Chapter 469 (Two-in-one update)
"Mianmian, I've written it all down." A deep blue light flashed in the sky, as if thunder flashed through it.
This means it is angry.
Yunmian's originally curved eyes had turned cold after Luzhi's confession.
"Sister, think about it carefully. Is there anything you missed?"
She held the bracelet she had just taken from Lu Zhi's wrist in her hand and said softly:
"Although I am about to die, my soul can still be reincarnated. If I can save one more child, I may be able to accumulate more merit for my next life. What do you think?"
Lu Zhi has gradually calmed down.
It wasn't because she found a way to escape. On the contrary, after being terrified to the extreme, she accepted her fate.
Hearing this, he just lowered his head and smiled dejectedly: "No more, everything I can remember, I have already told you."
She suddenly raised her eyes, sighed softly, and tilted her delicate little face up, revealing her slender white neck, and her messy long black hair that was stained with wine and coiled like a spirit snake.
Her charming peach blossom eyes were filled with tears, and her tone was as gentle and graceful as ever: "I was sold to be a prostitute when I was young. I tried my best to cling to power and learn a lot of skills, but in the end, I still couldn't break free from this extremely flattering way of survival..."
"Now that things have come to this, I know that my sins are grave and cannot be redeemed, so I only ask you to let me die quickly."
"If there really is reincarnation, I hope that in my next life, I won't have to do such dirty and filthy things to curry favor with others."
Her slender, white fingers like green onions gently rested on Yunmian's small hand holding the scabbard, her eyes filled with calmness and composure as she was about to die.
Her fingers were cold and trembling slightly.
Under the bleak moonlight, Yun Mian looked at her, and in a trance it seemed as if she saw an ancient painting that had been scribbled on and thrown into the fire.
The pale moonlight is the blazing flame, and the thin puppet thread is the winding burning line on the paper.
When the painting lost all its colors and turned into ashes, a woman named Lu Zhi also disappeared silently from this world.
Yunmian retracted the puppet strings from Luzhi and turned to look at the only living person left in the room.
Chen Ping begged for mercy with trembling lips. Yun Mian listened patiently, and then, as hope gradually grew in his eyes, she pursed her lips and decisively ended his life.
"Mianmian..."
Yunkong looked at the three bodies in the house and was a little worried whether Mianmian would be stressed.
Although Mianmian has many disorganized memories, in Yunkong's eyes, she is always a naughty and carefree five-year-old child.
Yun Mian took back all the puppet strings in the room, raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned loudly, then shook her head with tears in her eyes: "I'm fine, the death of the bad guys will only make the innocent adults and children live happier, I won't be afraid."
In so many worlds, most of the sufferings that Mom and she experienced were caused by the badness of human nature and the extreme evil.
Yunmian had suffered enough and had watched her mother suffer again and again.
Facts have proved that suffering will not forge a strong person, but will only make a living person fall apart.
So Granny Chen deserves to die, and Chen Ping deserves to die.
Lu Zhi, also deserves to die.
Only their death can bring relief to those who have been harmed by them and those who will be harmed by them in the future.
As for what kind of suffering they had endured before, Yun Mian was not a saint and would never have mercy on the bad guys.
The most important thing is:
"Kong Kong, don't we have a lot of spiritual stones now? I can buy more expensive and better gifts for my mother, right?!"
Yun Mian sat cross-legged under the window and, using the moonlight, poured out the contents of several space containers, staring with sparkling eyes at the sparkling spirit stones all over the ground.
Yunkong: "..."
It thinks Mianmian should have a nickname, such as "Yuncaimi".
At this moment, the child's mind and eyes were filled with the pile of spirit stones. Other spiritual treasures that were more precious than spirit stones had no presence at all in Mianmian's eyes.
"Kong Kong, it turns out that selling monks can make so much money~"
Yun Mian threw her whole body on the spirit stone, not even bothering about the roughness. Her soft and intoxicated voice even made a rattle. Yun Kong even had the horrible illusion that she would replace this group of traffickers and continue to work alone in the next second.
It quickly dispelled its absurd illusion and changed the subject: "Mianmian, let's go quickly. If we stay any longer, it will be dawn."
The waning moon hangs high in the sky, and there is still music and dancing here, but there is a small flame jumping happily in the dark night. The flames quickly lick over this gold and jade cave, and devour countless sins in the howling night wind.
