Above the Seven Towers

Ji Yijun pushed open the door of the hotel, and really saw Cole sitting at the table and slowly drinking with a wooden cup. The other party seemed to know that he would come, and said hello to him by toasting, "Is the confinement over?"

The mercenary gave him the same feeling as before, lazy and careless, and the current portrayal of drunkenness is their best portrayal. A few days ago, the fierce battle could not find the slightest shadow on him, and the danger of dying was like a past story for him.

After a battle, will one day be the same? Ji Yijun clenched his fists unconsciously.

Ji Yijun walked over slowly, staring at Cole for a while, took out a handkerchief wrapped in his pocket, and threw it in front of Cole, dumbfounded: "Is this really him?"

Cole did not open the handkerchief, but smiled slightly, with a smile of pride.

"Of course. Otherwise, Zhang Hong won't take it to you," he said.

"Zhang Hong? Just a coward. Even if this ear is true, people are not killed by him. I don't need to accept his affection." Ji Yijun stood on the side of Cole and looked at him from the top.

Cole nodded recklessly, not knowing which part of Ji Yijun's words he agreed with.

"Really. Really Orville." Cole couldn't stand Ji Yijun's gaze, and had to stress it again. "I chased him for half an hour in the palace, and shot him several arrows in the chase, and cut off his Tendons and hamstrings, he cut dozens of knives on his body, and finally cut his throat. He died so painfully, your father can rest in peace. "

These tortures came out of Cole's mouth, which seemed natural, but it made Ji Yijun uncomfortable. He squinted at Cole and asked, "You have no hatred with him, why should you do that?"

"Because I am happy. A horse thief fell into the hands of a mercenary. That should be the result. The reverse is also true. It depends on whose knife is faster." Cole smiled more, "Aren't you happy? If he falls?" In your hands, would you give him a happy heart directly? "

"I" Ji Yijun is stuck, will he easily kill the murderer who murdered his father? Will he not impose any additional revenge? He had to admit that in his own mind, the murderer had already been concocted by him with countless cruel punishments thousands of times. What Cole did was only the slightest of the means he imagined. What if it was you, not Cole, who hunted Orville? Ji Yijun repeatedly asked himself, the answer was hesitant among several choices, and finally fell to do not know.

"Are there any fewer lives in the hands of these horse thieves? No matter how I torture him, those resentful souls will applaud in the sky. Even the **** of nature will agree with my approach." Cole sipped his wine, slowly shaking the glass Tao said, "The revenge is sweet, but the simple sweetness is too bland, and the torture is a good drink."

"You are a lunatic."

"You will join us one day." Cole blinked at him.

"How can you be sure that the horse thief you hacked is Orville? You haven't seen him." Ji Yijun asked with a stretched face.

Cole picked up the arrow pot leaning against the table legs from his feet, rummaging through it, and pulled an arrow from it. He threw the arrow on the table and said, "This is an arrow used by Orville, it is evidence!"

Ji Yijun picked up the arrow, flipped it over and looked at it for a while, and said, "It's a very common arrow. There can be more than one arrow among the horse thieves. What does that mean?"

Cole drew another arrow from his arrow pot and put it on the table. He reached out and made a please gesture to make Ji Yijun compare.

Ji Yijun: "The shape of the arrow feather?"

He saw Orville's arrow feathers have a shallow curvature, close to an oval shape, while Cole's arrow feathers are relatively straight, giving a sharp feeling.

"Yes!" Cole nodded. "Do you remember the broken magic arrow?"

Of course, remember, Ji Yijun clearly remembered every detail at that time. His father was lying on the bed, his face covered with white cloth, and the **** broken magic arrow was on the side. Its arrow feathers are also oval.

"The arrows are different, and the feel is different. Although the difference is very small, excellent archers will trim their arrows in order to ensure maximum accuracy." Cole gently brushed the outer edge of the arrow feather with his hand. "In addition to the different methods of trimming the feathers, in my opinion, it is no different from signing the arrow."

With a bang, Ji Yijun's fist hit the table, and he unwittingly used his grudge. This punch not only smashed the thick wooden table into a hole, but also smashed the two arrows on the table Four paragraphs.

"Arrows are just arrows." Cole said.

Ji Yijun closed his fists and turned to walk outside.

Cole looked at his back and said, "This hatred is over. The dead are dead, no matter who killed them. Our mercenaries were born to do this for people."

Ji Yijun glanced back at him and said, "This matter is not over, Orville is just a hand, Cadiz is just an arm, I believe there is a head behind me waiting to cut!"

"Maybe." Cole whispered.

"Next time, don't hinder me." Ji Yijun fell out of the door and walked out.

Cole glanced at the broken arrow and ears on the table, took a sip of wine, and chuckled lightly: "It's a really irritable customer, such a customer can't get a discount."

