Chapter 392 Never Changed
Meng Qingyin recognized her lip movements and slowly reached out to close her eyes.
After a long while, she sighed softly.
The practices of the Ming and Qing dynasties seem to be beyond reproach, but those who died as a result will never come back to life.
Qin Feng strode over. She glanced at Ming Qing, who was no longer breathing, and couldn't tell whether she felt more relieved or saddened.
Forget it, she's dead now, there's no need to dwell on whether she was right or wrong. Let her apologize to Sasha herself.
Qin Feng shifted his gaze to Meng Qingyin: "What did she say to you?"
Meng Qingyin: "She said that the Trident has chosen me to be its next host..."
She hesitated, unsure whether to reveal the true purpose of the Ming and Qing dynasties.
Mingqing's thoughts were simple: first, she felt guilty towards Chen Sha, and second, she didn't want her death to sadden her friends.
So she kept it a secret.
Now that she is dead, are the living really indifferent?
Meng Qingyin asked Qin Feng a question: "What do you think your situation would be like now if you didn't have those painful past experiences?"
Qin Feng was taken aback, then began to think seriously: "Sasha is probably the happiest person; she must have tasted a lot of delicious food. Qingfeng is still the same, engrossed in researching crops. Yingying will inherit her father's pesticide shop. The equipment I forged is recognized by most people. As for..."
She glanced at Ming Qing, her tone tinged with regret, "She loved reading and adventure so much. Perhaps she would have become a teacher, educating and nurturing students, or perhaps she would have become an adventurer, leaving her footprints in every corner of the world."
"No matter what our professions are, I believe that our feelings for each other will never change and will last a lifetime."
After Qin Feng finished speaking, he realized that his eyes had become moist.
She raised her hand and wiped it off with her fingertips.
As expected, she was still disappointed.
They were such good friends, how did things come to this?
“Your feelings for each other have never changed,” Meng Qingyin said slowly but firmly.
Qin Feng chuckled self-deprecatingly, "No need to comfort me. Ming Qing is dead, and those grudges should be put aside."
"No, you have no idea!" Meng Qingyin raised her voice. "Mingqing has never changed! Everything she did was to protect you. You are her most valued friends! If even you forget her, it would be like erasing everything about her from this world. That would be the cruelest thing for her!"
Ming Qing didn't want Qin Feng and the others to know the truth, but Meng Qingyin felt that Qin Feng and the others had been waiting for Ming Qing's explanation.
She didn't know what Mingqing felt when she faced death with equanimity. All she knew was that if even Mingqing's most valued friend misunderstood and forgot her, then her sacrifice would be meaningless.
Qin Feng's eyes suddenly widened, filled with disbelief: "What did you say? Ming Qing has never changed? She did all this to protect us? But she said..."
She suddenly covered her mouth, realizing Ming and Qing's intention.
The Ming and Qing dynasties said that in order to alleviate their suffering!
"Before she died, she said, 'Sasha, I'm sorry.'" Meng Qingyin's voice was choked with emotion.
She understood Ming Qing's lip movements; she said, "Sasha, I'm sorry."
Qin Feng knelt on Ming Qing's body, sobbing uncontrollably, while Qing Feng also silently shed tears.
In the end, the two carried Ming Qing's body back to the village and buried it next to Chen Sha's grave.
As for that three-pointed knife...
Mingqing said it had chosen her as its next "host," but Meng Qingyin knew that by accepting this arrangement, she too would eventually face death.
Zhang Yan vehemently opposed her touching the three-pointed knife and even wanted to forcibly change its "host".
He reached out to touch the three-pointed sword, but the intense demonic energy emanating from it made it impossible for him to touch it.
Enraged, Zhang Yan forced his hand out, but his palm was immediately slashed by demonic energy. A wisp of demonic energy entered his body through the wound, and he collapsed, powerless.
If Meng Qingyin still had doubts about the Three-Pointed Knife's initiative to recognize her as its "host," she had no choice but to believe it after witnessing this scene.
Lu Cheng threw a demonized leech at Zhang Yan. The demonized leech absorbed the demonic energy in Zhang Yan's body, and Zhang Yan gradually regained his strength.
Chen Leying looked at Meng Qingyin with a serious expression and said, "No matter what you think, I don't recommend that you touch it now."
Qin Jiu was also very anxious: "Yes, this three-pointed knife is too evil. Becoming its host will definitely not end well! Although Ming Qing is pitiful, don't believe her."
Zhang Yan: "Even if one day alien life invades this place, we will not choose to sacrifice you."
Meng Qingyin smiled and said, "Look at you all, why are you so serious? I never said I wanted to become its host. This demonic artifact was crafted by my master, so he should know it best. I think perhaps my master has a way to make it work for us, wouldn't that be a win-win situation?"
She's doing very well now, surrounded by many caring and loving friends. She has no intention of following the old path of the Ming and Qing dynasties.
Who says you can only protect everyone by sacrificing yourself?
She wanted to make the three-pointed knife work for her!
Hearing Meng Qingyin say this, everyone was immediately relieved, fearing that she would follow the same path as the Ming and Qing dynasties.
But now there's a problem: apart from Meng Qingyin, no one else has access to the three-pointed knife. How can we get it to Li the blacksmith's house?
Zhang Yan's eyes darted around, and an idea came to him: "I have a plan."
Lu Cheng: "Tell me about it."
The atmosphere was still fairly cheerful, and Zhang Yan said with a smile, "Wouldn't it be better to just invite Blacksmith Li here?"
Lu Cheng patted him on the shoulder: "That's a good idea."
Meng Qingyin glanced at the time; it was already past ten o'clock at night. She wondered if her master had rested yet.
Just as she was thinking about it, Li the blacksmith seemed to sense her dilemma and sent her a message: "Xiao Meng, I've been thinking about it and I still feel that the three-pointed dagger is no ordinary weapon. How could a weapon absorb demonic energy?"
Meng Qingyin immediately replied, "Master, we have found the Three-Pointed Knife, but the situation is a bit complicated. We would like to ask you to come and take a look."
Without saying a word, Li the blacksmith arrived.
Meng Qingyin briefly explained the whole story to him, and Li the blacksmith was furious: "That Qin Zheng is too dishonest; he actually tricked me into forging a magical artifact!"
Now, he has even implicated Xiao Meng, who was chosen by the demonic artifact as its next "host." He feels he has let Xiao Meng down terribly.
Meng Qingyin comforted her, "Master, don't worry. You crafted this demonic artifact. Have you removed its demonic nature so that it can become a weapon that I can use?"
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