Self-love
“Hu, hu, hu…”
The girl loosened her grip, and the figure with the head twisted in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.
She stepped back a little bit, breathing rapidly, her pupils contracting violently with extreme tension.
Behind, in the corner under the city wall.
Lady Fu stood speechlessly on the chaotic street, looking up at her, "What a mess..."
Didn’t I tell you to take care of yourself first? This Miss Jiaojiao is so kind that it’s scary.
Outside the city.
Meng Qiyun shut his mouth.
"kill!"
Pingjiang Hou suddenly roared.
Hualala - the morale of a large number of soldiers and horses suddenly rose, and they roared and galloped forward.
This immediately pushed Meng Qiyun's horse forward in panic, and Meng Qiyun himself, who was unable to react in time, also staggered and almost fell off the horse.
"Little cousin, be careful."
Meng Shuangfu rode past him and said.
"Shuang Fu..." Meng Qiyun was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. Then he followed and killed with a determined look on his face.
The rain of fire was still falling, dropping drop by drop into Zhaoping City.
In the city, houses collapsed into ruins, and huge pits were blown out on the ruins, with fine drops of fire rain jumping on them.
On top of the tall city wall.
Jiang Jingzhao, dressed in red, walked down slowly into the air and onto the city wall.
Behind her, a fiery red figure, so huge that it almost covered the sky and the sun, followed and descended.
The fiery red figure descended from the sky in the early morning, shrinking little by little until it turned into a wild horse.
The wild horse sneezed lazily, swung its tail, squinted its eyes, and followed her.
The smell of burning fire filled my nose.
The sounds of fleeing footsteps, exclamations, and roars of rage and near despair...
Chaos screamed in my ears and jostled me around.
Jiang Jingzhao glanced at the two people in front of him and said lazily and nonchalantly:
"I will teleport you directly to the city behind."
As she spoke, she took out a brass disc engraved with array patterns.
As soon as these words came out, Jiaoxi was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, a relaxed smile appearing on his face——
"Very good……"
…………
In the city behind.
Jiang Jingqian walked out of the house, looked at the red sky in the distance, and smiled.
Everything seems to be going smoothly over there.
"Priest...Your Highness, why don't we go over there?"
Several young men who walked out from the side pouted and asked in a lost voice.
Jiang Jingqian didn't look at them and just said, "No rush."
Several teenagers puffed up their cheeks and responded, but they were obviously still unhappy and disappointed.
Jiang Jingqian looked into the distance, a faint smile on his face, and ignored them.
His Highness Jing Yuan would not let him go there.
He knows, he understands.
In order not to let His Highness Jing Yuan worry about anything, he stayed behind on his own initiative.
Next to him, several young men looked up at him cautiously, muttering in their hearts:
"Why does it seem like the high priest has a very strange and erratic temper in Nanwu and Xiyu, but when he's out there, he's very well behaved...?"
As soon as these two words appeared in their minds, the young men all shuddered with fear and their expressions became extremely distorted.
…………
Zhao Pingcheng.
The overwhelming sound of fighting and fleeing footsteps shook the earth.
On the city wall, everyone was running and dodging, unexpectedly leaving a large open space for the three people.
The thin figure in white suddenly moved.
Her footsteps were so light that they seemed to be floating in the clouds. She walked gently past Jiang Jingzhao, walked to the edge of the city wall, and looked out.
Jiang Jingzhao frowned, turned his head sideways to look, and paused involuntarily.
"No……"
Jiang Jingmang placed his hands on the stone railing and spoke softly and slowly.
As soon as these words were spoken, before Jiang Jingzhao could say anything, Jiaoxi's eyes widened in astonishment.
She subconsciously opened her mouth to say something, but instantly remembered their identities, closed her mouth, and her face was full of panic.
Jiang Jingzhao heard this and said "Oh" but didn't know what it meant. He just turned to look at the girl on the other side and asked:
"And you?"
Just ignore it? Jiaoxi was stunned and didn't answer for a moment.
Jiang Jingzhao was still looking at her, waiting for her reply - just send one first, and worry about the others later.
Jiaoxi came back to his senses and was about to agree subconsciously, but suddenly he remembered something and a look of anxiety appeared on his face.
Empress Fu!
She turned around hurriedly to look at the scene in the city behind her.
But what I saw in the city was a dazzling, confusing mixture of strange colors.
At first glance, it is impossible to distinguish between human figures and collapsed houses, and the field of vision is filled with extremely bright colors.
Jiaoxi abruptly withdrew his gaze, feeling dizzy and as if he would vomit if he kept staring for a moment longer.
She staggered back two steps, but was still thinking:
"Empress Fu, are you leaving?"
Right? After all, she had said that before. With everything going on like this, she would definitely leave. She couldn't just wait there...
Jiaoxi slowly turned around, looking conflicted.
Jiang Jingzhao almost laughed. Were these two people fearless and unwilling to leave? Was she here to save the situation or was she just being overly sentimental?
Jiaoxi lowered his head with a hint of guilt, and replied to Jiang Jingzhao hesitantly and apologetically:
"Then, I'll stay too..."
"Give me a ride!"
A figure climbed up the city wall with quick and decisive movements. She strode over and said with a smile.
"Empress Fu!"
Jiaoxi cried out in surprise.
Jiaoxi immediately turned around, looked at Jiang Jingzhao, and said expectantly, "Your Highness Jingzhao, let's go!"
Jiang Jingzhao hummed, and the array pattern engraved on the brass disc in his hand lit up.
An illusory array pattern emerged, grew larger, and enveloped the two people in front.
In an instant, the two figures disappeared, and the illusory array pattern shattered into scattered starlight.
Jiang Jingzhao looked at the figure in white on the other side.
As is her usual habit, she doesn't care what these irrelevant people think when doing things.
