Chapter 148: Terrible, long time no see.
Xu Xingxing imagined several possibilities.
1. She arrived in time and stopped Hou Yuan.
Second, Qin Feng arrived early and planted the injury-inducing talisman. At first, she was worried that she would not be able to hide the planting of the talisman from the eyes of Hou Yuan. Later, she changed her mind and thought that "he" would definitely help in private to complete this matter smoothly.
Third, no one can catch up, and all the people left in Kunlun are slaughtered, including Xu Yi and others. Then she will turn around and leave, hiding in the crowd. Anyway, the pendant will cover up her breath.
After thinking about this, she suddenly felt something strange on her body. She saw a red line slowly seeping into her brow like a thin smoke. This was a sign that the injury-inducing talisman had been successfully planted.
It also shows that the people she knew well are still alive.
Alas, it’s not that she doesn’t want to save others, it’s just that the injury-inducing talisman can only be used on ten people at most.
Xu Xingxing took a deep breath, and curled his lips with a stiff face.
It wasn't as happy as I imagined.
After all, she was dying.
Even though I chose it myself, I was still terrified.
Will Wei Yuan torture them or just end it directly?
If she tortures him, the man's injuries will show up on her body. It would be a good thing if Wei Yuan noticed something and stopped.
If it ended directly, she had experienced that kind of death many times in her dreams. It only took a moment and would not be too painful.
Her mind was still able to analyze calmly, but her body was shaking uncontrollably.
Xu Xingxing closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and began to explain his final arrangements:
"…Tell him that this matter is not his fault. It was my own choice. I am willing to die at his hands."
The light of the Book of Beasts flickered, and after a long silence, the mechanical voice finally sounded again:
"good."
"Tell him that I don't regret coming here. Even if I could go back to the past and make a new choice, I would come to this world again just to meet him."
The tears that had been rolling in my eyes for a long time finally couldn't be suppressed. "I don't regret loving him. Being with him is the happiest thing in my two lives. Also, please don't blame innocent people for my death. If you can, it would be even better if you can protect this world that brought us together."
As she spoke, it was as if Wei Yuan was really right in front of her, and she unconsciously began to use the second person.
"You'll agree to my request, right? After all, this is my...last wish. Although you gave me those gold ingots in the Qiankun bag, they are now more accurately considered my inheritance. I now declare you the first heir to my Xu Xingxing legacy."
She smiled awkwardly with a bitter face, but more tears came to her eyes.
She always wanted to say more, but she had no idea what to say. She tried to find some profound words in her chaotic mind, but naturally failed. She could only subconsciously repeat over and over again what she had said many times before, but she never got tired of saying it:
"Xiao Hei, I love you."
"Yuan Yuan, I love you."
"...Husband, I love you."
"Don't blame yourself, don't hurt yourself, take good care of you, whom I love."
At this point, Xu Xingxing was already sobbing uncontrollably, and she cried for a long time before stopping.
The Book of Beasts waited silently, and only spoke again after she had calmed down a bit. Xu Xingxing didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that it had softened considerably:
"I will tell him everything, without missing a word."
After a pause, he continued:
"He should be content."
Xu Xingxing still had many questions she couldn't figure out, but she felt there was no need to ask any more. Her heart felt light, her mind a mess, but she didn't dare to be quiet. Silence would amplify her fear and sadness, so she instinctively said whatever came to her mind.
With a crying voice.
"Is there no reward for making such a great sacrifice?"
"Sorry, this is beyond my jurisdiction."
"Can I see that so-called him before I die?"
"Feel sorry."
Xu Xingxing cried even harder: "If I die on Sili's head, she will have a nightmare. Can you sense it in advance and send me somewhere else?"
"I can only float you."
"That's fine." She wiped her tears and added, "I don't want to die so ugly. If it's too ugly, can you just cremate me?"
"...I don't have that ability."
"Does he have that?"
"I don't know."
"Can you ease my pain?"
"I'll try my best."
"So this was your purpose in planting it in my brain in the first place?"
"No, the mission will always exist."
"Are you a man or a woman?"
“…”
"I--"
The words stopped abruptly, leaving no echo.
*
Wei Yuan was only a hundred meters away from reaching her.
The woman who always looked at him with a smile, the woman who always made him very happy, the woman who would take his sanity with her if she disappeared.
Such a good woman, lying on the red snake's head, frowned and closed her eyes, feeling a little uneasy.
He was almost touching her, almost holding her in his arms again, and he never, ever wanted to let her go.
However, the next moment, the flower-like delicate woman exploded into a bloody flower in front of him in the way he was most familiar with.
…
The sky is falling and the earth is collapsing.
At that moment, all five of Hou Yuan's senses collapsed along with the woman's. He could no longer see, hear, or feel anything, his head was buzzing, and even his skin lost its ability to touch.
The air was completely dead silent, the world was filled with blood, time was infinitely delayed, and after an unknown number of breaths, he finally saw through the red covering the sky, through the thick blood covering his eyes, and saw clearly the blood mist of the person he cared about most in this world.
"It's horrible that you killed someone like that. How could a person be shattered into pieces like that? You can't even put them back together."
I can't put it together no matter how hard I try.
I can't put the pieces together.
