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Qing Huan was obsessed with teasing kittens, so she didn't listen carefully to the system calling her at all. It wasn't until the system couldn't bear it and yelled loudly with jealousy that she recovered from Ji Guang's cuteness, "Huh?"
[Master, you...] With a sad tone, Qing Huan almost couldn't remember what the other party's cold and emotionless voice was like when talking to the system for the first time. "What's up?"
[Is it really cute? If I had an entity, I would definitely be cuter than it] Hearing this, Qing Huan raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Aren't you incorporeal?"
Crackling. It looked like something was broken. The system is holding on to a bloody heart[Master, I know what Jiguang is]"Say it."
[Ji Guang, the legendary ancient beast was born in Daze. Its body is snow-white, but its mane is fiery red, its ribs grow two wings, its fur does not sink in water for several days, and it does not burn when exposed to fire. It looks like a god horse. Jiguang piece of feather, extremely rare and precious, even among the ancient beasts, it is a very rare existence] "... just such a small thing?" After hearing a series of adjectives in the system, Qing Huan lifted the kitten up and looked at it carefully. Still like a horse... Isn't this just like a kitten! Wings or something... where? As for whether Mao Qiu is that powerful, don't you know if you try it? Thinking of this, she tapped her finger, and twisted a fire formula to burn the kitten. Seeing this, the kitten frowned, arched its back and meowed, as if it was facing an enemy.
... It doesn't look like a beast anymore, it doesn't have the prestige of Jiuying at all. Although the Jiuying was ugly, big, and scary, it was solid and extremely evil, but this little thing in front of him... Qing Huan really couldn't see anything different about it. She put away the fire ball and sighed: "After all, everyone has their own destiny. What they got is a powerful beast. I can only pretend to be cute..." For a long time, Ji Guang couldn't stop licking her fingertips, and Qing Huan also Laughed. "That's all, it's nice to be cute."
Ji Guang meowed, and came to rub her affectionately, Qing Huan chuckled, and his expression was also rare. After a while, Wei Yin who was lying on the bed made a sound, she hugged Ji Guang and went to the bed and looked down at him: "Are you awake?"
"We are..." Wei Yin frowned, "Hey, this is my cave? How did we come back?!"
"If you don't come back, why should you stay there?" Qing Huan gave him a faint look. "The nine infants were taken away by them, what are we still doing there?"
"Then how did I pass out? I don't have the slightest impression..." Wei Yin felt very strange. He was going to talk to Qing Huan one second ago, but the next second he didn't know about the personnel and didn't even know what happened. Remember.
"Then I don't know. Anyway, when I turned around to call you, you were already lying on the ground." Qing Huan wrinkled her nose. "I was the one who brought you back."
She just said this casually, without any other meaning, but Wei Yin blushed handsomely, feeling very ashamed. To let a young girl carry me back... Fortunately, I still have hundreds of years of cultivation. "Sorry, it was my fault."
"Where did you go wrong?"
Wei Yin was speechless for a moment.
Qing Huan glanced at him: "What are you going to do? Now that your younger brother and younger sister have obtained the ancient fierce beast, there will definitely be a disturbance in the future. Now you have also seen that man and Jiuying merged into one body, you How about it?"
"This matter is of great importance. Naturally, I have to report it to the master teacher first. It's just that... the master is in retreat, and now I am responsible for all the affairs in the teaching." Wei Yin showed a trace of hesitation on his face. "Junior Brother Zhong is always modest and eager to learn, cautious and progressive. I think he is only temporarily lost. As long as he is properly guided, he will definitely regain his senses and return to the right path. As for Junior Sister Mei... I don't have a deep personal relationship with her, and I don't know her. What a character."
Hearing this, Qing Huan hissed: "You are really a good person."
Wei Yinjun blushed again: "No, no..."
"Whatever you want, anyway, this is your business, I don't care." Qing Huan lowered her eyes, and saw Wei Yin's ghost on the bridge of Naihe, that is to say, he is doomed to die now. "I've made up my mind. I'm going back to the cave to retreat. It may take a long time. I hope you'll be alive when I come out." Before Wei Yin could answer, he turned around and started to leave. With some hesitation, she stroked Ji Guang's little furry head in her arms, and asked in a low voice, "Can you help me stay by his side and accompany him?"
If Wei Yin survives after she leaves the customs, then she will not accept his soul. If she is accompanied by Ji Guang, she can't resist the footsteps of his death, then it can only be said that it is fate. She was willing to give him a chance to be reincarnated as a human being, which was already extraordinarily kind. Whether he can seize this opportunity depends on himself.
Ji Guang meowed obediently, red light flashed in his big blue eyes and he slapped his face, filled with deep nostalgia.