Her waiting at this moment was just out of curiosity about what she was thinking at the moment.
It's so hard to see the light again, isn't it?
Shouldn't I be running towards the light, crying with both joy and sorrow?
Why... don't you want to leave?
Don’t want to leave?
On the distant mountains, a swing made of vines swayed slowly.
Jiang Jingyuan looked in that direction with no reaction on his face.
If you don’t want to leave, then don’t leave.
This is just a choice. They just put the choices in front of her as much as possible, and it depends on what she likes.
If you are anxious and worried, you may be truly kind. If you are impatient and critical, you should examine your conscience.
What are you thinking about?
Jiang Jingmang looked ahead quietly.
The hazy sunlight gradually turned brighter, the gray sky faded into a clean and clear sky, and a cool breeze blew in gusts...
It blew away the flames of war, dispersed the raging fire, and the noise and clamor gradually turned into a faint whisper of loss.
She walked into the sunlight, but where should she go?
Powerless.
I was looking forward to it so much, thinking about it day and night, so why am I now bound to the same place?
At first, when hope and despair collided, I would cry. Then, as the tears dried up, I could no longer feel them, unable to cry a single tear. My heart was numb. When the numbness reached its peak, I would cry again.
But it seemed that even now, under the sunshine, she could not shed a single tear.
In the back, Jiang Jingzhao didn't urge or show any impatience, but just stood there, looking at the sky and the ground in boredom.
Anyway, with her here, nothing will happen to Jiang Jingmang.
Jiang Jingzhao originally thought that she would cry and make a fuss, crying out her true feelings, so as to satisfy her curiosity, but she didn't expect that this person would remain silent.
Jiang Jingzhao thought boredly, how strange, what on earth is she thinking about?
She was thinking about the past, Jiang Jingmang's complete past.
In the palace, he longed to leave for his fiefdom, longed for freedom, and waited and waited until finally, freedom fell into the fishing net.
Jiang Jingmang decided at that time that she would never have any hope again, because without hope there would be no disappointment.
At that moment, her heart felt extremely relaxed.
However, things don't always go as planned, or perhaps people just tend to be too sentimental.
I clearly told myself not to have any more expectations, so why am I still thinking about escaping and being free day and night in the Lin Kingdom Palace?
At that moment, she hated herself so much.
Why why why why why still looking forward to it, why still looking forward to it, why still looking forward to it, why...
Why can’t you learn your lesson!!!
Why do you treat me like this? Why? As long as you stop expecting me, I won't be in pain...
Isn't this to make our lives better? Didn't we agree not to expect or hope?
Why do you have to be treacherous and expect!!!
She cried until she was numb.
My heart is numb and calm. That's good. It's good like this. It doesn't hurt at all.
She didn't want to recall the past, but in the darkness, all she could think about was how free she would be if she left here.
While recalling the past, thinking about the future.
She fantasized that when she was free in the future, she would do what she had always wanted to do... What did she want to do?
A huge panic suddenly enveloped her.
What did she want in the very beginning? Why did she want freedom? Why did she want freedom? What did she want in the very beginning?
She can't remember.
It seems like I can’t even remember all the suppressed pain in the past, but I still feel the pain instinctively.
She started crying again.
As the invisible and silent messages emanated from the outside world, and as the day she would see the sun again rapidly approached...
Her numbness and crying became more frequent and rapid, as if she were crazy.
I hate you so much, I hate you so much.
We have all lost the meaning of freedom, so why is your heart still beating fast because of hope?
Can't you hear me? Can't you hear me?
Shut up, shut up, shut up--
I'm asking you to stop... hoping. Please.
Jiang Jingmang stood in the wind.
She looked into the distance, but her feet could not move forward or backward.
Why do I have to endure suffering when I long for hope and beauty? Because suffering attracts suffering.
The more you put yourself in a pitiful position, the more endless suffering you will suffer.
If old suffering is not resolved, it will only lead to endless suffering.
Does your heart agree? Do you agree?
It doesn’t matter anymore… A faint light penetrated her eyes, and the ink color dissolved into a warm brown.
Jiang Jing stared into the distance, motionless.
"call out--"
A silver-white arrow suddenly tore through the sky and earth, flew over the sparks, went straight up the city wall, and chased after the white figure in the high place.
On the city wall, Jiang Jingzhao raised his eyes nonchalantly and took a step forward.
The next moment, a chill suddenly ran up her spine. Jiang Jingzhao's pupils shrank rarely and he turned his head subconsciously.
The yawning fiery red horse's eyes suddenly became sharp, and in an instant, without hesitation, he stood behind her.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!”
A huge explosion, a terrifying heat wave, and thick white smoke instantly enveloped most of the city.
The tall city wall collapsed with a loud bang.
The countless screams and cries in the city vanished into nothing before they could even be heard.
In the thick smoke, the silver-white arrow made a sound of breaking through the air and stabbed towards Jiang Jingzhao's eyebrows!
yes……
I thought the assassination of Jiang Jingmang was a vent of anger by those people, but... ha.
Who would care about the life or death of such an insignificant person?
Only Jiang Jingzhao!
Only by dragging such a peerless genius down to hell, hahahahaha——will it be enough!!!
Jiang Jingzhao was falling in the air, and the invisible barrier spreading outward with her as the center was shattered layer by layer.
Her eyes darkened.
Oh.
She folded her hands, and placed the fingertips of her right hand on a silver ring on her left ring finger, then slowly pulled the ring outwards...
Jiang Jingzhao's mind moved.
The next moment, a figure in white almost fell from the sky and flew in front of her.
“Puff!”
Blood splattered, landing in twos and threes on Jiang Jingzhao's red clothes.
Jiang Jingzhao's face was filled with shock.
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