The little shou on the other side looks over

In this way, you can't be the Holy Son, right?

Cha Xi is still in a coma.

The system was unable to analyze the medicine used by Simu, and the condition for exchanging the antidote was Wuyu's artifact "Holy Spirit Code", and at this time, this artifact was in the hands of the No.1 Emperor Zhai in the game.

Emperor Zhai himself stayed by Cha Xi's side without anyone knowing, and the Emperor Zhai who went to find the artifact was just an illusion.

After all, he was worried about leaving Cha Xi here alone.

"Just hand this over, right?" Emperor Zhai played with the "Holy Spirit Codex" in his hand. This thick old book is the artifact that the temple and the royal family competed for, and it controlled the fate of the witch domain.

At the same time, Elliston's emperor Tila Sumi followed the phantom Emperor Zhai all the way to the center of the mainland, the legendary residence of the gods: Ensong Garden.

But now, only a ruined wall remains of this magnificent building.

The sun is shining.

Tila took off his hood and stood behind a broken stone pillar, panting, he followed Zhai Di's back, almost across the entire continent, even his strength was a bit overwhelming.

He took out the water bottle from the space ring and drank it, facing the direction of Ensong Garden.The black pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was full of surprise.

He rushed to the gate of Ensong Garden, looking around like crazy.

Because Emperor Zhai who was still at the door just now disappeared suddenly.

Tira rushed into the garden.

Temple, back garden.

Roses are in full bloom.

Small plucked a white rose, which was her favorite in life, and caressed the half-opened bud, regardless of the pricked fingertip.

Mother, I will avenge you.

Small muttered to himself.

"You are indeed here." Emperor Zhai suddenly appeared behind Simu.

Hearing his voice, Simo was neither surprised nor turned his head, and continued to admire Qiangwei.

"Your hand is bleeding." Zhai Di said coldly, with disgust in his tone.

Simu smiled softly, and licked the wound with the tip of her tongue: "It's nothing, the flowers are beautiful, right?"

Emperor Zhai frowned.

"Especially with blood on it." Simu smiled gently, and turned to look at Emperor Zhai.

"So, my lord, what about the Holy Spirit Code?"

Emperor Zhai stretched out his hand: "Give me the antidote first."

"Where are the books?" Simo casually threw Bai Qiangwei to the ground and asked.

"Here." An old book with a torn cover suddenly appeared in Emperor Zhai's hand.

Simu took out a crystal bottle: "The antidote." The crystal bottle flew towards Emperor Zhai.

Emperor Zhai threw the book over.

Small put out his hand to catch it, and smiled: "It's true." The finger pricked by the rose thorn wiped the dusty gem on the writing, and said so.

Emperor Zhai reached out to catch the crystal bottle, looked at the lavender liquid inside, and frowned: "This antidote should be fine."

"Of course no problem." Small turned to the book and read.

Emperor Zhai turned and left, paused, turned back and smiled and said, "By the way, I used illusion to lure Tira to the cemetery of the gods." There was a sense of revenge in that smile.

After leaving these words, Emperor Zhai walked towards the interior of the temple without looking back.

There was a snap, which sounded like the sound of a book falling to the floor.

Simu grabbed Emperor Zhai's collar, with a cold murderous intent on his delicate and beautiful face: "Where is Tira!?"

"Tch." Emperor Zhai's face was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "I said, he is in the cemetery of the gods, the forbidden place for living people. The death of the emperor is beneficial to the church, right? Hmm? The archbishop—"

Simu shook off Emperor Zhai and ran outside.

"I forgot something." Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the "Holy Spirit Codex" that fell on the ground, and Emperor Zhai kindly reminded him.

Small stretched out his hand, but the book did not answer the call and flew over.

The archbishop stopped.

"I didn't sense the contract, did you make a contract with Codex?"

"Maybe." Emperor Zhai was also a little surprised, but his face was very calm. "Anyway, I gave you the book."

"Break the contract," Small ordered.

