Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Blood splashed on the hand holding the hilt, burning him so much that he couldn't stop trembling. His dark eyes, which had just been imprinted with a little light, seemed to be completely dead, and even had a bit of pale gray. After uttering that extremely desperate whine, his throat seemed to be completely broken, and no matter how hard he tried, he could only utter broken syllables.

It shouldn't be like this...Chu Yu didn't say that...Why...

The golden sword with white stripes gradually dissipated. When the last bit of light was extinguished, the "king" named Chu Yu completely ended. He could no longer even find someone to question or seek revenge.

It was so cold. The blood that could not be stopped was obviously extremely hot, but he felt as if he was frozen deep in the Antarctic glacier, cold to the bone and almost losing consciousness.

"You did very well."

The soft and weak voice was like thunder that woke Nan Ze up, but his vision had long been blurred by tears, and he could not see the expression of the person in front of him clearly. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe it, but one hand was wrapped around the back of the person in front of him, and the other hand was desperately covering the piercing wound on his heart.

He wanted to see Xu Yan clearly, and he didn't want Xu Yan to die. His panicked look was like a lost child, pitiful and fragile.

The warm and dry fingertips gently wiped away his tears. After more than two months, Nan Ze finally saw Xu Yan's face up close again.

"gentlemen......"

"I'm sorry, I planned all this." Blood continued to flow out of the corners of Xu Yan's mouth. His heart had been destroyed by the power of Chu Yu and Nan Ze, along with most of the remnants of the gods. Not even a trace was left.

It was a miracle that he could still hold on to say goodbye to Nan Ze even though he was already covered in cracks.

Nan Ze wanted to say something, but Xu Yan pressed his index finger on his lips and said, "I don't have much time left."

Then a kiss with a bloody smell fell on Nan Ze's lips.

"I have always loved you deeply." Xu Yan did not say this, but Nan Ze felt it.

Not only that, he also saw Xu Yan's life.

He was held up by pairs of hands in purgatory. Strangers who didn't know him tried their best to save this baby who hadn't even opened his eyes, even though they were suffering the pain of being burned by fire.

Their idea was very pure, at least, to let the child take a glimpse of the world with blue sky.

The regret of the gods was hidden in the dark, laughing at their ignorance. They actually used their own lives to save their greatest enemy. If they knew in the future that the baby they were holding up would destroy the world they loved, I wonder what their expressions would be. They would probably be very desperate.

However, he did not know that it was these people, whom he regarded as ants and a joke, who gave the child his original humanity with their own hands.

Human nature is undoubtedly fragile and insignificant in front of divinity, but it is also the most tenacious. It is like weeds burned by a raging fire. Even in the ashes, it will sprout again and will flourish again no matter how many times it is destroyed.

And they sowed a seed in the child's heart.

The child gradually grew up. He was born a 'king' because he had 20% of divine authority when he was born. He was very powerful but also very lonely. He was worshipped and feared but no one dared to get close to him.

During every festive occasion, he would voluntarily hide in the dark, silently appreciating the hustle and bustle of the world.

Until he rescued a child who looked like himself.

Then, under the child's undisguised love, he also fell in love with him.

He indulged the child even though the child was hurting him.

It wasn't until he found out that the child had secretly made countless human puppets that he finally collapsed. He almost had his humanity completely broken, but he still persisted because he couldn't let go of the child, and used his broken body to try to give him an ordinary but safe future.

However, this was also destroyed by the child himself. The child's arrogance and arrogance exposed his nature. Once he died, the future waiting for the child would be either imprisonment or death.

Xu Yan had already died. After his collapse, his soul was full of cracks and could collapse at any time. What would replace him would be a pure puppet controlled by the remnant of a god.

So he and Chu Yu set up such a plan, not only to save their homeland, but also to save his Nan Ze.

Xu Yan was indeed emotionally slow, but he had long since learned to love Nan Ze.

