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

next life?

Mond's Fengshen stood quietly on the beach, she seemed to be waiting for someone to respond, her amber-like clear eyes shone with a faint light, but soon, she seemed to have heard the reply, and the light dimmed.

She didn't seem to want to believe that she was questioning, and the lady didn't understand what she was asking, who she was asking.

"why?"

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

baffling.

The lady secretly thought.

She has gone crazy.

Rosalin bowed slightly, exhaled slowly, and the ice was gathered between her slender fingers. She raised her eyes, stared at Wendy's back, and began to count down in her heart——

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

...What.

Rustan.

She mentioned Rustan, but why did she mention Rustan?

help.

Rosalind paused.

No connection, no connection.

Rustan was dead, and the lady saw his body shattered into pieces, right in front of her, Rustan was dead!

Died alone at the bottom of that valley.

No one came to help him, you cowardly hid in the city-state, watching him die, what did you do!

But Wendy's eyes were so sincere and sad, she frowned, her clear eyes seemed to be glistening with tears, her nails dug deeply into her palm, and her silver teeth were clenched.

It seems that she is really not reconciled, it seems that she has really done it.

That's why she was so unwilling this time.

wind.

Suddenly the wind blew, and the wind blew the sand, and the letter left by Qingye Fengyin was scattered in the wind. Wendy wanted to catch the wind, wanted to catch the sand, but she couldn't, the sand and the wind were in the same place. Gone between her fingers.

Something is out of control.

Looking at the sand in the wind, the throbbing feeling in the lady's heart became bigger and bigger.

Something is out of control.

There was something she didn't know, something she misunderstood, like the last letter Rustan sent her 500 years ago, she completely misunderstood the content of that letter, and she committed regret Mistakes of a lifetime.

Now, something was misunderstood by her again, but she didn't know what it was, the dead flames began to stir, and she saw many phantoms again... Burned forests, ruined lands, valleys of ruins, everywhere All ashes.

hallucinations.

This is an illusion.

This is a trap.

She bit her lip, her eyes trembling.

Yes, this is an illusion.

The evil eyes flickered.

The evil eyes swelled infinitely in her heart, and the ice froze those flames.

Nothing can be heard.

God's heart, only God's heart.

"I'll give it a try." Wendy said, "I can still use the power of the God's Heart, which is the authority of the Wind God, and it can always help him."

In the girl's eyes, there is seriousness and stubbornness.

silence.There was a long, long silence.

The human system finally said: "...try it. I will guide you"

"Peace."

The emerald eyes moved, and Wendy took a deep breath.

She must be able to do it.

She must be able to do it.

Qingye Fengyin is in front of her, Rustan is in front of her, the girl is in front of her, she will definitely do it, even if the wind can't catch up, she will go after it, even if the wind is dead, she will To scoop out the wind.

hope.

The only hope, this is the only thing she can do.

She needs to calm down, she only gets one chance, and she can't be interrupted.

Wendy squatted down, and pressed her slender hands on Qingye Fengyin's chest. Her heart was beating, emitting a faint light, soft and beautiful. The light was beating, and the wind obeyed her call.

Qingye Fengyin's body moved, and the scattered souls seemed to be slowly gathering together, like gathering sand to form a tower.

Maybe it would work, Wendy had a hopeful smile on her lips, but the next second, she stopped.

Pain.

The wind was sucked out of her body, and the sound of the wind stopped.

Wendy turned around slowly.

Drowsy, tired, and hopeless.

Blank, deep blank.

The heart of God was taken away, along with all the hope and all the wind.

　Ms.

"Rosalin..." Wendy stared at the lady, deep in those emerald eyes, there was only deep hatred, "What did you do!!"

The wind blew past, and Qingye Fengyin's body was slowly dissipating and collapsing.

Like that sand.

Melting into the sunshine of early spring with the wind.Dissipated in Rosalind's arms like 500 years ago.

Wendy tried to catch the wind, but she couldn't catch it any more.

Regardless of the weakness and exhaustion of her body, she raised her head. The collapsed emotion finally broke through her last rationality. She stared into the lady's eyes and said viciously:

"He's Rustan."

Wendy said sadly and painfully: "...he is Rustan."

"You killed him again."

"Rosalind. You killed him again!"

It is clearly spring, but these words fall into the lady's heart, but they are as cold as winter.

"...what?"

she murmured.

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Wow, it's a bit late, because this chapter is a bit long....

It is also a bit longer than the usual three-in-one.

But before 12 o'clock!

Volume 62: Chapter [-] She thought the tears had dried up

"...What."

Almost murmuring.

A voice almost whispering.

what.

Incomprehensible.

The lady paused, she lowered her eyes subconsciously, and looked at Qingye Fengyin.

The young man passed away right in front of the lady, the smoky yellow sun covered his body like a veil, he was still smiling, with a smile still on the corner of his mouth.

But those eyes could never be opened, and the clear sea breeze passed by his body.

The sand was blown away, and the boy's body was blown away. He slowly dispersed into little particles of light, which were slowly taken away by the wind like dandelion flower clusters, first the hair, then the cheeks, and finally the whole body. trunk.

Just for a moment, just for a moment, it dissipated in the light and wind of spring.

Just like Rustan who disappeared 500 years ago.

The same.

Dissipate in the wind, leave in the wind, no one can catch it.

— "...he's Rustan."

"You killed him again"

"Rosalind, you killed him again!"

What Mond Fengshen said still echoed in the ears of the lady, and she still couldn't understand, unable to understand every word.

impossible.

impossible.

Rustan was already dead.

This is a lie.

Mond Fengshen is cunning and clever, this is a lie she made up.

But Wendy's eyes were so serious, so sad, and so angry, she stared at herself tightly, her silver teeth clenched, the lady could even hear the sound of friction—she hated herself.

The lady could feel this emotion, Mond Fengshen hated herself, but not hated herself for taking her heart.

That hatred came from elsewhere.

"You killed him again."

Tingling.

The lady felt the sting.

But the almost exhausted heart was inexplicably sending out bursts of tingling pain. Would the dead heart still ache?

The cold waves slapped on the reef, the tide was high, and the cold and dark sea water climbed up to the shore. The lady looked away:

"...lie."

She said, the mask covered her expression, and her eyes could not be seen under the gray shadow: "Lies."

The lady said so.

"lie!"

God's Heart is in my hands, Mond's mission for this trip has been completed, just leave, everything is over, everything will be back on track...just leave.

But many things that she deliberately ignored... uncontrollably appeared in her eyes.

In other words, it's not deliberately ignoring, but something that you don't want to believe.

The lady has watched the young wolf's sword dance countless times. The light sword cut off the rain all over the city. When the skill reaches its peak, it becomes an art that cannot be reproduced.That sword dance was buried in the grave with the cub, and disappeared forever...but Qingye Fengyin perfectly reproduced that sword dance.

That song—Rainy Night at Fruit Wine Lake has been lost for many years, but he can sing it, and...that song is so long gone.

The lady still remembers the first time he sang, the dusk fell gorgeously on the deserted square, the dandelion flower clusters shattered into light snow, and the clear wild wind sang that song alone on the divine pillar.