Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 300
She doesn't want to let go, as long as she knows how much she loves Lian Liusuo, her choice remains the same, if the Immortal Realm wants to hold Mo's primordial spirit, well, her only condition is to let Lian Liusuo kill her personally, She wants to make him regret and live with the choices he made for the rest of his life.

At that time, she already had his child in her womb.

How could he kill her with his own hands? All he did was to keep her. It was also he who imprisoned her in the bottom of the blue sea and destroyed her last glimmer of hope for him.

After the camera passes through a long and dark dark hole, it ingeniously reveals a unique charm. This place is obviously different from those dark and damp corridors, and what is presented in front of his vision is no longer darkness.

The breeze sweeps the sky and the flowing clouds are free and easy. Peach blossoms are flying down one after another in front of my eyes, like an endless rain of peach blossoms that never stops. Falling petals are colorful, petals spread all over the shoes, and the light skirt sweeps the floor to lift up pieces of peach blossoms, which disappear like smoke in an instant.

This peach blossom forest is surrounded by a layer of peach-red clouds, which seem real and unreal, magnificent and unusual. Peach blossoms bloom all over the entire flower depression, surrounded by cloud-like flower cups and spread in front of a small wooden house. In this peach blossom depression, there is a The small wooden house looks like a paradise. Since a person appeared on the bottom of the blue sea, it has been built into a peach blossom.

The picture is pushed up, and at the end of the road is the small wooden house. He stretched out his hand and pushed open the two carved sandalwood incense doors. The small wooden house was neatly furnished, but he didn’t see anyone. A sad and desolate artistic conception of "the human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze!"

In the peach blossom forest outside the cabin, there seems to be a woman in purple clothes standing, her abdomen is slightly bulging, one hand is gently supporting her stomach through the cotton clothes, looking at the brilliant peach blossoms from afar Lin, a smile that seemed to have a holy light appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't be afraid, baby, mother is here with you..."

It seemed that the child in her belly understood her words, and the woman's gentle face was filled with a smile again.

Xuan Qing's eyes widened suddenly, she actually had their child, why was she so cruel in her previous life, and bound her to this dark and sunless bottom of the floating sea.

A cold breath quickly filled his heart.

"enough."

he yelled loudly.

She smiled, and waved away the water screen with her hands.

"do you understand?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, she continued: "This is the fate between you and me. I have fallen in love with you without hesitation in two lifetimes. I have never regretted it. Why should we torture each other now?"

Her throat felt as if it had been burnt, and Xuanqing's hoarse voice could not be dispelled in the night: "Then should I call you Liu Zimeng or Liu Wuqing now? I thought the person you loved was always me, but I don't know that I am just the shadow of the person you love, you say that I have failed you in this life, but you ever really loved me?"

sincere?Liu Zimeng suddenly laughed, she probably had this thing in the beginning, but the swords and swords later tore those most beautiful things into pieces, leaving only endless deception and betrayal.

She knows that she loves him, whether he is Lianliushuo in the previous life or Xuanqing in this life, she has always loved him without hesitation, regardless of the consequences, maybe this is the persevering demon in her blood, She was supposed to be stable in this life, but she still fell in love with him.

She knows.

He loves her, but also loves the common people.

……

She loves him, but doesn't want him to make another choice.

……

She looked at his face quietly, as if she wanted to melt this last time into her memory.

She said: "Xuanqing, I will give you back a prosperous life, which is as you wish."

……

She said: "Xuanqing, in this life, can we let each other go?"

He closed his eyes quietly, as if he couldn't feel pain at all, without any expression or sound.

It was more heart-wrenching than the 32 soul-eating thunders he took for her that day. He attached his wide cuff with one hand, and he could clearly feel the existence of those scars, one after another, very horrifying.

He loves her, such a vigorous woman, why doesn't he love her?

He closed his eyes tightly, with a hoarse voice, looked at her and said in a low voice, "I will give you whatever you want, even if you are reluctant to let it go, I will give it to you," he murmured in a dark voice, "Because you are my whole life..."

It's just that Liu Zimeng didn't hear his words.

If this is what she wanted, then he gave her the final fulfillment.

