Volume 2, Chapter 450 Qiqi’s choice.
At the main peak of Broken Sword Mountain, Ye Qiqi woke up in the deserted Broken Sword Mountain. She walked forward slowly, touching a stone platform there, with her beautiful eyebrows always lowered.
This is where the eldest brother sits all year round. He has been practicing here, and she has been watching him.
"A thousand years already? Time flies."
She looked beyond the vast sky, and that direction was also the direction of the Heavenly Road.
Her deep eyes were dark and bright, and her pupils were flashing with light. When she looked over there, the battlefield tens of thousands of miles away came clearly into her sight.
She saw the familiar figure charging, and she also saw everyone on the battlefield. Her pupils turned and the light continued to float. At this moment, she even saw the future.
She withdrew her gaze and continued to stare at the stone platform, her eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.
"It's only been ten years. Why did it take me a thousand years to forget it?"
Her slender hands stroked the stone platform back and forth, she was puzzled and hesitant.
She didn't remember how long she had lived, nor how long she had existed. Before this, no, it should be said that before she appeared three days ago, in her world, time was just a concept and never a unit of measurement.
She never cared about the passage of time because it had no meaning to her.
But until the day of awakening a thousand years ago, everything was different for her.
Time has a different meaning for her. It has changed from a concept to a unit of measurement.
Sometimes she feels that time passes quickly, and sometimes she feels that time passes slowly.
And all this actually depended on one person, which made her feel ridiculous and incredible at the same time.
A thousand years ago, when she was ten years old, she activated her so-called spiritual roots through a specific ritual in the Changhe Realm way.
At that time, the power that sealed her was released and she recovered her memory.
She remembered why she was here and the beliefs she had been pursuing.
She is the third soul of the Changhe Realm Spirit. She inherited the destructive attribute of the Changhe River. Naturally, she also inherited the destructive will belonging to the true spirit. So since she appeared, what she has always wanted to do is to redefine the Changhe River.
That is to say, to erase everything and start over again in order to make up for the mistakes his mother had made.
In her cognition, both her mother and her sister have always been the objects of her hatred, because she believes that they have betrayed their mission, betrayed the world, and betrayed the true spirit.
Aren't they born to serve order? Aren't they born to redefine the world and start reincarnation according to the rules?
Why would my mother betray the great true spirit for these tiny, ignorant and selfish creatures?
She couldn't understand. During those long years, no matter how they tried to persuade herself, she couldn't understand why they did that.
She continued to look at the stone platform, her vision wrinkled in a trance. At this moment, the past scenes were reflected there. In her sea of consciousness, the lingering figure appeared again.
At this moment, she seemed to understand something, and understood why they would rather choose to betray and die than complete their mission.
Since she was born, she has never cared about the life or death of others, even her own life. She controls the only destructive attribute in the world. All she thinks about is destruction. She has always believed that she was born for destruction.
But at this moment, there is one person she doesn't want to die. If he can live, she is even willing to exchange her life for him.
This feeling was magical and mysterious, something she had never experienced before.
But it was precisely this feeling that made her afraid and terrified, because she knew that if she continued like this, she would become like her sister, like the Jie Ling mother, which was something she would never allow. She hated them so much, and even despised them, so how could she become like them?
To get rid of this possibility, the only thing she could try was to forget.
So she chose to pretend to fall asleep from that moment on, trying to use time to forget everything.
Because that person once told her that time can dilute everything and make everything forgotten. If not, it means that time is not enough.
For some reason she believed what he said, or rather, she was willing to believe anything he said.
So he chose to spend a long time to forget this terrible idea. She wanted to leave, but she was always reluctant to do so.
For some reason, she just couldn't bear to let him go. It seemed that as long as she could see him, her heart would always be at peace.
She spent a thousand years trying to forget every detail of those seven years, the careful teachings, the roaring reproaches, the feeling of the gentle hand caressing her little head, and the doting in the eyes.
But the more she wanted to forget, the more her memories surged. Every detail would flash through her mind countless times, and every moment with him would be replayed again and again.
At this moment, she actually felt a little regretful. What was she regretting? She regretted that these seven years were too short, so she had so few memories.
As she was thinking, a familiar voice seemed to ring in her ears.
He is gentle and soft, like the wind.
"Qiqi, come here."
She suddenly looked up from her trance and looked around, only to find that there was nothing here except her. A look of loss appeared in her eyes.
The wind gently danced with her hair, and the corners of her mouth showed a sadness that shouldn't be on such a pretty face.
At this moment she understood. It was not that the thousand years were too short, nor that she could not forget. It was just that she had never thought about forgetting.
The sadness on her face disappeared, replaced by a smile, her eyes slightly narrowed, tears flashing in them.
"Brother, I haven't seen you for two years. Qiqi misses you a little bit."
As she finished speaking, the void in front of her emerged, and her eyes became firm, "Since you can't forget, then I will help my brother, even if it means becoming someone I hate."
At this moment, she understood what she wanted, she also understood her sister, her mother, and even more so her sister's intentions.
For the first time as a human being, she felt warmth. During those seven years, her elder brother had always taken good care of her.
She likes to eat the food cooked by her elder brother, likes to listen to his stories, and even more likes to lie on his lap and bask in the sun.
In short, she liked that feeling and was obsessed with it. Over the past thousand years, she would be depressed because she couldn't see her elder brother, and she would be happy because she saw her elder brother happy. She would also be angry if her elder brother brought back a girl, because she felt that this person would take away her elder brother's love for her.
This time she didn't want to escape too much. Since she couldn't forget, then she wouldn't forget. At least as long as she was alive, she would not allow anyone to hurt her elder brother. If that person was a real spirit, then she would draw her sword and kill the real spirit first.
At this moment, she made her choice.
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