What's so scary?
real,
So scary, so scary...
His body began to tremble and shiver, his throat became stiff and hard, his limbs became soft and numb, and his entire body instantly solidified into a pile of unconscious and dry bones. He dared not and was unable to move forward even a step.
But can't you see it clearly if you don't get closer?
His perception was so excellent, his eyesight so extraordinary, a scene in the eyes of ordinary people was automatically split into thousands of pictures in his eyes, every millimeter, every trace, every point, was completely stuffed into his mind without missing a single detail.
How that delicate body crumbled, how its thin and brittle bones were crushed, how the crimson blood spurted out...
Those scenes, those inch by inch, instantly became the biggest nightmare in his long life.
He did it, he killed, he harmed everyone, it was all him, it was all him!
His star, such a good star, the star that belonged to him alone, he did not protect it, he raised the butcher knife with his own hands.
How could this happen? How could this happen!
"Should we really open a clinic?"
"good."
Obviously, it will be soon, soon they will be together forever.
Obviously, I could live like in this fantasy world, and clearly, I could be with you every day, from morning till night...
It was clearly an ordinary thing that could be easily accomplished by ordinary people. Why was it so difficult for him?
Is the illusion just an illusion after all?
Why, why? Why is it like this?
What went wrong?
His body staggered, his back hunched uncontrollably, and large amounts of new blood gushed out of his eyes, nose, ears, and throat, making him feel like he was bathed in blood.
He finally reached the floating blood mist, but the next moment he was pierced through the chest by a sword.
"Yuan! What did you do to Senior Sister?!"
His eyes were fixed on the blood mist, and he repeated in a daze, "Yeah...what did I do to her?"
Hou Yuan took two more steps forward, and the sword plunged straight into his chest. Fang Zhiming burst into tears and said in a sharp voice: "...Don't touch her!"
No, touch her?
Why?
Why not let him touch it?
Why didn't anyone want him to be with Xing Xing? Why did everyone try to stop Xing Xing from running towards him? Why did everyone try to stop him?
Why, why?
He just wants a star, he clearly just wants his star!
Why do you have to hinder him? !
The dead silence was instantly swept over by overwhelming anger.
Are you worthy?
How dare you?
Who allowed you to shout like this? Who gave you the courage to bark like this?
Go to hell, all of you go to hell, this filthy world, this filthy mortal world, go and be buried with his stars!
Instantly, the entire world was enveloped in a thick black cloud, obliterating all light. Within the cloud, demons and black dragons roared and roiled, a terrifying sight. A fierce wind blew, and mortals fled, shouting insults. The faces of the cultivators who had escaped and survived Kunlun were grave, yet no one could stop the captivating aura.
Just as Fang Zhiming was about to be wiped out by the rage overflowing from the Yuan, he suddenly heard a voice nearby. It was not loud, but very majestic:
"Zhou Yuan, why don't you stop?"
At this time, Hou Yuan had been completely enveloped by the black energy and had lost all his humanity. He did not stop moving. When the demonic energy on his body, which was as big as a mountain and as vast as the sea, was about to explode, the surrounding scenery suddenly disappeared. All of a sudden, he was pulled into a world of absolute white nothingness. There was nothing in the world but only himself.
He was suddenly in a panic and had no energy to find out where he was. He suppressed his evil spirit and hurried to look for the blood mist. Seeing that the blood mist had entered this place with him, he quickly used his magic power to scoop up the slowly dissipating blood mist.
For the first time, he hated the brutal destructive power of magic so much.
His hands trembled violently, and he summoned all his magic, exerting all his strength, but he still couldn't stop the blood mist from dissipating. However, he refused to accept his fate, shedding blood and tears, and stubbornly tried to gather the blood mist, which had shrunk considerably.
"Don't waste your energy. If you stay farther away, you can stay a little longer." Suddenly a voice came.
He paused for a moment, then looked up. He saw a man in tattered robes, with gray hair, but he looked no more than thirty years old. He was squatting in the distance, chin in hand, looking at him. When he saw him looking over, he sighed, "The whites of your eyes are bleeding? Can you still see?"
Zhu Yuan regained consciousness, but he just looked at him without saying anything.
"I'm asking you a question. Are you stupid?" The man simply sat on the ground. "Are you so sad? That little star didn't die in vain."
The next moment, the black energy turned into a sharp weapon and stabbed at the man, but the man was not panicked at all. He just gently raised something to block his face.
bell.
Hou Yuan's breathing suddenly stopped. He looked at the bell and said in a deep voice, "Give it to me."
The man didn't beat around the bush and threw the bell directly to him. After Yuan Yuan caught it, he heard him say, "There is a last message from Little Star inside. Click it twice and you can hear it."
The retreating black energy attacked again, this time without any hindrance, directly stabbing the man into a human-shaped hornet's nest. However, the man did not bleed a drop, and even smiled at him: "Yuan Yuan, you can't kill me here."
Wei Yuan's gaze caught his outline through the red blood, his voice extremely hoarse, "Who are you?"
The man fiddled with the black energy that had pierced his eye sockets, still smiling, looking quite nonchalant: "I am the Heavenly Dao of this world, Um. Of course, you can also call me - Dad."
"Long time no see, son."
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