Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

【the host…】

Qinghuan was obsessed with teasing kittens, so she didn't listen carefully to the system calling her at all, until the system couldn't bear to yell with jealousy, she recovered from Jiguang's cuteness, "Huh?"

[Master, you...] With a full of sadness, Qing Huan almost couldn't remember the cold and emotionless voice of the other party when she talked to the system for the first time. "what's up?"

[Is it really cute? If I had a real body, I would definitely be cuter than it] Hearing this, Qinghuan raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Aren't you without entities?"

Crackling. Something seems to be broken all over the ground. The system is supporting a **** heart [Master, I know what Jiguang is] "You said."

[Ji Guang, the legendary ancient beast, born in Daze, white body, only red mane, ribs and wings, fur that does not sink for a few days in the water, it will not be burnt in the fire, it will cover the horse and so on. Ji Guang Katayu is extremely rare and precious, even among the ancient beasts, it is a very rare existence] "...Is it such a small thing?" After listening to a series of adjectives in the system, Qing Huan raised the kitten and looked at it carefully. It's still like a horse... Isn't this a kitten alive! Wings or something... where? As for whether Mao Qiu is so powerful, don't you know if you try it? Thinking of this, she twisted her finger and twisted a fire to burn the kitten. When the kitten saw it, it exploded and bowed its back and meowed, as if it were an enemy.

…Where there is a bit of a beast, there is no Jiuying prestige at all. Although that Jiuying was a little ugly and a little bit scary, but it was solid and extremely angry, but the little thing in front of him...Qing Huan really couldn't see how it was different. She put away the fireball and sighed: "Everyone has his own life. What people get is a powerful beast. I will only play cute..." For a long while, Ji Guang kept licking her fingertips, Qing Huan also Laughed. "That's it, it's nice to be cute."

Ji Guang gave a meow, and touched her affectionately, chuckled happily, and his expression was rare and relaxed. After a while, Wei-in who was lying on the bed made a sound. She held Ji Guang and walked to the bed and looked down at him: "Are you awake?"

"We are..." Wei Yin frowned, "Hey, this is my Dongfu? Why are we back?!"

"It's rare to stay there if you don't come back?" Qing Huan glanced at him lightly. "Jiuying was taken away by them, what are we still doing there?"

"Then how did I faint? I don't even have the slightest impression..." Weiyin felt very strange. He was still going to talk to Qinghuan one second before, but the next second he didn't know the personnel, even what happened. remember.

"Then I don't know, anyway, when I turned around to call you, you were already lying on the ground." Qing Huan wrinkled his nose. "I carried you back."

She just said this casually, without any other meaning, but Weiyin blushed and felt very ashamed. Let a young girl carry herself back... fortunately, she still has hundreds of years of cultivation. "Sorry, it's my fault."

"Where are you wrong?"

Weiyin was speechless at once.

Qing Huan glanced at him: "What are you going to do? Now that your junior and junior sisters have acquired the ancient fierce beasts, there is bound to be a disturbance in the future. Now that the person and Jiuying are one body, you have seen it, you How are you going?"

"This matter is very important, so it is natural to report to the real person in charge, but... Master is in retreat, and now I am responsible for many small and large matters in the teaching." Wei Yin showed a trace of hesitation on his face. "Junior Brother Su Rili is modest and studious, and he is cautious and upward. I think he should only be temporarily lost. As long as he guides him well, he will surely return to the right path soberly. And Junior Sister Mei...I don’t have deep personal relationships with her, and I don’t know her. What a character it is."

Hearing this, Qing happily hissed: "You are really a good person."

Wei Yinjun's face was red again: "And, there is no..."

"Whatever you want, it's your business anyway, I don't care." Qing Huan lowered her eyes, on the bridge of Weiyin's ghost, that is to say, he is destined to die now. "I have decided to go back to the Dong Mansion to retreat. It may take a long time. I hope you will be alive when I come out." Before Wei Yin could answer, he turned and left. After walking a few steps, he was still alive. Some hesitation, she stroked Jiguang's little furry head in her arms, and asked in a low voice, "Can you help me stay by his side and accompany him?"

If Weiyin does not die after she leaves the customs, then she will not accept his soul. If she is accompanied by auspicious light and cannot resist the footsteps of his life passing away, then it can only be said that the fate should be the case. She was willing to give him a chance to be a human again, which was already extraordinarily kind. Whether he can seize this opportunity depends on his own.

Ji Guang meowed obediently, and a red light flashed in his big blue eyes, filled with a deep nostalgia.

