Restricted area grave keeper

Chapter 126 The Birth of the S-Class Taboo Sequence
With the disappearance of the white light, everything on Hidden Beast Mountain seemed to be over.

Yang Xiaowan couldn't believe her eyes.

She only saw Bai Mo say a few words, then took a few steps forward, and then that mighty god disappeared.

Yes, gone.

She had thought that there would be a terrifying battle, but who knew that the so-called gods were so fragile, the feeling was too ethereal, and it actually gave her a feeling like a dream.

She even wondered if she would still be in the fate woven by the gods.

The moment she jumped for joy, everything would return to the cold reality, and the god would wantonly mock her, making her see the cruel scene she least wanted to see.

Thinking of this, her heart was a little heavy, and she walked behind Bai Mo step by step, and made a sound.

"Husband?"

"roll."

"Husband..."

"roll."

That's right, that's the taste!
Instead of being surprised, the bride was overjoyed, and said in her heart that this was because her husband hadn't run away, and he really defeated the gods!
So he ran over in a hurry, but was engulfed by the raging black shadow and blocked out.

A moment later, Bai Mo's indifferent voice came from outside the shadow: "You know me?"

"Of course I do. Don't you know my husband?"

"I don't know." The other party's tone was cold.

Yang Xiaowan was taken aback for a moment, then said bitterly: "I understand, is your husband angry because my family hurt you just now?"

She knew that the reason why the other party was covered in blood and was seriously injured several times to the point of dying was entirely thanks to herself.

If it weren't for her lack of will and being manipulated by the gods, the other party wouldn't be hurt like this.

"Unable to understand, interesting..."

Bai Mo didn't answer Yang Xiaowan's words, but whispered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the next second, Yang Xiaowan only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and the black shadows all over the sky suddenly disappeared, and Bai Mo was standing in front of her, looking at her, covered in blood and pale.

"Husband, are you injured, is it serious?" she asked anxiously.

Bai Mo looked at her coldly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Don't you think so?"

Yang Xiaowan was stunned, feeling very guilty, and suddenly felt that this was pretty good, but the other party would still choke her, and she seemed to have a little more humanity...

But she was still worried, and asked again: "Husband, you..."

"I told you not to call me husband."

Bai Mo interrupted her expressionlessly, and asked, "When did you see me?"

"My family committed suicide on my birthday. Before I died, I saw my husband. You asked my family to wait, and told my family that you would kill that damned god and pierce that so-called fate."

Speaking of this, Yang Xiaowan felt a strange feeling inexplicably in her heart. She once thought that her destiny was hard to break, and she almost accepted her own destiny. her fate line.

Bai Mo looked at her, seemed to be lost in some kind of contemplation, and asked suspiciously after a while: "I would say such a stupid thing?"

Yang Xiaowan froze for a moment, but before she could speak, Bai Mo spoke again, his tone seemed to be much softer.

"Thanks a lot."

Rarely, there was a bit of warmth, and the tone seemed to bring her back to the day she died——

The world was devastated, and the world was dark. When her heart died, the man walked up to her and told her that she could choose her own destiny.

She didn't know why her husband said "Thank you for your hard work" to herself, but she still felt warm all over her body, and even that dead heart seemed to start beating.

She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it for a while, and at this moment, Bai Mo in front of her suddenly trembled and almost fell to the ground.

"Husband!" She hurriedly stepped forward to support Bai Mo.

"roll."

Bai Mo wanted to push her away, but found that the woman hugged her so tightly that she couldn't push her away for a while.

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Xiaowan worried.

"I've consumed a lot this time, and it's estimated that I won't be able to use my strength for a long time."

Bai Mo's tone was weak, and he glanced at the dark blue blood-striped barrier in the sky, "The restriction is about to disappear, I have to go back as soon as possible."

"Where are you going?"

"in the dark."

The shadow beneath him squirmed.

For some reason, Bai Mo didn't seem to have any defense against this woman anymore, even though she had hurt herself many times.

Yang Xiaowan is not a fool, she realized from Bai Mo's words that the change in the other's temperament before and after was not accidental, it might be the secret of the other party.

She didn't ask any more questions, but said firmly: "Don't be afraid, my husband, the slave family will protect my husband."

"Thank goodness you don't chop me up again."

"..."

Bai Mo thought for a while and asked, "You want to follow me?"

"Ah."

"That won't work."

"why?"

"It's inconvenient, and you can't leave the restricted area."

