The sixth floor of the Platinum Tower suddenly became quiet. Leyu stood beside the desk, without saying a word, quietly looked at Ming Shuiyun. After Ming Shuiyun calmed down, she realized that what he had just said contained too much meaning. She blushed to the ears and stammered and explained: "I mean, that's the one, we are the sword master and the sword sheath. If you die, I will definitely not have a chance to win..."

Leyu smiled kindly, making Ming Shuiyun even more embarrassed. However, he turned around and walked to the front of the wall, looking at a decorative painting hanging on the wall, which was a beautiful back of a woman looking at the setting sun.

"Super reaction." Yueyu suddenly spit out a noun.

"Ah?" Ming Shuiyun was stunned for a moment.

"Within one day after death, the organs and tissues of the human body can still maintain certain activity functions in a short period of time, and will respond to external stimuli. The rumored "resurrection of zombies" and "sitting up the corpse" are the manifestations of the supernatural reaction."

“Muscle loose.”

"After death, the muscles and skin will lose elasticity, so the corpse will feel very soft when touched. At this time, the pupils of the corpse will be dilated, the eyes will be slightly opened, the mouth will be opened, and there will be no expression on the face. If there is no excretion before, there will even be incontinence."

Originally, Ming Shuiyun couldn't help but feel a little scared when she heard the front. She felt that the sixth floor was suddenly cold. However, after hearing the last sentence, she suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom.

"Corpsy zombie."

"Within three hours, the muscles of the corpse will gradually become stiff to fix the joints. After half a day, the corpse will basically be stiff all over the body."

“Cold.”

"After a person dies, his body temperature will drop to near the ambient temperature, or even below the ambient temperature."

"Corpse."

"After a person dies, the blood no longer flows, and naturally accumulates in the compressed blood vessels in the lower part, creating colored scars on the skin, and one side is purple-red."

"turbid."

"The beads of dead people's eyes are like water entering lime, and they are not as transparent and beautiful as living people."

“Autolysis.”

"When death takes a long time, the organs inside the human body will dissolve, just like wax melts at high temperatures, and the internal organs will dissolve into a pool of mud, sticky and extremely disgusting."

"This is why the dead wear shrouds and why they need to be buried. Because the dead are ugly, disgusting and frightening. Unless they have been treated specially, the human body is not much different from the smelly pork."

Leyu turned around and looked at Mingshuiyun: "So, do you understand?"

"I, I don't care what I will become after I die!" Ming Shuiyun shook his head repeatedly and said seriously: "If you can't even handle the matter of living well, what's the point of caring about what I die?"

"What about your volunteer?" Leyu said: "What about your volunteer that makes you willing to participate in the search for swords and fight for throne, even if you die under the Nirruo sword, and hide it deep in your heart?"

"If the volunteering is too far away, you are now the number one in the score for the throne of searching for swords, and the glory and wealth of becoming the emperor are within reach. Don't you want to lie drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and hold the power of the world?"

"If you don't care about glory and wealth, then the "Wu Shuang Kill" you run has already shown its strength. You have met many good friends, and you have lived a fulfilling and happy campus life in the Imperial Academy... Don't you want to watch "Wu Shuang Kill" popular Huiyao? Don't you want to chat with your good friends for one night five years later ten years later twenty years later? Don't you want to continue to live a happy and satisfying life in the future?"

Leyu took out a hand gun and pointed the gun at Ming Shuiyun's eyebrows.

"If you die like this, are you willing?"

Ming Shuiyun looked at the dark muzzle, unable to spit out a sound from his throat, and his legs were even a little soft. However, Leyu quickly turned the muzzle back and retracted it, and said softly: "So, do you understand?"

"I, I just..."

"You just think it's pretty handsome to say 'died together'."

Leyu stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Ming Shuiyun's head, but finally patted her on the shoulder: "You're just too full."

It's almost done, no need to say it, Leyu thought.

From the beginning, Leyu did not want to have a good relationship with the sword master. As long as the sword master had the intention to seize the holy sword, it was enough. Ming Shuiyun got his offer because of his stubbornness that he would never give up after being chased by Niruo in the dark.

Conversely, Leyu doesn't want a sword master who is too emotional.