Emperor Zhai shrugged: "I don't know how to undo it. The Archbishop should worry about His Majesty the Emperor, so please leave." After saying this, he tapped his finger on the control panel, and the teleportation circle was activated.

You can't stay in the temple anymore, just go back.

In a bedroom dominated by white, a boy with brown hair lay quietly.

Emperor Zhai helped the sleepy Cha Xi, fed the liquid from the crystal bottle into Cha Xi's mouth, and picked him up.

"Where are you going?" Small stood outside the door, pushed the door open and entered.

Emperor Zhai raised his face and replied, "As you can see, go back to our original world."

"Rescission of the contract." Simu said coldly.

"Step aside!"

A smile curled up at the corner of Small's mouth: "The law code you gave me is incomplete, and the antidote I gave you..."

Seeing Emperor Zhai's expression, although it was a very slight change, Simu still laughed: "Of course it is complete, and there are some more things added."

"System!" Zhai Di calmly called out the game system and scanned it.

"No abnormality, no abnormality. 』

"how come……"

Small approached: "Even if you are an angel, you can't tell, it's the blood of Saint Xinduo."

Xinduo... Emperor Zhai suddenly realized: "No wonder, you are her son, right?" How could he have forgotten this hidden plot, or in other words, because he disliked Simu, he subconsciously ignored the information related to him.

Tsk, jealousy is not a good thing either.

"It's good that you know. I thought that the "Holy Spirit Code" was on this young man named Ji Ye Cha Xi, and my blood would have the effect of breaking the contract." Simu's face was frozen.

"Is it to seize?" Zhai Di searched for information about Cardinal Small in his mind.

Small readily admitted: "Yes, but the words of ordinary people will be harmful. The most important thing is that the "Law Code" will only be integrated into the pure body, so there is no need to say more about the effect of my blood, right?"

Emperor Zhai sighed: "Actually, I only have half of the code on me." This is something Cha Xi didn't know, because they belonged to the same team. .

"How to take it out?" Emperor Zhai bit his lower lip tightly, watching the gradually changing expression of Cha Xi in his arms, extremely worried.

Unexpectedly, Small turned his face away: "It's all about purity... You don't even know this, do you?" The archbishop's ears are all red.

Emperor Zhai was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly: "When he wakes up, he will kill me."

"Then he has to kill you too."

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Zhai murmured: "I'm going all out, I'm sorry, Chaxi."

Smooth backed out knowingly, closing the door behind him.

Outside.

"This is the remaining half, the antidote." Seeing Simu's half-smile, Zhai Di sullenly.

Small's face was full of innocence: "It's solved." Then, he took the code, bit his finger and smeared the blood on the gemstone.

There was a bright light, and the wind picked up.

"This is the reason why I want the code. I don't have the strength to cross the continent of Tira. Most importantly, so that I can open the never-open door and let him come out. Also, my blood does not Side effects, I just lied to you." Simu's figure gradually disappeared.

The wind stopped.

Rose petals were flying in all directions, and Emperor Zhai turned around.

Opposite Huayu, Chaxi had red eyes.

"Tea..." Emperor Zhai was uneasy, but he didn't give any explanation.

No matter how you explain it, it doesn't help.

Unexpectedly, Cha Xi didn't seem to know what happened just now, she smiled and said, "Can I go back?"

"Ah."

Stepping over the white petals, Emperor Zhai walked up to Cha Xi and held his hand: "Let's go, let's go home."

Cha Xi smiled back.

En Song Court.

The stone door was closed tightly.

Small stood in front of the stone gate, holding the "Holy Spirit Codex" and muttering words.

Door open.

A rain of swords formed by golden fighting energy flew towards him, Simu waved his hand, and a transparent wall blocked the golden fighting energy's attack.

"Your sky is still so powerful." Tira's figure appeared inside the door. His well-made magic cloak was already tattered, as if bitten by some huge creature.

The corner of Simu's mouth rose: "You are not bad, have you reached the holy level?"

"Brother, I'm here to take revenge." The corners of his mouth were joyful, but Small's tone was vicious.