On the statue of a mythical beast on the corner of the eaves, a delicate little girl is gazing at the fire not far away with curved eyebrows and eyes. She sees the monks in the flames fleeing in panic and cursing, and the sword in her hand is swung neatly into sword flowers.
"…Little General."
Yunkong stared blankly at Mianmian, who was smiling brightly. In a trance, it seemed as if time had flowed again, and he returned to the ancient world where wars were raging and people were living in misery.
It saw again the young General Yun, who played with cats and dogs in the border town every day, ran around the streets with a runny-nosed child chasing after a vendor selling candy men, but was always respected and loved by the people on the border.
Hearing its whisper, the little girl standing on the eaves facing the wind raised her eyebrows and looked at it. The smile in her eyes became more intense, but her voice was still as soft as that of a child.
"Whether I am a little general or little cotton, I am still myself."
Countless mission worlds, countless identities and backgrounds, even if different experiences have created different personalities, Yunmian is just Yunmian.
Similarly, no matter which world Yunjin is from or what her personality is, she will only be Yunmian’s mother.
It doesn’t matter if there is no love now. In so many worlds, Mom always loved Mianmian first and for a long time before getting Mianmian’s response. In this world, it is Mianmian’s turn to love Mom first.
This time, Mianmian will love her wholeheartedly and seriously like her mother did before.
Yunkong looked at the child whose expression was no longer as depressed and aggrieved as before, and then looked at the bright moon hanging in the night sky behind Mianmian, and suddenly he felt a sense of openness as if the clouds had parted and the moon was visible.
"Yes!" It agreed heavily: "It doesn't matter what kind of Mianmian you are. Mianmian will always be my host. I will accompany you through endless reincarnations in endless years!"
Yun Jin stood on the roof, the rustling evening breeze made the corners of her skirt flutter up and down, but she paid no attention to it and only focused on looking at the little person in front of her.
The Sword of Killing Evil is her natal sword.
Although the natal sword has a spirit, it is impossible for it to say to Yun Jin the words above, that is, to stay together through life and death.
Because Yunjin is just like the Zhue Sword, they have good intentions but are heartless.
Yun Jin was born without emotions, and the Sword of Killing Evil is a weapon of great evil that can easily trigger the greatest greed and fear in the heart of a cultivator.
Therefore, Yunjin and Zhu'e Sword are praised by everyone in the immortal cultivation world as the most suitable sword and sword master.
But if someone talks about the most ruthless sword and sword master, it is still Yunjin and the Zhue Sword.
The Sword of Zhue Evil is the natal sword that is the least like a natal sword.
Yun Jin is the sword cultivator who least resembles a sword cultivator.
The sword is the most important companion in a sword cultivator's life, but the Evil-Slaying Sword is just a weapon that Yun Jin is comfortable using, nothing more.
This is also why the Sword of Zhue Evil could be taken away by Yun Mian without any resistance while Yun Jin was practicing.
Like Yunjin, it does not regard Yunjin as a sword master who needs to follow it through life and death.
Perhaps it is still secretly looking forward to Yun Jin's early death, so that it will not have to break into a useless sword with Yun Jin's death, and can continue to freely look for the next sword master.
But why can the so-called system, which is also a "tool", easily make such a heavy promise to Yunmian?
Is Canglan's system equally loyal to Canglan?
Yun Jin's eyes reflected Yun Mian's small figure. She frowned slightly and found that the doubts in her heart today were not only not resolved, but as time passed, the confusion and bewilderment accumulated more and more.
Under her gaze, the little girl changed from standing to sitting, and then from sitting to lying on the green dragon statue with her head tilted while holding the sword to kill evil. Finally, the child's eyelids gradually closed as the firelight in front of her dimmed.
Yunkong jumped around blankly above Mianmian’s head.
Just sleeping like this?!
No...can't we at least find a room and a bed?
When other children run away from home, they know to hide under a bridge or in a cave, but Mianmian is different. She just lies on the eaves of someone's house, closes her eyes and falls asleep.
It seems a bit miserable...
Just when Yunkong was trying to wake up the child and persuade her to rent an inn to spend the night, a cold and aloof swordsman in white clothes appeared silently on the roof.
Yunkong was so scared that he almost fell off the roof. For a moment he thought he had returned to the supernatural world and saw a ghost.
