"Master, you are here." Suddenly, a very delicate voice sounded in this dark room.
Yun Wu followed the voice and couldn't help being taken aback.
It was a very young girl, about seven or eight years old, all in color, with big round eyes looking at the two people who came in from the stone gate.
If it weren't for what she just said, Yun Wu would have never imagined that the little girl in front of her would be the so-called heavenly book.
However, this astonishment Yun Wu quickly subsided.
After all, she is used to restrained emotions.
"Is she the Heavenly Book?" Yun Wu turned to look at Jiuyou beside her and asked.
Jiuyou nodded, and slowly walked up to the little girl with a gentle smile, stroking her hair lovingly with her long and slender hands, "She is the heavenly book, the inheritance of the guardian envoys of all ages."
"She seems to be a person." Yun Wu didn't feel a special aura from her, it felt completely personal.
Jiuyou did not answer this question.
Instead, the little girl raised her mouth and smiled, her skin seemed to be able to pinch water, her smile was so innocent and cute, "I am a real person."
What
Yun Wu raised her eyebrows in surprise, a real person
"But I'm also a bible." The little girl added.
Yun Wu was speechless.
Jiuyou seemed helpless towards the little girl's little fun, rubbed her head, and then walked towards a big mirror in the room.
Yun Wu followed behind.
And the little girl seemed a little dissatisfied, "Master, can't you let me play for a while? It's really boring."
But she obediently followed behind Jiuyou.
When she walked to the mirror, Yun Wu finally understood the function of those mirrors.
I saw that in the mirror, the little girl standing next to Jiuyou was floating in the air with a book with very ancient totem characters.
"That's her real body?" Yun Wu raised her eyebrows.
"Yes, the body of the Heavenly Book." Jiuyou nodded.
"Then what are you telling me now? Are you really just showing me? Is there no other purpose?"
If her daughter is to be used as a condition, that is not negotiable.
Jiuyou seemed to understand what she was thinking, and said with a light smile; "Don't worry, Jiuyou is a member of the Wu clan, and the Wu clan will only obey the destiny, and will not force others to inherit my position."
Hearing this, Yun Wu couldn't help frowning.
In fact, if she had the choice, she really didn't want to be a member of the Wu tribe, it was too much for the so-called destiny to exist.
"In this case, then according to what I said last time, I want to read the so-called situation about my daughter in the heavenly book."
Now that it's all here, Yun Wu won't be polite.
Jiuyou turned his head and gave the little girl beside him a look, "Do as she says."
After finishing speaking, he didn't stay in the room anymore, turned around and walked outside.
It wasn't until after Jiuyou left that the little girl turned her head to look at Yun Wu, and her voice became serious; "Do you want to see how your children are doing?"
"Yes!"
"I'm not the owner of the Heavenly Book. If I want to read the Heavenly Book, I need to pay a certain price."
"What price?"
"Blood! I want a few drops of your blood." The little girl was also straightforward.
"What do you need my blood for?" Yun Wu understood that this question seemed superfluous, but she couldn't help asking.
"The price!" The little girl only answered two words.
In the end, Yun Wu still gave it.
In any case, children are more important to her.
"Before you read it, you need to know one thing. Destiny is already arranged, and no one can change it. So, after entering, don't try to tamper with anything, otherwise, you will have to bear the consequences."
"kindness!"
After Yun Wu nodded, the little girl's figure disappeared in an instant, and turned into a book with the ancient totem characters in a blink of an eye.
The Book of Heaven is open!
A dazzling light instantly enveloped the entire house.
The glass-like light has a very soft radiance, but it also seems to have a trace of ruthless indifference.
The light lasted for a while before it faded away.
But after the light disappeared, Yun Wu was no longer in the room.
When the book was closed, the figure of the little girl transformed into a figure.
At the door, Jiuyou's tall figure slowly walked in, looking softly at the little girl with an uneasy complexion.
"Are you ok?"
"It's okay, but, next time, can the master stop asking me to do such a thankless thing? Knowing that her fate is going to perish, why do you want me to send her to the future? It consumes my spiritual power .”
The little girl was talking with a pout, her small body was sitting cross-legged.
Hearing the words, Jiuyou fell into silence for a while.
That's right, he only promised to show her the situation of her children, but just now he decided to send her into the future to see her whole destiny.
Why do you want to do this
In fact, Jiuyou also couldn't figure it out.
Perhaps, it was what she said not long ago!
guilt
These three words are so heavy to his whole life.
However, in her eyes, she couldn't see any trace of it at all.
Some envy, and at the same time some jealousy, and sympathy...
How long has that complicated emotion not appeared? Jiuyou himself doesn't remember either.
However, this time's decision, I hope he can see some different effects.
This life is too... boring!
"Master, I want to sleep." The little girl closed her eyes after finishing speaking.
Sitting cross-legged in mid-air quietly, very peaceful and gentle.
Jiuyou didn't leave, just looked up at her quietly.
Looking at her small face with her silhouette, a familiar pain inexplicably crossed the heart that was originally as silent as a pool of death.
The pain caused a crack to appear on his usually gentle handsome face.
However, that kind of crack was quickly covered up by a kind of coldness.
But those deep eyes are still deep, but there is still a trace of emotional fluctuation that shouldn't be there.
Hundreds of years!
I thought that after hundreds of years, the memory of her should have been almost wiped out.
But it turned out that under the polishing of the years, not only did the memory not fade away, but it became clearer and richer like wine.
It's just that he has been hiding it in the deepest part of his heart.
He is waiting, waiting for one day, who can help him break that layer of oppression and reveal the deepest gap.
…
Fairyland.
Under the great battle, the smell of blood filled the sky.
The blood flow of the dead and wounded almost disturbed this fairyland.
Long Qingxie had been watching with cold eyes all this time, with some kind of undercurrent brewing in his deep black eyes, holding his son in his arms, quietly observing such a huge battle.
Still close!