Tira stared blankly at the blond hair shining like sunshine in front of her, without saying a word.

"I know, you are my half-brother." Simu turned a page, pointed at Tira with his right hand: "Holy Light Cross Sword."

The cross sword shrouded in silver light pierced Tila, who opened up his fighting spirit to resist, and the moment the fighting energy shield dissipated, the cross sword also exhausted its energy.

"Not bad, Tila, try this." Turn another page, "Holy Light·Pure White Lotus."

The other side blooms.

The golden grudge forms a cross sword, "Sword Formation."

Tila stepped through the white sea of ​​flowers on the other side, those pure white to transparent flowers, and wiped away the bloodstains from the corners of her mouth.

"Stop it, Small." Tira's deep black pupils looked directly at Simple's blue eyes: "Even if you have the blood of an angel, using an artifact will still consume life."

"So what? At worst, we will die together." Small said, the gentle archbishop showed a crazy look for the first time.

Hearing such cruel words, the young emperor laughed, "My honor."

"Even if the vitality is exhausted, I will kill you." Simu stood where he was, and turned a page again.

"Dream addict." My mental power is not enough, I thought I could control the divine weapon "Holy Spirit Code", but sure enough, I was still too conceited, the remaining mental power can only use this low-level magic.

Thinking back to how Cha Xi and Emperor Zhai used the teleportation formation easily, he couldn't help but feel a little unwilling. Even if he was only a half-angel, he wouldn't be so weak.

"Are you addicted to dreams? Exactly, don't worry about it, take a good look, this is the truth, my Smoo." Tira desperately moved forward, before being shrouded in the darkness of the nightmare, she finally embraced the person in front of her .

Small had already exhausted his mental strength, let the memory flood him powerlessly.

23 years ago.

Temple.

The temple at that time was far less glorious than it is today.

The temple at that time was full of white manjusawa.This flirtatious flower is replaced by white, it is so delicate and noble, it is unbelievably beautiful.

Small stood up from the flowers, even though he knew clearly that this was an illusion, he was still shocked by the sea of ​​flowers in front of him.

"Feiyun." The deceased archbishop appeared across the garden. The young man had long black hair, and his dark blue eyes were full of tenderness. He was looking directly at the beautiful woman among the flowers.

Feiyun poked her head out from among the flowers: "Memphis? I didn't pick your flowers, I picked mine." She hid a bunch of manjusawa behind her back as she spoke.

"Hehe, I really can't do anything about you." Memphis smiled tolerantly, "You are a saint, it's not good to be so invisible."

"What about the saint? I've been a saint for more than 300 years, and I'm so bored!" Feiyun complained, her hair was white, but when you look closely, it is not white, but transparent, with a touch of blue.

Her pupils are black, as bright as obsidian.

"Really? Then what do you want to do?" Memphis was a little surprised.

Feiyun suddenly disappeared and appeared behind Memphis. She giggled and said, "I want to marry you!"

"This……"

"Dislike me for being old?" Feiyun pouted her lips, she looked no different from a seventeen or eighteen year old girl, if she hadn't known that she was an advent angel, no one would have believed that this young and beautiful woman had survived for so many years.

"No." Simu saw struggle in Memphis' eyes, he must like Feiyun.

Feiyun patted him on the shoulder: "Are you worried about my strike? It's okay, I voluntarily give up, and God will send a new angel."

"This is the best, Feiyun, will you marry me?"

"I would like to!"

"This is my mother's memory." Tira suddenly appeared.

Small was not surprised at all: "Are you a soul body now?"

"Yeah." Tira didn't deny it, and stared at Simu with the same eyes as Feiyun: "Understood? Your father is not Memphis, keep reading."

one year later.

Saintess Xinduo came.

Small looked at the woman, her blond hair was as bright as his own, as if it had been dyed by the sun.

"This is the current saint?" A deep male voice came, and Simu's pupils shrank suddenly. He would never forget this voice, because he saw this man piercing Xinduo's heart with a cross sword.

