Chapter 90 Chapter 90 Tell me... about your past life? ...
Ji Chu was stunned when he heard this.
Killing her senior brother to avenge herself in her previous life?
Meng Yuci's eyes swept across the black air swirling beneath her and he deliberately asked:
"You don't dare?"
"Ji Chu, when you died under Shao Wei's sword, didn't you ever think of killing me for revenge?"
He saw Ji Chu move and want to get up.
However, the black energy that was entangled with her increased its strength, tied her up more tightly and pulled her to the ground. She lost her strength again, as if she was sinking into a quagmire from which it was difficult to escape.
The black energy spread along her skin and onto her face, almost burying her completely. Only her eyes were left, and now they were covered with a layer of gloomy mist, not as lively as before.
Meng Yuci wanted to rush over to save her, but the gap between reality and illusion was as huge as a chasm.
He couldn't cross that line.
Other people who entered the Tianxuan Secret Realm should have encountered similar situations.
People's fears vary, and the degree of danger of illusions will also vary.
Death is undoubtedly the most difficult to overcome.
"Ji Chu."
Meng Yuci spoke again:
"When you killed Chen Ke, Xue Wanning, and Xue Xianchen, weren't you very decisive? Why are you hesitating now?"
His tone was calm, but with a hint of smile:
"Could it be that... I could be so cruel as to kill you, but you couldn't bear to kill me? Ji Chu, how could you be such a soft-hearted person?"
"no!"
Ji Chu was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his fur immediately exploded:
"I hate you! You're so heartless to me, how could I not have the heart to kill you?!"
She subconsciously wanted to stand up, but the pain from the sword piercing her heart prevented her from exerting any strength.
The black energy was like a cradle that lulled people to sleep, strangling her and entwining into her blood, constantly deepening her feelings of fatigue and despair.
She really couldn't stand up. She had been killed by a sword and she no longer had the strength to resist...
The vision was soon completely blocked by the spreading black fog.
Her entire body was wrapped in black air, like a cocoon that was tightly trapped.
…
Suddenly, with a "crack", the cocoon cracked vertically, as if it exploded from the middle, and blood flowed out from the crack.
It was Ji Chu who tore open the black air that trapped her, struggled, and stretched out a hand from it.
First her hands, then her upper body, and finally she actually stood up from the black mist.
There was a sound of breaking adhesion, which was creepy.
Her figure was translucent, with many black lines connecting behind her.
Those lines connected all the way to the "Ji Chu" who was kneeling on the ground, as if she was a soul that had torn apart her flesh, bones and blood and stood up from her dead body.
The meridians are connected, the pain is connected, and if you relax even a little, you will be pulled back again, pulled back into the body that has died once and can only wait to die.
Relying on his hatred for his senior brother and his desire for revenge, Ji Chu endured the pain like broken bones and cramps and took a step forward.
The strings that held me together behind me began to break.
The very crisp and pleasant "crackling" sound continued, interlaced and overlapped.
As she moved and the black line broke, the body of "Ji Chu" on the ground seemed to lose its life, becoming stiff and weird inch by inch from bottom to top, and finally became the appearance of the puppets seen before.
There was an ordinary long sword stuck in the puppet's heart.
Ji Chu himself seemed to have new bones and blood growing out of his soul, and his translucent shadow was gradually filled with flesh and blood.
By the time she stepped on the edge of the shattered illusion and stood in front of Meng Yuci, she had completely returned to normal.
There was no death, nor any sword wound.
All the despair and pain of dying were left to the puppet.
Her face was pale, but her eyes were surprisingly bright, as if they were burning with two flames.
Then she raised her sword.
"Well done."
Meng Yuci smiled and spread his arms, clearly indicating that he would not resist and would let her do what she wanted, but it also seemed like a hug.
Ji Chu stabbed without hesitation——
With a "puff", blood gushed out.
The crumbling illusion was completely distorted and shattered at this moment, and the world was turned upside down.
Meng Yuci reached out to protect her in time, and the two of them fell into darkness together.
