The judge has a bad temper

Chapter 137 follow me

At two o'clock in the morning, the coldest time of the day, snowflakes fell in front of the court.

Hotaru slept soundly. During the day, he spent a lot of time flipping through the study room. From Europe to America, he wanted to go to almost every country he saw.

Therefore, he didn't notice when Qingquan walked out of the room.

If someone walked out of the room at this time, they would find that the snow was falling abnormally.

Qingquan looked at the snow in the courtyard, then at the small garden with no trace of snow, and smiled silently.

"You have to be so coquettish every time you play, Yuan, you really haven't made any progress at all."

The snowflakes suddenly stood still, frozen in mid-air.

Qingquan stretched out his hand, held the long sword in his hand, jumped up and slashed towards the center of the snow formation, making a loud noise, but there was nothing under the sword.

There was a faint smile in the air, which was very sweet.

"Qingquan, you were not like this when you were young, you are not cute at all."

Qingquan retracted his sword, watching a figure slowly appear in the void.

With long blue hair, golden eyes, and a snow-white dress hanging loosely on his body, the young god holds a Yishin sword in his hand, which is similar in length to a Taidao.

The face that is extremely similar to Qingquan is smiling lazily at the moment, even a little curious.

Qingquan has no expression, Yuan and he are very similar in temperament, except that he looks a little older than him, looking at him is like looking in a mirror.

Yuan Yuan walked in front of him with a smile in his eyes, "Are you so unhappy to see me?"

Qingquan raised his eyebrows, "No one will be happy to see you."

"Why do you say that I look like a ghost?" Yuan was very dissatisfied, "Is this a normal reaction for you to see your father?"

Qingquan sneered, "Are you kidding me? I'm just a piece of scrap iron. How can you be such a noble god father?"

Yuan smiled a little coldly, "Blade said you have changed a lot, I thought you had become some kind of nobleman, but it turned out that you have become the same as me."

The same face, the same arrogance, the same bad temper.

"Don't tell me you don't seem to know anything," Qingquan didn't care about his indifference at all, "it's interesting to monitor me all the time?"

Yuan nodded seriously, "It's interesting to see those people being stupid."

"In your eyes, they are stupid, but in my eyes, they are killing me."

"Didn't you die, what's the point of mind." The road he walked was much more difficult than that of Qingquan, so he didn't think it was a problem.

Qingquan laughed angrily. Although he didn't intend to have anything to do with Yuan, anyone who heard such shameless words would be angry.

Moreover, this sentence is quite familiar.

"It turns out that you and Zhongju have been mixed up for a long time."

Yuan dissatisfied, "Don't compare me with him, I'm just a clown."

Qingquan tilted his head and smiled, "Anyone in your eyes is a mayfly. If you are as powerful as you, how come no one loves you?"

The temperature suddenly dropped, the green radish leaves at the feet quickly froze, and a thin layer of ice floated on the steps.

"Although the temper is really bad, at least I have some brains." Yuan sighed, "Why do you have to use it on me?"

Qingquan also sighed, "I can't help it, your tragic love story is so clear at a glance, you can't even pretend to be confused."

Yuan Qi couldn't do it, and raised his long knife to Qingquan, "Sprinkle salt on your father's wound, you really don't want to live."

Qingquan was not polite, and the long sword glowed coldly, "Has Madara visited you? Tell him not to meddle in his own business, why does he still have expectations for your character?"

Reluctantly, Yuan withdrew the knife, flicked his sleeves and sat on the steps, "Don't be so aggressive, sit down for me, and have a good talk."

Qingquan didn't want to waste words with him, so he just let him sit down.

"Let me tell you, I didn't participate in the shitty things you went through. At most, I just watched and sealed your memory."

Qingquan didn't say a word. He had a grudge against Yuan. He had a father for every bite. He had never seen such an irresponsible father. Over there, Qingquan felt that it was kind of him not to stab him twice.

But if you want to say hate, you can't talk about it, he really didn't do anything.

As for sealing up memories, Qingquan felt that it was unnecessary.

"Have you found Maki?"

Yuan sighed for a long time, "No, she has become a human being, and she can't sense any breath."

Maki, Li Yin's mother, was originally a god of the deep sea where the island is located. Because she was tired of the day-to-day life, she secretly ran to the human world and fell in love with humans.

As punishment for leaving the priesthood without permission, Maki will be freed after 500 years of unfortunate experience.

"It's almost time after calculation. She is about to end her punishment and become an ordinary human being as she wishes."

Yuan tilted his head to look at him, "You don't hate her?"

Qingquan looked at the long sword in his hand with inexplicable eyes.

