Saan

Yimulian swallowed his saliva, for some reason his throat was extremely thirsty, as if he was so thirsty that he couldn't even swallow his saliva.

He remembered why he fell into hell, and now he also felt the death of his master.

Just at the moment just now, a strange sense of tension ran through his whole body from bottom to top.His brain frothed like a boil, and he recalled everything in the past.

Before meeting the hell girl, he was also a saber, a holy knife that belonged to Arthur's angel.However, as the master fell into the world, he fell into hell between reincarnations.

As a knife, Yimulian has no chance of reincarnation as an adult, all he can do is just follow the trend.

Maybe he wasn't called Yimulian at all, but he couldn't remember what his original name was.

Yimulian was able to recall the first memory, it must have been awakened as the master, so even brought him back to his original car.

But what is going on with this signal that the body is sending now?

Death, death, end of life, unstoppable terror, irreversible threat.

Hongye noticed that Yimulian stopped, "What's wrong? Did you see something? Is Zuo all right?"

Staring blankly at the extremely handsome young man in front of him, the red leaves that are gradually growing taller, the red leaves that bloom and look more upright, make the outline of his entire face clearer, and the blond hair... even if there is no sunlight The background is also so shining.

Yimulian knew that Hongye was no longer the child who would only hug Gu Zuoqiu at first, but that Hongye's eyes were still clear.He has become stronger and braver after experiencing the disaster of hell, and he has not lost his original innocence.

I just think of Hongye's exquisite facial features. Looking at him, I forget which part of him I am paying attention to. The only impression I feel is that he is like a happy elf, beautiful.

The person in front of him is the mortal who made Arthur willingly abandon his status as an angel and fell into the world. For some reason, Yimulian just wanted to laugh, recalling the first time he met Gu Zuo and saw him getting along with Hongye so beautifully.

"Heh...heh", a little voice was squeezed out of the throat, with all kinds of helplessness and regret.It turns out that everything is back to the original point.

How many years have Yimulian held the heart that must protect Arthur and his loved ones, resisting Arthur's merciless attacks?

Witnessing Arthur's death time and time again, time and time again I felt my powerlessness.

So this time... will it be the same?

"Mr. Lian? What's the matter?" Hongye looked at Yimulian very worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Obviously, Hongye still doesn't remember anything.

So should he be reminded?Such a cruel past, looking back now, the century of confrontation with Ashura was full of darkness and silence, just like the world after death.

Will be killed, this terrible premonition flashed through his mind.

"Actually, I can find out where Gu Zuo is now, but that may not be the answer I want." Looking at Hongye, after all, he doesn't know what kind of person Hongye is.

At first, it was just because he was infatuated with Gu Zuo, and then he knew the existence of Hongye.Although it is surprising that he stands proudly in hell, and does not join other fallen souls.But Yimulian is not interested in what kind of person Hongye is.

Thinking about it now, it was a coincidence that he met Gu Zuo, and he couldn't take his eyes off Gu Zuo, but this was destined.Although the appearance will change, it is difficult to change a person's temperament from the inside out.

Maybe before Yimu Liancho realized that Gu Zuo was Arthur, his body was resisting Hongye according to his nature.

Gu Zuo is now alone with Yaxiu, and has even encountered an accident, so taking Hongye there is just another tragic ending, so is Hongye still happy?

Perhaps seeing the clue from Yimulian's serious expression, Hongye understood very well that things seemed to be going out of control.But no matter what... "Please take me there, please come to Gu Zuo's side."

When he said this, Hongye stood very straight, and now there is only a few centimeters difference in height between him and Yimulian, his eyes are deep and clear, and there are no spots in the depths of the pupils, which are gloomy and melancholy.Resolute and clear, although he is only in his teens, he seems to have the momentum to overwhelm Yimulian.

"I really lost to you," Yimulian smiled and shook his head.

He remembered, why did he protect Hongye with Arthur from the past?

Hongye has encountered so many dangers, but even so, she still trusts Yimulian and stays by Gu Zuo's side.Hongye really has a strong and gentle heart that is not bound by anything.

Presumably, both Arthur and the mortal Gu Zuo must be attracted by such red leaves.

"Let's go, we will meet sooner or later anyway." Yimulian was too clear, no matter what, he couldn't hide from Ash.

Go forward, even if there is darkness ahead, maybe there will be light eventually.

Yimulian and Hongye walked in the corridor one after the other, at this moment Yimulian didn't run in a panic anymore, he clearly knew a certain room deep in the corridor, where Yaxiu and Gu Zuo were.

"Ah", Hongye glanced at the window in the corridor, "it's raining."

"Really?" Yimulian felt that the heavens might be sad for the upcoming confrontation, right?