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Ji Chu covered his head with his hands, but a drop of water suddenly fell and hit his collar.
It was so cold that she couldn't help shivering.
Meng Yuci silently made the fire brighter.
At the moment when the world turned upside down, the senior brother held her in his arms, and then they fell into this not-so-spacious ice crack together.
She didn't know what was so strange about this place. Ever since she fell down, she felt that she couldn't use her spiritual power. She had completely turned into a mortal, feeling hungry and cold.
I think my senior brother didn't leave immediately because he must be in a similar situation as her.
A few people could still fit under the ice crack, but the top was extremely high and the opening was extremely small. There was ice all around, and there were many ice spikes of varying lengths hanging upside down above. It was very difficult to climb out.
There was not a single thing to eat, drink or keep warm. There was only the ice surface that was constantly emitting cold air, reflecting Ji Chu, who was huddled in the corner, and Meng Yuci, who was constantly throwing talismans into the fire to keep it burning.
Ji Chu's gaze shifted to his senior brother's shoulder.
The large patch of blood-red was particularly obvious on the white clothes, and even seemed to be expanding outwards.
——The wound caused by the Xunzhen Sword could not heal on its own.
Although she is much more sober now, she knows that everything before was an illusion created by the Last God to deal with her.
But when she thrust the sword in her anger, she had never imagined that she would now be alone with her senior brother, in such a narrow ice crack that even turning around was difficult...
Ji Chu shrank into the corner, giving her brain, which had been restless since entering the Tianxuan Secret Realm, a rest, and occasionally stole a glance at her senior brother.
The senior brother burned the talismans as firewood without any regret. He threw piles of them into the fire, which made Ji Chu feel a little distressed.
During this period of time, Meng Yuci burned all the talismans in his hand and quickly took out another stack.
Ji Chu couldn't help but call him:
"Brother, please don't..."
Meng Yuci stopped throwing the talisman, turned to look at her, and said in a gentle tone:
"What's wrong?"
He felt a little regretful the moment Ji Chu called him.
After all, if you speak first, you will be responsible for breaking the peace.
But her senior brother's attitude remained the same, which made her feel much calmer, so she said:
"It feels so wasteful to burn it like this..."
Talismans are drawn with spiritual power. Who would burn them in piles like waste paper?
Besides, it's all ice here, and the fire is effective, but it only provides a little warmth.
Once the talisman is burned out, they will still have to continue to freeze, so why waste time on keeping warm?
"Aren't you cold?"
Meng Yuci asked back.
Ji Chu rubbed his hands, opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of mist, but still shook his head firmly:
"I'm not cold."
Meng Yuci raised his lower lip slightly, as if smiling, but soon regained his calm expression.
"I'm cold."
Ji Chu: “…”
She felt even more embarrassed.
Fortunately, I soon heard my senior brother say:
"Besides, the talisman cannot be used here. It's just a piece of waste paper. You don't have to feel bad about it."
Although he said this, the speed of putting talismans into the fire was much slower, and he could only barely maintain the flame. At the same time, he placed a large pile of talismans in front of Ji Chu.
As he moved his arm, Ji Chu saw that the wound on his shoulder was bleeding again.
She had no spiritual power, so she didn't know how to heal her brother's injuries, nor did she know how to talk about what happened before he fell, so she could only remain silent.
The sky above my head is dark and there is no moon.
The world is quiet and all is still.
When it was quiet, it seemed as if the whole world was silent, with only the fire in front of them still swaying. The occasional tiny noises from the burning talismans were the only sounds here.
It was unknown how long it took, until the fire in front of Ji Chu began to split into two, when Meng Yuci, who was sitting beside him, suddenly spoke:
"Tell me..."
His voice was a little hoarse and weak from not speaking for a long time. He paused after saying only two words, as if he didn't know how to describe it, or perhaps he thought of something, so that his expression became a little lonely for a moment.
Ji Chu looked at him puzzledly.
He didn't look at her, but only at the burning fire. The dancing flames were reflected in the center of his dark eyes. His profile was pale, and the firelight cast a little warmth on it.