"Husband has a solution, right?" Yang Xiaowan said nervously.

Bai Mo was silent for a long time, as if he was making some kind of balance: "Did I give you two candles?"

"Yes, my husband asked the servants to find people they like according to their own preferences, and kill those who don't like them."

Bai Mo remained expressionless, and said calmly: "You are not a living person now, you can stay in the two candles that blend together, and then you can leave the restricted area."

"Don't rush to agree, this candle is easy to get in and hard to get out. Simply put, you will lose your freedom."

Yang Xiaowan thought for a while: "If you follow your husband, I won't be afraid."

She didn't think about whether this was Bai Mo's purpose of letting herself wait until today, nor did she wonder if she would jump from one woven web of fate into another.

She only knew that the other party had fulfilled her promise and rewritten her destiny.

"yes."

Bai Mo sighed imperceptibly, then looked up at the dark sky.

Just now, there seemed to be a petite figure flashing past there.

The sky was pitch black, and the cloud seemed to have just dissipated, and it was unknown when it would gather again. Obviously, this was not a good weather that one would like to see.

"The weather is so nice..."

He looked at the sky for a long time, murmured in a low voice, and slowly closed his eyes.

At the same time, in an imperceptible corner, the red-eyed girl named Mu took another look at the corner where Bai Mo was, and then flew towards a certain direction in silence.

……

When Bai Mo woke up, he only felt that he was in a mass of ice-cold softness.

He opened his eyes, seeing a bright red color in front of his eyes, and a faint fragrance at the tip of his nose.

This touch...

He froze for a moment, and jumped up like a spring, but the unstoppable pain all over his body made him almost fall back into the bosom of the person in front of him.

"Husband, you are awake."

The bride wearing a red hijab said softly.

Bai Mo didn't answer, he looked at the familiar environment around him, and then at his almost naked and bloody upper body, and asked in a daze, "What's going on?"

He lost consciousness for some reason, and when he woke up, he was already back in the wedding room... and he was still on the bed!
Yang Xiaowan smiled and said, "Husband forgot, we are getting married."

"What did you do to me?" Bai Mo looked at her vigilantly, for fear of finding out that some parts were somehow missing from his body.

Yang Xiaowan hid her entire face under the hijab and didn't make a sound.

Bai Mo checked himself and found that there was no wound on his body, but only blood. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then suddenly shivered——

"No, since the blood is not from me, where did it come from?"

He didn't dare to think about it, and thought that the script was getting more and more complicated, so he just planned to leave this place quickly.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiaowan grabbed him and said, "Where is my husband planning to go?"

"It's getting late, I have to go back quickly, I think it's almost time for you to play..." Bai Mo said with a headache.

It must have been dark for a long time.

He was about to leave, but he heard Yang Xiaowan sobbing behind him.

"Does your husband hate the slave family so much?"

Bai Mo felt a big headache, and quickly argued: "Don't, don't, don't hate it."

Yang Xiaowan covered her mouth and smiled lightly, for some reason, she always felt that her husband seemed cuter at this time, so she wanted to play tricks on him.

Seeing this woman crying and laughing, Bai Mo only lamented that the other party could control his emotions freely, he really is a good actor.

He was about to open the door to leave, but suddenly remembered how embarrassed he was now, and thought he had to put on some clothes before leaving.

So he looked around, as if by accident, he went straight to the wardrobe in the wedding room, and opened the wardrobe.

The next second, he was stunned.

Yang Xiaowan who was sitting on the marriage bed was also stunned.

There was only one piece of clothing in the corner of the closet, which seemed to fit him just right, and directly in front of him, there was a faint fire.

It turned out to be eighteen tiny candles, inserted on a small birthday cake, which seemed to have just been lit, jumping happily.

There was a sudden warmth in the air.

"Why is there such a thing here..."

Bai Mo was puzzled, but suddenly there were some strange pictures in his mind, which seemed to be the contents of the script.

Today was supposed to be Yang Xiaowan's birthday, and it was also the day she married the god, but due to various reasons, she finally died on this day.

It was a rather bleak past, like a bird in a cage, relatives and friends were useless.

He couldn't remember when he had read the script, but his mood suddenly became much heavier. At least as far as the script was concerned, the bride was not living happily.

She is lonely.

So, today should be the bride's birthday, so the cake should be prepared for her...

Thinking of this, Bai Mo brought out the cake and carefully placed it on the table.

