Great Thousand Robbers

White bed and white clothes, her face became even paler, she sat cross-legged quietly, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if she was enduring great pain.

A long time ago, Gu Que didn't know how long ago, Tianji was still Bingluo at that time, and they were still husband and wife at that time.

They are in the Goddess Palace, in the Qianshan Ice Forest, and beside the plum blossoms.

In memory, it seemed that she had never frowned.

Gu Que remembers very clearly that at that time Bing Luo always had a faint smile on her face, which was not obvious, but could be seen through her crystal eyes.

Her mood didn't change much, she just smiled lightly when she saw something she liked very much, and she just remained expressionless when encountering sad things.

No frown, no sigh.

Only in the end, when she was kicked out of Goddess Palace, when she was about to die, she shed tears and said a lot.

"The Goddess Palace treats me like a mother treats a daughter. She has endured hardships and raised me to grow up. However, there is no way to have both in this world. If you don't lose you, you will lose her. I only sigh that I have a short life, and I can't do my wife's virtue in front of you." , and can’t fulfill the filial piety of children for the Goddess Palace.”

"Hold your knife quickly. From now on... I won't be here anymore, you can only use it to protect yourself. A swordsman, the knife is there, and the knife cuts people to death."

"I really can't hold on any longer. The black and white double rings are the treasures inherited from the Goddess Palace. There are many secrets in them that you don't know. They can protect you at critical times."

"Will you forget me? You look at the Weeping Blood Knife every day, and touch the black and white double rings every day, so you won't forget me."

Gu Que remembered every word of these words clearly, and he always repeated them in his heart, tirelessly, only sad.

He knew that when Bing Luo left at the end, he was very reluctant to part with him.

It's just that this kind of reluctance cannot be expressed in words, and how profound it is cannot be described in words.

But now the swordsman is still alive, but the sword is gone.

The Weeping Blood Knife and the Black and White Double Rings are gone, and I haven't touched them for many years, but why can't I forget them?

Maybe something has been engraved into the soul, and it can never be erased.

It is said that the son of misfortune is envied by heaven, has a rough life, and most of them die young.Is it because I was born with such strong perseverance and blood that I can persevere until today?In fact, it is not. If a person wants to live and overcome something, he must have motivation.

Perhaps my motivation comes from not being able to forget.

It's not that I want to prove how strong and outstanding I am, but I just want to get back what once belonged to me, the most cherished thing.

Gu Que suddenly thought of "The Book of Life and Death of the Heavens", could he now use the combination of "Book of Life and Death of the Heavens" and "The Sutra of Resurrection" to turn Tianji into the former Bingluo?

This is obviously not possible, because he is already not satisfied.

He is more greedy now than before, and what he wants is not immediate and short-term happiness, but eternity.

What is eternity?

He doesn't know, but it has to be done.

He has been looking at Tianji, that face has not changed at all except for the expression, especially after closing his eyes now.

After all, Tianji's eyes are different from Bing Luo's. Her eyes are too sharp, full of aggression and threat, making it difficult for people to look directly at them.

But after thinking about it, how indifferent and heartless Tianji was when she was just resurrected.

Now, in fact, he has changed a lot.

Perhaps because of prejudice, I have not noticed it until I arrived in the Asura Realm more than 20 years ago. After Yeli and Maggie pointed out, I gradually realized this change, and realized the importance and difficulties of being a Tianji.

In the past and the present, the world of mortals, life is always as absurd and strange as a drama, but fortunately, everything is not too late.

Isn't the most important realization for a person to learn to cherish?

"Look at you, where has all your usual prestige gone? Why are you so weak now?"

Gu Que couldn't help shaking her head, and slowly sat on the head of the bed, observing her from the closest distance.

It's been a long time, it seems that after she was revived in Hanging Six Islands, she has never been in such close contact with her.

At this moment, she is still the same as before, exuding a faint fragrance, slightly cold, but refreshing.

She knew her body well, she was white all over, without a single mole or spot, it was as if formed by autumn water, so perfect.

"Don't you pretend to be calm? Are you emphasizing the importance of reason at all times? Why are you so conceited and go head-to-head with the Endless Holy Mountain? You are hurt now."

Gu Que made a soft sound, lifted the long hair between her eyebrows, and slowly pinned it behind her ears.

"One person fought alone in the realm of the four heavens and was defeated, and then defeated the Haotian Zhongmiao. You are quite majestic, but without your protection, the God and Demon Continent was almost swallowed by the Asura Realm."

"Every moment is a catastrophe for the destruction of the world. I understand more and more why you chose to be Tianji instead of Bingluo."

