After the group pet god was bound by the widow king

The three returned to the courtyard where Zhuang Yan lived in seclusion at first.

As a mortal, once a proud child of heaven and a social elite, Zhuang Yan has never been poor.

As a judge, Zhuang Yan was once under one person and a great god of the underworld.

But it happened to be such a person, such a kind, gentle and excellent person, but he insisted on living in this dilapidated yard with no door to hide for 20 years.

Originally, the courtyard was not strong-tight. That day Zhuang Yan was rescued by Song Qinqing, leaving only the black and white judges fighting...

The yard was even more crumbling.

There are several holes in the old outer wall, and the bricks and stones in the cracks of the wall are clearly visible.

Through those holes, we can see the appearance of the hut in the courtyard that was devastated and crooked after being swept by the "gale wind".

When ordinary people see their homes like this, their first reaction is mostly anger or anxiety.

Zhuang Yan was different.

Looking at the ruined former residence, he just smiled.

Between the brows, there is a little relief.

"Those little bastards are really capable." Zhuang Yan sighed.

Did not blame the two students for breaking his house.

Zhuang Yan just lamented that his two students have grown up and become capable.

Zhuang Yan turned her head and nodded to Qin Qinqing.

According to the prior agreement, Song Qinqing was unwilling in every possible way, but turned her head and gave Yi Heng beside her a look.

Yi Heng turned on the system and simultaneously sent Zhuang Yan's location to the black and white judges.

Almost in real time, almost at the same time, the black and white judge appeared in front of the courtyard in an instant.

These two probably have been fighting non-stop until now, in order to vent their years of grudges on each other.

When He Chuan and Xiu Guo fell to the ground, their bodies were covered with wounds, and they seemed to have lost their demeanor long ago.

Because of the continuous attack on each other, neither side had time to repair their injuries, and both looked miserable.

Even so, when the two came to the scene where Zhuang Yan was, they still stared at each other instinctively, for fear that the other would make the first move.

Coincidentally, the place where Xiu Guo was standing was closer to Zhuang Yan's than He Chuan's.

After noticing this, Xiu Guo proudly raised his eyebrows at He Chuan as if showing off, then turned around and was about to run towards Zhuang Yan.

"Xiu Guo, don't move." Zhuang Yan raised his hand to stop Xiu Guo.

Xiuguo had an aggrieved expression, like a child who couldn't get candy, "Why?"

"Stay where you are." Zhuang Yan and Xiu Guo were talking, but their eyes were fixed on He Chuan, "I'll have a few words with him first."

"Teacher! You are eccentric! Obviously I am closer to you!" Xiu Guo tried to cheat.

"Xiu Guo!" Zhuang Yan became serious, "Turn around and count from one to one hundred. During this period, no matter what happens, you can't turn around, do you hear me?"

"teacher……"

"You don't listen to me?"

"listen!"

Seeing Zhuang Yan's displeased expression, Xiu Guo complied reflexively.

Obviously he is a student, and he looks younger, but in order to make the older teacher happy, Xiu Guo took the initiative to give in and said: "Then I will count to one hundred! When I turn around, you will come to play with me !"

"it is good."

"Teacher Zhuang never lies! He must do what he says!"

As if for self-comfort, or as if saying it deliberately for the other party to hear, Xiu Guo deliberately emphasized this sentence, and then listened to Zhuang Yan's words, turned his back, and began to count, "One, two, three, four... "

Xiu Guo counted very quickly, as if he was afraid that if he was a little slower, the teacher would dislike He Chuan because he had more fun with him.

Seeing that although Xiu Guo looks obedient, he is still a petty child in essence...

Zhuang Yan behind him couldn't help but smile, but when he turned to He Chuan, his smile froze.

Zhuang Yan walked towards He Chuan.

He walked into the field of vision of his best student, occupying all the eyes of the other party.

"He Chuan." Compared with Xiu Guo, Zhuang Yan's smile always carried a dignified and restrained sense of alienation when facing this student.

"Teacher." Facing his teacher, compared to Xiu Guo who acted wantonly, He Chuan was always courteous and nodded in greeting.

"Very good." Looking at the tall and majestic student, Zhuang Yan nodded approvingly, "No matter where you go, when you mention the black judge in the underworld, the gods will praise you. Righteous and fair."

"Thanks to the teacher for teaching."

"There needs to be justice in the world, He Chuan, you must always be that justice."

"Teacher?" He Chuan's eyes moved, feeling that there was something deep in the teacher's words.

Zhuang Yan stretched out her hand to touch the Soul Seizing Knife He Chuan was holding.

He Chuan's breathing was stagnant, he subconsciously withdrew his hand, and brought the knife behind him, avoiding Zhuang Yan's touch.

Zhuang Yan raised her head, looked at He Chuan seriously, and said, "Never doubt your own position. He Chuan, do it."

"Uh……"

"Don't take me back to the underworld, this is my last request. Right here, kill me."

"Uh..." Black Judge received instructions from Pluto:

Either capture the sinful god and bring him back to the underworld, or kill him in the human world.

Zhuang Yan chose the second option.

Zhuang Yan chose to let her students kill herself with her own hands.

"He Chuan..."

"Why?" He Chuan, who has always been in a stable mood, unexpectedly showed his emotional flaws at this time. He looked at the thin teacher in front of him, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was struggling to suppress some emotions, "Why did you let me..."

