Life Simulation: Let the Female Swordsman Regret for the Rest of His Life

[At the last moment of the simulation, you successfully saved your sister with your own efforts]

[You are extremely satisfied and you die without regrets]

[Although you, who have a spiritual root, should not stop here in the future, you have no regrets in your heart and think that you have done the right thing]

[The simulation ends and starts to count the highlights]

[Calculating the simulation evaluation...]

[Generating the simulation reward...]

[The host consciousness returns, and the number of simulations enters the cooling countdown...]

"Familiar ceiling."

It was as if he was stuffed into a washing machine and rolled dozens of times.

In Xu Xi's mind, there were bursts of buzzing sounds. When he woke up, he found that he had returned to the real world.

Sitting in a wheelchair in a semi-reclining position.

Just looking at the white ceiling.

Xu Xi lowered his head slightly and found that he was still holding the book before the simulation started. The cover was clean and dust-free.

"After spending so many years in the simulation world, the real world remains unchanged?"

"This is what is called time pause."

Xu Xi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not the kind of setting that synchronized the time of the two worlds. Otherwise, he would definitely be on the list of missing persons after simulating once.

Beep-beep-beep-

The simulator's prompt sound kept ringing.

It seemed to be calculating the reward for the first simulation.

Xu Xi ignored it, but controlled the wheelchair to move to the bed, struggled to support his body with both hands, and moved to the bed little by little.

Close your eyes and rest directly.

He was really too tired.

Although he left the simulation world and got rid of the body on the verge of collapse, Xu Xi's mental state did not refresh and recover.

So.

Let's sleep first.

"Hua La La -", half asleep and half awake, there seemed to be the sound of rain coming from outside the house.

…

The heavy rain poured down, as if the sky was pouring down, submerging the entire Tianjian Sect in the majestic water vapor, and even diluting the heavy smell of blood.

The rain was fierce, stirring up water splashes.

But the girl was unmoved.

She just knelt there, staring at the ground with a dull look, her hands slightly cupped, as if she wanted to hold something.

But under the scouring of the rain, all the mud and sand she held up flowed through her fingers.

Nothing could be caught.

The only thing she could find was a tattered piece of cloth, which was the only "relic" left by that person after his death. The original white color was stained black by blood.

Even a heavy rain could not wash it clean.

The girl was so quiet, with empty and desperate eyes, holding the cloth tightly.

No matter how unwilling she was to admit it.

No matter how unwilling she was to believe it.

The tearing pain, the piercing regret, the surging hatred, all clearly told Xu Moli that her brother was dead, and died in front of her in the most miserable way.

The brother who would light a fire for her to keep warm in the cold winter is dead.

The brother who would run around all day and use his hard-earned money to buy her candy is dead.

The brother who accompanied and cared for her during her coma is dead.

The brother-

is really dead.

Ah, ah, ah.

The hero who belongs to her alone, the sun that is always bright and warm in her heart, will never come back.

It is not a short separation, but a farewell forever.

Xu Moli's heartbeat became weaker and weaker in the noisy rainy day, as if it would stop at any time. There were no tears in her eyes, only dry sadness and despair.

I really want to die and end it all.

But even such an idea is a luxury.

Because this life was saved by his brother, if he died so carelessly, his brother's death would become meaningless.

So Xu Moli decided to give up himself and let himself be overwhelmed by despair.

The fight outside was fierce.

It seemed that other righteous sects came to help, and at the critical moment, they joined forces with the cultivators of the Tianjian Sect and repelled the demon cultivators together. The demon cultivators were terrified and could only flee in panic.

These had nothing to do with Xu Moli.

Whether it was the righteous way or the demon way.

She was no longer in the mood to care.

It was just that in the fierce fighting, the girl's originally lifeless pupils shook for a moment, and she heard someone mention her brother.

"Damn it, these hypocritical hypocrites came so quickly!"

"The plan has failed, retreat quickly!"

"Haha, it's enough anyway. In addition to killing three Yuanying this time, there is also the first true disciple of Tianjian Sect. I remember his name is Xu Xi?"

"What a monster, he killed more than a dozen Jindan by himself, fortunately he died in the end."

"Genius? He's just a lucky bastard!"

Unforgivable...

UnforgivableForgive, can't forgive, can't forgive!

I can't forgive the thief who slandered my brother so wantonly, I can't forgive myself for being so incompetent, I must, must do something!

"Bang!"

Thunder shook the sky.

In the dim sky and earth, there was a flash of lightning, illuminating the area of ​​100 miles.

Xu Moli stood up in the storm, with tears in the corners of her eyes, crying but not crying, laughing but not laughing, she had no will of her own, and was moving forward only with a kind of obsession.

She silently picked up the cloth soaked in the blood of her beloved.

Used it to tie her long hair behind her.

Her black hair fluttered, full of murderous intent, holding her brother's wooden sword, she killed the demon monks who were about to escape alone.

One sword, the world was shocked.

One sword, ghosts and gods cried.

One sword, the golden elixir condensed.

"I want you to... be buried with my brother", the girl cried and laughed, saying such extremely cold words, entering the Tao with murderous intent, treating the bottleneck of foundation building as nothing, and the golden elixir was formed in an instant.

Wherever the wooden sword blade went, everything was cut.

Whether it was the golden elixir or the Nascent Soul.

All were cut with one sword.

Someone shouted loudly, asking everyone not to panic. Since they could kill Xu Xi, they could naturally kill Xu Xi's sister.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt his vision tilted and rolled several times.

What he saw at the last moment of his life was a blurry figure holding a wooden sword, killing until his white clothes were stained red. She killed even more fiercely.

Kill, kill again, and keep killing!

Kill until all those who slandered his brother no longer exist!

"Hahaha——", Xu Moli laughed morbidly, his beautiful face was covered with blood, he tilted his head and looked at the remaining demon monks, pacing in the void.

It seemed to be walking very slowly, but each step could cover a very long distance.

The demon cultivators present were so frightened that their scalps went numb.

They wanted to escape, but they could not escape at all. No matter how far they ran, they would be caught up by the shocking sword light and feel their life disappear in the extreme tearing.

"..."

Some righteous cultivators came and were ready to help chase and kill.

But when they saw the demon corpses all over the mountains.

They shuddered immediately.

They didn't dare to get close to Xu Moli at all.

The scene was too horrifying. Broken limbs and arms kept falling from the sky, and blood mixed with rainwater, forming a shocking endless blood rain.

In the center of the blood rain, the girl stood alone, and under her feet was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood she had created with her own hands.