Feng Yaoqing stood up and glanced around.
The entire village was almost destroyed, with ruins and ruins on all sides, surrounded by women and girls crying piercingly. Although Ji Feichen had already tried his best to protect it, it was inevitable that innocent people would be affected and lost their lives.
Half of the woman's husband's body was already purple, and the toxin was pressing to the heart, and it was urgent. Next to him was a little girl who was about five or six years old, crying while hugging the man's arm.
Feng Yaoqing clenched the only lingering pill in her hand, her fingernails pierced her palm, and a few drops of blood ooze out.
Shen Wanqing: "Give it to me."
Feng Yaoqing turned her head to look at her, her eyes were flushed, and a tear fell suddenly.
"Someone has to choose, if you don't want to choose, I will help you choose." As Shen Wanqing said, she grabbed Feng Ruoqing's hand and motioned her to let go, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't put the responsibility on yourself. If you want to blame me, just blame me."
Feng Yaoqing's eyes were full of pain. She shook her head and opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say. After a long time, she said softly, "How could I blame you."
"Give me the Continuing Spirit Pill." Shen Wanqing repeated, "I got Jian Ye, I'll choose."
"They are innocent."
"I know." Shen Wanqing looked into Feng Ruoqing's eyes, then stretched out her hand to clasp her back and patted her comfortably, "All those who died because of this turmoil are innocent."
"I can save him."
"There's nothing shameful about being selfish."
Shen Wanqing knew why Feng Ruoqing was painful.
For someone like her, the thing that makes her blame the most is not that she can't do it, but that she could have done it.
Shen Wanqing knew that Feng Ruoqing would definitely choose to save Ji Feichen in the end.
It has nothing to do with being kind or not, it's everyone's instinctive choice.
She just couldn't forgive herself, she couldn't forgive herself who had such selfishness and chose to let another person die.
"But I will save Ji Feichen." Shen Wanqing could feel the trembling of the rumors, "He is my brother and my relative, I will choose him."
Feng Yaoqing whimpered, raised her hand and clasped Shen Wanqing's shoulder, as if she wanted to push her away, but after a long pause, she finally hugged her tighter: "I shouldn't have come here, I shouldn't have come here. here."
"You can't save everyone."
There are many things in the world for which there is no correct answer.
The underworld demons slaughtered the human world in order to survive. In Tiandao Palace, they chose to sacrifice the lives of a few for the survival of the majority. Ji Feichen and the others came here according to the guidelines in order to save the common people in the world.
If you follow this series of things down, you will find that all this is a circular chain, and no one can be alone.
In all stories of disaster and redemption, everyone is innocent.
No one can save everyone.
Everyone has to give up.
Feng Yaoqing took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She clenched the lingering pill tightly, was silent for a moment, then opened her eyes, stood up straight and took a step back.
Then he squatted down in front of Ji Feichen and lifted him up against his arms.
The pupil of the woman on the side shrank, she knelt and climbed up and held Feng Ruoqing's arm, her whole body constantly shaking from excessive grief. Her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word. She knocked her head on the ground, and cried and choked, "I beg you, immortal."
"Sorry." Feng Ruo's tears rolled down and dripped on Ji Feichen's face.
She sniffed, pulled her arm, and without a moment's pause, put the Lingling Pill in her hand into Ji Feichen's mouth, her voice hoarse: "Sorry, I have to save him."
"Father!"
The child kneeling beside the man shouted in a heart-wrenching voice, and the woman turned around, only to find that the toxin had already invaded her heart.
The man spit out blood, dripping down his cheeks, and even the clothes of the children were soaked with blood.
The woman hurriedly turned around and stumbled towards the man. The family of three hugged and cried together.
There were cries everywhere.
No matter how hard Ji Feichen tried, there were still countless people who died in vain because of this accident.
Feng Ruoqing resisted and didn't turn her head to look at the tragedy behind her. After making sure that the toxins in Ji Feichen's body were being removed little by little, she weakly put her head on his chest and burst into tears.
"boom!"
The talisman on the golden mask was shattered abruptly, and in an instant, countless cracks were densely cracked, and it seemed that it might be broken at any time.
These hordes of demons can't be killed. According to this scene, even the Tiandao Palace will send a branch of the entire sect to suppress it.
Of course, if Xie Wuyan shot without any scruples, these demons would be no problem, but then his identity will inevitably be exposed in front of everyone.
Of course you can escape.
But this area, and even the towns and villages at the foot of the mountain, may not be spared.
"Are these monsters attracted to me?"
At this moment, a golden light suddenly gathered between Qin Zhihuan's eyebrows, who had been sleeping in the back. Immediately afterwards, a shadow flew out of his body.
Princess Zhaoping's normally squeamish face, her brows furrowed slightly at this moment, and her expression was calm and calm.
Feng Ruoqing has already analyzed the reasons with Ji Feichen just now.
They also discovered that Tiandao Palace's use of Myriad Demons is probably not just for Shen Wanqing.
