Chapter 109: . Split (below)

The rising sun at the end of the sky is slowly climbing, and hot heat is pouring on the coast with the golden light, but not even a little bit of it flows through the far heart.
Hearing this question full of anger and incomprehension, he choked his breath, and subconsciously replied "Never", then he closed his mouth and looked at Shun's black pupils in deep shock, before vomiting. Not a word.
It was indeed a play he directed and acted on that night, but it was a last resort to conceal his identity. How could it be considered a "game"? He clearly sensed that Shun was suspicious of himself, and hurriedly explained: "There are various reasons for what happened that night. I really shouldn't lie to you, but I am absolutely not malicious, just..."
"What's the reason?" The prince coldly interrupted him, and even the slightest light pattern in the frozen eyes could not tremble.
"I...because...I..." The friend's indifferent and alienated tone caused him to instantly produce a kind of unfamiliar panic. He stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence, so he could only repeat the vow emptyly. "I'm not at all malicious..."
"No malice..." Shun closed his eyes deeply, only a moment of misery left in his heart. He felt that he was ridiculously ridiculous. He tried his best to rack his brains. He thought he had caught the flaw of the culprit. He didn't expect that he would be juggled as a puppet from beginning to end... and the person who deceived him was actually accompanied by thirteen years. Best friend. He instantly felt an unreal sense of confusion. If he couldn't even trust the person in front of him, who else could he believe?
He silently opened his eyes and looked at the slightly worried face as far away as he could, but he couldn't guess whether it was true or false. He felt exhausted physically and mentally. Without leaving a word, he slowly turned towards Walked in the forest.
"Shun!" Seeing that the prince was about to go, he took two steps forward as if he was moved by a spring as far as he could, but the old housekeeper grabbed his arm again.
"Young Master..." The old man held on to him tightly, until the prince's figure disappeared in the forest, then sighed and let go, "I blame me for troubles..."
Looking at the woods as far as he could, the old man watched with him for a while, and then tentatively asked: "Master, now...what are you going to do?"
"...What should I do?" He repeated in a quiet voice, but no idea came out in his mind.
The old man knew that he was in a state of confusion at the moment, and he pondered for a while before he whispered: "Or, you go back with me first, wait for your highness to calm down before you make plans?"
The old housekeeper's words were like some kind of mechanism, and many echoes were blasted in the blank mind as far as possible. go back? He still stared at the shaded coconut grove, and stood still for a while, before he made up his mind and ran forward without a word.
"Little young master!" The old man didn't know what he wanted to do, and hurriedly chased him into the coconut grove, and went straight to the north bank. It didn't take long for him to see the chaotic shallows like a battlefield.
At this time, a circle of light was erected on the coast, and various divine powers shrouded it, radiating colorful streamers in the morning sun. The monks were all surrounded by the mask, and a five-pointed star array was drawn in the middle. Several people lined up with sharp corners, and stood still with their right hands stroking their chests—this is an ancient ceremony for the holy tower to bid farewell to the dead members.
Jin Yuan studied under the commander of the guard, Colonel Ye Chi, but did not join the holy tower and naturally did not stand to participate in the ceremony. He habitually glanced at the sailors crowded by the strange ship, and then stood there after confirming safety. The prince was searched outside the hood.
He saw Shun at the side of the foot at a glance, and he also bowed his head and stroked his chest, his expression solemn, as if he did not look abnormal. He didn't dare to disturb him, he just looked at each other silently, until a few groups of divine light emerged from each position, indicating that the ceremony was about to begin.
A psychedelic dim purple light lit up in Shun's hand. Almost at the same time as him, the surrounding Miss Ling, Ambassador Ye Xu, and another monk who belonged to the light system also summoned their divine powers, except for the last bald inspector. The golden Phoenix emblem floating in the center of the staring formation did not move lightly.
The onlookers began to cast suspicious gazes at him, but his slightly curved figure remained motionless, and after standing silent for a while, suddenly he walked up a few steps unruly to the side of the golden emblem.
"56, what are you doing!" Ye Xu frowned and drank, surprised at his disrespectful behavior.
