Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 270: This Love Can Be Treated as Memories 2
So fragrant, so fragrant...

Unfortunately, they can't go back...

No regrets, this is the last sentence she left for her.

Liu Zimeng watched Han Swift's body rippling light purple demonic energy, that was the power of the demon god she had given her, but now she can no longer use it, she sat quietly watching, holding her His corpse sat motionless inside the barrier, allowing Zi Zhong to smash the barrier with all his might.

She stretched out her hand to wipe off the blood at the corner of her mouth, and looked down at Han Swift, who had long since passed away, leaving only a pale and cold face, "Swift, if he was with you, would you be happy on the road to Huangquan?"

With a wave of the water sleeve, the half-foot-thick barrier shattered. Zi Zhong stood there with a hostile face, staring blankly at Han Swift in her arms who had died for a long time. The sword slowly slipped from his palm and fell Down……

He knew that her death took away all of him, and a part of his heart collapsed.

He loves her, and he knew it from the first time he saw her. At that time, she was panicking like a deer, timidly hiding behind Liu Wuqing, looking at him from a corner behind her.

At that time, he led a group of disciples to practice swords. After seeing this scene, the sword in his hand, which was always moving like clouds and flowing water, was swayed by two inches. Later, she worshiped him as a teacher. Holding her hand, teaching her little by little, sometimes she would smile sweetly in front of him, laughing at him for acting so old at a young age. At that time, he didn't know what love was, but he knew that he wanted to protect By her side, that's enough. They had a very happy and happy life. He is not a smart person, but he never deceives himself. He knows that he loves her, but this love has always been helpless. Open your mouth.

In the days that followed, he could only watch her kill the Six Realms and become a fearsome demon king. She had something to protect, and he also had something to protect, but he was protecting her. He looked at those people one by one... One by one fell under her sword, he didn't know if the kind and even timid girl in the past was still the person in front of him.

He couldn't let her go on like this, and the only thing that could stop her was to kill her with his own hands.

When he pierced the Bingcang sword into her body, she didn't struggle at all, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she said: "Zi Zhong, thank you for helping me, I have killed too much in this life, and I am doomed to escape. I am very happy to be able to die in your hands, if there is nothing to repay in this life, then a whole world will be returned."

This was the first time she called his name, but it was also the last time.

It turned out that he would cry too. It turned out that it wasn't true that a man would not flick his tears easily. His tears dripped down on her face and her hands.

"Liu Zimeng, you were the one who killed her." There was deep hatred in the tears all over his face.

"Yes, I killed her, but you killed her with your own hands." She didn't look at Zi Zhong, but slowly brushed Han Swift's already icy eyebrows with her cold fingertips, and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice. Said: "Don't you love her?"

He stepped back, looking at his hands tremblingly, "I killed her, I killed her, and I killed her. I killed the person I love the most with my own hands."

Without giving him a chance to respond, she slowly got up and approached him little by little, "Zi Zhong, don't you love her?"

The sword in her hand pierced his heart every inch, "Then, can you go and accompany her?"

The blood flowed out continuously along Zizhong's chest, flowed on her hands, and turned into a puddle on the ground, adding a trace of warmth to the long-cold hands that had no warmth.

Swift, let the man you love accompany you, this is the last thing my sister can do for you.

He looked down at his wound that was bleeding continuously, but the pain there was less than one ten-thousandth of the sword he stabbed at her. Only after death can they be together again. In this life, they are destined to have nothing to do, so let her fall in love with him earlier in the next life.

"Swift, wait for me."

On the way to Huangquan, if I accompany you, will you still be lonely?

Night is coming, and what comes with it is overwhelming loneliness. A ray of red flame clustered on Liu Zimeng's fingertips, and lit the candle lamp closest to her. She took off her robe and lay flat on the bed, Let the soft candlelight flow on her face, only this light is the most real, proving that she is still alive in this world, and only this light is the warmest, warming her long-cold heart .

"Mother, why did Sister Yuyan disappear when you came back?" Duobao lay beside her, looking up at her innocent childlike face, and asked. The only relative she has now is Duobao. Lose him again.

"Because, she..." The pain in her heart was like a poisonous snake gnawing at her, devouring the last hope in her heart little by little. She didn't know how to open her mouth like Duobao to say that Swift was dead, No longer able to play with him, laugh with him, or make trouble with him, she stretched out her hand to cover her long hair like water and oil, "Your sister Swift went to a very far away place, so..."

