blenderwars Chapter 41 041
Chapter 41 041
"..."
Cheng Xiezhi took half a step back calmly, and withdrew his hand from Yan Lang's hand, thinking that if I told him that I didn't really want to fulfill his wish, would Yan Lang immediately turn his face and be ruthless?
He said inscrutablely: "It will be there when it should be. Nothing can be forced."
"I hope I don't have to wait too long." Yan Lang smiled, and his voice was as low as a murmur, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait any longer."
There was an unreasonable sigh at the end of his voice, and the eyes that fell on Cheng Xiezhi's face were helpless and indulgent, and then turned away quickly, the obsidian eyes seemed to be forcibly suppressing some emotions, and they would all burst out in the next moment .
Cheng Xiezhi's half face hidden in the shadow had an obscure expression. He looked at Yan Lang, and seemed a little unable to understand his meaning for a moment. Thousands of thoughts were tangled together, and finally turned into the spring breeze that day, Yan Lang Lang's gentle smile in the long pavilion, and the extremely light "I'm here for the appointment".He slowly and somewhat stiffly forced himself to look away, his eyes fixed on a certain ethereal point in the void, and his mind was slightly empty.
Yan Lang followed his gaze and looked over, the tail of her drooping hair lightly brushed the back of Cheng Xiezhi's hand, causing a tingling sensation, Cheng Xiezhi woke up suddenly, retracted his hand into his sleeve, and watched Yan Lang stretch out a few After all, he didn't say a single word.
Seeing Cheng Xiezhi's completely absent state, the system felt that its data flow was about to collapse in a second: "Host, do you know? You look like the protagonist in the TV series I just watched. "
In fact, there is still a difference. The protagonist's attitude in the drama it watched is much more direct than that of the host.As for Cheng Xiezhi, the system always couldn't figure out his thoughts, he was indifferent, when the system thought he was attracted to Yan Lang, he could turn a blind eye to Yan Lang indifferently, and even prepared to leave the plan without delay, but It should be said that its own host has a firm heart, but it has never encountered anyone who is a special case everywhere in the host.The system couldn't help but fell into deep thinking and entanglement.
The corners of Cheng Xiezhi's lips curled into a mocking smile: "Oh? You actually know what love is for the first time?"
As a system that has not been loaded with emotion simulation programs: "..."
I'm starting to suspect now that you were hunted down by the Empire not necessarily because you really talked too much.
It squeezed a sneer from between its teeth as a response to Cheng Xiezhi, then closed its mouth and began to sulk alone in Cheng Xiezhi's sea of consciousness.
Sensing the emotion of the system, Cheng Xiezhi couldn't help but cover his lips and smiled lightly, quickly suppressed his expression, and swept the chess piece that he made into a cat's head into the chess box.
Yan Lang: "It's cute, it doesn't matter if you don't clean it up."
Cheng Xiezhi, who didn't want to be described as "cute", didn't change her expression, but her hand movements sped up a little.Yan Lang keenly noticed that when he said this sentence, Cheng Xiezhi quickly curled his lips, and immediately lowered his head pretending to be nonchalant and continued to pack the chess pieces.
It's really cute.he thought.
……
The situation in Nanzhao Chaotang was turbulent, and the various forces were fighting openly and secretly. Cheng Xiezhi didn't want to get involved at all. He just waited for the smooth opening of the Tower of Sacrifice in the near future.But trouble doesn't actively avoid him.
"The Lord of Nanzhao told me," Yan Lang tapped on the table slowly with his fingers, "The truth about the assassination has come to light. As we expected, it was King Chen."
Cheng Xiezhi wasn't interested, and didn't like this King Chen who had been trying to get close to him in various names recently, so he said "Oh" coldly, "The Lord of Nanzhao told you about this, can you still do it?" Let you deal with his son?"
This must be impossible.
The Lord of Nanzhao just wanted to give Yan Lang an explanation on the surface, otherwise, when his sons were fighting each other, he would only work hard and make peace, and would not easily favor one side.Even if Yan Lang was involved, he didn't want to express his attitude easily.
"The Lord of Nanzhao hopes that I will pity the heart of a father and let this matter go." Yan Lang raised the corners of his lips, mocking the rare "fatherly heart" of the Lord of Nanzhao.
Even if the love between father and son is really deep, what's the use of regretting it if you let it go to the point where there is no room for change.What's more, it may not be "fatherly heart".