"He Chuan."

"Teacher, is it because, if you go back to the underworld, your trial will still be handed over to Xiuguo? You are afraid of making things difficult for him, you are afraid of his suffering! So in the end you also..."

He Chuan swallowed the last words.

In the end, He Chuan also failed to take the initiative to say the phrase "eccentric".

These two words connote accusations.

Because I care about the intimate relationship, because I have had an intimate relationship, I can accuse the other party and suddenly "eccentric".

He Chuan couldn't tell.

He has no such position.

Never.

He Chuan took a deep breath and quickly cleared up his mood.

This is what he is proud of as the best god of death in the underworld.

Good at restraining his emotions.

Good at disguising his feelings.

He Chuan raised the big knife.

He raised the big knife that could easily smash the flesh of a god or a mortal.

The tip of the knife was aimed at his thin teacher.

Song Qinqing at the side couldn't stand it any longer.

Although he claimed to be an unintentional person, at this moment, Song Qinqing also felt extremely heartache.

very sad.

But it is the kind of sadness that cannot be cried out.

Song Qinqing closed her eyes, not daring to look at what might happen next.

In his mind, he recalled the plan that Zhuang Yan and him mentioned last...

——"You want He Chuan to kill you with his own hands?"

——"This is the best way."

——"Mr. Zhuang, please think again!"

——"I want to protect them. My death is the last thing I can do for them."

--"gentlemen……"

— "I wish you would do me this favor."

In order to protect Judge Bai, Zhuang Yan must die.

If he returns to the underworld, Judge Bai will never judge him, and even resist the underworld for him...

If you provoke Pluto, no matter who it is, it may not end well.

In order to protect Hei Judge, Zhuang Yan had to die too.

It's just that he can never let Judge Hei know the truth.Judge Hei cannot be allowed to know that the teacher is innocent from beginning to end, such a burden may destroy Judge Hei.

As long as he is always a bad person in Hei Judge's heart.

The black judge executes the bad guys according to the law, which is justified.

If this person is still his mentor, it proves that Judge Hei is a righteous person who kills relatives righteously.

As long as this is enough.

"Don't..." Song Qinqing's hands were trembling, he really wanted to rush over to stop He Chuan and prevent all this from happening.

But Zhuang Yan's life is not long.

As the god of love, he has seen countless joys and sorrows in the human world, so he knows better...

At this moment, to Zhuang Yan, the significance of completing such a sacrificial ceremony is so great.

want to block.

but can not.

Such complicated emotions broke Song Qinqing's heart.

Yi Heng at the side saw that Song Qinqing was sad, so he only silently held Song Qinqing's shoulder to comfort him.

Even if his brain stung occurred due to the physical contact, Yi Heng didn't hold back.

After all, it is currently possible to support Song Qinqing, with a little more strength.

……

With his back to Zhuang Yan and He Chuan, Xiu Guo still shouted the number loudly.

Seemingly aware that the teacher was getting farther and farther away from him, Xiu Guo was afraid that the teacher would not be able to hear him, and would not be able to complete the agreement on time, so he shouted at the top of his voice, asking the other party to hear——

"67! 68! 69..."

During the interval of counting, Xiu Guo seemed to hear something...

It seemed to be the sound of He Chuan's big knife tearing apart a certain body.

"Seven..." Xiuguo's throat cracked when he reported the number.

His voice was choked, and Xiu Guo was suddenly a little scared.

He covered his ears to block the voice that made him flustered.

He squatted down, let his own body temperature warm himself, and let himself not be so afraid.

"seventy--"

But even so, Xiu Guo's voice was still crying.

His eyes were blurred, and hot, sour tears welled up in his eyes.

He was like a helpless child, crying loudly...

But strong to fulfill the promise with the teacher.

Because the teacher does what he says.

As long as he counts to one hundred, the teacher will definitely come to him.

……

The soul-severing knife fell, and the gods and bodies were separated.

Zhuang Yan's body hardly spattered bright red blood.

This person is so weak that even the blood in his body is pale in color.

A bloody hand stroked Judge Hei's resolute side face.

From the bridge of the nose, trembling, to the corner of the mandible.

Judge Hei gritted his teeth, held his breath, and did not look down at the person in front of him.

It seemed that the tears in the corners of the eyes would not roll down with the movement of the eyelids.

"You, will always be..." This voice is hoarse and weak, with the last nostalgia, "The most like my student..."

After finishing speaking, the speaker fell down.

The body dissipated like this, turning into star dots in the clear sky.

The man could no longer hear Judge Hei's accusation, his expressionless but tearful accusation:

"But he will always be your most beloved student."

……

"one hundred!"

After finally counting to one hundred and the agreed number, Xiu Guo stood up abruptly, wiped away her tears, and turned around.

The moment he turned around, Xiuguo bumped into a gust of starry wind.

That gust of wind permeated with a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, like a gentle person, after lightly brushing his hair, left a kiss on his forehead.

It seems that someone has turned into a breeze...

kiss him.

When the wind blows away, there are no more stars in the world, no more sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

Xiu Guo looked blankly in front of him.

He saw many unimportant people.

Only he didn't see the only person who was important to him.

His teacher, who kept his word, finally ate his word.

He was in the world, and Zhuang Yan could never be found again.