Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

[Thank you for letting me see Mond after 3000 years, it is really beautiful]

——[I was trapped in a windless place until I met you]

This letter is over.

She did nothing and she was late again.

Wendy heard people say that if the next body dies before it matures, it is a 'failure' and it is difficult to be reborn.

Qingye Fengyin only lived for three months this time, he must have failed.

"Hey."

Wendy picked up the qin of the sky in Qing Ye's arms, and she didn't know who she was talking to: "I want to help him... like last time, in the next life."

There is still a last ray of hope in my heart.

Perhaps, there is only one thing she can do.

【You can't do it】

Renli's voice was calm and cold, without any ups and downs.

silence.

"why?"

She said, "I am Barbatos, and the harp of the sky is also in my hands, why can't I do it..."

"Rustan, Rustan, I did that too. I helped him."

Blank, blank.

Wendy gritted her teeth, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Human reason.

【Because he failed on his own initiative this time】

【He is very tired, but he is also very satisfied】

【The last time you were able to keep his soul successfully, it was because he had an 'agreement' with you, and it was that agreement that kept him]

[But now, that agreement has been completed.He doesn't miss it any more]

Wendy felt dizzy.

The sun has fully risen, the sun has faded, the pure white sky is clear and bright, the sea breeze or spring breeze is gently blowing the coast, gentle and light, spring is really coming.

Qingye Fengyin leaned against the reef, facing the sea, and the spring was warm and flowers were blooming.

The wind blew up the sand, messed up the handwriting, and blew away the letter. Wendy wanted to catch the wind and keep the letter, but the wind couldn't catch it, it was between her fingers. Time passed slowly, so the letter was also scattered in the wind, and the golden sunlight shone from the little grain of sand.

People can never catch the wind at their fingertips, just like they can never catch the thunder that flies across the sky.

Because time is going, no one can leave it behind.

After thunder died, after the wind left, spring came.

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This chapter is three in one, wow, I actually don’t want to use the big chapter, because some readers said no, but I thought about it, I should use the big chapter for this part, otherwise the emotions will really not be connected.

ps: It's not a body transformation tattoo, it's impossible to turn into a girl after the next rebirth!

The so-called transformation only exists in the background story, and there will be no future!

Volume 61: Chapter [-] Rosalind, You Killed Him Again ([-] in [-])

Qingye Fengyin's heart is light and fluttering, with a nearly rose-like color flowing, rather than a heart, it is more like a gemstone, a glass-colored gemstone, lightly refracting the thin moonlight, crystal clear and clear.

That heart is still warm.

Can mortals have such a beautiful heart?

The lady studied the heart.

She still remembers Qingye Fengyin's last words:

'Please give my heart to Guobeng'

The collapse of the country... Is it [Scattered Soldiers]?

In a chat, the lady had heard the name mentioned by skirmishers.

She doesn't understand.

This young man was clearly about to die, but he wanted to give his heart to others.

Is he an idiot?

never mind.

The lady let go of this heart gently, and she looked out. The sun was still gray, and the leaden night had not yet dawned, as if wrapped in a hazy tulle.

Far, far away.

The young man who lost his heart was lying on the beach, his chest was hollow, his eyes were slightly opened, the purple eyes were dim and dull, his face was as white as the first snow, and his breathing almost stopped.

But he is still alive.

Although his body was as cold as ice and his cheeks were faded from the loss of blood from his heart, he was still not dead.

He was lying on the beach alone, with the cold wind beating his body, he curled up slightly, his shoulders trembling, no one was by his side, he was dying alone.

[Ms.] Of course he knows that he is still alive, or lingering.

It is impossible for a mortal to fool an executive of fools.

Qingye Fengyin's acting skills of pretending to be dead obviously did not deceive the lady, she just pretended to leave.

In fact, the lady just left the beach, she climbed up the cliff, in a corner where the boy could not see, calmly looked down at Qingye Fengyin, and calmly watched his death.

The lady has always been good at hiding. As an ordinary girl, she hid in the attic of the square, peering down, and Rustan of the pup couldn't find her.

Obviously, after 500 years, Qingye Fengyin also failed to find her.

It's not that she has any cruel habit, like the executioner, she enjoys watching other people's death.

The lady's purpose is simple and pure, to continue 'fishing'.

She has never forgotten the goal of this trip to Mond, which is to capture the "God's Heart of the Wind God"

The fools stole the qin of the sky just because the god of wind wanted to quell the dragon disaster and needed the qin of the sky.

