She gently walked up to Yan Ruoyao and stepped on the blood spurting out of her. He looked at her with a low eyebrow and said, "Then you can bury him with him!"
"I..." Yan Ruoyao rolled her eyes and said the last words in a hoarse voice while vomiting blood -
"I...even if...you become a ghost...I won't let you go."
"The ghost you made is probably even weaker than your current appearance of neither a human nor a monster."
After that, she turned around, waved her sleeves, and never looked back.
There is no trace of happiness and joy deep in my heart, but an emptiness, as if the most important thing has been lost...
-
She searched for ten days and ten nights in Haihun Death Lake, but could not find Mo Baici or Li Jinfeng.
It wasn't until the light blue light on her body disappeared that she left this land of red lotuses among the bushes like a zombie.
She did not return to Xuankongju, but returned to the hot spring tavern in Yingling County.
The place where I first met him—
Maybe this way she would still feel that maybe that person had returned to Xuankongju.
Maybe, he is still alive...
Time flies so fast, more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
What she does most every day is sit and drink with Mr. Li and tell the story of the world.
"Half a year ago, there was a sudden change in the sky, and the good and evil factions launched a bloody battle in the boundless land of Sea Soul Death Lake. Rumor has it that they fought for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, and finally the fate master who lived in Xuankong fought with us. Lord Ying Ling of Ling County joined forces to defeat the enemy and won a great victory!"
"What happened next, what happened next-" a group of little civet cats asked, blinking excitedly.
"Later -" Mr. Jiu Li picked up the jug at hand and took a sip of wine and said slowly: "Of course they fell in love with each other. They lived in seclusion in the mountains and lived like a couple of gods and gods."
Hearing this, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.
It would be great if it could really be like what the storyteller Jiu Li said.
She didn't listen anymore, but slowly stood up and prepared to leave.
"Sister Sakura—" A familiar voice came to her ears.
Turning around, I saw a long-lost old friend.
Shaoqing and Xiao Mushroom.
"Miss Luo—" Shaoqing hugged Little Mushroom, walked up to her, looked at her with a clear look in his eyes and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Yes." She responded softly, suppressing all the thoughts in her heart.
Sometimes, the pain and longing are buried deep in my heart. You will be instantly overwhelmed by seeing an old friend you both knew well.
"Miss Luo, there was something strange at the Xuankongju Star Observatory three days ago..." Shaoqing frowned and said, "Xiao Mushroom said that you will probably come back here, so I will try my luck."
"Strange movement?" Her clear eyes lit up slightly, she looked at him with stagnant breathing and said, "He..."
"It has nothing to do with him." Shaoqing interrupted her awkwardly: "I'm afraid the Demon Lord's seal will be broken."
When Luo Qingchen heard this, she bit her lip and looked at him with flashing eyes: "What's the use of asking me for this kind of thing."
"Xingjun said...a hundred years ago..."
"I'm sorry, there is no world in my heart -" She looked at Shaoqing with cold eyes, word by word, every word.
She had already sacrificed her life to save the so-called world once, but now she no longer had the strength to do so.
Be selfish or stingy. Everyone has the right to choose life.
It's like why those people who call themselves decent people send people to find her when there is a powerful enemy.
Aren't they selfish
After a long time, Shaoqing smiled softly and said, "You and him are really similar."
"So -" she took a deep breath, pursed her lips and said, "will he come back?" (To be continued)