Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

At this moment.

When Ning Chuan said this.

The entire Qifu Inn was a deathly silence.

Everyone had a sore nose and was breathless like a heavy stone in their hearts.

Repression.

It’s so depressing.

Many Tianjiao before, although the story is also tortuous, there are also disasters.

But no Tianjiao made their noses sour and their hearts blocked like now.

[When a light shines into the darkness, then that light has sin. 】

But this light never leaves the darkness, and that is salvation. 】

[What is more terrifying than being in darkness for eternity is… I’ve seen the light. 】

Countless listeners repeatedly said to themselves what Ning Chuan said at the beginning of the story.

At first, they didn’t understand the meaning of this sentence.

But now, they understand.

“Ah Xiu also had light, it’s just……. She did not wait for the redemption of this light. ”

Some listeners sighed softly.

In Ah Xiu’s gray childhood, that boy once became Ah Xiu’s light in this world.

However, after this light brought her only a brief light, he withdrew and abandoned her again in the boundless darkness.

“Instead of that, this boy might as well not approach Ah Xiu !!! in the first place.”

“Yes, dragging Ah Xiu out of the bottom of the sea, but kicking her again and dragging her into the abyss, this is too cruel.”

“In this story, what actually touched me the most was the sentence that Ah Xiu’s mother said with a smile [Because Ah Xiu used to be the baby I held high above my head. 】”

“Mr. Ning just said, Ah Xiu covered her mother’s feet and said [Why can’t it be hot], I really burst into tears!”

A famous listener sighed one after another.

The sensual female monk almost burst into tears, and tears spilled out of the audience.

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“Ah Xiu girl, it’s so miserable!”

“Why, why did that teenager treat Ah Xiu like this! Leave and leave, let Ah Xiu have a good yearning! ”

“Why break the last beauty of Ah Xiu!”

Princess Huaizhu was already crying, and the table was full of paper balls that wiped her tears.

On her side, the maid Rouxue was no better, her eyes and nose were red.

She looked at Ah Xiu and couldn’t help but think of herself.

At that time, she was also born in a small town.

It’s just that she is luckier than Axiu.

Her parents were loving and had an innocent childhood.

After entering the palace, the princess Huaizhu she met also regarded her as a sister.

“The hemp rope is specially picked and broken, and bad luck only finds the bitter person.”

“God, how unfair.”

The maid Rouge Xue choked.

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A southwest corner of the inn.

The six-fingered piano demon whispered softly, and wept silently.

However, she noticed that the girl next to her with a red umbrella and strange behavior had a calm expression.

“Little sister, don’t you feel the slightest?” Wen Yuge asked in a low voice.

In her opinion, a girl of this age, listening to this story, should have the most resonance.

When she was on this girl’s face, she couldn’t see the slightest emotional fluctuation.

This kid is not calm like this age.

Hearing the question, the red umbrella girl raised her head and suddenly smiled: “It’s just a little wind and frost.” ”

Wen Yuge couldn’t help frowning when she heard this, and she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

This girl is too cold and cold-blooded.

It’s just a little bit of wind and frost. ’

This is completely standing and talking without back pain.

Things didn’t happen to you, don’t know the pain.

Shaking her head, Wen Yuge ignored the strange red umbrella girl and looked at Ning Chuan on the high platform.

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The inn is located by the window.

Nan Xiyue raised her head and looked at the red umbrella girl with complicated eyes.

In this gaze, there is sentimentality, pity, and relief.

Only the initial hostility is missing.

“So, you became world-weary later, is that why?” Nan Xiyue muttered.

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Kenzuka Kenko’s table.

“Woohoo! Crying me to death! Why don’t you let me meet this Ah Xiu, if I meet her, I will definitely give her a home! ”

“Woooo

Yan Qingfei said with a handful of tears on his nose.

Jianzuka Jianzi and Bai Xiaohang on the side looked at each other, and both shook their heads with laughter.

This guy, a generation of Tianjiao, how can he be more sensual than a woman.

“Are you sure you met her and wanted to give her a home?” Kenzuka asked with a smile.

He had already vaguely guessed who this Ah Xiu was on the field.

“Ugh.”

Yan Qingfei was stunned, and then seemed to think of something, and the sound of crying came abruptly.

He coughed and said dryly: “Forget it now, I’m afraid that now I will give her a home, and she will give me a grave.” ”

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“Mr. Ning, quickly continue, what happened to this Axiu?”

“Yes, yes, how did this A Xiu become a peerless Tianjiao?”

“At this time, Ah Xiu is fifteen years old, she has not yet been exposed to cultivation, and even in her world, no cultivator can touch it, how did she become the second in this Tianjiao list in just a few years?”

“That’s right, this one is the most critical!”

“Mr. Ning, quickly continue, don’t stop!”

“Mr. Ning’s story is told, either burn me to death, or cry me to death, it’s too powerful!”

“Mr. Ning, don’t break at this time! Otherwise I will have a broken mentality! ”

A famous listener shouted from the audience.

They were afraid that at this time, Ningchuan fans closed and came to the next sentence, ‘If you want to know how the text is, and listen to the next decomposition.’ ’

On the high platform.

Ning Chuan drank a cup of tea and said with a smile: “After saying that I will finish the top three of the Tianjiao list today, naturally I will not break my word, everyone should be calm.” ”

“Let’s go on.”

Putting down the teacup, Ning Chuan cleared his throat, and then said slowly:

“Since then, there has been one more madman in this town.”

“A madman with a red umbrella.”

“Ah Xiu is out alone every day, whether it is wind and rain, or stars and evenings, she holds a red umbrella and wanders aimlessly.”

“The red umbrella was the last relic left to her by her mother.”

“She was almost bought and cried the most desperate.”

“The umbrella that my mother held up for her to shelter from the wind and rain was her red umbrella.”

“Ah Xiu, who lost everything, has completely become a lonely soul and wild ghost in the Yang world.”

“Her world has no color.”

“Until one day, a drunken man saw that Ah Xiu was still wandering outside late at night, and an evil thought began to breed in his heart.”

“When he was like a puppet with a string, he brought the demented and unresisted Ah Xiu home and prepared to carry out that step.”

“In Axiu’s hand, I don’t know when a sharp knife appeared.”

“In the dimly lit room, she inserted the knife in her hand into the man’s neck one after another with a wooden expression.”

“Crimson blood gushed out wildly, like ink splashed by landscape water, splashing on Ah Xiu’s body, face, and the red umbrella in his hand.”

“And Ah Xiu, just with a wooden expression, like a machine, constantly, knife after knife, stabbed into the man’s neck.”

“One knife after another, one knife after another.”

“So far.”

“In a world where Ashona has lost all color.”

“Suddenly there is an extra color.”

“That’s the red color of blood.”

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