This kind of love is completely selfless and only hopes that the loved one can become better and be happy.

Even until now, Xu Yan has left him enough ways out. He will become people's new support, will have a bright and brilliant future, and become a true 'Brilliant King'.

"As expected of you, sir. You really know me so well." Nan Ze murmured to himself.

Xu Yan's figure was no longer in his arms. His husband left him with nothing but his love and expectations for Nan Ze, and the world that he thought was worth protecting.

How could he have the heart to destroy this world or abandon it?

This is the world that his husband protected with his life.

......

The threat from the deep world is still continuing. Although the remnant of God has been seriously injured to the point of almost completely losing self-awareness, it is still lingering on. One day in the future, perhaps there will be a real life-and-death war between the two worlds.

But by then, it will probably become a 1V1 duel between Nan Ze and Shen Mei Can Nian.

A slender young man sat by the window, and outside the window were gorgeous fireworks blooming one after another in the night sky.

This is the fifth Lantern Festival without my husband.

In his arms he held an exquisitely crafted white tiger lantern, his slender fingers carefully touching the strokes painted on it by the master himself, his gray black eyes filled with nostalgia and sorrow.

"Sir, I won the Best Actor award for the second time this year, breaking your record. I am also stronger than you. I have already obtained 49% of the authority. Those demigods in the deep world were beaten by me and dared not show their heads. They had to kneel down and thank me for not killing them after I took away their authority..."

Ji Beidou stood at the door and watched silently.

The handsome and dazzling young man told the lantern everything about himself. His eyes and brows were gentle, and his speech and behavior were just like the person whom he and he loved to the core.

He put the dumplings in his hand at the door, turned around and left this home that belonged to Xu Yan and Nan Ze.

"Senior Beidou."

Ji Beidou looked at the young man who suddenly appeared not far away and smiled, "Happy Lantern Festival, Lan Chen."

"Happy Lantern Festival." The young man, who was less childish but still cute, smiled shyly, his eyes dim, "This is the last time I confess to you."

Ji Beidou didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

"I thought I could hold on until the day you forgot about Senior Xu Yan." Lan Chen smiled bitterly, "But I found that this day seems to never come. Even someone as stubborn as Xie Zixuan has given up, so I think I should give up too."

Ji Beidou smiled at him gently. His flamboyance and recklessness had been completely restrained, and he became more calm, reliable, and charming. Then he said the same words to Lan Chen for the fifth time, but this time he was more serious and firm than every time before.

"Thank you for your love. I already have someone I love deeply, and that will never change in my life."

......

"Sir! Woohoo, so scary, the silver one is so scary!" 937 was so scared that he screamed and cried.

Xu Yan, who was resting at his home in Paradise, opened his eyes, took a look at the video of the gods eating sent by 937, and silently lit a candle for the 'food' side.

Because the scene is indeed a bit cruel.

Then the picture shared by 937 was suddenly cut off, and replaced by a pair of indifferent eyes with a hint of silver. If his voice had not been a little awkward and uneasy, such a pair of eyes would have been very intimidating.

"Ayan, I'm sorry. If you don't like it, I will be gentler next time."

However, before Xu Yan could answer, the scene was cut again.

This time it was a pair of hands holding a controller to play games, and the voice was lazy and helpless, "Some bad guys keep sneaking in lately. Next time you see them, just call me."

Xu Yan raised his eyebrows with interest, "Some?"

The hands paused in their gaming movements, then tutted in annoyance, and then spoke with pride again, "Oh, it's all my fault for training the executives too well, so they all want to come and steal my company."

Xu Yan thought of the contents of the contract he had signed and twitched his lips. This corner of the wall was probably thicker than the skin of a god and there was no way to pry it open.

Snap, the picture was cut off again.

Xu Yan stretched his limbs, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Apart from death, the thing he liked most was sleeping, probably because he had always longed to have a complete and eternal sleep.