The investigator did not reply, staring at the Phoenix emblem in the golden light group, a few extra vivid expressions flashed in his eyes. He slowly took off the badge with the golden light on his chest, exchanged it with Monk Guang's one in a sound of surprise, and sighed in a low voice: "He is more qualified than me... to pass it on... "
The ambassador watched him cherish the exchanged emblem again to his chest, but couldn't say anything against it. He knows that the tradition of inspectors since ancient times has been to hand over the badge from one generation to the next. As for who the emblem belongs to, there seems to be no clear rules... He doesn't know whether to stop it or not. After nodding, he cleared his throat and waved to let the ceremony continue.
Five groups of divine light of different colors flew from the foot to the center, wrapped around the badge, and quickly assimilated the golden emblem like melting snow. A whisper-like sound wave emanated from the group of colorful lights, echoing leisurely, like some kind of ancient hymn spanning time-that is the memory of the badge holders of the past generations before their death.
The sound was extremely soft and soft, but it couldn't even be covered by the booming tide, slowly drifting along the coast, drifting to the forest, drifting straight to the blue sky hanging by the blazing sun, and blending into the embrace of the vast sky, Finally dissipated as hoped.
Although the memorial ceremony is over, the solemn atmosphere on the coast is still like a rock, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.
Ye Xu scattered away from the green light in his hand and glanced at the only remaining inspector with a slight emotion. He stopped worrying about the matter and turned back to the prince to ask for instructions: "His Royal Highness, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's return now. "
Shun was still looking at the place where the emblem disappeared. He only nodded when he heard the suggestion, but didn't take any steps. He had waited as far as he could and hurried forward and shouted: "Your Highness..."
"Stop!" His extremely ordinary greeting made the prince's complexion suddenly change, and he sternly shouted, shocking him in place.
"Snooker as far away as possible..." After this ceremony, Shun's anger became more intense. If it weren't for his injury as far away as he was eager to protect his shortcomings, how could Monk Light come to the South Island, let alone fall on this unnamed coast. . He sadly hated his impulsive decision, but he didn't want to lose his stance in front of everyone. He just gritted his teeth and exhaled the full name of the gun guard as a warning, choking the rest of the words in his throat.
Ye Xu saw something wrong, let alone why the two of them had a conflict, so naturally he did not dare to interrupt. He glared as if he was as far away as he blamed, then waved to make the followers retreat, and then pulled the monk Water who wanted to watch a good show, quickly escaped from the scope of the mask, and finally threw out a few green vines without worry. , Surrounded the edge of the divine power shield to block the line of sight.
The prince and the prince were left in the shield of colorful streamers. Shun slowly raised his arms and pointed to the center of the pentagram in a low voice: "If you are touched by his death... tell me, why? "
He clenched his fists as far as he could and looked at the empty eyes, hesitated for a moment in guilt and deep helplessness, and finally calmed down. This is the end of the matter, even if it will lead to more serious consequences, he must give an explanation to the prince, to the deceased light monk...
He took a deep breath and inflated his energy. He lowered his head and whispered as usual: "Because... I am not a snooker, nor... I am not far away... I am a member of Agnesa Bunker. Member, my mother... is Lovina Olesia."
"What?" Shun felt that he was hearing hallucinations in an instant. He stared blankly, and the words kept echoing in his mind: I am a member of the bunker, and my mother is Lovina Olesia. Olesia...
"How could it be..." He shook his head in a panic, retorting loudly as if trying to convince himself, "The identity files of everyone in my East Palace have been strictly checked, and there are records in the Holy Tower. There is no way to go wrong! "He gritted his teeth and looked at the gun guard, only to feel that this was a big joke, and was even more angry at the person who said the joke.
At this moment, as far as I can go, my mind is extremely clear, even my heartbeat becomes calm, "Someone has modified my file... but I don't know who it is."
"Someone has changed..." The prince was dizzy by the thunderbolt of the sun. After a long time, he finally chuckled and chuckled, "Really... I didn't expect..."
"I came to the capital for asylum back then. I had no choice but to conceal my life." The Gun Guard realized that his mood was not right, and his tone changed more hurriedly. "I asked Louis to make the shot that night because I didn't want to let him You know this identity, there is absolutely no other meaning."
