Dust and Ember Song

Chapter 88

She is sincere?
It turns out that I was a demon in the first half of my life, Luotang Mountain may not be my hometown...

Could it be the Begonia in the ten miles of Luoshui that I originally said, the flowers follow the flowing water, and the years and days lead to the end of the world.The feeling of intention is like what the old storyteller said, a glass of wine in the rivers and lakes, a lamp in the night rain for ten years, you can't catch what should have passed, and you can't see through what should have come, this is the world of mortals.

Travel the world with a sword, the world is so big, the mountains and rivers are far away, what is the reason for walking in it?

Jin'er... It's Xingjun who is calling him, it's time to wake up, this kind of dream is very bleak.

"Mr. Xing, the old dream is long, let's wait for the last sentence of the green mountain, is it a glass of wine for the rivers and lakes, and a lamp for ten years of night rain?"

He held Zhijin's hand, which was as cold as ice. He held his hand, and thousands of words were reeling in his throat, "Why did it take so long to memorize the words on the fan? It's unnecessary."

"Some things are too blurred to make people impressed... As you said, it's good to have a heart."

Si Xuan couldn't help thinking that a demon with a heart would have all the emotions and desires of a human being, but it would be difficult for him to get a good relationship, and he would die lonely in the end.And Zhijin is so unintentional, but the sincerity born of infatuated love is definitely even more tragic...

"Why did you come looking for me." She pretended to be indifferent.

"You are my person, if you are far away from me, how can I feel at ease..."

"So, you don't care about your honor, glory, and the rest of your chaotic life?" Her tears had already revealed the deep thoughts in her heart, which she thought was hidden.

"I've already regretted it once. I haven't agreed to your choice, and I never agree, so don't leave me..." He held her tightly in his arms.

Gentlemen, please listen, the past is innumerable, the stories scattered in the gaps in the world, but that's all, the old man is going to go on a long journey today, I hope you cherish it and wish you a long life.

The audience sighed, applauded goodbye, and thanked the gentleman for his years of storytelling.

He put away his folding fan, bowed his hands together, old man, although the story is finished, it is like the tea on this table, it can be refilled when it is cold.

What the young master said is that reincarnation is endless, and the story is endless, but the old man is tired and wants to go out for a walk to see the world.

In the eyes of the old man, what is the world?

The world is the past and present that you and I can't figure out. Mr. Storyteller drank his newly added hot tea.

You want something from me?The old man was suspicious when he saw him.

I want to find an old friend, but I know the ending between us, so I always feel uneasy.

Since it's something that hasn't happened yet, how can you know the ending? You can't find her.

Why?

Your innumerable hesitations are like the spring rain in March, charming eyes, the old man laughed, watching the pedestrians hurrying along the street, as if smelling the fragrance of Kuizhou's rouge and wine.

He doesn't have the power to protect her for the rest of her life, nor does he have the tenderness to keep her by his side forever. He doesn't even know what she looks like now, so how can he not hesitate...

The old gentleman spread his palms and said, I will give you a word, the so-called rivers and lakes, a glass of wine, a lamp for ten years of night rain.

Therefore, the dream is long and long, and when the green hills decay, the elegant words on the folding fan make him wake up like a dream.

"Xing Jun... I am a demon, you are a fairy..." She said that she had a heart, and after she fell in love, she pursued it repeatedly obsessively.

"Don't be afraid, Jin'er, don't be afraid, I will be with you life and death."

"You didn't do anything harmful to nature, maybe there is room for love." Si Xuan knew that monsters and gods often end badly, but she would rather believe what her master said, fate can be rewritten.

Life and death depend on each other, these words are so helpless, it is not a pity for her to die as a demon, but Xingjun is an immortal, one of the masters of the heavenly court, a nobleman in the heaven... She used to be ignorant, and always wanted to be by Xingjun's side, in order to get One heart, looking forward to the bright future, enduring the bitterness of love.

But Xingjun protects her and comforts her, saying that if you have a heart, you will no longer be a demon, and you can stay in the sky for a long time.