Although they have only known each other for a while, Qing Huan is very happy with this little guy. She held Ji Guang in her arms and kissed him lightly: "If you still accept me as the Lord after I come back, I will keep you by my side from now on." Saying that, she handed Ji Guang to Wei Yin . "Can you take care of it for me before I go out?"
Although Wei Yin was reluctant to part with her, he smiled at her: "I will treat it well."
"...Thank you very much." Gently put Jiguang into Weiyin's arms, Qing Huan turned around and took a step, only to hear Jiguang's weak and tender meow, she paused, but still never looked back.
The place she is going to is not a mountain peak or a cave, but Naihe Bridge.
In the blink of an eye, she had already returned here. The ghost of Weiyin on the bridge seemed to be frozen as if motionless, Qing Huan didn't pay attention to him, but walked to the side of the bridge and looked towards the dim Wangchuan River. The ghosts in the river wailed and stretched out their hands, the rotten eye sockets were daunting, and the river was rushing forever.
Yes, she finally understood where the demons came from.
Because of that painful memory, she always only thought of forgetting and escaping, lacking the courage to face it. If this continues, no matter how long time passes, she will never be able to become the master of Naihe Bridge, and can only be used as a tool to drive it.
The person she once loved deeply, the memories of her fear and pain, every minute and every second, even if she deceived herself into thinking she had forgotten it, is still deep in her soul, stabbing at her like a knife, slowly, Then it became her demon. If it is not eliminated today, it will become a serious problem in the future. It's a good choice to retreat in the world of cultivating immortals, but she doesn't have that much time. She was afraid that by the time the retreat was completed, the man and woman who practiced dual cultivation would have both become immortals. At that time, where will she find them, and how can she restore Wan Jianzong's tragedy
For a hundred years in the world, the Naihe Bridge passes in a blink of an eye. And one day in the world, but a thousand years in the Wangchuan River. If there are still four hundred years from now until Weiyin's death, she can practice in the Wangchuan River for tens of millions of years. What a terrible time, what a terrible choice.
In fact, Qing Huan didn't know what the final outcome would be. She doesn't know whether she can endure the pain of the ghosts and the endless loneliness and finally be reborn, or whether she will be smashed to pieces and scattered in the Wangchuan River. But she knew she had to jump, or she would die by her hands one day.
And she didn't want to die.
Endless penance, no distractions, maybe going crazy, maybe breaking down, but that is her own choice, she has no complaints or regrets.
Qing Huan stepped on her toes and stood on the bridge. Although the ghosts in the Wangchuan River were afraid of her, they still couldn't stop the longing for the soul deep in their hearts.
Qing Huan closed her eyes and jumped down.
How long has it been? Qing Huan no longer remembers. At the very beginning, she felt the pain of her soul being gnawed and torn apart, but she had a firm mind and a clear consciousness, so the suffering seemed even more terrifying. As time passed, the ghosts gnawed on her body was no longer so scary, but barren and empty, rushing towards her like a tide.
For so long, she was alone, and there was no living thing around her, only the cries of the evil spirits, struggling to surround her. Many times Qing Huan felt that she had to become one of them and completely lost control, but she persisted in the end.
After a long time, the loneliness and solitude, the ancient prehistoric times, the countless thousands of years, and the penance of exterminating the world made the devil in her heart start to move around. She wants to escape, she has a heart of regret, she wants to be free, she wants to get out of here, she wants to escape! She couldn't bear it, she was so uncomfortable that she wanted to go crazy, howl, and self-mutilation!
But gradually, after she held on to this terrible loneliness and despair, the evil spirits began to disappear from her side. Although she was in the Wangchuan River, Qing Huan felt calm and peaceful. She felt that the cloud of black energy in her heart was getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. She felt an open mind, even with her naked eyes closed, she could still feel the eyes of heaven. She could hear the gasps of evil spirits from across the horizon, and she could clearly hear the sound of the blood-red flowers blooming on both sides of the Naihe Bridge. The sound of blowing wind, the sound of flowing water, the sound of beating heartbeat...
She has a heart.
The moment Qing Huan lay quietly at the bottom of the Wangchuan River and opened her eyes, all ghosts fell silent and bowed their heads in worship. The moment her dark eyes once again accommodated the world, the water of the Wangchuan River slowly gave way to both sides, and her white clothes were as clean as A new Qinghuan rises slowly from the bottom of the river.
She is different from before, she is more open-minded, cheerful, tolerant, powerful, and at the same time has an extremely majestic gentleness.
Endure the loneliness that ordinary people can't bear, taste the pain that ordinary people can't taste, experience the suffering that ordinary people can't experience, from the past to the present, from the present to the future, remember the past, look forward to the future, cherish the present, but don't stick to the past, Don't depend on the present, don't count on the future. The world is boundless, and will eventually return to the right way.
Immortality and immortality, immortality and immortality are for Po Meng.