Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Five The Second Act of the Truth 50 Years Ago(2/2)
Nodded, Yun Yeyao smiled gratefully at the Fire Rainbow Flower Spirit and floated away from the Santu River.
Only the lonely fireworks spirit is left to taste the loneliness alone...
Chapter 4: Love between Yin and Yang
Yun Yeyao can be described as anxious as he was floating through the long road of fire. Xie Yunmeng's painful appearance and words just now have been hovering in his ears and cannot be removed.
Yun Yeyao never thought that Xie Yunmeng could fall in love with him. In the past, she only had Chen Shen in her eyes. Yun Yeyao thought she could only be the shadow of Chen Shen in this life.
Unexpectedly, in the end, Chen Shen became his own shadow.
God is really too kind to him. Not to mention that he cannot be reincarnated for life, even if he wants him to enter purgatory, Tang Xiang just repeats mechanically.
The chest is no longer depressed, and the scarred skin is no longer painful. It drags its legs as soft as cotton, stretches out its hands to tear its clothes nervously.
I felt an inexplicable heat suddenly surround his body and rushed straight into his throat. A strong smell of fragrance was smelled at the tip of his nose, which could not be removed.
He doesn't like this fragrance because it seems to awaken pain and awaken something bad...
So it repels like a conditioned reflex, tearing the clothes and shook the head, but it was useless and the fragrance became stronger and stronger.
Suddenly, his pace stopped and he stood there, and the nerves and disorder in his eyes gradually disappeared. His eyes began to become clear, sad, and a slight sense of radiance.
His spine gradually raised, and his crooked head slowly returned to his previous correct posture. Yun Yeyao wanted to look around, but as soon as he moved, the broken bones on his head and neck made an unpleasant protest, so he had to give up.
He remembered, remembered who Bicheng was, how he died, and even the cause of his death was also remembered.
He doesn't regret it, it can be said that he has never regretted it, even though he has become like this ghost now.
"Haha...hell...reported..." Wu chuckled and greeted the empty space.
"We don't accept ghosts named here."
An unexpected answer was startled. He looked forward regardless of Kara's skull and found a woman with long hair appeared in the originally uninhabited space and was smiling at him.
The girl stood far away, but her voice sounded like she was close.
I tried hard to observe with his blurry vision, but I still couldn't see the woman's specific appearance clearly. From a distance, I felt that she should be very beautiful.
Adhering to the convention of being alive, keep your body straight and make yourself look gentlemanly as possible.
Seeing him like this, the woman covered her mouth and smiled, saying, "A gentleman like pine and cypress, a guardian with clear love and hate, and a warrior who fights for his dream of family and country, is worthy of admiration."
"..." He didn't understand the woman's meaning very well, so he continued to remain silent, but his eyes gradually narrowed.
The woman continued to say as if she was talking to herself: "Is it worth it now? You have achieved such a level of growth and happiness? Just like I am for the happiness of fulfillment. Is it really worth it?" The voice gradually became deeper, and the long-haired woman lowered her head, which could not see clearly, and became murmured: "They don't love us, why do we love them? I want to come now,"
"?! Are you..." He suddenly asked and interrupted the woman's words. He quickly stepped forward toward the woman, as if he was eager to confirm the woman's identity. However, after just a few steps, a flaming red spot was blocked in front of him.
The other side of the road, blooming on both sides of the road, grew rapidly like a conscious mind, blocking him in front of him and preventing him from getting close to the woman.
"Don't come over, you can't see my eyes clearly, otherwise you won't be able to go back. Santuhe is not where you should come."
"..., is it you?" There was no shock in his eyes. Although he had many questions, in the end, he just asked calmly.
"I no longer exist. I am the Hualing of Huozhao. A long time ago, I voluntarily bloomed on the side of the Huangquan road, guiding the way for the ghosts coming and going. Later, the demons pity me and promised me that I would reincarnate in this world. I thought I would bring back a wonderful and sweet look back, but I never thought I would bring back only a piece of pain and sorrow... Look, the petals of Huozhao also became frustrated because of my sorrow, and were no longer the same..."
"We just did what we should do. In troubled times, no one can keep it alone. Chen Shen and Bicheng are the same. In the future, the battles and hardships they have to go through will be more severe and even cruel, so I feel that I am lucky." So, there is no ups and downs, or even no deep sense of heartache.
"Is there really no regret?" Huozhao Hualing asked.
"No!" What I got was an unswerving answer.
In the place where you can't see, Huozhao Hua Ling smiled again. This time there was no sadness, but a sweet smile, as if she had heard the most beautiful music in the world. Huozhao Hua's red petals were also more fragrant and refreshing because of this smile.
"You are indeed a gentleman! This will make you love you forever."
"What did you say?!" A look of surprise appeared in his plain eyes.
"I said, you shouldn't die. You should listen to Chen Shen's words because you will take revenge on impulse. You always know her temperament, right?"
"No, you were wrong, no, there is a more important person in her eyes." When she said the second half, she could clearly hear her heartbreaking voice, but he forced to ignore it. Continue:
"No one will avenge me. I am just a piece of sand in troubled times. I'm not to be jealous of death..."
"Then do you want to see what happened after you die?" Huozhao Hua Ling was still hiding behind the petals. Her voice still sounded so clear, as if she was alive.
Chapter completed!