slightly.

"The taste of wine can change unexpectedly depending on the wine dishes. Qili, you seem to have begun to understand the meaning of expanding your knowledge."

""

Didn’t figure out how to answer Gilgamesh with a smile on her face, Qi Li put the empty glass aside and left the seat, thinking of what to do afterwards, it couldn’t be so leisurely, the Kwai poured in the chapel undoubtedly needed help, and must Be prepared to make further use of the escaped Yan Ye.

But Qili glanced at the empty wine glass before leaving the sacrificial chamber. Then I finally realized that I still have a touch of nostalgia for the wine that has been consumed.

Can't help but think of such a delicious wine, I really want to drink it again.

When Weberville Witt returned to the old Mackay family in the deep mountain town, the night sky had begun to whiten.

Walk for hours on the aisles at night. If you don’t encounter a taxi on the road, you won’t be able to get back to town even in the morning. In that remote place, I can be lucky to meet an empty car, I don’t know if I should be thankful or angry. The **** of luck should look after Rider and Saber's fiercest battle. I can only feel sad about this misplaced luck.

From the taxi, Weber sighed for the long night march, when he heard someone calling himself.

"Hello, Webber, come here, come here."

The place that made the sound turned out to be overhead.

He looked up and thought old man Quran, who was still asleep, was sitting on the roof of the second floor, waving at himself standing at the door.

"Grandpa? What are you doing?"

"Okay, okay, come up quickly. I have something to tell you."

"Something? Why did this go to the roof again?"

"Here you can enjoy the scenery that you can't usually see. It's the best place to bathe in the early morning glory."

This strange behavior can only make people wonder if he is old and confused. To be honest, Weber does not want to accompany him. I endured the coldness of the night and dragged my tired steps back. Now I just want to get into the bed as soon as possible and let the tired body rest. ,, ..

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