Because it is reasonable to say that the sacrificial body and soul of the sword furnace are indispensable, but Princess Zhaoping sacrificed the body, but still kept the soul.
Therefore, Tiandao Palace will probably spend a lot of time trying to find a way to get this missing soul.
Zhaoping glanced at the village behind him, which was full of broken walls, and glanced at Qin Zhihuan, who was lying on the ground. If you eat it, you should be able to let these youkai leave."
Her tone was very calm, and she seemed to be different from the stubborn and willful little princess last night, as if she might be wiped out, there was nothing scary about her.
Zhaoping didn't even give anyone any time to react, and as soon as he finished speaking, he flew towards the crack without the slightest hesitation.
When the rumors of the wind came to light, Zhaoping was already close to the edge of the golden mask.
"Stop her!" Feng Ruoqing shouted, "These monsters and demons will kill each other in order to compete for this soul, and then cause even more turmoil. If Zhaoping's soul falls into the hands of evil things, it will make it more difficult for them. entangled."
Shen Wanqing quickly felt sorry, she turned around, stepped on the sword and flew up, raising her hand to grab Princess Zhaoping's soul.
However, the moment her palm touched Dao Zhaoping's body, a white light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
This is…
Shen Wanqing bowed her head in astonishment, only to realize that the wound on her left palm hadn't completely healed.
The consciousness of the two collided strongly, and countless memories flooded in in an instant, which was stronger than the rejection reaction that happened every time before.
Countless pictures are surging in my mind like a horse lantern, mixed with various sounds, which makes the eyes split.
"your Highness!"
"Princess!"
"Princess Zhaoping."
"Azhao."
In the end, the speed of the scrolling of the screen finally gradually slowed down.
"Are you sure your Highness Princess wants to hand over this map?"
"Um."
"His Royal Highness wants me to treason?"
"Yes."
"why?"
"Because I don't like looking at lanterns at all."
Memories flooded.
It was Princess Zhaoping's twelve-year-old birthday.
The famous scenery of the North Country is the lantern feast on the Huaihe Lake at night. The monarch once dispatched countless craftsmen to build countless lighthouses in the lake, placing countless rare treasures and magnificent decorations in them.
On big festivals and festivals, the lanterns will be lit up, and countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries will gather here to celebrate. The light is dyed into the water color, gorgeous and extravagant.
On the day of Princess Zhaoping's twelfth birthday, her father, who had always favored her, suddenly wanted to issue an edict seven days ago, asking people to rush to build a lamp house exclusively for Zhaoping, as a gift for her as a jewel in the palm of her hand.
The imperial decree of the emperor only needs a few words, but the bitterness is always the people.
Zhaoping did not know this.
On her birthday, she ran up and down her lamp building proudly, enjoying the flattery of others. She was the most eye-catching princess.
Until Ganwan sneaked on a boat to avoid the guards, slipped to the shore to visit the night market, and then accidentally lost her way and fell into a remote alley.
The alley is broken.
There was a stench everywhere, and black sticky dirt on the ground.
Zhaoping felt cold and tired, so she found a bright house, leaned on the window and looked inside carefully.
She saw the scrawny old man lay dying on the bed.
I saw the ragged woman sitting under the lamp, squinting and embroidering flowers, rocking the cradle with her feet, and coaxing the crying child beside her.
Later Zhaoping saw a lot.
In the Northland, there was something that I could not see before.
The man who lost his life because of the repair of the lamphouse, his parents and his wife were sitting in the house, looking at the gorgeous Huai River not far from the window, their eyes were red and swollen from crying.
Children who were starved to death, and elderly people who died of lung disease in their beds had no money for burial, so they could only use straw to cover them.
She used to think that Northland was good enough.
Later, she found out that she was the only one living well enough.
That day, the twelve-year-old Zhaoping was found by the guards, who held hands and sent him back to his father.
She hugged the lantern and cried, tears mixed with her snot, and she couldn't stop twitching.
The royal father stopped her shoulder distressedly: "Who bullied you?"
Zhaoping nodded, shook his head, then bit his lower lip and said, "I don't want to look at lanterns anymore."
This is the most crucial reason for the collapse of the Northern Kingdom.
The southern kingdom attacked the northern kingdom very quickly, and there were hardly many battles that cost the people and money.
Because Zhaoping has already paved the way for them.
It was she who personally contributed to the downfall of the northern kingdom and brought people from the southern kingdom into the imperial city.
"The northern country with the people is the real northern country."
"Even if I don't surrender, it won't stop the destruction of the North, it will only make innocent people more miserable."
"It may not have been the right decision."
"But that's all I can do."
"From now on, I'm finally no longer Princess Zhaoping."
Zhaoping handed over the map in his hand.
Shen Wanqing saw the man standing opposite and took the map from Zhaoping.
It was Qin Zhihuan.
Qin Zhihuan knelt down on one knee in front of Zhaoping and bowed to salute, "His Royal Highness Zhaoping."
"I will go through fire and water for you, and I will never give up."