For example, what Yueyu wants is Kiritsugu Emiya, not Shirou Emiya.

At first, Leyu thought he had found the card he wanted, but he didn't expect that Ming Shuiyun was selling dog meat with the head of a sheep. He was fierce on the outside and soft on the inside. He was stubborn on the surface but fragile on the surface. He was almost the kind of card that Leyu didn't want the most. However, there were only seven cards in this card pool, and each person could only draw once a single draw. Leyu had no choice at all, so he could only cultivate it slowly.

Alas, the difference between card pools in different places is too big. For example, the card pools like the "Silver Blood Society", Leyu can draw for ten consecutive times, at least nine of them are ruthless and selfish people, and the remaining one is the White Night Walker. It was Yan Jing's turn, the card pool, Leyu has not found a high-level card with its own "Heroic posture". Ming Shuangli was quite domineering at the beginning, but now it seems that he is also a inferior scabbard trainer who cares about Nie Ruo's life and death.

Hearing the faint sob behind, Leyu knew that she had killed Ming Shuiyun this time without leaving. Next, she should be angry, and then she remembered that she was the master of the sword, so she would slam the table and scold Leyu, then turn and leave...

If there is a narration in this world, it will sound: "Qin Leyin will not know. When he rejected Ming Shuiyun's kindness, he completely destroyed all the kindness of Ming Shuiyun. The mechanism ladder slowly descended. When the strong girl walked out of the Platinum Tower, there was no Ming Shuiyun in this world anymore, only the future Iron Blood Queen, Shuiyun Palace!"

A very perfect script, Leyu gave a thumbs up to his screenwriter skills. It seems that it is still beneficial to write more novels (more conveying).

Bang!

Suddenly, a slap in the table sounded behind!

OK, it's time to begin!

"Qin Leyin!"

Leyu turned around and bowed, and said politely: "Yes, dear owner, do you have any instructions?"

"You said I was too full..."

"Maybe my wording is a bit inappropriate. After all, your figure is still quite well-proportioned and has not changed due to a regular and good diet. Eating too much just means that you have nothing to do when you are full and too idle..."

"That's right, I just eat too much!" Ming Shuiyun said gritting his teeth.

That's why I'm blind and care about your life and death!

Leyu has helped her think of the second half of the sentence!

He stood up straight, because Ming Shuiyun was likely to slap him when she said this to express her thoughts, feelings and emotions. Leyu thought quickly, whether to grab her wrist or let her slap her, which effect would be better? Grasping her wrist will cause huge mental damage to her; letting her slap her accumulated emotions will swell up a thousand miles...

Before Leyu could think about it, she saw Ming Shuiyun punching him!

How could it be a fist!

Young man, you don’t have martial ethics!

Leyu subconsciously reached out to block Ming Shuiyun's fist, but found that her fist was soft and weak without any strength. It didn't seem to be angry at all, but instead it seemed like...

"But I eat so much because I'm fed by you."

Ming Shuiyun's eyes were red and tears were filled with tears, and she weakly hit Le Yu's palm with her fist.

"I know it will be ugly after death."

"I know I can't do anything after I die."

"I know no one remembers me again after I die."

"I know I will definitely not give up when I die!"

Every time she said something, she would punch Leyu's palm with her fist, and tears splashed out.

"But so what, those things don't belong to me!" Ming Shuiyun sniffed, with a crying voice in his voice: "The first point is that you won me back, you found my friend for me, Wushuang Killing was the idea you gave me, and even the speech you gave me when borrowing money was written!"

"You gave me everything I have now."

"Yes, I also know that my plan is very naive, and it is also childish to die together. But I also mustered up the courage to come to you. I was also very shy when I said such words! Qin Leyin, you are simply a scumbag who is ungrateful. Can you think about what this means? Can you..."

“…Let me do something for you too…”

Ming Shuiyun sat on the ground, stubbornly pulling Leyu's wrist with his right hand, lowered his head to look at the ground, his shoulders swayed silently, and tears hit her dress. Leyu looked at her calmly, looked at the upper right corner, looked at the upper left corner, looked at the lower left corner, looked at the lower right corner, and finally his eyes returned to her.

He slowly raised his palm, stopped in the air for a moment, and gently landed on Mingshuiyun's head.
Chapter completed!