Gu Que slowly closed her eyes, and said softly: "But how can I wake you up? Zhan Samsara said that your soul is almost healed, but I don't know the reason why you can't wake up. Let me take a look. What is fettering your soul?"

As Gu Que spoke, a white light flickered above his head. The "Book of Life and Death of the Heavens" appeared, and as he slowly flipped the paper, inexplicable rules poured out, as if disrupting the internal laws and order of the warship.

Gu Que said: "I don't know anything about you, but I know you have the ability to send me into her sea of ​​consciousness, come on."

The voice fell, and white light suddenly surged out from the "Book of Life and Death of the Heavens", enveloping Gu Que, and a soft force immediately transported Gu Que's soul out, as if breaking through a space, and rushed into it immediately. In the darkness.

Gu Que understood that this was Tianji's sea of ​​consciousness, but she was sleeping now, so there was nothing but nothingness.

But every life, in the sea of ​​spiritual knowledge, has the reflection of experience.

It is inevitable that some of the most profound things will appear subconsciously and form a picture in the sea of ​​consciousness.

So for Tianji, what is the most profound thing?

Ancient sky collapsed?Or seal the snow mountain one hundred thousand?Or is it the time of resurrection?Or was it some earth-shattering battle?

After all, she has experienced too much, and no one knows how vigorous her most profound thing is.

Gu Que was very curious, and tried to walk forward, walked through the endless darkness, and did not know how long it had passed before finally seeing a glimmer of light.

It's white light, with sporadic reddish tints.

what is it then?

Gu Que strode closer and finally saw the scene ahead clearly.

He stood there, stunned, and swallowed, but his eyes couldn't help being a little moist.

"These flowers are so strong. In such a harsh environment and such a cold wind, they bloom so brightly."

This voice is so familiar, including the tone of voice.

Gu Que saw the ice forest of Qianshan Mountain and the plum blossoms blooming on the cliff.

There, there were two people standing holding hands.

One is a slender woman and the other is a thin but straight man.

Gu Que looked at it for a long time, and didn't know what to think of, so she hurriedly ran forward, and ran past this scene, as if she had entered another world.

It was a blue world with dim lights, and another man was sitting there with his head down, like a child who made a mistake.

Bing Luo knocked on the door, finally got up the courage to go in, and said softly: "You, why did you treat me like that in the afternoon?"

The man didn't speak, and didn't even dare to speak.

Bing Luo spoke again, her eyes sparkled, and she said: "I know, I've read a lot of books, kisses can only be between husband and wife. But aren't we married yet?"

"I thought you'd at least say something."

Bing Luo's voice didn't complain, but had a hint of anticipation, so the man beside the bed suddenly stood up.

There were bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and it seemed like a raging fire was burning.

"I can't express my love for you in words, I..."

He didn't go on, perhaps because he was young and lacked courage and responsibility.

But Bing Luo smiled very sweetly.

Gu Que was walking down, striding forward.

He saw men and women lingering again and again, saw two people embracing each other, and saw plum blossoms in full bloom.

He saw many things, all of which were the most familiar memories.

Before I knew it, he was already in tears.

The last scene is the farewell at the foot of Zhuling Mountain. The night is very windy, the sky is freezing, and the snow is falling.

It was still cold in the burrow, but the faint light of the red candle slightly illuminated the night.

There was a woman in a wedding dress, who was looking at a young man, and then bowed deeply.

The easiest way to worship and get married, at the end of life, one person sheds blood while the other sheds tears.

Then they hugged each other tightly, and then one of them confided and the other cried bitterly.

One person's soul is gone, and the other is forever silent.

And finally a face, a tearful but loving face.

It was my own face.

It was the last picture Bing Luo saw.

There is no earth-shattering battle, no epic rescue, no blood-boiling, no vigor.

Gu Que always thought that what Tianji could remember was probably those thrilling battles that could affect the entire human race or the world.

But he saw that the deepest thing in Tianji's soul is the time with himself.

From strangeness to familiarity, from acquaintance to love, from lingering to farewell.

Sadness has been buried deep in my heart for countless years, and Gu Que has learned to hide it instead of digging it out.

It's just that when he saw it now, he burst into tears, he couldn't think of all this.

What a relief, what an honor.

What pain, and what happiness.

He was paralyzed in the empty space, and he saw the dawn light in the distance.

So many years of fighting, bloodbath, fighting, wandering between life and death, all the forbearance, outburst, sadness, and anger.

All emotions are written in these 80 years of time.

Like, totally for this moment!

Gu Que lay down, he seemed to get endless satisfaction.

He suddenly felt that the world is so beautiful and the future is so exciting.

There was light in his eyes, the dawn of hope.

His tone was light but extremely firm: "I believe, Bing Luo, you will come back eventually."