When it realized that its host mother had probably been hiding and following behind Mianmian, Yunkong breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, and a little joy quietly emerged in his heart.
When Mianmian wakes up, I must tell her this surprise, so that Mianmian won’t be as sad as before.
"Mianmian, you are right! Every you is you, and every your mother is also your mother!"
"You are like in a fairy tale world now. You sleep in the sand in the flower pot, and your mother will come and take you home."
"Mianmian, I have recorded this scene. When you wake up, we can watch it together hundreds or thousands of times!"
"Mianmian, your mother..."
Yunjin could not see the existence of Yunkong, but she could hear its mumbling, sometimes with nostalgia and sometimes with excitement.
She paused as she bent over to pick up the little guy. Listening to the voice of the system that not only did not stop but became even more excited, a sentence inexplicably emerged in Yun Jin's mind:
The object resembles its owner.
She used to think Yunmian was noisy.
Now it seems that the little guy's system is not very quiet.
It's dawn.
The city of Fusheng was completely in an uproar over several pieces of news.
One: Luoyan Tower, one of the three major forces in Fusheng City, was burned down by fire. When the manager Chen Granny and others in the building were found, their bodies had been burned to charcoal. According to Dan Xiu, an insider, the murderer was most likely a five-year-old child.
Second: Last night, a young succubus suddenly appeared in the city. Relying on the unique talents of the succubus, it cheated the major business houses of the three tribes in the city of 70% of their profits in half a month overnight.
Third: Before daybreak, all the “victims” affected by Luoyan Tower and major commercial companies went to the City Lord’s Mansion cursing and crying to seek justice.
But they disappeared without a trace after they entered. According to a powerful person in the city, the City Lord's Mansion might be completely shrouded by an unknown large-scale illusion, so everyone who entered was lost alive or dead.
Three seemingly absurd pieces of news were confirmed one by one after dawn, causing the entire Fusheng City to be in an uproar.
Some people went to visit the burnt-out Luoyan Tower, while others secretly laughed at how all the major business houses had lost their pants due to a young demon cub.
There were also people gathered near the City Lord's Mansion. They were curious about the so-called illusion and were eager to try it out, but were also afraid that they would never get out after entering it, so they pointed at the City Lord's Mansion and talked about it.
Of course, while joining in the fun, one cannot help but fly into the air on a flying instrument and take a closer look at the Duobao Pavilion which has collapsed into ruins.
On this day, the bustle of Fusheng City was far greater than when the legend of the immortal seed first came out.
The instigator of all this, groaned as he crawled out of the quilt when the sun was shining on his butt. He sat on the edge of the bed with a mess of hair on his head, and yawned in a daze.
After waking up, Yunmian subconsciously looked for her mother.
After spending tens of thousands of nights and days together in countless worlds, she seemed to have developed some kind of conditioned reflex.
For example, when he found his mother sitting with her clothes on and practicing seriously, he would follow his instinct and slowly crawl to his mother's side, lift her hand and crawl into her arms, then find a comfortable position in her arms, tilt his head, and continue to lie in her arms and take a nap obediently and comfortably.
Yunkong wanted to remind her several times, but in the end he just endured it because of Yunjin's inaction.
Until Mianmian fell asleep again, the light ball dog glanced at Yunjin, who had opened his eyes and looked down at Mianmian as expected, and suddenly sighed wistfully.
"Forget it, what's the point of loving or not? It's just a matter of one person willing to fight and the other willing to be beaten. And you still say that if you don't have feelings, you won't love Mianmian... I will never believe in such an outrageous illusion again!"
At this time, Yun Jin did not pay attention to what Yun Kong said as before.
Her arms were warm and cozy. The child, with the warmth of the quilt after waking up in the morning, nestled in her arms like a little sun and could not be refused.
Too close.
The tender face was lying on her heaving heart, the small hands naturally wrapped around her waist and abdomen, the small ball curled up in her arms, so close that Yun Jin could easily hear the little guy's steady and shallow breathing without concentrating.
Like a kitten that yawns and then continues to snore sleepily, Yun Jin's body was stiff and tense, and after a long while he exhaled very slowly.
She had never been so nervous in her life.
Yesterday and today seemed to have stirred up all the emotions of her life, making it impossible for her to remain calm.
Not to mention concentrating on practicing.
Yun Jin could only stop practicing, restrain his consciousness, and wait like a sculpture for the little one in his arms to wake up.
