He held her hand tightly and didn't let go.
"We have never truly owned our own lives, Siber." He said: "Now, the power of the Nine Gods has been suppressed, and the inheritance of the Zewan family cannot be cut off. I hope you-"
"You still want to lecture me? Feng Qiqi!" Siber suddenly raised her voice: "--You say sorry to me now? If you want to say sorry to me, then live! Say it to me every day!"
"..." Feng Chang: "...I'm sorry."
“Bang!”
Siber punched the barrier.
There are many reasons to choose to hate. She should hate him, extremely strongly, and hate him who had killed her countless times.
...But she only needed one reason to choose love. She couldn't control herself from choosing love.
She couldn't learn to face the situation with only rationality.
Even though death had passed before her eyes countless times, she was still unable to face it calmly.
She always thought that since the number of times she could start over was "infinite", she must definitely achieve the best ending. Redeem all the lives that should not have died, save all the people who could be saved, and with her weak body, carve out a path to a perfect ending.
...But this time, he is not in the 'perfect' ending.
"Preaching has become your weapon of choice. I will suffer for the rest of my life because of these few words of yours," said Siber.
"Then congratulations on having this 'lifetime'." said Feng Chang.
"You're irritating me again," Siberia said.
She looked at Feng Chang and watched him take off the bright crown on his head.
"The Zewan family lineage cannot be cut off, Jiushen has fallen into a deep sleep, and you have also escaped the control of the tentacles." Feng Chang said:
"Siberia Zewan, promise me..."
He placed the bright red sacrificial crown on her head.
His voice was filled with a kind of forbearing tenderness.
"...From now on, you are..."
He put his hand down and looked at her steadily:
"The Patriarch of the Dome."
At this moment, the cursed black mud burst out from his body.
As if he was exhausted, his hands drooped limply, and his body seemed to be as light as falling into the clouds...
"...I'm sorry, Sibyl," he said.
“…Our fates are terrible.
But fortunately... this time, you survived.
fine. "
"Bullshit," Siber said.
He said nothing.
His eyelids slowly closed.
Suddenly, a fierce curse burst out from his body, like a twisted demon, spreading wildly -
The warm, soft skin on Siberia's hand quickly turned into running water and completely slipped through her fingers. Then the solid and powerful body shattered like a collapsing tower and dissipated into the air, leaving nothing behind.
She never cried.
She didn't cry when her mother was burned to death and her father died from a curse.
Now, her face is still calm and she hasn't shed a single tear.
"Feng Qiqi, you died again."
“…You always die in such an ugly way.”
She said.
She still kept her position against the back of his neck, grasping the ball of black mud in vain, until Su Ming'an pulled her away when he replenished the barrier.
With the falling and collapse of sludge,
This chasm formed by faith, growth and pain has finally been crossed by her.
She stood, her whole body stiff.
——Until it let out a desperate, bloody wail like a wounded beast.
…
[The little girl in red robe walked up to the little boy and said, "Feng Qiqi! Where have you been going crazy again? Mommy can't find you anywhere!"
"Don't call me Feng Qiqi, call me the Dark Lord - I want to lead the children out to the sea!" The little boy was excited.
"Sea? What is the sea?" asked Sissi.
"You don't understand this, right? The sea is something outside. In order to go out to sea, I won't be the lousy patriarch. I'll leave disgusting things like oracle sacrifices to you in the future."
"Humph, then I will definitely see the sea before you. Just wait, I will definitely throw this crappy position of clan leader to you and make you never see the sea in your life..."
"How vicious! Xixi, you are so vicious! I am different. I am very generous. If I can see the sea in the future, I will definitely give you the opportunity..." Feng Qiqi shouted.
"What if the gods drag me to sacrifice to them?"
"...Then I will help you kill the god."】
…
On top of the mud,
Siber took out a rotten colorful candy from her bosom, suddenly raised her hand, and threw it violently -
"Bang!"
The candy smashed into the rain-proof barrier below, bounced a few times, and was swallowed by the poisonous rain.
"It's rotten," she said. "It's rotten!"
She had imagined time and again that the misunderstanding could be resolved and she could run towards the sun and the sea with him.
...but she could only watch this man's soul flying away from her.
So many misunderstandings, so many deaths, this time, he gave them all back to her.
So she could never hate him.
Never.
"Su Ming'an." She said, "I clearly know this is the 'best' route, but I still can't help it. I want to reincarnate and meet the one who hates me but is still alive."
"You have no chance." Su Ming'an said: "If Jiushen didn't lie just now, after He fell into a deep sleep, the dome of heaven would not reincarnate every fifteen days, and there is no way back."
Siber wiped her eyes.
"I'm just kidding." She looked at him: "This is already the best ending. There's no turning back."
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