Chakra, the previous emperor.

After seeing his appearance clearly, Small trembled all over and couldn't stand steadily.

Because the man's eyes are exactly the same as his eyes, as blue as the clear sky.

Two years later.

Xinduo hugged a pure white baby and smiled softly.

Beside her, where the sun shines, Chakra stroked her hair: "Thank you."

"What's the baby's name?"

"Of course you take it."

Xinduo frowned, looking hard to make a choice: "Well..."

"Call it whatever you like." Chakra said, and Small wanted to give him a kick.

"Ah, I see! I like to eat mousse cakes the most, let's call my child Mousse!" Xinduo said cheerfully.

Chakra shook his head: "I think Smooth is better, no matter how the child will be the king of this country in the future, it's not appropriate to call him Musi."

Better ghost!What's the difference!So that's how my name came about...Smoo helplessly held his forehead.

"You're better than me. I'll just call you Tiramisu." Tira reappeared, and his soul was much weaker than before.

"It's not easy to have such a mother." Simu smiled wryly.

"Do you want to watch the next..." Tira asked, listening to his tone, it seemed that the scene that followed was extremely cruel.

"Of course... what's wrong?!" The memory space suddenly shook.

Tira frowned: "It should be those two people."

"Spatial crack?" Small also understood.

"Well, in fact, the altar is still a space teleportation device, connected to other teleportation points, those two people should be visitors from another world."

"That's it..." Simu looked at Tira in the soul state: "Hurry up." It seemed that Tira was about to dissipate.

Xinduo and Chakra went to Ensong Garden together to find the artifact "Book of the Holy Spirit of the Wuyu". Xinduo was accidentally infected by the resentful spirits around Ensong Garden, and the pure white angel was about to fall.

At the same time, the side of the temple, represented by Memphis and Feiyun, arrived at the same time as the royal family.

Under Xinduo's pleading, Chakra personally ended his wife's life.

"I would rather die than degenerate." These were the last words Xinduo left in the world.

The death of the angel triggered an elemental storm, and Ensong Garden was destroyed.

"It was very chaotic at that time. You were still young at that time. It may be because of your blood relationship. You just woke up when your mother passed away. The soul that had not yet dissipated merged into your body and opened up your sanity. Because saintesses are strictly forbidden to marry. So I don’t know your existence, you were swept away by the storm, if I’m not wrong, it should be Memphis who saved you.” Tira speculated.

"You're only over a year old!" Small retorted, "And what happened after that?"

"I was picked up by your father."

"What a mistake." Small said with emotion.

Tira smiled: "So, don't mistake relatives, I'm not your brother."

"It's cheap for you." Simu snorted, as if suddenly remembering something, he asked hesitantly, "We... should all be dead now, right?"

"Otherwise!" Tira said angrily, "You're too busy trying to figure out the truth, you idiot!"

"Who told you not to say it earlier!"

The images of the Archbishop and His Majesty the Emperor were completely destroyed.

"You said to die together..." Tira weakly defended.

"Hmph, let's talk about it in the next life."

"That's right, we are half-angels, so we have some privileges, so in the next life..."

Small smiled and replied, "We must be together."

En Song Court.

The missing archbishop and the emperor hugged each other tightly, surrounded by white manjusawa.

altar.

Emperor Zhai said: "Should we be able to go back this time?"

"Maybe."

Wind blows.

Cha Xi suddenly shook off Di Zhai's hand, her eyes flushed, "Don't you hate homosexuality? Then what did you do to me?"

"I……"

The wind stopped.

There is no breath of that person around.

Zhai Di stood still in the same place, maintaining the gesture of reaching out his hand, and murmured what Cha Xi didn't listen to: "I didn't say it, and I didn't hate you, I like you..."

But that person could no longer hear his explanation.

Tea evening, no trace.

The author has something to say:

Is it really good to have a big New Year's abuse? (??Dish?｀)

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I will never admit that I was abused by myself!

The next chapter starts memory killing.

Hope to have a happy ending.