Yunkong secretly saved a lot of pictures and videos.
He was clearly feeling uncomfortable but he never woke Mianmian up. When Mianmian woke up, he looked cold and heartless and unapproachable...
Mianmian’s mother is really good at saying one thing and doing another!!
Yunkong couldn't help but click his tongue in his heart: I didn't expect that the boss would be such a big boss!
However, before it could peek at more of Yunjin's unnatural scenes, a familiar black cat rushed into the room.
Yunkong watched the black cat rush towards Mianmian, and then was slapped to the ground by Yunjin's sword energy and smashed into a puddle of cat food.
Before Maobing Xiaowu could get angry, another creature that looked like a snake but wasn't a snake suddenly jumped in. When it was halfway towards Mianmian, it was slapped down by another sword energy, easily achieving a double kill.
Yunkong: "QAQ!!"
Fortunately, it wasn’t me who pounced on Mianmian.
The boss is worthy of being the boss. No matter which world he is in, his cruelty is not something that I can afford to offend.
I thought that Mianmian could sleep peacefully until she woke up naturally, but within half an incense stick of time, the mansion was surrounded by many monks in three layers inside and outside, and no one could get out.
Yunkong flew out and looked up at the densely packed monks in the sky, then flew back and stared at the two groups of creatures on the ground, saying in a gloomy tone: "Tell me, we were separated for just one day, what trouble did you get into?"
The black cat Bingbing meowed weakly, and Yunkong translated it into animal language: Didn't I just borrow some money from them? The little brat transformed before me. Although I lost, I can definitely buy some freedom from her with the money!
Dragon Snake Biscuit rolled his eyes and hissed. Yunkong continued to translate: I lose, but I am a noble sacred beast! My master must be the best in the world, so I will set a small goal first, to help her take the position of the Lord of Fusheng City!
Yunkong: "..."
After being silent for a long time, it finally couldn't hold back and angrily knocked on their heads twice, roaring: "You are so powerful, why don't you hurry up to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun!?"
At the same time, the cultivator outside, who was also teased and filled with anger, said in a cold voice: "Listen, everyone inside, if you are unwilling to hand over those two evil beasts who are stirring up trouble within half an incense stick of time, then this mansion will be your burial place today!!"
Yun Jin's cold gaze swept over the disheveled black cat and mirage beast on the ground. She recognized the black cat and could understand their conversation with the system.
Therefore, she realized at this moment that these two actually had a soul contract bound to Mianmian.
So the words that flashed through my mind last night appeared in my mind again.
The object resembles its owner.
The little guy in her arms first smashed the Duobao Pavilion, and then burned down the Luoyan Tower. Her two contractors were not much behind. In just one day, the three little ones tacitly offended all the forces, big and small, in the entire Fusheng City.
Even though she was as calm and indifferent as Yunjin, facing the current situation where she was surrounded by enemies on all sides, she couldn't help but raise her hand to rub her aching brow.
She even felt vaguely thankful that she had returned on the day the three little ones transformed, otherwise she could not imagine what the more difficult consequences would be.
Although it seems that it is out of control now.
Yun Jin pushed open the door, and in full view of everyone, he calmly walked out of the room holding the sword to kill evil.
Behind him, Yunkong looked at the little girl who secretly opened her eyes in surprise, and couldn't help but wonder whether she had really slept in the nap she had just taken.
The two little ones on the ground have already climbed up, squatting on Yunmian's shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, just like the guardian beasts on the eaves last night.
They hung their heads and ears listlessly, not at all the reckless and reckless spirit they had when they made the bet with Yunmian.
But they still felt justified, chattering in Yunmian's ears, saying over and over again that they had done nothing wrong.
Yun Mian tied up their chattering mouths with puppet strings, and also hid her body, secretly lying at the door and looking out.
Yunkong: "..."
Like mother, like daughter.
If you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same door, so all the family members, big and small, are of the same lineage!!
Two-in-one update. I was too busy with my schedule today and couldn’t go back to Chengdu. I’ll make up for the rest tomorrow!
Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine:
1 Zishujun;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Sun 18 bottles;
Hua Yin 17 bottles;
Fu Sheng, is Xiao Xi & Ya, biu~biu~biu~ 10 bottles;
2 bottles of Yansi Sheng;
Weeds 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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