Chapter 659 (1/2)

I don't know when the wind frequently blows through this grassland, just like the smoke and depression before it completely does not exist, and it also gives this space a quiet.

Alquist was fully recovered, sitting in front of the tree on which he had been nailed not long ago, holding his knees.

The sunlight in the sky poured down on the beautiful Bai Ji, making the picture as beautiful as a work of art.

Before long, Fang Li came back.

”Here you are.”

When he came to elquet, who was sitting under the tree, Fangli handed over the cold drink in his hand.

Alquist raised his head, his eyes not resting on the cold drink, but on Fangli's face.

That face, with the calmness and randomness that alquist had been so familiar with for a while.

Just like what just happened did not happen at all, Fang Li's attitude is still like this, do what you want.

This, on the contrary, made alquist a little angry, snatched the cold drink with a little rudeness, and stopped looking at Fang Li.

It's like a kid.

Fangli could only laugh and shake his head, and with the remaining bottle of cold drink, sat down beside elquat.

”How do you feel?” ”Is there anything wrong?” asked Fang Li

“…… No ”It's just that I feel so relaxed. I don't remember how many years I haven't been so relaxed.”

Hearing the speech, Fang Li drank the cold drink in silence and did not speak.

Is it easy?

Is it really relaxing?

If it's not true ancestor, it's no way to understand what it's like to be tortured by the impulse of blood sucking.

The only contrast Fang could think of was drugs.

Fangli believes that the feeling of elquat suffering from the impulse of blood sucking is not much lower than that of a drug addict.

However, alquist had to endure this kind of torture since 800 years ago.

As long as you think about it, you can understand why the real ancestors are willing to use their huge power to suppress this blood sucking impulse, even if they fall into a deep sleep to avoid it.

Even if it is the strongest level in the true ancestor, it has been devoting time to dreams since 800 years ago, and the time to wake up is only a very short period of time.

Therefore, if you can't understand that feeling, you won't say any comforting words.

Therefore, Fang Li chose silence.

However, Fang Li chose to be silent, but alquist was silent.

”I didn't expect that you could kill the blood sucking impulse in my body.”

Alquist turned his head and looked into Fangli.

”It never occurred to me that the devil's eye could do such a thing.”

No, alquist actually knew the principle of the eye of the dead, and understood that everything has its end and its time of death.

Since it is something that can die, there is nothing that cannot be killed by the eyes.

It's one thing to know the principle, and another to understand it.

It's like the impulse to suck blood. It's just like the only defect in the perfect creature of Zhenzu. It can also be said that it's a disease that accompanies his whole life.

Can this kind of thing really be killed?

At least, alquist never thought about it.

But Fang Li did it easily.

”Even if you can use that pair of eyes without obstacles, you can also understand the death of all things as a matter of course. Even the stubborn disease of blood sucking impulse can be killed. If you are described as a monster, that's how I despise you.”