[Comprehensive Quick Pass] Reverse the ending

Not a tall human figure, the little girl with silver hair and red eyes looked around ignorantly, and finally locked her eyes on the blond king: "Archer, tell me, do you want to help me give birth?"

"The king never hesitates to reward his subjects." As long as you are obedient, no matter what your wish is, even without the Holy Grail, it can be fulfilled in the king's back garden!Wang, who regarded the whole world as his own, raised his head proudly, looking at the girl with disgust and evil in his eyes.

Avenger, is it?

"I want to be born." The evil of this world who was wearing Elias Fel's appearance suddenly bent down, and touched the black mud under his feet with his small hands sullenly, "I don't want to imagine this, I don't want to be trapped here, I want to go outside !"

"If it can make the king happy, a little reward is nothing." It was rare to have the patience to repeat this sentence, but the tone of alms was obviously more suitable for the king than an invitation.If it brings him pleasure, even a wishing machine that can fulfill all wishes is nothing more than that.

What's more, it is a fantasy prop made by human beings who are the head of evil in order to transcend themselves.

Angola Mainyu laughed.

"Will you help me, Wang?" The childishness faded away, and the two pairs of red eyes met, both full of malice and unfathomable.

The agreement between Gilgamesh and the Holy Grail, Angra Mainyu and Shuichi.

"Yes, I want to help you."

The black mud gradually began to increase, winding up from the ankle.He didn't avoid the wound on Xiu Yi's right arm, and even deliberately rubbed it a few times to tear open the wound, greedily absorbing the oozing blood.

A suppressed cry of pain overflowed from his mouth, but he didn't mean to show weakness. Instead, he smiled ironically and looked directly at the girl not far away.Having exposed your purpose so early, should I say you are confident or stupid?

The black mud entangled Xiuyi's neck, slowly tightening it, even with burning sympathy.His eyes gradually became blurred, and double images appeared, but he remained unmoved, standing there calmly, even narrowing his eyes slightly.

In the corner where the Holy Grail couldn't notice, the golden vortex was already looming.The door of the King's Treasure House was slightly opened, and Xiu Yi never made a business that risked his own life.

Finally, the black mud peeled off and returned to his feet.Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, loosened his tightly clenched fists, and the golden Gate of Babylon also disappeared.

The black lines started from the fingers, spread to the shoulders, even climbed up the neck, and finally the cheeks.

The burning sensation was especially evident on the back of the left hand. Xiu Yi barely raised his hand, only to see a bright red, blade-shaped, three-stroke incision.

Agreement reached.

"There is nothing that can help you, king, but please accept these three command spells—" Angora Mainu performed a nondescript and exaggerated courtesy, and the next moment, Xiu Yi fell into a deep sleep.

In this world, Xiu Yi's fingers trembled slightly, but no one noticed this small detail at all.

Mo Lan easily broke the already precarious protective barrier of Yuansaka's house, carried him into the guest bedroom, and placed him on the bed.With the support of sufficient spiritual energy in the spiritual vein, Xiu Yi's complexion is no longer so ugly, but the wound is still powerless.

Searching Emiya's memory carefully, I can only infer from a few words that the most effective way for the heroic spirit to replenish the magic power is to establish a magic circuit, or to exchange.

Mo Lan's face was reddish, and he stared at the unconscious blond boy on the bed rather tangled. □□Exchange, violently expel the thoughts in the head, cough a few times, trying to hide the unrest in the heart, but the roots of the ears are getting hotter and redder.

But no matter how unwilling he is, how easy is it to find a master for him when Xiu Yi is in a coma?

Mo Xie, the most familiar double-knife general with this body, was concretized in his hands.The white short knife cut across the wrist, and bright red blood gushed out.Stretching his arms in front of Xiu Yi, he said with a light smile, "Get up, Xiu Yi."

He suddenly smelled the smell of blood between his nostrils, and the red eyes of the blond boy opened suddenly: "Replenish the magic? You can really do it."

"Thinking about you too much, if it wasn't for completing the task, I wouldn't do such a boring thing."

Xiu Yi raised the corners of his lips, expecting this answer: "I'm sorry." His lips gently covered the wound on Mo Lan's hand, sucking blood.The pale complexion, the red pupils, and the bloodshot mouth overflowing from the corners of the young man are so harmonious, like a wounded beast that refuses to yield, making Mo Lan's heart tremble.

The two have gone through so many reincarnations in the world, and they have seen a lot of bloody things, so Xiu Yi didn't resist anything.

Feeling the slight loss of blood in his body, Mo Lan narrowed his eyes knowingly and asked: "How is it, do you feel better?" He didn't know why his behavior was a little out of control, and the sentence just slipped out of his mouth.

