Contract · Ten Deadly Sins

In the end, what should come will still come.It's just that the end this time is another parting of life and death, or the victory of persevering until the end.

The entire hunting city is shrouded in a oppressive dark cloud, like a god-given barrier, isolating the danger of the hunting city.

In the center of the turbulent hunting city, a handsome young man walked out of a huge blood-red magic circle. The cold fragrance forced the smell of blood to disperse, just like its aura forced the surrounding devils to scatter.And this cold Mr. Pianpian approached a white figure floating in the air step by step.

Compared with this black figure whose whole body cannot escape even the light, the white figure in mid-air is more like a ray of moonlight in the dark night, clear and bright, holding a short staff in his hand, which exudes The soft and comfortable cold light like moonlight is reflected on the owner's fair and sharp face, like a beautiful Dharma figure who came down to earth with God's blessing, trying his best to dispel greed, hatred and ignorance in the world.

"The devil is coming, and the cranes are in the world. This is Sihan's revenge on Liecheng. I am just fulfilling the contract responsibility."

"Bloodwashing Hunting City, is this a contract made by Si Han, or you." After saying a word, he waved the staff in his hand, spurred a strong wind, and hit the black-robed man in front of him directly.

One after another suddenly appeared on the road, resisting the wind attack with their bodies, and facing the demon's frightened face, it was the devil king using the body of his own people to protect himself from disasters.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'll go back to where I should go after I've finished my work." But the gentleman didn't have any aggressive behaviors, I don't know, maybe, he just thinks that Lu Feng is bullying this gentleman.

Lu Feng didn't listen to this Mr. Pianpian at all. He put his feet on the ground and stopped in front of him: "Satan, do you think I will still believe you?"

"It doesn't matter whether you believe me or not, but even if you take out the contract, you still can't stop me."

"Isn't the Demon Race a race that has always claimed that keeping the contract is the first criterion? Why, if you want to break the precept, you should tear it up."

"I will not do such a thing, demons, born to survive and develop by contract, as a demon king, I will not break this precept." The echo from hell is still so warm, but the sense of oppression cannot be ignored, " It's you, Lu Feng, who is responsible for hiding the Dark Son, and who should be blamed for this, I think you know better than me."

The sudden overturning of old accounts made Lu Feng panic.However, the black robe in front of him didn't show any expression, so he didn't know whether it was angry or mocking.

Just before Lu Feng could react in time, the black robe in front of him performed a magic trick. With a swipe of his hand, a burst of cold flames blew out of thin air, attacking Lu Feng. Danger was approaching. Lu Feng reacted quickly, turned the staff, and moved One hit.

The black robe said to another black robe man: "Master Demon King, you go first, I will hold him back."

Lu Feng still wanted to stop the Demon King's pace, but he was blocked by the man in black who stood in front of him. The cold scent left only a residual breath, and soon, the residual scent was instantly surrounded by people around him. The blood coming over covered the original taste.

Su Zhengyang followed Si Han and Karu back to the familiar yet unfamiliar "Qi" bar; the familiar furnishings and packaging were still there, but the strange thing was that there was no trace of blood here, and all the facial expressions were the same as before, but there was no popularity at all.Passed through the stairs and entered the dead and silent tomb space.

"What did you bring me here for?" Su Zhengyang asked puzzled.

"Do you still remember, you once asked me, where did the original me go?" Si Han said as if he suddenly thought of something.

"What?" Su Zhengyang was taken aback by the sudden question.

Si Han didn't pay attention to this matter, he immediately jumped onto the bench where he usually sat, as if he was groping for something, but continued to himself: "In a moment, I need you Do one thing, promise me, don't hesitate."

Si Han seemed to be using this mysterious gift to lure Su Zhengyang to agree to his request, but Si Han didn't plan to open the gift box until he agreed.But this action frightened Karu: "Si Han, what are you doing! You will die!"

Hearing Kalu's exclamation, Su Zhengyang realized that this was a trap: "No, I don't agree, I don't agree." He also ignored everything and snatched his hand from the mechanism, "I don't care What's inside, I've identified you."

It's rare for Su Zhengyang to suddenly become enlightened, but such a depressing scene and the turbulent atmosphere outside are very unsuitable for such a "joke"

"You really don't need to look at it. This time, our life is up to you to make a choice. I believe in you. We will definitely be able to get out alive." Such a skillful sentence directly overshadowed the truth that Kalu had inadvertently said .

Finally, Su Zhengyang still couldn't resist the call of the "voice", and when he opened it, a familiar face in front of Su Zhengyang finally saw the light.

A frail body, a face that looked peaceful as if he was asleep, and the four-sided blade of the same style that Si Han hung on his neck still pierced impressively on his left chest.The "spring eye" that should have been gushing out the bloody fountain has dried up, and the magical symbols on the four-edged cone seem to be too strange to be trapped here.

Seeing such a face, Su Zhengyang was so shocked that he couldn't speak until he saw the weird four-bladed awl stuck on his left chest, and his tears brushed against the one that fell uncontrollably in front of him. On the body that has no response.

"Zhengyu, it's my brother who didn't protect you well. As a brother, I'm useless. I'm sorry." He lay on the body, crying so hard that he couldn't help himself.

"You've done a good job, none of this is your fault, but promise me one thing, after a while, listen to my order, and pull out that awl, don't hesitate." Si Han ordered the last thing , just like confessing his last words, maybe he already knew the ending, but Su Zhengyang was too upright to understand the meaning behind it, and Si Han didn't intend to explain it.

