Numerous memories flashed through A Yao's mind. She had intended to stab him in the heart with that sword, but it missed.
A Yao coldly drew her sword and got up from Lou Munan.
He saved her in a past life, and she owed him her life, so she wouldn't kill him this time. But from now on, they're even.
Lou Munan sat up and looked at A Yao, who stood a few steps away with a cold expression.
"I won't kill you this time, but from now on, we're severing all ties!" A-Yao said coldly.
Lou Munan trembled, his eyes widened slightly, and a voice from trillions of years ago echoed in his mind: "Lou Munan, from this day forward, our ties are severed!"
He stared blankly at A Yao, who turned and transformed into a purple rainbow, flying towards the sky and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The snow-covered landscape was littered with traces of battle, with huge blocks of ice and icicles scattered all around. A man with black hair and clothes sat on the thick ice, one leg propped up, the cold wind blowing his long hair. He lowered his head and clenched one hand into a fist.
Many long-forgotten memories flashed across his face. Long, long ago, he had loved a woman who liked to wear men's clothing, drink alcohol, and stand up for the weak.
They once loved each other deeply, but life is unpredictable, and even lovers who are deeply in love can eventually turn against each other.
He remembered her coming to him in her red wedding dress, begging him to let go of his hatred. She then eloped with him, and from then on they were a divine couple, oblivious to the affairs of the world.
His response was to pierce her chest with a sword; heartbroken and desperate, she severed all ties with him.
Later, they became mortal enemies. He unleashed a cataclysmic disaster, wiping out most of her people in the process. She felt he was beyond redemption, and killing him wasn't enough to vent her anger. After his soul was scattered, she set up a sealing array at the place of his death, so that he would never be reincarnated.
May he never be reincarnated!
But he still couldn't die.
"Hahahaha..."
Lou Munan burst into laughter, but his laughter sounded very eerie.
Love, what a load of bull!
Lou Munan reached out and touched the burning curse mark on his chest, his eyes colder than Yan Bing's. The image of A Yao's pained, angry, and disappointed gaze flashed through his mind, and a mocking expression appeared on his face.
"She gave me that look, but she clearly can't even tell you apart from me, how ridiculous! This foolish woman, she doesn't even know you've disappeared, and she says she's cut all ties with you, tsk tsk..."
"The love you have is even more fragile than mine, hahahahaha..."
"Pathetic! Ridiculous! Tragic! Hahahahaha..."
Lou Munan suddenly lay back, laughing wildly. In this icy and snowy landscape, he was the only black figure.
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The night sky was filled with stars, and beneath this beautiful night sky, a river flowed quietly. On both sides of the river were many glowing moonstones, and white flowers bloomed in the crevices of the stones. The clear river water reflected the stars in the sky and also reflected a beautiful figure.
Ayao knelt on a huge rock by the river, her head bowed, her mind filled with memories of being with Xu Fengzhi.
She recalled how, in her past life, she was chased and nearly killed by a demonic beast when he suddenly appeared and saved her.
She recalled years later, standing in a corner watching him in the crowd, surrounded by people, radiant with light. She finally waited until he was alone and mustered the courage to thank him, but he had already forgotten her.
She recalled her first encounter with him in the Demon Spirit Abyss in this life;
She recalled the way he had looked at her with such affection at first sight when they were at the Lu family home;
She remembered on the Snowy Cliff, he held her hands and said that no matter what happened in the future, he would protect her, even if it cost him his life.
She remembered that he had traveled thousands of miles from the Eastern Regions to bring her back a sprig of Mara;
She remembered that he insisted on giving her the Purple Cloud Heavenly Robe in the secret realm of Burial Dragon Mountain;
She remembered how she had carved a talisman on his chest with a hairpin, how he had looked at her with such fervor, and how his voice was as gentle as water. He said the talisman resembled her name, and that he would never forget her.
She remembered him touching her face;
She remembered him placing a flower wreath on her head...
Various memories kept flooding back, and finally she remembered that day when they came out of the secret realm, he smiled and insisted on stuffing the jade pendant engraved with his name into her hand.
Ayao opened her palm, and in her hand was the piece of white jade with blood-red patterns that Xu Fengzhi had kept for her.
Why? Why has he become like this? Was everything before just an act?
No, she didn't believe it.
She didn't believe she could have misjudged someone.
He is not Xu Fengzhi.
The moment this thought crossed my mind, it felt as if a piece of my heart had been ripped out, leaving it bloody.
She had her doubts, but if she admitted that he wasn't Xu Fengzhi, then where was the real Xu Fengzhi?
That cruel reality was laid bare before us, so stark and bloody.
Xu Fengzhi is no longer here. The one who has taken over his body is the demon who is hiding on the second level of the Burial Dragon Mountain Secret Realm. Xu Fengzhi is dead. He is dead!
A piercing pain seeped from his heart and spread to every corner of his body. He was dead. He could no longer speak to her, no longer gaze at her with loving eyes, no longer touch her face, no longer hold her hand…
Tears welled up in her eyes, and glistening teardrops slid down her cheeks.
She gripped Xu Fengzhi's jade pendant tightly, biting her lip so hard it bled.
She always felt that she didn't like him. After becoming the Holy Maiden of the Phoenix Clan in her previous life, countless people admired her, and many of them were willing to die for her. But A Yao had never been moved. As for Xu Fengzhi's admiration, A Yao even felt inexplicable, since he had never loved her in her previous life.
But if she doesn't like him, why does her heart feel like it's being torn apart?
Only now does Ayao realize that he was different in her heart from the very beginning. There are always few who offer help in times of need, but many who add to one's success.
In her past life, during that period of weakness, suffering, and darkness, she received very little kindness, and he was one of the few.
If he hadn't appeared on Zhaoyao Mountain, her life would have ended at the age of seventeen.
Later, she gained unparalleled beauty, noble status, and great power, attracting many mad admirers, but she knew they wouldn't give her a second glance at the seventeen-year-old girl.
Even though she knew he was just as infatuated with her beauty and strength as everyone else, she still distinguished him from the others; from the very beginning, he was different in her heart.
When did this "difference" turn into liking?
They say love arises without knowing its origin, and deepens with each passing moment. Why is it that by the time she realized it, the person she loved was already gone?
why is that?
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