"Is it because she died?"

She was startled.

Duobao raised her head to look at the gloomy glazed gauze lantern, but her eyes were filled with an expression she had never seen before, "100 years ago, when my mother was no longer with Duobao, they were all dancers." Abandoning Xiantai died, but sister Yuyan said that mother went to a far away place, and mother would not want Duobao, but at that time Duobao found that sister Yuyan was crying secretly behind everyone's back, "Duobao's words were like It was a sharp knife piercing straight into her heart, she bit her white lips, hugged Duobao tightly and said: "Mother will take care of Duobao by her side."

"Mother, will each of us die?"

"No, no." She suddenly hugged Duobao tightly, and a bone-chilling chill hit her heart. God has taken away too much from her. She can't imagine whether she can live without Duobao, "Mother I won't let anyone hurt Duobao."

The night was so cold, just like the snowy night 600 years ago. Her body and mind were so painful. That night was a nightmare she would never forget in this life.

After that night, she could never be a mother again.

Liu Zimeng was feeding Duobao a bowl of porridge. Since Swift left, she returned to the Qianzi Palace, and she took care of all of Duobao's basic necessities and daily necessities. Pushing aside a piece of bead curtain, the bead curtain fell completely, she looked up and saw Yun Ting in black black suit standing in front of the palace gate.

She signaled Yun Ting to sit down and accompany her mother and daughter to have dinner together. She hadn't seen Yun Ting for a long time, her smooth face like white jade was slightly thinner, but she was in good spirits.

She served him a bowl of fish soup and handed them a pair of chopsticks.

Yun Ting took the chopsticks from her hand and said, "I sealed their souls on a silk tree. What happens in the future depends on their fate."

She listened carefully but didn't speak. Yun Ting said they were Han Swift and Zi Zhong. Although she hated Zi Chong, she couldn't help them. All she had to do was to keep her lingering soul and give it to Yun Ting together with Zizhong's primordial spirit. She only hoped that they could be an ordinary couple in the next life and get rid of the turmoil in this world.

After Duobao finished eating a bowl of porridge, Liu Zimeng added another bowl of fish soup for him. Duobao frowned and yelled that he couldn't take it anymore, and pushed the fish soup back to her intact. , but today the fish soup is made from Ganoderma lucidum grass from the Polar Antarctic Fairy, which is specially made for Duobao's body. She was thinking about how to speak when Yun Ting pushed the fish soup back in front of Duobao, "It's a pity Well, your mother and I were just planning to take you to the mortal world after you finished eating this bowl of fish soup, and now you don’t want to eat that night’s fish soup anyway, so we don’t have to go.” Said Let's take advantage of the opportunity to get the bowl of fish soup in front of Duobao.

Duobao held the fish soup in front of him, and flashed two big eyes like poached eggs: "Well, Uncle Yunting, after Duobao drinks this, can we really go to the mortal world to play?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask your mother." Yun Ting put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Liu Zimeng.

This is a good way to coax Duobao to drink fish soup. Ever since Swift left, the Qianzi Palace has been very dull. Now she is busy with some palace affairs every day, and Duobao has suddenly lost a lot of words It's a good choice to go to the mortal world to relax like this, but Yun Ting's temperament has never liked many people, so he probably won't go with them.

"Yes, as long as Duobao obediently drinks this bowl of fish soup, mother will take Duobao to the mortal world for a few days."

Duobao turned his head to Yunting again, "Then won't Uncle Yunting go with us?"

"Well, your Uncle Yunting..."

"I'll go." Yun Ting interrupted what she hadn't finished speaking. She raised her head and looked at Yun Ting in doubt. Logically speaking, Yun Ting usually likes to be alone, but she has never heard that he has ever gone What a lively place.

He seemed to see what she was thinking, and reached out to add a few small dishes to Duobao and her bowls, explaining: "I've been alone for a long time, and I want to see the hustle and bustle of the world."

Liu Zimeng held Duobao in one hand, and followed Yun Ting's steps out of the Qianzi Hall. The sunlight outside the hall was very abundant. Although their current cultivation base can travel directly between two different time and space, Duobao clamored to see She had no choice but to readily agree to the white clouds in the sky and the green water in the world. Yunting summoned an auspicious cloud, and she led Duobao to sit on a white cloud with Shi Shiranteng.

(End of this chapter)