Heavenly Court Divine Might, how can it accommodate a monster with a heart...

"Are you going to take me back to the sky? Are you going to beg the God of Heaven to save my life, are you going to give up everything and take care of me?" She grabbed his sleeve, and then silently pushed him away.

He stood up and smiled wryly, "You don't want to bear the will of fate with me, do you?"

"You don't want to love me anymore and stay by my side, do you?"

"You have a secret and other intentions, so you are afraid, you don't believe that I can take care of you, right..."

He mourned unceasingly, the begonia jade pendant around his waist, if it weighed a thousand catties, it was so heavy that he was about to collapse on the ground.

"Yes, I'm afraid, you... are just the master of heaven, you can't do anything even if I'm exiled to the demon world, how can you bring me back to heaven safely, I don't want to suffer anymore..."

"...Okay...Okay...I..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly knelt down on the ground covering his heart, the glaring blood from the corner of his mouth dripped onto the beautifully patterned robe.

Zhijin eagerly called Xingjun's name, but he grabbed his wrist, "Don't leave me, okay..."

Si Xuan just found it inconceivable that Huode Xingjun, at least a celestial celestial monarch, had such deep internal injuries that it was hard to restrain.Immortal blood has a very strong immortal energy, and the South China Sea patrols must be able to sense it at this moment, and rush to the place of blood origin quickly.Because she had been in Yanluo Digong for a long time, she had the aura of the ghost world on her body, and she was also carrying manzhushahua.

"Zhi, the blood of the immortal will attract the South China Sea patrol, I can't stay long, let's take a step first."

With tears in her eyes, she nodded and said, "Go ahead, be careful."

The phantom was like smoke, and Si Xuan left in the fastest way, consuming a lot of immortal power.

"Follow me...back, okay?" His eyes were still full of deep and shallow starlight, which made people intoxicated.

She dared not answer, and hesitated.

"Mr. Xing, how could you be so seriously injured?" She was worried that he had many things to hide. Immortals are protected by immortal power, and if they were injured for no reason, it would be a major event that would damage the immortal veins.

He smiled lightly, making her feel as if it was a lifetime ago, as if the kiss was still on the lips, the sea of ​​flowers after the rain in the chest, the tenderness remained the same.

"Because of you...because of us..."

Sure enough, in an instant, the South China Sea patrol had arrived.

The guard wanted to go forward, but because of Kong Chen's wave of his hand, he had to retreat a few feet away.

"Mr. Xing, quickly let them take you back to South China Sea and call the medical officer for a consultation." Zhijin helped Kong Chen up, and felt his weakness, he was startled, and the pain was as painful as being whipped.

"Let's go back to heaven." He calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I have a way to go back to the past."

Back to the past... I can't go back, how dare I turn a blind eye to the vicissitudes of life...

Xingjun, I don’t want us. One day, when people remember us, they will sigh, what a tragedy, the fate of evil is so deep, and there is no place to die.

Even though she is not proficient at producing mana, she still remembers the spells in the past few years.Because Kong Chen was injured, he was no match for her palm strength, and because he would not hurt her.He was knocked down, half lying on the ground, berating the guards not to come forward.

After cutting her fingertips, she did not hesitate to crush the blood beads floating in the air. This was her secret and the deepest fear in her heart, but in order to say goodbye, she decided to tell him.

The blood beads shattered and merged into a strange fire barrier, and she was separated from Kong Chen by the red sky.

Traveling the world with a sword, someone from Xingjun asked me to find my previous life, but my previous life was you. I don’t want to search for anything, because as long as it’s not you, it’s meaningless.

"Mr. Xing, I'm sorry..." She looked at Kong Chen's panicked expression, and said gloomily, "I didn't promise to protect you, to be by your side... Please... Forget about me..."

A glass of wine in the rivers and lakes, and ten years of night rain, she also heard the old man's storytelling when she was in the mortal world, but she left before finishing listening.

After many years, she realized that there might be a second half of that perplexing words, so the dream was long, waiting for the green hills to decay.

But since it is a green hill, how can it decay?

(End of this chapter)