"No, it doesn't seem to work." Xiu Yi raised his head, his lips were stained bright red by the blood, making his face a little coquettish.He gave the answer without thinking, but ignored the dangerously small arc at the corner of Mo Lan's mouth.

Mo Lan looked at the blood on the corner of Xiu Yi's mouth and couldn't bear it.He leaned down like a demon, stared at those red eyes, saw that the man's eyes were filled with his own reflection, and let out a soft breath of satisfaction.

Xiu only felt his body sink, and before he could struggle, his collarbone was bitten by the man, and he felt the pain of his flesh being torn.He stared at the white-haired young man in disbelief with wide-eyed eyes: "You..."

Mo Lan lay on Xiu Yi's body greedily seeking his alluring fragrance, her lips moved up, leaving erotic traces on Xiu Yi's neck.It has to be said that even if the guy in front of him has become like this, the smell of blood flowing on his body still hasn't changed.

The dexterous tongue licked Xiu Yi's fragile neck, the bronze color matched the pale skin, and the white and golden hair intertwined.Like a wolf licking its prey, Mo Lan whispered, "Ah, exchange, exchange is the key."

He bit Xiu Yi's lips and rubbed them gently, and said with a malicious smile: "Since the blood doesn't work, let's use another method." The tip of his tongue invaded Xiu Yi's moist and soft mouth, plundering the moisture in his mouth. Every trace of breath aggressively swept over the root of Xiu Yi's tongue, entangled and teased him.

Xiu Yi was in a daze, when did this bastard think so well!I was clearly eaten tofu, wasn't I?

However, if he is angry, he can feel that his magic power has obviously recovered after exchanging blood and saliva. This method is still very useful.Forget it, you will lose money now, and you will pay for it later.

After a long time to do the calculation, this calculation actually took up his whole life.After confirming that the wounds all over his body were repairing on their own, Xiuyi no longer had the strength to stay awake, and fell into a deep sleep feeling filled with magic power.

Mo Lan caressed her lips in a daze. It was not so much a voluntary move just now, it was more like something manipulated her to do such... such a thing.Her erratic eyes turned to the bright red and purple hickey, her cheeks were flushed, and she wished she could rush out the door immediately.

The strange feeling when I got the silver gun just came to my heart again, what is the meaning of that strange memory.For several worlds, the feeling that he had been letting go and ignored by himself, now hit him all at once, catching him off guard.

That memory was so real, so real that it was like experiencing it personally.Compared with this, the past lives that I can hardly remember are more like passing clouds.

Surrounded by wolves, the young man with golden eyes walked out of the mist, stroked the hair on the forehead of the wolf beside him, and stared at himself with a half-smile.

The pack of wolves bit and attacked in turn, and soon, the owner of the memory was covered in scars and fell on the blood-soaked grass, his vision blurred.The expected pain never came.

Cold fingers wiped away his tears, fingers clasped together.But only for a moment.

Someone smoothed the wrinkles between the eyebrows for himself, traced the outline of the eyebrows with cold fingertips, and felt the warm touch on the lips.It's just a simple warmth, a feeling of peace of mind and happiness.

Wanting to stretch out his hand to keep that person, he couldn't move at all.

"Live." In the end, a faint voice came from his ear, which seemed to contain infinite sadness.

Be a bit happier.Mo Lan really wanted to speak, but she couldn't even open her eyes to look at that person.Don't go, in the end this unspeakable persuasion turned into despair, which settled deeply in Mo Lan's heart.

Suddenly awakened from the surging memory fragments, Mo Lan looked at the blond boy curled up on the bed in front of him, for some reason, he found those bright red traces somewhat attractive.Shaking his head violently, he stood up flushed, trying to forget the thought.

He put his hand on the doorknob, but couldn't turn it for a long time.He turned his head hesitantly and glanced at the unconscious Xiu Yi, wanting to add another blanket for him, but just as he took a step, his expression froze.

The formation of the Tohsaka family was touched.

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The array was not forcibly destroyed, it was more like unlocked by some key.So, the only one who can do this is Patriarch Rin Tosaka.

Mo Lan didn't stop walking towards the bed, she just wrapped her body in a blanket and carried him out of the bedroom.No matter when, Xiu Yi in a weak state is the safest only if he stays with him all the time.

"Is someone here?" How could Xiu Yi, who had not rested for a long time and had just fallen into a light sleep, endure his tossing, opened his eyes slightly, and asked softly.Seeing the blush on Mo Lan's face, he chose to completely forget the embarrassment of replenishing the demon just now.

After receiving Mo Lan's affirmative answer, Xiu Yi evokes a nasty smile, which is particularly pervasive against the backdrop of his pale face: "I want to be self-willed, what should I do?"