"I'm really upset," Yimulian reached out and grabbed his butt, his short black hair became a little messy.Bai Jingwenxiu's face had a gentle curvature, half of his face was covered by messy bangs, his slightly thin lips were tightly pursed, and the carelessness and childishness that usually appeared were gone. He slightly bent his back and inserted his hands into the in the trouser pocket.

Yimulian has found the room that was sealed by Ashura.And he also clearly saw Gu Zuo's situation... Taking a deep breath, he kicked the door open, closing his eyes, not wanting to see the scene in front of him.

In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed outside the window of the room. Except for the roaring sound of the heavy rain hitting the glass window, the tragedy in the room coincided with the flash of thunder. And anxiety rushed out together.A cold sweat made the hairs on his whole body stand on end, and he couldn't help but bend his knees.

This almost happened in an instant, but Hongye didn't lose her strength and fell to the ground in the end. Yimulian, who was looking at the ground, held him up as if predicting.

Although he didn't look at the situation in the room, Gu Zuo's scene was like an image hovering in his mind, like a nightmare, tormenting Yimulian from his heart.

Yimulian was pressing his beating heart like a drum, and Hongye was leaning on his shoulder with shortness of breath.

"Oh, you're here?" Yaxiu seemed a little surprised by their appearance, raising his eyebrows slightly to look at Yimulian.In his impression, Yimulian is just his own kindness, to hide him from living in this boring world for a while longer.

There was a chair leaning against the cold wall, Gu Zuo seemed to be sitting there, the breath of death enveloped his whole body.

The broken body was covered with mottled scars, the blood-colored pale skin was embellished with deep purple bruises, the hollow left eye socket was sunken, but the right eye was intact.

The hair was tangled, clotted with blood, and fell into the hair, covering more than half of the beautiful face.

"Hey, Hongye...", Yimulian stretched out his hand as if trying to stop Hongye from stumbling forward.But Hongye seemed to ignore it, and walked straight in front of Gu Zuo.Even Yaxiu ignored him, in Hongye's dim vision, he stretched out his hand to caress Gu Zuo's face.

Every inch of his fingers was painful, starting from every swollen cell in the scalp, the whole body trembled and writhed in the room, until the toenails were also congested and tight.Hongye's ears were filled with dizzy melodies, which made him unable to think.

Why?Why do these things happen?Obviously Gu Zuo did nothing wrong... It seems that the messenger of hell has come to the window, playing an empty lament.

The rain outside the window became heavier, Hongye clenched her fist tightly, her nails dug into her palm fiercely.

But I can't feel any pain anymore, I can't feel it anymore.

Yaxiu stood behind Gu Zuo, thinking that he had stood in that position many times to advance and retreat with Gu Zuo, just like he was Gu Zuo's deacon in the past, standing there, silently staring at Hongye out this behavior.

In Yaxiu's eyes, it was not Gu Zuo who was slumped on the chair without making a sound, and this was definitely not the person he bowed his head to be willing to call the young master.

Hongye hugged Gu Zuo tightly, and he could feel Gu Zuo's body that was weak and not even breathing.At that moment, Hongye became stern, and fixed her eyes on Ash.

In an instant, a needle-like sharp pain passed between his brows.The unbelievable hallucination played back in her mind, Hongye blinked, and sat there blankly.

What was that just now?

Painful and sad, but full of nostalgia and afterimages of deep love.

"Ah, ah...it's you, Ash..."

Hongye could only speak up to this point, and after that, he couldn't make a sound, as if something was bursting in his heart, gradually surging up from Hongye's heart like a wave, blocking his throat and suffocating his voice.

Hongye remembered, the first meeting with Gu Zuo, the first meeting with Arthur, and the tragic death of herself and Arthur for the first time.When was the last time you died?

Was it in the last century that he was severely pierced through the left chest?

There is also the gun that slipped from Arthur's reincarnated hand, and the slightly parted lips that seem to want to say something.Hongye once shouted hoarsely, but still couldn't stop him from finally catching Hongye's figure with his black pupils, and fell backwards slowly, lightly and silently, falling from the cliff. It has since disappeared without a trace.

All kinds of death scenes, like slow motion, began to attack Hongye.

"Ah, it was you."

I also remembered the disgusting memory of Ashura—the most profound Arthur suddenly abandoned everything, and him, Ashura, for a human being one day.

The author has something to say:

I want to come to this article, in the hands of the first two authors, go round and round, and finally leave me alone

The whole style of writing is the same as that of Gu Zuo, which makes people feel a little unbelievable.

But no matter what, there will be a period, a period of HE.

Thanks again to the friends who have been waiting, thank you for my motivation to finish it!