"Just wait. Feng Jiuming pressed one hand on Tonglai, who struggled to get up, "We will be safe soon." ”

Tonglai couldn't move for a while, sitting there looking at Feng Jiuming with his eyes wide open, but there was only pleading in his eyes: "Let go of me! Let go of my ......."

Feng Jiuming didn't pay attention to it, he didn't have so much heart to take care of the master-apprentice relationship between Tonglai and Yuesu, and now let go of Tonglai, just watching Tonglai die, here, he had to set aside strength to resist the oppression, not to mention Shangyuesu.

"If you want to talk to her, just say it here, she can hear her. Mo Sanci squatted beside Tonglai, "Here, you can also have a few words with her, and if you go out, you can't say a word." ”

Tonglai bit her lower lip and nodded.

Mo Sanci fed Tonglai another healing medicine: "Accumulate some strength first." ”

Tonglai didn't really want anyone else to see her vulnerability, but her master ...... That's the master she called from childhood to adulthood, and she came here just to take her!

After Tonglai slowed down for a while, he began to transmit his voice to Yuesu, Feng Jiuming and Mo Sanci didn't hear what Tonglai said, and they both knew that Tonglai didn't want others to know about this.

The pressure around him became more and more intense, as if a pair of big hands were twisting the ship, as if the ship was being twisted into a slit.

Feng Jiuming and Mo Sanci began to support the protection of the canopy boat with their spiritual energy, and Feng Jiuming had already scolded Feng Yi in his heart.

Mo Sanci didn't have too much emotion, he was just a little unhappy, couldn't he tell her what he wanted to do?

The space outside had been swept up, and Yuesu's voice rang in her ears, but she ignored it.

“...... Master......"

“...... Don't you remember me?......"

"Master, you can leave with me......"

"Do you remember, when I was a child, I always pestered you to pick the fruit of the green borer valley...... Together, we sneaked to the human temple fair...... We stole the flowers planted by Uncle Junior......"

"Master...... Master...... You're going to die, you stop...... Master......"

The wind and snow swept these light and sincere voices, tearing and throwing away at will in the cold.

Tonglai became more and more anxious and at a loss. Although she didn't know what was going on, she knew that if Yuesu continued to do this, she would definitely die, a real death.

Suddenly, she only felt a sharp pain in her body and spirit, and the restriction technique on her body suddenly failed, but she also had no strength, and her body seemed to be pierced by ten thousand ice picks.

Everything in front of her was in the dark, and she was like a blind man, until a pair of hands grabbed her wrists.

"Don't worry. "It's Mo Sanci.

She didn't feel any sound in her ears, but there were strange waves echoing in her head, and she couldn't tell what it was, only that it sounded like ...... I can't touch the ripples that I can't see but feel.

She couldn't touch it, maybe not, because the feeling just now was gone, and it was just a moment, and she couldn't keep it.

When she regained the light in front of her eyes, she was falling with the awning boat, and the short-term weightlessness of her body made her panic, but fortunately, soon, the awning boat fell on the real thing.

The canopy made a few turns on the surface of the lake, but it didn't make a splash.

The surface of the lake is still as flat as a mirror, and the moon shadow is in the water, flawless.

Mo Sanci helped Tonglai to stand up, and saw a dying spirit floating not far in front of him.

It's a moon.

Tonglai clasped his hands, brushed Mo Sanci's hand away, and flew forward, but passed through Tonglai's spirit body and fell to the shore.

Feng Jiuming stood at the bow of the boat, the robe on his body fluttered slightly in the wind, he looked at Yuesu standing on the surface of the lake expressionlessly, his eyes were not wavering.

Yue Su stared at Shangfeng Jiuming's gaze, there was no emotion in her heart, and her eyes were even more empty.

This is the real world, and all that remains of her consciousness and afterimage is she.

Still can't resist it, still can't change it......

After all, the goddess is just a title, in this world, in front of those who are truly powerful...... Small and humble.

Whether the world is real, whether she really exists, these things that are difficult to know and confirm, make her uneasy.

When she thinks of this, she only has boundless panic, and only her own consciousness proves her existence, so she wants to construct her own world with her consciousness to dispel her fears.

But the illusory world needs to be supported by reality, she is still only attached to the world that exists in other worlds, and her world should only start from her consciousness, her thinking...... She wanted to exist, to live well, to live freely.

She looked at the lake at her feet, still without waves, was everything around her what she saw, was it real in her eyes?

She wants to laugh, but she seems to have forgotten how to laugh, just like this world, in fact, there is nothing, she is dead, what does this world have to do with her?

yes, she's dead, real death.

In fact, it is better to be like this or to cease to exist......

I used to be so afraid of death, but now when I really have to face it, my heart is more calm than ever.

Since the conversation between her and Chi Lin Shenjun, she has never been calm again, and her heart has always been ...... There is only boundless fear.

In fact, she didn't know if she would continue the fear she had after being reborn, and her heart seemed to be empty, that kind of ...... She didn't know how to live, she didn't know if she was alive, she didn't know if she was real...... The intense oppression and pressure that held her back would disappear after her death.

After death enters reincarnation, it is no longer her original self, but it will not happen if it no longer exists, and she doesn't have to be afraid of it.

Sure enough, in fact, eternal death is the best and most real way to find eternal peace, and that's fine......

"That's good......" Yuesu opened her mouth and murmured, "It's also good......

She looked at the shore and showed a beautiful and quiet smile: "Farewell......"

"Farewell...... Tonglai said softly, the pain in his heart had been torn mercilessly.

The moon element disappeared, slowly disappeared, a little light, and I don't know where it melted.

Tonglai stood on the shore, there were blood stains on the placket of her clothes, and her hands as white as snow were covered with blood, and along her fingertips, drops of blood fell and fell on the dead leaves and snow.

The temperature is getting higher and higher throughout the dead leaf forest, and the warmth is getting stronger and stronger.

The snow melted and faded, and a drizzle came silently.

The canopy boat was shrouded in mist, and it was like a dream.

Tonglai leaned on the tree behind him and sat on the ground slowly, it had just rained, and the ground was not wet, but there was a fresh and clean smell. Under the rain, the dead tree was washed away from its gray appearance, revealing the original branches of the plane tree.

Grass sprouts began to sprout on the ground, and the soil was fertile and full of life, greedily absorbing the rain and passing it on to other life.

The earth is always reassuring, and the land full of life is the dependence of all living beings.

Tonglai reached out and stroked the grass sprouts, tickling his fingers as if to say hello.

She withdrew her hand, and the blood on her hand was also washed away by the rain, and it was really sad and sad to stain these new and pure lives with blood.

She closed her eyes and thought about sleeping like this for a while, but on the side of the canopy boat, Feng Jiuming suddenly fell, and Mo Sanci didn't know when she disappeared, she endured the pain and fell to the bow of the boat.

When she helped Feng Jiuming up, those eyes slowly opened, and they were no longer Feng Jiuming's eyes, they were Feng Qi.

"Fengqi?" Tonglai asked tentatively.

Feng Qi nodded, suddenly coughed a few times, and coughed up a hand full of blood, the blood became a mist, dispersed from his hand, and was full of dry burning taste.

The Dead Leaf Forest is no longer the Dead Leaf Forest, and they don't really know what is going on here.

They knew that sixty-seven years ago, there was a fire, and the fire was related to Yue Su and Feng Jiuming, but what about the details?

It's not over.

The two sat in the bow of the boat, neither of them said a word, they were both tired and did not bother with anything else.

The moon rained for a long time, and there was no splash on the lake.