He said it alone, but Shun didn't seem to hear him at all. He looked at him without focus for a few minutes, and asked dumbly, "In the Bingquan Hotel, did you deliberately stay with me?"
"...Yes." Jin Yuan was silent for a few seconds, because the facts are irrefutable, so he nodded.
"So..." Shun chuckled again, his expression strange. It turns out that he was sent from another country and deliberately hidden by his side... The cause and effect have been proved, but in his heart it was like a piece of ice suddenly smashed into a boiling soup pot, stiffened, and he was constantly tossing. All of his grievances were stuck in the ice and turned into the pain of bone removal.
He was almost strangled by the heartbreaking pain. Facing the familiar face, he could not say the two words of the conviction. He couldn't help but breathe for a few times before staring down at the five on the ground. The star array asked: "How did the snooker couple die?"
"...It should be an accident." The Gunguard hesitated a little, because he really didn't know whether his nominal parents had suffered a conspiracy in the accident.
Hearing his answer, the prince was silent for a long time, and the atmosphere froze again. He didn't know what else to say as far as he could. He had to continue to confess: "Apart from the identity, I never lied to you. No deception..."
He was quietly saying his vows, but Shun looked up as if he was awakened by him. He suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Eight years ago, eight years ago, I asked you to Miyou to leave Beijing. She was injured and amnesia. related!?"
He didn't expect him to mention this old thing as far as he could, and was stunned. Even though he was there when the change happened, he didn't know the cause or the consequences. What's more, he and the adult had already agreed not to disclose it. How could he defend it at this moment! ?
He stayed for a few seconds without saying a word. Shun naturally thought it was a guilty conscience that he did not dare to answer. He only felt that he was a lie from beginning to end, and the acquaintance for more than ten years was like a nightmare under the control of his illusion. From it. In the sluggishness and sluggishness that seemed to be epiphany, if he had realized something, if he had gained, if he had lost... but he gradually recovered his calmness and finally recovered.
"Okay...very good." He looked at the green-haired figure with no expression on his face, no more fluctuations in his heart, and no ups and downs in the tone he spoke: "From today, you are no longer a member of my Eastern Palace...I I will tell my father about this, no matter how he handles it...you and I will have nothing to do with you in the future."
"Shun..." Seeing that he would leave after saying this decisive vow, he couldn't help but rushed forward to try to grab him and explain a few more words, but he didn't expect that the sword flashed when he started. He turned away like a reflection to avoid the blood-red blade, looking at the black pupils brewing murderous intent, he couldn't take half a step. He could only watch the prince quickly leave the mask and disappear into the tangle of green vines. Behind the exterior wall.
At the time of the showdown in the opposing aperture of Jin Yuan and Shun, Ambassador Ye Xu, who was directing the airship to land smoothly, received an unexpected request.
"You want me to take them away?" He took out a thin cigarette from his pocket, wiped the lighter skillfully across the cigarette butt, and carefully glanced in the direction of the aperture before asking Virut with a smile. "Why do you think I will help you?"
"Most of these soldiers belong to the'Special Defense Division', and you must know the inside story. If you are willing to send them back safely, the military department and the President will not hesitate to thank you." Virut was stopped by him. Sai Keer, who was unhappy at Mi Wai, glanced at him, smiling and putting his chips in.
"Special Defense Division...huh." The ambassador has been in the South Island for a long time, of course, knowing the inside story of the private use of public equipment in the army, and spit out a cloud of white smoke disdainfully, "I don't want to mix up these pickles..."
Seeing his expression, the young count didn't seem to want to refuse in one word. He asked clearly, "What are your conditions?"
"You are a sensible person..." Ye Xu smiled lightly, flicked his cigarette before looking at him and said in a low voice, "Tell me what you saw and heard last night."
"I have been in the cabin last night, and only saw a lot of giant puppets walking across the bottom of the sea." Velut did not hesitate at all, but deliberately misled the presence of the puppets.
The giant puppet...The ambassador remembered the cursing reply from Brother Caishui, and wondered in his heart: Is it really the work of the Vrsaris? Why do they harm His Highness? And that tyrannical Light Element Divine Art... he naturally wouldn't believe the other party credulously, and continued to question, "What is your purpose here?"