Yang Xiaowan didn't move for a long time.

She just sat on the marriage bed for a long time and never opened the wardrobe, so she didn't know there was such a thing in it.

She has seen this thing before, isn't it exactly what she saw her husband holding in his hand when he left before he died?

He actually put things here... Is everything arranged?

"This is..." Yang Xiaowan asked in confusion, staring at the dancing candles in a daze.

It's quite a show, and the birthday cake pretends not to know...

Bai Mo smiled secretly in his heart, and explained: "This thing is called a birthday cake. Eighteen candles represent your age. Isn't today just your birthday?"

Yang Xiaowan was startled, now that the time has not come, it is almost the same as when she died, she said that it is her birthday, but is this a coincidence?
She looked at Bai Mo, the smiling face of the other party was flickering in the beating of candlelight, the smile was pure and sincere.

"Happy birthday, I wish you eighteen forever."

When she heard such a voice, she suddenly wanted to laugh.

Because Bai Mo was right, her life had indeed stopped at eighteen forever.

But for some reason, instead of being able to laugh, she couldn't stop the tears from falling from the corners of her eyes, and couldn't stop no matter what.

It's not that she has never had a birthday, even after the age of 12, every birthday is extravagant, and she has heard countless blessings.

But she knew very well that those were false, and she had hardly seen sincerity.

In her opinion, all delicacies from mountains and seas seem to be less sweet than the thing called cake in front of her.

All rhetoric is not as pleasant as the phrase "eighteen forever".

She didn't know why, and she couldn't describe her mood at the moment.

She just suddenly thought, how wonderful it would be if this wedding was real.

"Why are you still crying?" Bai Mo was dumbfounded, and thought to himself, could it be that the other party is too old to listen to forever eighteen?
Yang Xiaowan finally wiped away her tears and explained: "My family is just too happy."

Bai Mo couldn't figure it out, but something soft in his heart seemed to be touched, and he said with a smile: "Then make a wish, and blow out the candle first."

"Make a wish..."

Yang Xiaowan thought for a while, got up and walked to the table, uncovered a corner of her hijab, and lightly blew out the eighteen candles.

Bai Mo took a sneak peek, only seeing a snow-white round chin and a pair of blood-red lips, but nothing else.

"My husband can uncover it by himself if you want to see it. The slave family is waiting."

"No need, no need." Bai Mo sneered and asked, "What wish did you make?"

"You can't say that, or it won't work."

"Tch, don't say it if you don't say it, well, I really should go."

"and many more."

Yang Xiaowan suddenly stopped Bai Mo, took out a slightly golden red candle from her sleeve, and handed it to him.

"This is for your husband."

Bai Mo was stunned, and looked at the candle in his hand for a moment, only to see that there were milky white wicks on both ends of the candle, and the characters "life and death" were written opposite each other in the middle, coupled with some strange black patterns, which looked quite mysterious.

"There's a gift before the end of the script, really particular." Bai Mo smiled.

Yang Xiaowan also smiled: "Husband, please carry it with you."

"Okay." Bai Mo played with the candle, and suddenly asked, "By the way, are you still open here? I'll come to play again when I have time."

"No." Yang Xiaowan shook her head slightly.

"That's a pity."

Bai Mo smacked his lips, turned and left.

Yang Xiaowan looked at his back and let out a light breath.

If she had been hesitant about the possibility of losing her freedom by entering the candle, when she heard the words "Happy Birthday", it seemed that it didn't matter so much.

Even if all this was the other party's plan to let her enter the candle, she admitted it.

The door opened, and the red wedding dress moved with the wind. In the next second, her body disappeared, as if entering the candle with the wind.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered the wish she made a long time ago, maybe not too long ago, it was also that day——

"Just once, choose someone you like, and only allow him to take off his hijab, whether the other person likes you or not, even if he hates you, just follow him."

This is also the wish she just made, but there is an extra sentence behind it.

When the cold wind blew, Bai Mo who was standing at the door suddenly trembled. He seemed to feel something in his heart, and when he looked back, he found that the bride had disappeared.

He suddenly had a premonition that the two might meet again in the future.

Not far away, Lu Zhan, who had been eavesdropping outside the house for a long time, looked in disbelief, staring at the candle in Bai Mo's hand in a daze.

As the person in charge of the city, he is well-informed, and of course he can see how special this strange candle is——

He seems to... witnessed the birth of an S-rank taboo sequence.

(End of this chapter)