"What's the price?" Yingqiu looked gloomy, "What does it matter? Even if it takes my life, what does it matter?"
Huai Bo sneered, "How much is your life worth?"
It was rare for her to be so sharp and mean. She knew that this person was pitiful, but every word she said hurt people more and more.
"That's a demon. The more people in the world suffer, the happier she is." Huai Bo's eyes showed disgust and hatred. "It's ridiculous that you actually believe in a demon. The price," she pointed at the lump of meat on the bed, "Isn't that the price?"
Yingqiu looked over, her lips trembling slightly.
Her young lady, a girl who is already beautiful without makeup, should be carefree in the midst of a variety of purples and reds and butterflies flying around, holding a round fan and dancing in the wind, instead of being like a dead thing all day long. Sitting here, I don't know anything other than repeating the pain before death.
It shouldn't be like this.
But what can she do
She never had a choice. From being abducted and trafficked by human traffickers when I was a child, having my hands and feet broken, to finally meeting a young lady, and being confronted by war, to now. She seemed to be falling in an abyss, she thought she would always reach the bottom, but only at the end did she realize that the pain in life has no bottom.
Every time is more unbearable.
"The heavens treat me poorly." Yingqiu choked up and said, "The laws of heaven are not fair. I just want to protect one person. Why is this happening? I have already worked so hard, why do I still do this?"
Weibo looked at her without saying a word.
His brows and eyes were cold, and there was a faint disgust and hatred on his face.
"You are too weak, so even if you are played with and trampled on, you have no ability to resist. Born as an ant, you must have the consciousness of an ant."
Xiaobai raised his fluffy tail, "Don't say that! She's already pitiful enough!"
Huaibai turned his wrist slightly, and the bamboo joints exploded inch by inch. Xiaobai was so frightened that he dared not speak any more.
Huai Bai laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes, "You can't even protect yourself, and you want to protect others, it's ridiculous."
Xiao Bai tried his best to curl up into a ball, and this woman suddenly became very scary.
Like being poked in a sore spot.
Roshan trembled slightly, blinked his eyes, the turbidity subsided, and his black and white pupils were as clear as a spring.
"Yingqiu." She called softly.
Several people looked back at the past together, and Yingqiu froze in place in disbelief. After a long time, she dared to take a step forward and asked in a low voice, "Miss?"
His expression was tense and his voice was soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing an ethereal dream.
Xia Ziyan tried hard to laugh, but the flesh on her face was crowded together, and it was difficult for her to speak, "It's me."
"Miss?" Yingqiu trembled and touched her. The girl's original bright face was no longer the same, and the flesh on the bottom of her hand was soft and greasy, but she touched it carefully, like stroking the most precious treasure in the world.
The resentment in Huani Village gradually dissipated, the magic circle collapsed, dark clouds piled up in the sky, and thunder shook.
Yingqiu's murderous aura is overwhelming, she is neither human nor ghost, and she is destined to be punished by heaven.
Xiao Bai rolled to Huai Bai's feet, "Prince Immortal, shall we go?"
Huai Bai stood still where he was, and still didn't speak.
Xia Ziyan raised an arm with great effort, touched Yingqiu's face, and said, "Yingqiu, let's go to another place to see in the future, shall we?"
Yingqiu knelt on the ground, resting her head on her knees, and said softly, "Okay. I'll take you to the beach. In fact, I secretly bought a small island, prepared fishing boats and fishing gear, and built a wooden house garden. Waiting for you to pass."
Xia Ziyan smiled and said: "Okay, the sea, I saw the sea when my father was inspecting, and there was a bright moon on the sea, the moon there is really bright." Won't it rot?"
Yingqiu also laughed, and burst into tears as she smiled, "Then build another one, I've made a lot of money."
The strong wind made the wooden windows rattle, Yingqiu's shoulders trembled, and she cried, "Miss, it's raining so hard, I really want to go home."
Xia Ziyan held her tightly, "Let's go home together."
Yingqiu tilted her head to look at the young lady's face, remembering the solemn god statue she looked at in the ruined temple when she was young, and couldn't help asking, "Why didn't the god come to save us?"
Xiaobai burst into tears, but when a thunderbolt struck, it shrank in fright, "Xianchang, Xianchang, let's go."
Huai Bo threw Xiao Bai out of the window, but he took a step forward. The green robe fluttered in the wind, and Cui Yu was lonely and cold.
She had her hands behind her back, her long sleeves bulged, a strong wind blew from her feet, and thousands of sword auras gushed out from behind her.
The sword energy rolled, and thousands of sword lights pierced the clouds like birds, and cut through the dark clouds like a net.
"If God doesn't save you, I will save you."
Many years ago, when she decided to live a good life in this world, when she picked up the sword for the first time, Sword Master Gushan once asked her: "Why practice sword?"
She thought of a standard answer and said, "For Tao."
Sword Master Guan Feng disappeared, and asked her to go back and think about it for another three years.
Facing the blue and black cliffs of the lonely mountain and the flying snow, she thought about it for three years. Think about this life, past life, and the fate that has been written in the book.
Three years later, Jian Zun asked her again, and she said, "For my heart."
Sword Master asked again: "Why did the sword move?"
She said, "Cry out against injustice."
Later, she became the number one swordsman who divided mountains and split seas. She had a friend and a teacher who wanted to protect her. She became famous and fell into the dust again. Gained and lost, laughing and sad, this world is no longer a foreign land to her. The living people in this world are far from being just an insignificant symbol in a book.
She remembered her vow not to hold a sword easily, and she also remembered that she once said that the sword follows the heart and screams against injustice.
Yingqiu looked over blankly, the woman surrounded by sword aura had a cold complexion, and there were many interlaced sword marks on the ground where her feet stepped, densely packed like intertwined spider webs. With her hands behind her back, she blocked the heaven's punishment for them with the strength of one person.
A quarter of an hour later, the wind stopped and the clouds disappeared.
Huai Bai's face was pale, and he raised his hand to gently wipe away the blood stains overflowing from the corner of his mouth, "You guys, go home."
Yingqiu clenched her hands tightly, then slowly released them, "You, you..." Her eyes were filled with tears, she didn't know what to say for a moment, choked up for a long time, and then asked in a low voice, "Why did you save us?"
Huai Bo didn't know what to think of, and curled his lips very lightly, "A person once told me that one day, I will be like her, falling into the cold night forever, struggling in hopelessness, and finally becoming a different person like her. The real devil, the more the world suffers, the happier I will be. But she was wrong."
"Not everyone who falls into the cold night has to merge with the night. I, and the sword in my hand, will never change." She waved her sleeves, and the two bodies of more than three hundred years turned into dust , Two graceful girls appeared in the dust.
They knelt down and kowtowed three times to Huai Bai, and then they walked away hand in hand, not knowing whether they were going to Huangquan or the seaside.
Huai Bai quietly watched their leaving backs, a flash of water suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Master!"
Huai Bai turned around, and the child ran down the hill at some point, panting and looking at her with worry on his face.
"Didn't you stay on the mountain?"
Peiyu stepped forward and held Huai Bai's cold hand, "I'm worried about you."
Huai Bo didn't say anything, just bent down, put his forehead against the child's forehead, and closed his eyes.
For some reason, Peiyu suddenly remembered what Xia Ziyan said, and her face immediately burned.
She thought, the self three hundred years ago... probably didn't succeed.