"I'm here to pay homage to the compatriots who were killed in the beast disaster...By the way, take my friends home." He pointed to Saiker, half-truthly avoiding the point.
The ambassador glanced back and forth between the two of them, took a breath of smoke, frowned slightly and asked inexplicably: "Krono, when are you..."
Before he could finish his words, Yu Guang saw the prince's figure appearing outside the mask in the distance. He quickly pinched his cigarette to meet him. Virut raised his hand and asked, "Your Excellency, those sailors... …"
"Bring them here..." Ye Xu was anxious to find out what the two children were awkward, so he couldn't ask anymore, waved perfunctorily, and left him strode forward.
The young earl was worried, and stood on the shore watching the slowly descending airship, wondering what to do next. The Shadow Assassin stretched his face and leaned over to look at his serious profile. He didn't know what to say, so he could only vent his feet and kick a half-remaining conch shell on the beach.
The shell rolled a few times and stopped at the feet of the old housekeeper of Louis. The old man picked up the shell with a chuckle, turned it back and forth, rolled up his sleeves and wiped it, and then walked forward in small steps and looked at the guarded look. Saiker, however, handed the shell to Velut who had just turned his head, and said in a low voice: "Master Krono, I didn't expect to meet you here...this shell is quite rare, you are the most It's a pity to appreciate it carefully, otherwise..." He said inexplicably, then nodded at the two with a smile, turned around and left slowly.
"What... isn't it just an ordinary tiger snail, this old man really has never seen the world." Sai Keer removed his hand from the hilt of the sword, and looked at the slightly squat back, poking his mouth.
"Yes, if everyone is as'smart' as you, it would be a peaceful world..." The young earl squinted his eyes and stared at the mottled pattern on the shell, then turned it over again, and there were several folded sheets hidden inside. Letter paper.
"Let's go." He didn't change his face at all, stuffed the shell into his pocket, snapped his fingers at his companion, and walked back.
"Where are we going again..." The Shadow Assassin muttered reluctantly, and dragged his feet to follow.
"Come back home."
"Really? Great!" His ears were pricked, and his footsteps immediately rose up briskly. Two little hops rushed to his companion, hugging his shoulders and laughed, "I can go back now, so I have to soak up. Take a bath, take a good meal, sleep well, um... no matter how good..."
In his endless beautiful prayers, the morning sun is gradually rising behind them, as if to gradually eat away the shadow of the road ahead.
The golden sun rose from the coast, across the coconut grove, across the hillside, until it fell to the other side of the sea, waiting to return the sky to the night again.
There are no other people on the coast. Even the marks left by the battle last night can’t be seen clearly because of the repeated washing of the tide. Only the green-haired figure on the side of the reef is still standing in the wood, seeming to merge with the rock. .
Holding the heavy black iron gun as far as possible, his cheeks were dripping with sweat, and the moist sea breeze blows again and again, and the whole body reveals a bitter and salty taste. Since the prince led the crowd to leave with anger, he has been pierced down on the coast like a tree, and countless distracting thoughts flooded in his heart, but they receded like a sea tide, and there was no trace of marking. But he didn't care what result he could get, he just thought blankly, wielding a set of iron guns when he was tired, and then stopped and continued thinking when he was tired, and so on, the moment was undecided until the sun set.
He looked at the increasingly dark sea from far away, his body that had not dripped in was already tired and hungry, but he couldn't give up his appetite at all. He just tossed over and over and over and over and over and over and over again to chew the words of death left by Shun.
He suddenly wondered if he was wrong from the beginning. Should he wait in the capital in a low-key and quiet manner until his mother comes to pick him up as promised, instead of getting to know Shun by accident...
He was stupefied in the afternoon thirteen years ago, the young boy who tried to pull him out of the gloomy low ebb, and the childish but confident declaration: "Wait a few years later. When the apocalypse ceremony was held, my mother said that I would definitely be a prince. Then, will you be my chief guard?
This oath still in his ears made his nose sour. He held the gun tightly and held the jagged joints on the back of his hand, as if to use it to remind himself of the existence of reality. He didn't blame Shun Jue for being ruthless, because it was he who was wrong first: it was he who concealed it, it was he who deliberately harmed himself, and it was also that he was terrified that he couldn't explain it clearly, which finally led to this ending.