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The sunset cast the last dim light into the window of Ye Zi's bedroom, and she looked at the ray of light again and looked at a white "tattoo" on her wrist again.

It was a pattern of a spear, and behind it was a disc of mysterious patterns. Ye Zi's thoughts moved, and a shallow ray of light emerged from this "tattoo", suddenly and suddenly surging like waves.

The white light flashed faster and faster, and when it was about to reach its limit, Ye Zi stopped her thoughts. Because she has tried many times, as long as she continues to concentrate, this "tattoo" will be turned into a long gun-the incomparably mysterious shadow gun, appeared in his hands.

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That day, just after she and Ji Yijun escaped from the underground palace, the shadow gun turned into a white rainbow and gathered on her wrist. She could feel that this gun truly recognized her and regarded her as the sole master.

"Unfortunately, you can't speak, otherwise you can tell me who the Valkyrie is." Ye Zi said gently.

"Little leaf, are you playing that again?" Cao Lu pushed the door in.

"It's not play, I'm communicating with it." Ye Zi said, "How about training today?"

"What else can you do, everyone is so boring without you, we really miss you." Cao Lu threw his coat on the bed and hugged her behind Ye Zi.

"Don't make trouble." Ye Zi earned a few times and couldn't break away from her. She had to let her hug her, "Ah, maybe I really don't fit in the escort. It's good for everyone to leave now."

"That's why Wang Jiyuan was blind and can't see you. He will regret it someday." Cao Lu put his chin on Ye Zi's shoulder and looked at the white "tattoo" with her, " However, are you really not going to let those who engage in magic and scientific research this thing? In case there is any danger "

Ye Zi shook: "I can feel it, it is alive, it has its own emotions, and also has its own ideas. I know it likes me very much, depends on me, and will not harm me."

"I don't know, I thought you were talking about your dependent boyfriend."

"Do you depend on each other? Ha ha. Maybe it is."

"Wow, it's nasty. It gives a fetish feeling."

"You are a fetish." Ye Zi reached out to scratch Cao Lu's armpit, and the latter immediately fought back. The two of them rolled to the bed happily, and the original dull atmosphere in the room was unconsciously diluted a lot.

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It was late at night, except for several warning fires on the playground and the mainland, and the lit torches on the road, the entire campus was immersed in black. Individual rooms are still shining with light, candles are dim, and lighting circles are bright. In order to save fuel, the diesel generator has not been turned on for several days. The night of the campus is now on par with the medieval castle.

However, Ji Yijun was lying on the rooftop of the building, insulated from all these rays of light, and only the little stars in the sky reflected in his eyes.

He had forgotten how long he had been lying here, only remembering that the sky had changed from red to yellow to blue.

Will the old man become a star? This naive thought attracted his own ridicule, but it was like a wildfire on the top of a mountain.

He is certainly not the brightest kind, but there must be his own light in the night sky.

where are you?

The person who killed you is dead. If you can see it, wink at me.

There was a crunching door push in his ears, followed by footsteps. Ji Yijun sat up, looking annoyed in the direction of the coming person, wondering who disturbed his conversation with the stars.

"It's you?" Lai Ren and Ji Yijun said at the same time.

Wrapped in a thin, light-colored trench coat, her hair was simply tied behind her head, and Wu Qi's face was beautiful under the starlight. She apparently did not expect to meet Ji Yijun at this place, and he glanced at him, and then looked away The upstream moved past. She walked to the fence by herself, her arms hanging over the fence, her eyes drooping, like looking at the bonfire downstairs.

Ji Yijun stood up, still a little irritable in his heart, and he was not polite to speak: "You come here at this point, don't you want to jump again?"

Wu Qi did not answer, not even moving.

Ji Yijun frowned, and asked again: "Why don't you talk?"

"Someone said that people who died once generally don't want to die again." Wu Qi said softly.

"How about you?"

"I think that person is talking nonsense. If you don't know why you are alive, it would become a habit to die."

"Hey, I don't understand you people with youth and youth." Ji Yijun leaned on the fence beside her. "You are not allowed to die because I saved you. I can't waste my energy."

"You're really overbearing, but rest assured, wanting to die and preparing to die today are two different things." Wu Qi smiled, the meaning of the smile, Ji Yijun couldn't understand it, "Since the day of the fight, I have been looking for why And alive. "

"You mean, you are not afraid of death, but you want to find a goal?"

Wu Qi glanced at Ji Yijun somewhat unexpectedly, "I didn't expect you to think very carefully."

"Huh, did you find anything?"

She sighed and grasped the railing with both hands. She leaned back and looked up at the starry sky above. "There is only one discovery. This is a **** world."

Ji Yijun laughed, maybe the other party's tone was a little funny and cute, but he nodded quickly and agreed: "Speak my heart! This is a **** world."