"The so-called maturity is when you no longer ask what maturity is..."

Qihuang in the killing house lowered his head and mumbled a few words, raised his head to look at Ayaka Sajo, and said with a smile: "This sentence is not like Lingzi said."

"Who said it?" Sajo Ayaka asked.

"Like Mr. Shirou said." Qiara said with a smile.

Sajo Ayaka was stunned, then smiled and said, "It really looks like Fujimaru's style."

"Speaking of, I didn't know Lingzi's past before. As a friend, I really failed. However, Mr. Shilang was thrown into an endless reset by the savior. Then, how about you Lingzi? It seems that you haven't mentioned yourself." The Killing House asked Qihuang suspiciously.

Sajo Ayaka stretched out her finger and pressed it on Kiara’s lips, stopping her from asking further questions. She smiled and said, “I’ll answer this question next time I meet you. It’s going to dawn.”

Sajo Ayaka pointed to the burning clouds on the horizon, then stood up with a smile, turned and left.

"See you next time?"

Qihuang in the killing house was full of doubts.

…

The young people and others came to the southern suburbs of Shinjuku, which is the southern node of the Shinjuku Spirit Vessel. It is necessary to use the authority of the Linglong Pavilion to throttle the Spirit Vessel for a short time.

Linglong Pavilion Mei Sha Ye began to perform the family magic of intercepting spiritual veins, Mordred suddenly turned his head and walked away.

The boy glanced at it and shouted, "Don't act alone now, Mordred. It's easy to be attacked by Sajo Aige."

"Don't worry, I don't need you to worry about it."

Mordred waved his hand, drifting away, unspeakably chic and lonely.

The boy touched the back of his head.

Linglong Pavilion Mei Sha Ye pushed him behind his back.

The teenagers staggered, turned their heads and looked at Linglong Pavilion Mei Sha Ye with dissatisfaction, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you hurrying?" Linglong Pavilion Mei Sha said with her chest folded in the night.

"What am I going to do?" the boy asked suspiciously.

"That's not your daughter?" Linglong Guan asked Mei Shaye.

The boy spread his hands and said, "Please, that is the future me, not the present me. She obviously has a gap with me in the future, and she doesn't even want to see me. I have no relationship foundation with her, why should I If you touch your cold **** with a hot face, isn't that uncomfortable? Then again, when did you care about others so much, Sister Linglong?"

"You need to take care of it!" Linglong Pavilion Mei Sha gave the young man a fierce look at night.

At this time, Old Flash slapped the young man's head with a palm, and fell directly to the ground with his forehead hitting the ground with a "boom" sound.

The boy was holding his forehead, tears flowing from the pain, staring at Old Flash, and asked: "What are you doing, Jill?"

"It's so hypocritical that I can't stand it anymore." Old Flash folded his arms and said, "You fellow, don't you want to go?"

"I really want to be so cheap..."

The boy patted his sleeves and stood up, and walked towards Mordred in a low voice.

"It turns out that the nerd is also shy." Linglong Guan Mei Shaye said in surprise: "I thought that nerd had always been faceless. But I thought he was always looking in Mordred's direction before. It was me. The illusion, because, as he said, there should be no emotional basis between them."

Old Shan leaned against the tree trunk, closed his right eye and said, "It has nothing to do with whether there is a basis for feelings. His heart is very slender, slenderer than any of us. So he saw Mordred's lonely eyes and heard her. The sadness of the soul."

"Doesn't that mean that guy is just pure kindness?" Linglong Guan asked Mei Shaye.

Old Flash nodded.

"Simple kindness, purely wanting to help those who are sad... Then I really can't imagine how he will live in the future." Linglongguan Mei Shaye said unimaginably: "The so-called kindness should be set out for oneself. , And then take care of others. If it goes the other way... Isn’t that a kind slave?"

Jiu Shan glanced at her and said, "What he harbors is not the kind of hypocrisy that is bestowed by nature for others, or the self-satisfaction hypocrisy of doing good. That kind of hypocrisy is what I hate most. Things, if he is that kind of hypocritical person, it is impossible for me to approve of the master position, let alone get along with me, who is extremely selfish."

"He knows where his boundaries are, and he has never done what he can. He is very selfish, but also very honest. In his mottled and complicated soul, there is a kind of passionate fire, even if he himself hasn't noticed it. And that fire , Is my treasure house, the only treasure that absolutely cannot be collected. So I am not surprised that he becomes the King of Eternity."

Linglongkan Misha looked at the old flash in surprise at night. This heroic king who conquered the primitive world in the time of immemorial age had such a high evaluation of Shiro Fujimaru?

"Of course, because his position and attitude are closest to the young me who still has awe of the world and life."

Old Shan turned his back: "It's also the past that I can't go back to."

Linglongkan Meisha Ye understands, she finally understands why Fujimaru Shiro can control the heroic king who conquered the primitive world in the immemorial period.

It turned out that even Gilgamesh couldn't transcend human boundaries. Mei Sha Ye at Linglong Hall sighed with emotion.

Everyone is a kite-flying person. On the journey of life, they go farther and farther away, and gradually become different, and that is growth.

However, growth comes at a price. The more you grow, the more things you lose, innocence, loyalty, friendship... In the end, even family affection will be lost, and you will walk towards the loess alone.

Therefore, people call those who lose the most as mature, but forget that smiles and tears have already been lost on their faces.

It's like the parents who support a family. They buy drunk late at night, but never bow their heads and weep, because they have no one who can act like a baby for a long time.

Linglongkan Misaya finally understood why this arrogant, arrogant, and lustful king was so accustomed to Fujimaru Shiro, because he looked at Fujimaru Shiro's gaze, because he saw that he couldn't go back, lost—, in the past. .

Chapter 112 Your soul will light up the road ahead [third more]

"I've said it, I don't need you to worry about it, I won't hinder you." Mordred looked at the young man who was chasing him with a displeased face.

"Even if you say that-,"

The young man stretched out his index finger and touched his face, and said with some embarrassment, "I will still worry about you."

Mordred gave a shock all over his body, and said with a cold face: "What is that? Please don't talk like that, it's disgusting!"

After finishing speaking, he deliberately held his chest and shook his body.

The boy asked with a dark face, "How much resentment do you have for me in the future?"

"I don't have any resentment towards him. He has an endless resentment and hatred for me." Mordred said with interest.

"Huh—!?"

The young man was taken aback, and he couldn't help thinking of Shirou's entrustment to him when he was swept away.

—Mordred is pleased to you, don’t let her get hurt...

The boy muttered, "It doesn't look like it at all."

"What are you talking about?"

Mordred said dissatisfiedly, then looked at the teenager, and said: "It's fine for you to continue to be so carefree. Don't be close to me. My relationship with you in the future is not as good as you think. You only You need to be like him, hate me, resent me, that's fine, and before I kill Sajo Aige, I will protect your safety as promised. Don’t worry about that. Others, don’t care, anyway, our intersection Only on this illusory plane of the past."