Although it has only been a while, Qing Huan likes this little guy very much. She lifted Ji Guang and kissed it lightly: "If you are still willing to recognize me as my master after I come back, I will keep you by my side from now on." She said, handing Ji Guang to Wei Yin. . "Can you take care of it for me before I leave the customs?"

Although Wei Yin was reluctant to bear her, he smiled and said, "I will be good to it."

"...Thank you." Gently put Ji Guang into Wei Yin's arms, Qing Huan turned and took a step, and heard Ji Guang's faint meowing sound, she paused, but never looked back.

The place she was going to was not a mountain or a cave, but the Naihe Bridge.

In the blink of an eye, she has already returned here. Weiyin's ghost on the bridge seemed to be frozen and motionless, Qinghuan did not pay attention to him, but walked to the bridge and looked at the dim Wangchuan River. The ghosts in the river wailed and stretched out their hands, their rotting eyes were daunting, and the river was rushing forever.

Yes, she finally understood where the inner demon came from.

Because of the painful memory, she always only wanted to forget and escape, lacking the courage to oppose it. If this continues, no matter how long time passes, she will never be the master of Naihe Bridge, she can only use it as a tool to drive it.

The person she once loved deeply, her memories of fear and pain, every minute and every second, even if she deceived herself and thought that she had forgotten, they were always in the depths of her soul, slowing her like a knife, slowly, It extended to become her demons. If you don't get rid of it today, it will become a big disaster in the future. Retreat in the realm of immortality is a good choice, but she doesn't have that much time. She was afraid that when the retreat was completed, the pair of double-cultivation men and women would have become immortals. At that time, where would she go to find them, and how would she recover the tragedy of Wan Jianzong?

For a hundred years in the world, the Naihe Bridge just passed in a flash. But a day in the world is a thousand years in the Wangchuan River. If it is said that there are still four hundred years from this moment to Wei Yin's death, she can practice tens of thousands of years in Wangchuan River. What a terrible time, what a terrible choice.

In fact, Qing Huan didn't know what the final outcome would be. Whether she can endure the pain and endless loneliness and loneliness of thousands of ghosts and finally reborn herself, or will she be shattered and scattered in the Wangchuan River since then, she doesn't know. But she knew that she had to jump down, or she would die in her own hands one day.

And she didn't want to die.

Endless penance, no distractions, may go crazy, may collapse, but it is her own choice, she has no regrets.

Qing Huan stepped on her toes and stood on the bridge. Although the ghosts in Wangchuan River feared her, they still couldn't stop the longing for the soul deep in her heart.

Qing Huan closed her eyes and jumped down.

How long has it been? Qinghuan no longer remembers. At the very beginning, she felt the pain of being gnawed and torn apart by the bite of her soul, but her mind was firm and her consciousness was clear, so the suffering became even more terrifying. As time slowly passed, Wangui's body was no longer so terrible, instead it was barren and empty, flooding her like a tide.

For so long, she was the only one, and there was no living creature beside her, but the cry of evil spirits struggled to surround her. Many times Qing Huan felt that she had to turn into one of them, completely out of control, but she persisted after all.

After a long time, loneliness and loneliness, the eternal famine, countless thousands of years, and the world-destroying penance, made the devil in her heart start to move around. She wants to escape, she has regrets, she wants to escape, she wants to get out of here, she wants to escape! She can't stand it, she is uncomfortable, wants to go mad, wants to howl, wants to self-harm!

However, gradually, when she guarded the terrible loneliness and despair, the evil spirits began to disappear from her. She was clearly in the Wangchuan River, but Qinghuan felt calm and tranquil. She felt that the black qi in her heart became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. I felt an open mind. Even with my naked eyes closed, I could feel the eyes of the sky. She could hear the gasps of evil spirits after the end of the world, but the sound of the blood-red flowers growing on both sides of the bridge was clearly audible. The sound of blowing wind, the sound of flowing water, the pounding heartbeat...

She is interested.

When Qinghuan lay quietly at the bottom of the Wangchuan River and opened her eyes, the ghosts sang together and worshipped. The moment her black eyes regained the heaven and the earth, the water of Wangchuan River slowly moved aside, and her white clothes were as clean as The new Qinghuan rose slowly from the bottom of the river.

She is different from before, she is more open-minded, open-minded, tolerant, strong, and also extremely majestic and gentle.

To endure the loneliness that ordinary people can't bear, taste the sorrows that ordinary people can't taste, experience the sufferings that ordinary people can't experience, from the past to the present, from now to the future, remembering the past, expecting the future, cherishing the present, but not sticking to the past, Don't rely on the present, don't count on the future. The boundless world will eventually return to the right path.

Immortal, immortal, immortal, is for Po Meng.