The sword was forged by Maki, and it was accidentally broken during the contest with Yuan.In order not to make her sad, Yuan instilled spiritual power into the broken sword tip, and he was born.

Yuan likes Maki, but never said it, just silently followed her, repaired her broken sword, and gave him her face.

So, it's not that he looks like Rine, but that they are both Maki's children.

Yuan sealed his first memory just to prevent him from recognizing Maki.

"I don't even hate you. Why should I hate her? Without her, there would be no me. Liyin has nothing to do with her, and she saved me."

Fate is really something that can't be said, Maki has no memory at all, and she will save him even if she dies.And Yuan, who was his adopter in the first life, gave him all the survival skills.

Love, resentment, and hatred cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences, and it is meaningless to entangle them.

"Don't talk about these useless things, what do you want from me?"

Yuan looked at him with a half-smile, "Blade said you were going to die."

Qingquan sneered, Madara's original words must have been different, "Don't bother you, just stay away from me."

"That can't be done, even if it's for Zhenji, I can't leave you alone!" Yuan Yizheng said, "So, come back to the island with me."

Qingquan laughed angrily, and couldn't hold back from spraying him, "You still have to be shameless, and it's not the first time you've left me behind, Kojima! Also, don't mention Maki, she has nothing to do with you!"

Yuan's eyes turned cold, Qingquan's words were right, he had nothing to do with Maki.When she was in Kojima, she didn't love him.In the human world, she fell in love with human beings, and from the beginning to the end, he failed to enter her life.

"I've run out of patience, Qingquan." Yuan stood up, and the snowflakes began to spin rapidly, "I'm not discussing with you, I'm just telling you, don't get me wrong."

That's right, this is what Yuan really looks like, indifferent, powerful, and unreasonable.

Qingquan picked up the long sword, also covered in ice and snow.

Yuan dismissed it, "Qingquan, I gave everything to you, you don't think you can beat me, do you?"

Qingquan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and was about to make a move, but Yuan's lack of a word made him freeze in place.

"You can fight hard with me, so what about your Sanri Yuezong?"

Qingquan seemed to have a feeling, turned around and saw that Sanri Yuezong was standing in the distance, Qingquan couldn't see his expression clearly.

Qingquan turned to look at Yuan, "I haven't seen you for so many years, you are even more shameless."

Yuan smiled brightly, "I can't help it, who made Qingquan you live so happily, I'm jealous."

Still doing as he pleases, "What's the point of you asking me to go back to the island? Don't say you want to save me, I don't believe it."

"It doesn't make any sense, I just don't want you to be too comfortable." Yuan said frankly, "Qingquan, don't believe too much in the so-called happiness, we are essentially the same, we are all lonely, otherwise you wouldn't choose to be like me s face."

If he hadn't encountered the sword, Qingquan would agree with him, he was created by Yuan, and he has a very high degree of similarity with him.

But after all, they are two people, different situations and meeting different people make them completely different.

"I'm different from you. I have family, friends, and lover. I'm not alone."

Yuan Yuan smiled coldly, "Qingquan, we are gods, we don't need these things."

Qingquan felt very tired, he didn't want to have any conflict with Yuan, but now it seems inevitable.

"Maybe in your opinion, swords are just low-level spiritual bodies, but they are my everything. I love them more than life."

Yuan didn't speak, and Qingquan didn't care, "You can kill them easily, but you will kill me at the same time. I know you don't care, but Yuan, so what if you kill us all? We have all been happy, it's nothing It's a pity. You don't have to expect me to sacrifice my life to save the sword, we don't have this virtue."

"Your son is too big to stay," Yuan Shoudao sighed, "I will definitely take you away, enjoy your last days."

Qingquan didn't move, Yuan smiled and disappeared into the snow again.

Sanri Yuezong sat next to Qingquan, holding his hand, which was as cold as snow.

Qingquan closed her eyes and fell into his arms, "Why did you come out?"

"Suddenly woke up, I was a little worried and you came out. I saw snowflakes on the road, so I came here."

"That's Yuan." Qingquan hugged him, "He wants to take me back to the island."

Murderous aura began to spread from Yue Zongjin's body on the third day. Although he was standing far away, he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, but with the strange flying snow all over the sky, and the clear spring standing here late at night, the identity of the man can be imagined.

"No," Sanri Yuezong held Qingquan in his arms, "I can't live without you."

Qingquan smiled and suddenly felt less cold.

"I won't go, but it may hurt you."

Sanri Yuezong bowed his head and kissed him, "It goes without saying, everyone will give the same answer."

Qingquan rubbed his neck, "Go back."

He can only wait, unknown fate.

And this final destination came very quickly.

The author has something to say:

Dad, don't think too much, anyway, the end of these two days...