Liu Zimeng returned to Qianzi Hall, the hall was still brightly illuminated by red candles, singing and dancing at night, surrounded by tea smoke, a scene of singing and dancing, a few enchanting dancers in the hall were very happy, Among them are some graceful women, with clean faces and white shirts, black silk dyed in ink, and elegant colored fans, like fairies and spirits, as if walking from a dreamland like elves.A round of spring moon in the sky opened the palace mirror, and the woman under the moon sometimes raised her wrists and lowered her eyebrows, and sometimes lightly stretched her hands, holding a fan in her hands, like a brush wandering about a dragon painting a picture, with the wind blowing on her jade sleeves, elegant and vigorous.The sound of music is clear to the ears, and the folding fan in the hand is like a wonderful brush like a silk string, turning, swinging, opening, closing, twisting, rounding, and bending, flowing water and clouds are like dragons and phoenixes.

There was applause from the audience, everyone was intoxicated, and it seemed that no one noticed that he was leaving.

It's just that the groom Guan Yunting, who was supposed to entertain the crowd and drink, disappeared.

She avoided the crowd and returned to the apse palace, and the moment she pushed open the heavy carved vermilion lacquer door, she heard the Nine-Tailed Fox exclaim: "My ancestor, you have come back, if you don't show up, the world will soon be gone!" It's a mess."

At this moment, the Nine-Tailed Fox was like a fox whose tail had been stepped on, and rushed towards her in one swift motion.

"Where's Yun Ting?" Liu Zimeng pushed away the Nine-Tailed Fox blocking her with one hand, while grabbing the dress on the bed and quickly changing it on.

At a wedding banquet, the bride ran away first, and then the groom ran away. If it hadn't been laughed at by the sixth session for 80 years, it would be a joke.

"Master Mozun, he..."

Standing behind Liu Zimeng, Nine-Tailed Fox was at a loss.

She turned her head and narrowed her eyes meaningfully, "Don't tell me that you messed up what I entrusted to you?"

Nine-tailed fox hurriedly waved his hands, "My lord, don't wrong me, I have a conscience for my lord..."

"Speak the key."

The nine-tailed fox hurriedly swallowed back all the crying words under its tongue, tsk tsk tsk said: "Only the minister knows about the master's going out, and none of the ministers has a ward, just telling Lord Mozun that the little master is healthy. Suddenly I feel unwell, the master is taking care of the little master, the Lord Mozun wants to come and see but he is too busy with entertainment..."

"and then?"

"Then, then, I came back here and waited for the king. The news came that Lord Mozun received a letter shortly after the king left. When I rushed over, Lord Mozun had disappeared. "

"Where is Yunting now?"

"Well, I don't know either." Nine-Tailed Fox spread his hands and said.

If something important hadn't happened, Yun Ting would definitely not leave this place alone.

"Who sent the letter?"

"It is said that she is a woman in red, and she still looks charming when she looks at something."

Liu Zimeng nodded, thinking of someone.

Over the past few hundred years, I thought that she had already turned into a piece of loess, but I didn't expect that she still remembered her, which is very good, and it is very good to have the thoughts of an old friend.

"I see. Before I come back, I will tell you here."

Nine-Tailed Fox felt aggrieved, but he didn't dare to speak, so he could only stand aside and echo.

Watching the moment Liu Zimeng stepped out of the palace gate, the nine-tailed fox looked up to the sky and sighed, who did he offend tonight? The momentum moved towards the main hall...,

In the dark night, everything was silent, only a few lights in the distance were still shining from time to time, Liu Zimeng looked around impatiently, it was at this place that she saw the last face of that person.

Where it ends is where it begins.

Wherever her eyes went, she saw a girl in red squatting on a tree dangling her feet while knocking on the melon seeds. The melon seeds flew down to her feet like white waste paper. Looking at the source of the melon seeds, I saw a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, looking at me.

"I haven't seen you for hundreds of years. You look exactly the same as the person I hate in my memory..." The person jumped from the tree and turned over, a familiar face magnified in front of her eyes.

The girl eating melon seeds on the tree is Lian Caiying who disappeared a hundred years ago.

Liu Zimeng smiled patiently, and said bluntly: "You are much older."

The Lian Caiying in front of her does not look like the person in her memory, with a pink rose-scented tight-fitting gown sleeve top, a green smoked gauze loose flower skirt, and a big bow tied with gold silk soft smoke around her waist The jasper-chan phoenix hairpin is inserted obliquely into the sideburns, showing a slender figure that is alluring and seductive.

The yellow Bixialuo embroidered with peony flowers, the pink smoked gauze skirt that drags the floor, the hand-held Qiluocui tulle, and a peony flower slanted in the wind bun and misty temples. Chun Nong dyed the taste of spring smoke.

(End of this chapter)