Cheng Xiezhi: "This matter is no longer something you care about, it depends on whether his brothers will hold their hands high or not."
Poor King Chen's brothers couldn't appreciate their father's kindness, so they desperately stepped on King Chen, exiled him, and completely left Nanzhao's power center.Sudden losing a son in this way, Nanzhao's condition became more and more serious. On this rainy night, Nanzhao's crown prince braved the rain and asked Cheng Xiezhi to save his father's life.
Prince Nanzhao knelt down on his knees, begging Cheng Xiezhi with tears streaming down his face.Cheng Xiezhi frowned, and listened expressionlessly to Prince Nanzhao's words of admiration for his father, and the words full of affection and pain could not move his cold heart. Cheng Xiezhi even felt a little bit sad when he listened. bored.
--Why bother?
He was obviously afraid that after the death of the Lord Nanzhao, he would not be able to suppress the courtiers and brothers in the court, but he wanted to use the drama of father-son love to coerce him.
Cheng Xiezhi thought it was a bit funny, and said slowly: "I don't know how to do medicine, Your Highness, you have found the wrong person."
Seeing Cheng Xiezhi's attitude, Yan Lang also smiled slightly: "Life and death are deterministic, the prince need not worry too much, the Lord of Nanzhao will naturally turn danger into good luck."
Seeing that the two of them were indifferent, Prince Nanzhao couldn't say anything more, so he cupped his hands and turned to leave.
Cheng Xiezhi looked at his figure, thought of something, couldn't help laughing.Yan Lang sat on one side and looked at him, showing some doubts.He slowly suppressed the expression on his face, and said softly: "The father and son of the emperor's family are really interesting."
Cheng Xiezhi used the word "interesting" to describe many things. In Yan Lang's eyes, many things may not be really interesting to him, but more funny and absurd, just like this moment.Yan Lang opened his mouth, thinking of his father and brother who had already been dealt with by him, he didn't know what to say to Cheng Xiezhi for a moment.
Cheng Xiezhi didn't take this matter to heart. He asked the system to make sure that the Lord of Nanzhao would not die before the God Sacrifice Festival, so he didn't want to care about this mess.Within a few days, the little prince who was most beloved by the Lord of Nanzhao was caught on the spot and wanted to murder the Lord of Nanzhao with poison.In the power contest circle, only the eldest son of the emperor and the crown prince of Nanzhao remained at the end.
In an atmosphere of uneasiness, the long-awaited festival of offering sacrifices to the gods has finally arrived.Cheng Xiezhi turned back into a cat, and let a group of selected gods and goddesses comb its hair neatly, and tied a light golden ribbon on its tail. The totem of Nanzhao was engraved on the ribbon, and the lower part was decorated with with multicolored tassels.
The return of the long-lost divine beast brought a gleam of light to the gloomy Nanzhao sky.Everyone is celebrating the arrival of the festival.
The only ones who were unhappy were Nanzhao Huang's eldest son and Yan Lang.
The eldest son of the emperor couldn't understand at all why the divine beast that was taken away by his people should be thousands of miles away in the northern grassland at this moment, why would it suddenly come back?It is said that divine beasts have spirits, so the fact that he framed the prince with the disappearance of divine beasts will be discovered soon...
The eldest son of the emperor had gloomy eyes and crushed a teacup abruptly.
No, this divine beast cannot stay!
As for Yan Lang, ever since Cheng Xiezhi was taken away from him, and the priests of Nanzhao used the reason that he was not from Nanzhao to refuse him to enter the temple, Yan Lang's mood has never been better.
Especially when the spies buried in Nanzhao Kingdom reported to him that the eldest son of the emperor was going to attack Cheng Xie on the day of Sacrificial God Festival, his eyebrows became colder.
The system also told Cheng Xiezhi the news: "Host, I think you have failed enough for being a human being. You are obviously a beast that everyone should like and admire, but everyone wants to kill you. Why didn't you Do people like you?"
The system sighed sadly, "Obviously your identity should be extremely sought after."
Cheng Xiezhi shook his tail, and the bright colored silk sash flicked lightly, "Compared to this, I think you should check the problems in your program. The identities of the two worlds are inhuman, and it is difficult for an algorithm to be precise. In terms of the system, it should not be a mistake, right?"
The system replied in a low voice: "It is being investigated, but because the database is too large, it may take the next world to find out the real reason."
"It's good if we can find it." Cheng Xiezhi said "um", "We should leave after the God Sacrifice Festival is over."