They stole the qin of the sky just to lure the wind god out.

Now, the zither of the sky is in the hands of this dying boy.

The lady can easily guess his purpose.

The reason why he was still dying, and the reason why he pretended to be dead to lure the fools away, was to give the harp of the sky to Barbatos when he was dying.

Ladies take advantage of this.

When Fengshen appeared, and when her emotions were shaken, he launched a surprise attack and dug out her heart.

Until death, do you still want to save Mond, and die alone on the beach... The lady stared at the young man whose life was like a dying candle, and lowered her eyes slightly.

It's Barbatos again.

Is that useless god, this useless city worth your life?

never mind.

The lady is going to take advantage of the teenager's death.

She was no longer the Rosalin she used to be, she had already buried everything about the girl in that fire, and her heart was like ashes.

In order to realize her ideal, the lady has already decided to despise everything and use everything, whether morality, freedom, or the life of this young man, all will be turned into firewood in the fire.

She will set the world on fire.

just.

The night slowly faded, and the tide faded together with tonight. The cold waves died one after another on the reef, and their bodies were dragged back into the water by the departing moon, leaving only one after another on the beach. Trails of tears.

Qingye Fengyin lay alone in the middle of tears, his breathing became more and more stagnant, and he stepped into the grave alone.

It's just that she has an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

There was only Qingye Fengyin on the beach, only the boy, his companions, friends, and the knights of the West Wind Knights were all gone, only the boy died alone.

He must be cold...?

Just like Rustan who died at the bottom of the valley 500 years ago.

When Rustan left, he also wanted someone to accompany him, right?

But I am not there.

She was at Sumeru, she was mad at him, she hadn't been able to catch up with his death.

She thought of those days, every dusk and early morning, she also hid in the high attic, watching the boy named 'Rustan' from early morning to night.

No matter how many times he has been pigeonholed, that idiot will come every time. He said that this is the knight's promise, until the heavy rain that day, the torrential rain poured on the boy's frail body, and he seemed to be the only one left in the world, like An abandoned wolf cub.

——The girl at that time was also at a high place like this.

The lady shook her head slightly, and she waved away the inexplicable déjà vu.

It's all over, after tonight,

The distracting thoughts that haunted her for many days will disappear.

What a beautiful night.

The silver-gray moonlight reflected in the light blue eyes, the lady sighed softly.

The sky is slowly getting brighter, and the first thing to fade is the lead-colored night, the sea level is slowly being dyed red, the smoked horses are laid out in the air, and the coast is slowly lighting up.

The world is about to dawn--

The not-so-warm morning light shone on the boy's body, Qingye Fengyin trembled slightly, and moved his fingers.

Finally something has changed.

The lady watched him quietly and paid attention to the surrounding plants and trees.

Xu Shi returned to the light, and the boy opened his eyes.

He didn't know who he was talking to, maybe he had hallucinations, maybe he was just muttering to himself before he died.

"There's nothing to be dissatisfied with." He said softly. "I don't want to mess around anymore."

The lady saw him talking: the boy lowered his head, his eyes were dim, his shoulders were drooping, his hands were hanging down weakly and naturally, he seemed very tired, very tired.

Like an old tree that has decayed inside—the lady has this illusion, a decayed old tree with yellow leaves, the center of the tall trunk has been eaten away by insects and ants, and the long years have destroyed the tree everything.

This is not like the reaction of a young man before his death. He was obviously so young, but he died at a new age. His tone should be more unwilling and resentful, rather than exhausted like an old man like he is now.

He's tired, he's lonely, and he doesn't want to keep going.

"In my next life, I don't want to do this anymore."

Qingye Road.

"I want to live a happy life. I don't want to do so many things."

"Be heartless and happy, talk about a wife, and live a smooth and steady life."

Facing his own death, there was no anger, no sorrow, the boy only said that he wanted to live a happy life.I don't want to do so many things anymore.

To live a life peacefully, to talk about a wife, to be heartless and happy--this is just a very common thing, something that can be easily done, but it is the dream of this teenager.

The young man who lost his heart hung his head, and the sea breeze of Hexun slapped the young man's body. He faced the sea, and when he said this, he looked lonely like a little wolf.

Why is he neither angry nor resentful?

The lady's heart was turned into ashes, she deeply resented the world, but the boy lost his heart, but he was just lonely and tired.

"I'm going to die soon, you can give me that memory."