Kalu couldn't stand it any longer, and was about to speak when Si Han shot him with a quick look, Kalu had no choice but to give up.

"Why must it be me, Kalu can't do it." For Su Zhengyang, pulling out the awl with his own hands is the same kind of cruelty that he doesn't want to face as killing his own relatives.

Si Han didn't seem to give him such a chance to choose: "Because you are the only Dark Son here, and my blood is still flowing in your body, no one else can do this except you."

Although Su Zhengyang was extremely unwilling, he still held up the four-edged awl with trembling hands, waiting for the order to come at any time.

Si Han's heart, the pain that could not be suppressed by alcohol, trembled with Su Zhengyang's trembling hands, but, facing the danger that would appear at any time, he could not let the people present worry or be distracted, so he could only grit his teeth , he couldn't make a sound at all, and even suppressed the trembling of his body. He didn't notice anything strange when he faced Su Zhengyang's back.

Too calm, Su Zhengyang always felt a little uneasy, and was about to look back at Si Han, but he didn't give Su Zhengyang this chance: "Don't look back, don't be distracted."

Although Su Zhengyang wanted to look at Si Han, he would be more at ease, at least Si Han behind him was still alive, but compared to just now, having his voice comforted his anxiety.His trembling hands finally settled down.The feeling of heartache also eased a little with the steady hand.

"Don't shake your hands. What you are grabbing is his life. If the wound is torn, Si Han will be in pain." Although Su Zhengyang turned his back to Si Han, all this did not escape Kalu's sight. Seeing the cold sweat dripping down Si Han's face, and the jaw that was just loosened and could be crushed at any time.Although he felt sorry for him who was suffering in front of him, he didn't dare to take a step closer, not because he was afraid, but because he wanted to stand in front of them and prepare to deal with that person who didn't know when he would appear.

"Zhengyu, I'm sorry" finally realized that they are one. Although Si Han has a body that can be touched and is more muscular than the frail one in front of him, their souls and feelings are indeed connected. Although they They have two identities and two personalities, "Si Han" and "Su Zhengyu".And the same soul is more like a link between the two identities.

Si Han could feel Su Zhengyu's despair and pain, he could pass on his memory of loneliness in this world, he could also care about the evaluation he cared about called "sensible", and even fell in love with his... brother instead of him.

Si Han and Su Zhengyu are different.

Si cold is calm, excellent, and has good clothes, and because of this kind of clothes, it sets off his supreme self-confidence, his ability to look down on the world and control the overall situation.In the immature face, there is a pair of eyes that accommodate the starry sky and the human heart, but sometimes they attract everything like a black hole.As long as you look at him, you can no longer escape the shackles of those eyes.His city is extremely deep.No one can pry into his real thoughts unless he is willing to say it himself.Happiness and anger are not visible, the smile on the face may not be happy; the sullen appearance is not angry in the heart; congratulations are spoken, but the heart is calculating.

Su Zhengyu's heart was as pure as a lake of clear water, and he looked to the bottom at a glance, but because of his transparency, he was often ignored.I only think of it when I am thirsty.The scenery on my body is not my own, but the surrounding green trees and sky, and I don't even have colors.As warm as jade, as quiet as ever, there is no sound, but it voluntarily moistens everything, even if what returns on the water is withered and yellow leaves, there is no trace of resentment.But, will you really not be lost?It's just that no one can see the tears of the lake.

When Su Zhengyang was immersed in such confusion, Kalu exclaimed: "The devil is here!"

All thoughts were brought back to reality, but looking at the black robe in front of him, he seemed familiar, without any fear, maybe, he thought, he had already seen the tricks of "it".It's just that it's strange, but it doesn't feel familiar. It's obviously a black robe that I've seen before.Finally, a cold fragrance drifted over, and I finally knew why, Karoo's brother didn't have that fragrance.

"I watched this play very well. Are you planning to include me in your plan?" Wen Run from Hell recalled that it was strange to appear in such a figure, but it didn't make people feel like such a voice. Hate.On the contrary, there is an inexplicable attraction.

Si Han continued with his expressionless expression: "We finally meet, Demon King, it's really not easy to meet you." Switching freely, it really is an old world.

"In front of me, what circles do you go around? I think I'm more interested in the one holding your life."

"What fate?" Su Zhengyang caught the point, with a look of astonishment.

"Didn't your brother tell you? Why?" The devil's question shifted from Su Zhengyang to Si Han.

Si Han looked at him vigilantly, even though he tried his best to restrain himself, his trembling body couldn't really calm down.

"Why, you are so afraid that you are trembling, you dare not speak, let me speak."

"Shut up!" Si Han didn't give him a chance, and directly used his thoughts to condense the cold black flame that burned out of thin air into a long stick.He swung his stick and attacked the black robe, but the black robe had no intention of avoiding it. Seeing that the black flame-patterned stick was about to touch the corner of the black robe, Si Han's eyes widened. It was a look of surprise.

The robe that was swung by the long stick turned into the cold flames of hell, the kind of flame that can be seen but cannot be touched. A new robe, without a trace.

The author has something to say:

The last big boss comes on stage, and the end of everything is coming.There is an unlimited supply of glass slag. Perhaps, I will finish writing the last chapter in tears.If the judges want to watch the episode and sprinkle sugar directly, or continue to sprinkle glass slag.You decide.