Sun in the Star Iron, my marshal mother

Jingliu's madman-like incessant cursing continued, but now the target of her curse had become herself.

"Whether it's Cangcheng or Luofu, whether it's the white wolf or the white fox, she...she can't do anything!"

"She can only look at her own master! Her own bright moon! Her own beloved! Her everything! The one who sacrificed his life to send her to the other side!

She could only watch her best friends die, watch friends no longer friends, and her home no longer home... She couldn't even give them a funeral! Give their bodies a place to rest!"

Jing Yuan listened silently to the foul thoughts mixed with regret and annoyance of his mentor who had fallen into the devil's shadow.

"We, the Cloud Riders, are like clouds covering the sky, protecting the immortal boats...

Haha, how ridiculous."

She was still kneeling beside the cold pond, her forehead supported by one hand, her laughter fading away miserably.

"As for me, I've never felt happy being a Cloud Rider."

"I'm tired. I just want to go back, back to him, back to the cold pond where we agreed to meet."

Jing Liu's voice gradually faded away. The once magnificent swordsman was now kneeling in front of the cold pond, with his head lowered as if sleeping, like an ice sculpture.

Looking at such a master, Jing Yuan felt heartbroken.

Although Jingliu was once as cold as ice, just like the moonlight is cold but still has a glow to illuminate the night, Jingliu was also his mentor, and she used her moonlight-like swordsmanship to bring light and hope to countless Cloud Riders on the battlefield.

But at this moment, Jingliu's heart was already dead.

The bright moon no longer shines on people, leaving only the icy coldness.

When the lifespan of the Immortal Boat reaches a thousand years, every day of living is like carrying a mountain on their backs and wandering in a maze.

Mirror Ryu has been around for a thousand years.

The memories of the past had long begun to fade away, but the sad memories that were deeply engraved in her soul were still repeating, distorting, and alienating in her mind over and over again, pulling her into a deeper abyss.

She felt it was time for her to leave.

She had lived the life of a man of the Immortal Boat as they had agreed, inheriting his sword will to support the good and punish the evil, and protecting the Immortal Boat for a thousand years, until she was haunted by evil and imprisoned in the dark prison.

The memories of the past have become increasingly blurred. She must return to the cold pond before forgetting everything and their agreement, and build a small wooden house there, quietly waiting to be reunited with him across life and death.

Looking at Jing Liu who was kneeling silently, Jing Yuan took out a pill from his arms after a long silence and said in a deep voice:

"Master, you are the hero of the Immortal Boat, you should never have fallen to this point!"

Yinyue and Yingxing made a serious mistake and cannot be blamed.

But Jing Liu was different. She had done nothing wrong in killing the evil dragon. She was just trapped in the evil shadow and it was too dangerous, so she was imprisoned in the dark prison.

Jing Yuan walked slowly forward against the extremely cold sword energy surrounding Jing Liu, tightly holding the pill in his hand.

"Master, take the medicine. Everything can still be saved."

He didn't want to see his mentor fall into madness, be trapped here, and die.

Even if she dies, she deserves a more noble and dignified death.

"what is this?"

After a long time, Jingliu finally raised his head and looked at Jingyuan who was walking in front of him.

"This is the latest elixir that the Danding Division has researched based on the Yaoqing legend and can relieve the evil spirit - the Wanshou Wuqing Pill."

Jing Yuan explained truthfully:

"This medicine can restore vitality in the body of the person who takes it and clear those deep and ancient memories in the mind. This will allow the immortal boat people on the verge of the devil's body to get a moment's respite from the pursuit of past memories and relieve the pain brought by the devil's body."

Jing Yuan looked at his mentor with great expectation, hoping that this could alleviate the pain of falling into the devil's shadow and even recover to normal, turning into the Luofu moon again.

But after hearing his explanation, Jing Liu's face not only did not show any joy, but became even gloomier.

"You...evil disciple!"

The angry roar swept through the entire cave like a storm, causing the cold pool to surge and the iron chains to shake.

The pill in Jing Yuan's hand had been crushed into dust by the invisible sword energy, not a trace of it remained.

In front of the stunned Jing Yuan, Jing Liu slowly raised his bloodshot eyes, as if looking at his mortal enemy.

She knew that those who were extremely passionate and emotional would fall into the devil's shadow, while those who cut off all emotions and desires would live for a thousand years.

The reason why I fell into this kind of evil spirit was that the unforgettable memories of the past tortured my soul every day. If I choose to forget them, it would indeed greatly relieve the evil spirit.

but...

“I will never choose to forget.

Don't even think about making me forget him!

Don't even think about killing him in my heart!"

Jing Liu warned his disciples word by word.

She has lived for a thousand years.

No matter how unforgettable it is, there is an upper limit to the memory capacity that the people of Xianzhou can bear. The long time is enough to wear away everything, even her hometown called Cangcheng and her beloved mentor.