The system subconsciously said: "Then Yanlang..."
"I can't help it." Cheng Xiezhi interrupted, "Let's make that deal a regret."
"I failed for the first time in my life—probably will remember it for a long time."
The system fell silent and did not speak.
So Yan Lang is more or less... a little different.
Each person and one system tacitly did not mention this topic any more. Cheng Xiezhi lay on the bed made of cotton, his soft body stretched out, recalling what he was going to do on the Sacrifice Festival.
——I was carried through the street by a group of gods and goddesses, and entered the tower when the sun rose to its highest point at noon. Prince Nanzhao had already arranged everything on the tower. As long as Cheng Xiezhi walked in, he would be connected to the national vein The formation will immediately extract Cheng Xiezhi's vitality to repair the national vein.
very simple.
Prince Nanzhao came to see him once, as if to make sure Cheng Xiezhi didn't run away halfway.He stood outside the window without going in, frowning and standing with his hands behind his back, unable to understand why he could face everything that was about to happen so calmly.
Of course he knew that the "National Protector" was Cheng Xiezhi, but he could only pretend that he didn't know anything.
After a long time, he shook his sleeves and left.
On the day of the Sacrificial God Festival, Cheng Xiezhi fell into a drowsy sleep, so he was stuffed into a sedan chair with veils hanging on all sides. Two fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls sat on both sides and took care of him.Seeing Cheng Xiezhi sitting on the mat obediently and motionless, the two girls breathed a sigh of relief, and sent Cheng Xiezhi all the way to the God Sacrifice Pagoda.
The God Sacrifice Pagoda is a place where only the guardian beasts are qualified to go. It is rumored that the guardian beasts will listen to the oracle in the tower, and then tell the god's will to the Nanzhao king.
The two girls in white gauze watched Cheng Xiezhi leap into the endless darkness at the door, and the little ball disappeared, and the dust finally settled in their hearts—the festival of offering sacrifices to the gods was now over.
"This tower is just an ordinary tower." Cheng Xiezhi looked at the layout of the tower, paused, and took another step forward to reach the range of the formation.
System: "Of course, there are no real gods in this world. The so-called guardian animal is just another special creature that can communicate with the original consciousness of the world... Wait, host, there are living people in this tower!! "
"I know." Cheng Xiezhi stretched out his paw cautiously, "He's in the center of the formation, but I can't quite feel his breath."
"Also, haven't you detected the breath of many dead people here?"
The system checked carefully: "They are sent by the eldest son of Emperor Nanzhao. They are lying in ambush in the tower, trying to kill you without anyone noticing." Cheng Xiezhi has been under strict protection, and only entering the tower In the end, there was only him, a lone "divine beast", and this was the best time to strike.
But the group was killed.
The system thought about it, but in the end it still didn't speak - it was about to leave anyway.
As soon as Cheng Xie stepped into the formation, a strange and mysterious feeling spread from his feet, the lines of the formation began to flow, and the golden runes jumped.He felt his vitality slowly being absorbed by these lines, not intense at all, even gentle.It's like this formation has been enough, and now it's just eating some desserts.
This idea took root in his heart, and he felt a little uneasy.Cheng Xie subconsciously raised his eyes and looked forward, at this moment he finally confirmed who was in front of him.
The young man Xuanyi held a sword and knelt in the center of the formation with one knee, his hair crown fell to the ground, his long hair fell against his face, covering his pale complexion, he was extremely embarrassed.He barely supported his figure with the sword, blood dripped from the sword edge, blending into a large expanse of blood under him.
It's Yan Lang.
Cheng Xiezhi looked down at him, and suddenly understood why he couldn't feel Yan Lang's aura just now, because his aura was already extremely weak, and the profound luck in his body was also weakened to the point where he was dying.
Yan Lang took the initiative to complete the step of martyrdom for him.
……
At this moment, a warm and soft atmosphere enveloped him, and waves of warmth poured into his internal organs.He clearly knew that this was feedback from the National Games.
Cheng Xiezhi stood there without moving.
He didn't know how Yan Lang avoided everyone's eyes and ears and entered the tower by avoiding the detection of the system, and he didn't know what method he used to restore the national vein instead of himself, but it still gave him the luck of feedback .
He didn't want to know that much either.
He felt as if he suddenly understood the mood of the person in front of him in an instant.
He closed his eyes.
Yan Lang raised his eyes, the blood stains did not detract from his gentle smile: "Xiezhi."