Youlanweise Dust Tribulation Fire was conceived in an incubator.
Her biological parents are ordinary people, but her maternal grandfather is a magician, so her mother has received a good education since she was a child and has a high cultural level. She is only knowledgeable but not sophisticated, and there is no one that can enter the field of magician.
Although the basic social unit of the family remains in the Tribulation Fire Temple, the closer you get to the world, the more devout your beliefs become, and the narrower the space left for other emotions in your heart. Ordinary people at the bottom who are only responsible for productive labor can actually Give birth to true family affection; while nuns and knights,
Almost all of them are dedicated to their mother-in-law, and their children are basically given to the temple for unified care, and the parent-child relationship is almost severed.
Although Visser's mother is an ordinary person, because of her high academic level and her grandfather being a magician, she successfully served as a temple nun, which is basically the best treatment a mortal can get... She will have a child called Visser, which has nothing to do with love. The relationship is just that her genes are a close match with another knight, so she handed over her genetic factors and used the incubator to breed the next generation - she has never met the father of Visser's bloodline.
It stands to reason that it is normal for her not to have any feelings for Weisel, but since Weisel became sensible, she has seen her almost every day. She will only let Weisel call her by her name: Wei Yi Ou Nai, with the tip of her tongue touching her first Hold the lower jaw, move it upward, and gently press it against the teeth for the third time.
This was the first phrase Weisel learned.
The name Oran Weisel was also given to her by Wei Onai. During Wei Se's childhood, Wei Onai occasionally brought her food and occasionally took her out to play, but mostly she introduced the world to her.
The Silver Lamp Saint's intellectual enlightenment begins with a bedtime story every night.
At that time, little Weisel was not a ferocious wolf. On the contrary, she was a bit stupid. She wouldn't say anything when she was bullied by other children. She would just hide in a corner and cry in frustration. But the most stupid time for her was when Wei Onai took her. Went to the commercial center under the jurisdiction of the temple for shopping. Vione picked out a nice piece of children's clothing. Seeing that Visser was also five years old, she encouraged her to go into the fitting room to change clothes alone.
In less than a minute, Wei Onai heard crying coming from the fitting room. When she went in, she saw that little Weisel was putting clothes on her head and wearing them in a mess. As a result, she tripped and fell to the ground crying. Wei was so stupid. Onai couldn't help but laugh.
When she helped little Weisel change clothes, little Weisel was still sniffling and shedding big tears: "Yes, I'm sorry, I can't find that, that hole..."
"Why are you saying sorry to me?" Wei Onai smiled and said: "Didn't I teach you to find the cuffs first before putting them on? Don't be so hasty next time, just put them on slowly."
"I'm afraid," Little Weisel lowered her head, "I'm afraid you won't wait for me."
Vione held little Weisel's face and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her thumbs.
"If I don't wait for you, no matter how fast you get dressed, I won't be here." Weionai rubbed little Weisel's head and said to the confused girl:
"If I wait for you, I will be there even if it gets dark."
So, don’t rush, take your time, I will wait for you.”
Snap! Swish! Zheng!
In the ruins on the ground floor, the two people moved as fast as thunder and flowing water, their sword blades flew through the air, and their fists and claws attacked fiercely. They clashed several times in one second. It was like a violent storm facing thunder and fire. The battle was so fierce that it seemed that both of them wanted to leave. The other party is dead!
However, upon closer inspection, I found that neither of the two holy realm magicians had raised the holy realm, and they did not add any new injuries during the high-intensity fight with each other.
The two people's movements are perfectly coordinated. Rather than saying they are acting, it is better to say that this is an alternative way of communication.
He is waiting for me.
Weisel caught the long sword in the air and swung it down casually. Then Ash grabbed the opportunity and pinched her wrist. She almost put the hilt of the sword back into his hand.
He obviously doesn't know the truth yet.
Weisel got into her arms, grabbed his wrist with her left hand, and pressed his neck with her right arm. This move was to suppress the enemy by applying pressure to the throat, but Weisel's right arm was just pressed against Ash's throat.
, not to mention causing pressure, it can even be considered gentle rubbing.
She stared at Ash with her eyes wide open, no longer concealing the smile in her eyebrows, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, showing a smile of victory. Even though Ash was still expressionless, wielding his sword to fight back like an enemy, Weisel was a little bit different.
Don't even get angry and continue to cooperate with him in this fighting game.
In his eyes, I am obviously still the sinister and cunning Silver Lantern who has killed countless people and is full of evil deeds. I am obviously still his enemy. We still have irreconcilable conflicts, and his companions still pursue me fiercely.
But he is still willing to wait for me.
He didn't even know what to expect.
Compared to when Ash understood her and supported her after knowing the truth, this scene now made Weisel even more happy. The grievances and sourness that had just appeared were all swept away, leaving only sweet bubbles in her heart one after another.
It explodes into a rain of fireworks.
Weisel knew Ash's character very well. Although it had nothing to do with such beautiful qualities as integrity, honesty, and perseverance, he despised evil from the bottom of his heart.
So much so that he himself is the kind of person who would be troubled by his conscience for a long time if he did even a little bad thing.
That is to say, they can coexist peacefully in a closed environment like the Divine Fire Trial and under the threat of the death crisis of Fangyuan Cicada. Even so,
Only when the two of them were about to die would he put aside his grudges and principles to appease Weisel, but at that time, he probably felt more pity and sympathy in his heart.
That's why Weisel is so happy.
It turns out that she is not alone. It turns out that there is someone who will continue to wait for her even after dark. She never hides that she is a bad woman, so what she likes most is to make the people she likes willing to violate their principles for her, even if it is just
Out of the kindness of living and dying together.
Weisel is now satisfied and doesn't want to continue to be stubborn and hide it. She knows that as long as she confesses, Ash will definitely stop and listen to her defense. If she finds the last piece of the puzzle, Ash will understand her, support her, and even regret it.
wronged her.
Weisel was a little angry just now, but now all her anger has dissipated. But she is not in a hurry. This game-like battle now has special meaning for her. She wants to enjoy this kind of relationship that belongs to the two of them for a while longer.
Gentle click.
It might be random thoughts, it might be a decrease in physical strength, but it's more likely that she was slacking off when Weisel stepped on a stone with her heel, losing her balance and almost falling down.
At the same time, the sharp sword edge passed through the sky and aimed at her throat.
But Weisel wasn't worried at all. She even turned to look at Ash, expecting him to show a panicked expression.
Bits and pieces of silver blood floated in the air, frozen in time.
Weisel spread her wings and retreated quickly like a loon, luckily avoiding the edge of the sword. Although the sword had slowed down in the end, it still scratched her throat.
But Weisel didn't care about this minor injury, she was used to looking at Ash's expression.
She saw Ash biting his lip, clenching the sword in his right hand with veins popping out, his face distorted, his eyes full of sadness, anger, and guilt. These heterogeneous negative emotions rolled over and invaded each other, refining into a rusty and jagged sword.
Dagger. But Ash did not aim the dagger at her, but aimed at himself, tearing open his chest, breaking his flesh and blood, and sawing his bones.
She was not the only one injured.
She is not the only one suffering.
The reason why she was so happy was because Ash was willing to violate his principles for her.
And this is also the source of Lingchi Yaxiu's pain.
Suddenly, the voice of the necromancer and the sound of the wind came from above: "Axiu, let me help you!"
good."
Ash only replied with one word, and then continued to swing his sword.
Only this time, it wasn't the gentleness that Weisel was familiar with.