No longer clear, only a vague illusion remains.

Practicing sword with Tan Bian, swearing an oath under the moon, staying together on a snowy night, traveling for a hundred years, trekking through the sea of ​​stars...she can no longer remember them all.

These memories, which should have been engraved in her mind, kept turning around in her head...no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't grasp them.

But she still didn't want to forget.

The legend about the sword-wielding white wolf is still being sung by the survivors of Cangcheng even after a thousand years. From the historical books and jade omens stored in the Xianzhou official library to folk novels and fantasy plays, the figure of the sword-wielding white wolf can be found.

But those were just white wolves with swords.

It wasn't Lynn.

She is not the only one Kagami Ryuu loves.

Only Jingliu knows clearly about Lin En as a living person, and only Jingliu remembers him.

The conversation that day still echoed in her mind.

-

"...

If you die, Master, I will go back and walk the same path we have walked, all the way back to the pond where you taught me sword skills.

I will build a small wooden house by the lake and live there forever."

"I thought you'd be more... extreme."

“I want to chase you.

But... Master, if you are gone, half of my memories will be gone. If I am gone, all my memories will be gone.

Between sadness and nothingness, I choose sadness. "

-

Yes, I can't forget him.

Jingliu thought.

If I forget him too.

Then the last memory of the real him left in this world will also disappear.

No one will know his sword-training habits any more.

No one will know anymore that he likes to be called sensei.

No one will know that he is afraid of the cold even as a direwolf.

No one will know that when he lies, his left hand will unconsciously clench his sleeve.

No one will know anymore that he combed her hair, sewed clothes for her, licked her wounds, and gave everything for her.

At that time, he was truly dead.

Jing Yuan was silent.

He knew who Jingliu was talking about.

His master, the sword-wielding white wolf named Lin En.

But like other people in the Xianzhou, he only knew the legend of the white wolf. Jingliu had never told him the story about Lin En.

This would be the case even if he or the other three asked.

As the rumors say, he is really the master's only love, the untouchable weak spot.

Jingyuan knew that his trip was doomed to fail.

But before he turned and left, Jingliu called out to him.

"Jing Yuan, I know your good intentions.

But now that you are General Luofu, you should understand that some memories and promises are worth guarding for a lifetime.

That is the basis of who we are, more important than life, more important than anything else."

After saying this, Jing Liu was silent for a moment, and then he sighed with regret after a long time.

“Goodbye, Jingyuan.

This is the last lesson I will teach you...

245. Ruan Mei's experimental materials are used up / Lin En: Danger! 4k5

"Mirror Flow..."

Kneeling in front of the frozen pond, Lin En couldn't help but sigh as he saw the old man in the mirror willing to fall into the evil shadow for him.

He touched the mirror-like frozen water surface with his fingers, as if he wanted to touch the face of the beauty in the mirror.

It’s a pity that this is ultimately just an unattainable flower in the mirror and the moon in the water.

The mirror shattered and ripples appeared in the cold pond, causing the moon-like figure of the woman to slowly disappear, leaving only the water as cold as ice.

"Jingliu, wait for me for a while."

With an apologetic tone, Lynn whispered a promise to the disappearing reflection in the pond.

"We will meet again, but not here, not now..."

How he wished he could have said this back then.

At least this way, he could leave a glimmer of hope for the girl who was as bright as the moon, so that she would not regret it alone for thousands of years in silence and despair.

It’s a pity that he didn’t know at that time that the memory world would really rewrite reality.

From his perspective, he would only be a passer-by in Jingliu's long life. If he made a promise that would never be fulfilled, he would only be forcing his beloved girl to be trapped in the sadness of the past.

But he didn't want to see Jingliu like that. He would rather let Jingliu forget him and write her own story.

Lin En knew that Jing Liu would definitely appear in Xianzhou, which was why he rushed back to Xianzhou without stopping after meeting his parents with Esta.

I just wonder what she will be like when we meet again?

After 1,700 years of separation from her loved ones, and 700 years of being trapped in the devil's shadow, will she still...recognize herself?

Shaking his head, Lin En hid this expectation deep in his heart, waiting for the moment to reunite with his beloved girl.

After taking a last look at the Cold Pond Cave where Jingliu had been imprisoned, Lin En slowly stood up and continued walking towards the depths of the Prison with Frostmourne on his back.

It's time to meet another "old friend".

The Prisoner Cave and the Dark Prison in Jiange.

An ancient black iron sword was suspended in the air, but its half-inch sword body pierced directly into the void, anchoring a cave world.

The huge golden men guarding the Sword Pavilion stood on both sides. Their eyes engraved with talismans swept over Lin En's body, and the roar of steel rang out.

“Identity verification—Judge Lin En of the [Detention] Department, passed.

Apply for prison - step forward and leave the battle, call Lei, approved. "