He spoke in a low and gentle voice, but it caught Ji Chu off guard:
"...your previous life?"
Ji Chu couldn't help burping and quickly covered his mouth with his hands, his round eyes turning to the side in panic.
Meng Yuci turned around when he heard the voice and saw Ji Chu's frightened and panicked expression. He smiled helplessly:
"Why? Even now, you still can't tell me?"
He turned back again, poked the fire, and said in a very pleasant manner:
"If you can't, then forget it..."
"No."
Ji Chu put down his hand and said, "There is nothing I can't say."
She bit her lip, stared at the fire in front of her, and then said:
"I just don't know how to say it."
"It will be all right."
The senior brother said softly, "You can say whatever you want."
He didn't look in Ji Chu's direction, and his tone of voice was very calm and gentle, as if he was just having an ordinary night chat, which made Ji Chu feel much more relaxed.
She thought for a moment and said:
"In my previous life, I didn't become a sword cultivator, and of course I didn't become a music cultivator either. I wasn't able to master anything, and my meridians were damaged."
Before she opened her mouth, Ji Chu thought that it would be torture for her to say these words in person, and she would not be able to confess unless she was severely tortured.
But after she actually said it out loud, she felt that it wasn't that difficult after all.
Actually, it’s nothing.
There are definitely regrets, but compared to others, she is lucky enough to be able to start over and walk a path she likes. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?
Besides, that was her, that was also her, there was no point in denying or covering it up.
With a beginning, the rest of the conversation can be continued smoothly.
"I was extremely self-conscious at the time, so I secretly practiced Thousand Silk Puppetry. But I've never harmed anyone. I didn't want to see others look at me with pity, ridicule, or contempt, much more than being a feared demon."
"My relationship with my senior brother wasn't very good. We basically didn't communicate much. I didn't return to the main peak and stayed at Guangxuan Peak. Of course, Chen Ke didn't treat me very well either."
"At that time, except for Xu Ying and Jiang Chengxu, basically no one in the sect would pay attention to me."
Her tone was relaxed, as if she was no longer sad about her feelings at that time.
But how could Meng Yuci not hear the loneliness beneath her pretense of being relaxed?
"sorry……"
He closed his eyes and said in a tired voice:
"if……"
"This isn't your fault, brother."
Ji Chu shook his head:
"I've already said it, I'm the one who wants to destroy the barrier of Xuanhe Peak. Naturally, I have to bear the consequences myself, and I can't blame others."
She held her chin with both hands, looked at the fire, and deliberately avoided looking at her senior brother.
"Then I was plotted against by Xue Wanning and Shen Ke. They all said I was possessed and killed people. Xu Ying and Jiang Chengxu died, and I couldn't explain myself, so I ran away with Zhong Libai."
"Then, what you saw was what happened, Brother. Although I killed the Demon King, I was nearly devoured by the Last God, until you struck me with your sword—"
She paused, smiled, and shook her head:
"It's nothing, everything has changed anyway."
“…”
Meng Yuci looked at her.
She said "nothing", but she sat up straight without knowing when, clasped her hands together, pursed her lips, and looked at the fire in front of her with a serious expression.
His heart was in a knot.
He wanted to go over and hug her.
But he didn't know how to comfort her.
Is he a senior brother or an enemy from the previous life?
Ji Chu also felt the gaze falling on him, so obvious, so direct, that it was hard to ignore.
She felt a little uncomfortable and subconsciously looked in the direction of her senior brother.
At just one glance, I was captured by those dark and silent eyes. Complex and brilliant emotions were hidden in those eyes. Once I looked at them, it was difficult to look away.
"Why?"
Meng Yuci looked at her for a moment, then suddenly asked:
"You could have killed me with one strike of your sword, so why did you miss?"
Ji Chu was stunned and replied instinctively:
"Because I...I failed..."
Meng Yuci continued to stare at her without blinking, not missing any change in her expression:
"I once taught you that to kill someone, you must kill with one strike, either to the neck or the heart."
"You've always done well before, but why did you fail this time?"
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