But he was a bit wronged. Since getting acquainted, he has really regarded this fellow brother and friend as a trustworthy sustenance. Whenever Shun likes, he keeps it in his heart, always pay attention to preparation; Whenever Shun hates, he also keeps it in his heart, try to avoid it in advance. Because your Majesty doesn't love governance, the internal and external affairs of the East Palace are complicated, and as long as he handles everything, he is conscientious and conscientious in order to achieve perfection. ? Why... why didn't Shun believe in himself? Could it be that all the bits and pieces of the 13 years can be stopped! ?
He stared at the sea at the end of the sky in a daze, only feeling that his heart was as dark as the slowly floating clouds. He spent thirteen years trying to be a real Taraguo, wanting to break free from the shackles of his life experience. At this moment, his dreams are broken, like falling water, in the future...what should he do?
"Young Master..." the old butler whispered, pulling him back from his heavy thoughts. He turned his head slowly, and the old man was standing on the beach not far away, holding the gray cloak that he had thrown away casually, and frowned at him worriedly.
"Let's rest for a while and eat something..." The old man did not say a word of consolation, and whispered for instructions as usual, waving his hand to the coconut grove behind him. A bonfire has been lit in the woods, and before he knew it, the old housekeeper had moved the luggage from the cave where he was stationed, and piled it up by the fire, and surrounded the coconut trees in a semicircle sheltered from the wind.
"...I'm not hungry." He shook his head, his eyes trembled with the pulsating flame, then turned back to stare at the sea silently.
The old butler couldn't help sighing when he saw him so depressed, but in his heart, there was not a bit of ecstatic thoughts-he didn't want his young master to stay in the capital from the beginning. It's just that the situation has developed to this day, if the young master is depressed, and even unwilling to bear family responsibilities, that is not the result he wants.
After thinking about it, he decided to enlighten the child, and coughed again with emotion: "Little master, standing just like this is not a way... From the old man's point of view, since your Highness has misunderstood, you might as well find Go back and explain the evidence of the person behind the scenes."
"Evidence from the person behind the scenes?" Hearing these words as far away as possible, a thunderstorm suddenly exploded in his mind, and he woke up from the state of random thinking. At this time, he remembered that because of this sudden encounter, he hadn't even mentioned the Jade King's internal response to Shun. He suddenly felt tight and took two big strides before turning his heels before he stopped again.
He wanted to go to Shun and tell him about the conspiracy of floating in the capital, but at this time he didn't even know where Shun would go, and where should he find it? He stood on the pitch-black reef and looked at the only trace of blood on the horizon. He suddenly turned his head, facing the direction of Takiguo, and said softly but without hesitation: "I'm going to the capital."
"Young Master, why are you..." The old housekeeper was reluctant, trying to persuade him to dispel his thoughts.
"That... I haven't told him yet. I must go to the capital." He looked at the old man's eyes as far as he could, with an unusually calm expression. It seemed that because of this decision, his whole body had strength again.
"You... hey!" Seeing that he had made up his mind, the old butler also knew that his stubborn temper had gone up and no one could persuade him. He could only give up. He pointed to the campfire in the forest and said helplessly. Fill your stomach."
At the moment when I feel anxious in my heart, there is no appetite. The old man just said "No need", but the old man couldn't let him refuse. After a few steps, he grabbed him and walked to the camp: "Little master, don't worry, you Since I want to do this, the old man has his own way to help you..."
He turned his head and looked as far as he could, with some arrogant smiles in his eyes: "Miss, these family backgrounds, it's time to let you know a little bit."
The Gun Guard was stunned by him, but he really couldn't find a reason to shirk. He could only follow his will and drag heavy steps towards the coconut grove that was haunted by the flames.
This unexpected meeting, after all, unexpectedly, ushered in the moment of parting. The sky over the South Island is still overcast, and it seems to have added a color, making people shudder. However, on the other side of the sky, among the mountains on the northwestern tip of the mainland, there are two closely related parters who are approaching their unsurprisingly but extremely tangled reunion.