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Chapter 2151 Soul Tears "Crack!" The crystal clear tears dripped on Lin Ming's face and gently shattered. In this bewildered world, the sound of teardrops breaking was extremely clear, as if it came from a different time and space. This is a tear of soul. Some souls will shed tears when they are sentimental and hurt... Seeing the tears of the soul shattered, Shengmei smiled bitterly, she knew how pale this tear of soul was under the circumstances. Because... everything can't go back. Moreover, even if the time is repeated, the result will be the same, because the environment at that time, for Lin Ming, was a dead end... Amidst the lament, the physical pleasure brought by the union with Lin Ming seemed to be lost. Slowly away. At this time, Sheng Mei's soul was completely silent. She watched helplessly, the only man in her life who had been involved in love and hatred, after all, under her own love, slowly lost all the original soul and life force... He was already extremely weak, just Like a star that has completely dimmed after burning itself out. At that moment, Sheng Mei felt that her soul was as cold as a piece of ice. She looked at the sleeping Lin Ming who was completely useless, and felt as if there was a knife in her heart, slowly cutting the flesh and blood in her heart... At the last moment, she left herself in Lin Ming's body However, she knew that the possibility of this ray of spirit being effective was so slim... This was equivalent to saying that Lin Ming was finished. She personally destroyed the man with whom she once wanted to go away into another world and jump out of the vortex of doomsday... Everything was over before it started... She waited silently, her heart was like a barren tomb, but she had only waited for a few days. hours of time. To her, it seemed as long as millions of years. At this moment, Lin Ming was in a deep sleep. Waking up faintly. He looked at Shengmei with a wry smile on his face. The grass is luxuriant. The breeze was blowing, and the two just looked at each other like this, as if time had frozen into eternity at this moment. After an unknown amount of time, Sheng Mei finally spoke. It is still the words that Sheng Mei said back then, but now, Sheng Mei is listening as a bystander. "Do you hate me..." This didn't seem to be a question to Lin Ming, but rather a torture from Sheng Mei's own heart. "What reason do I have to hate you? If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have been killed by Floating Feather. It's already a cold corpse. It should even be said that if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have been able to leave God's Domain at all. I was already dead. In the hands of the Great Brahma God King..." Sheng Mei remembered every word of Lin Ming's answer in his past and present lives. She was silent, listening, and every sentence of their conversation back then echoed in her ears. She could retell it word for word... Until Lin Ming said: "You are really unscrupulous. In order to achieve your goal of cultivating the law of eternal life, your own body can be used as a tool. In the world of mortals, there are women who sell their bodies for money. You and them What's the difference?" The words calling Sheng Mei a prostitute caused great waves in Sheng Mei's heart back then, but listening to it today, nothing aroused in her heart, only a sigh. Maybe there is really no difference, both unable to control their own destiny, same sad ending... It's over... Shengmei knows. All of this is doomed, no matter how to start over. All the same result. And then... Sheng Mei saw her body go through the air, leaving Lin Ming lying on the ground as if he had died. There was no more vitality... Her soul did not leave with her main body, but stayed in Tianyan Continent, looking at Lin Ming. This time, Sheng Mei was a little stunned. How could this be so? Sheng Mei didn't know, but slowly, her heart trembled slightly. She had been in Tianyan Continent, looking at Lin Ming for several days. I still didn't leave with the main body. Faintly, she had a feeling in her heart, could it be... that she could see Lin Ming's experience in these years with her own eyes? Back then, because of the existence of the Soul Emperor, he couldn't track down Lin Ming at all, and since she left Tianyan Star, she also went to the Dark Abyss. But now, in her dream, she got such an opportunity. What she saw in the dream, what happened to Lin Ming, could it have happened for real? Sheng Mei suddenly thought of this, but finally shook her head slowly. Maybe even if I saw it, it was just my imagination. No matter how powerful the magic power was in this secret realm of the Demon God's Tomb, it was impossible for him to learn about Lin Ming's memory and let himself be in it. But even so, Sheng Mei still watched silently. She wanted to see what Lin Ming experienced later, even if it was only imagined by herself. Years change, spring goes and autumn comes. Sheng Mei silently waited beside Lin Ming, like a ghost guarding the tomb. And in this wilderness, Lin Ming seemed to have fallen into an eternal deep sleep. His body was covered with fallen leaves and dust, and even grass grew on the soil. Sheng Mei's heart was heavy, but she was extremely patient. She waited and waited. Until one day, Lin Ming slowly, slowly, opened his eyes... Sheng Mei's heart froze, and the light on her face changed slightly, showing that her soul was unstable at this time. She saw that Lin Ming stood up silently, and the mud and weeds rolled down from his body. This scene, it was as if Lin Ming crawled out of the grave. Lin Ming left, not knowing where he was going. Sheng Mei silently followed. She followed him over the mountains, across the river, and swam across the sea until they reached a mountain like a sword's edge. On the top of the mountain, Shengmei saw two swordsmen who, in her opinion, had just started their martial arts path, meeting martial arts on the top of the mountain. "It's an old friend Lin Ming knew in the mortal world!" Sheng Mei looked at Lin Ming's eyes and understood the meaning from his eyes. She saw the fierce confrontation between the two swordsmen in mid-air, and also saw Lin Ming and the two swordsmen drinking and chatting in the room after the contest. These two swordsmen, in Sheng Mei's eyes, were as light as dust. If it wasn't for Lin Ming, she wouldn't have even the slightest interest in listening to what they had to say. However, after listening, Sheng Mei was a little surprised. What the two swordsmen said actually contained an inexplicable truth. Especially what a swordsman in Tsing Yi said, the set of insights about the pinnacle of martial arts made her feel as if something had touched her heart—there are endless mountains in this world, but there is always one mountain that is the highest. I will keep looking for it, my vision is limited, I may never find it, but I will continue to climb, because when I climb a peak, my vision will be wider, so I can see where the higher peak is, and I will climb again Come down, re-climb the new peak I found, and repeat... The words of the swordsman in Tsing Yi echoed in Sheng Mei's ears for a long time, and even she herself was inexplicably moved by the fighting spirit contained in these words. This kind of fighting spirit actually also applies to her. And the later arguments about wine and life caused even greater waves in Shengmei's heart - "Taste spicy but know mellow, and understand the mystery when you are confused." The swordsman in Tsing Yi who drank until he was drunk said When these words were spoken, Sheng Mei was completely stunned. It wasn't that the artistic conception in the words was so profound, but that in a dream, hearing these words that could not have appeared in Sheng Mei's imagination suddenly made her heart tremble rapidly. She had an inexplicable feeling, that is, maybe everything she saw in the dream was not fake, but Lin Ming's real experience back then! The various place names mentioned by the two swordsmen, the description of Lin Ming's life, and everything else were full and lifelike. I have never had those artistic conceptions. The perception of warriors is not like literati, who can write beautiful articles one after another on a whim, but the philosophy of life that is truly summed up through their life and experience. It can be said that these perceptions are their martial arts. The martial arts of the two blue-clothed swordsmen both have a strong mortal coloration, and in Sheng Mei's mind, it is completely impossible for these mortals to have such a strange comprehension. What's more, these insights are obviously related to alcohol. Sheng Mei doesn't drink alcohol herself, so how can she forcefully imagine the artistic conception of alcohol and life in the dream? Could it be that everything in front of her was not imagined by herself, but what Lin Ming really experienced back then? Thinking of this, Sheng Mei's heart trembled! (The third update on the 29th)... ()
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