Chapter Eighty-Eight: Dusty Memories
"Are we really going to be enemies of each other?"
Strange voices, strange people, and even strange feelings, but this sentence was unintentionally said by Xiaoying in his sleep, and Tang Lu, who happened to hear it, was like five thunderbolts, and his heart was reversed for a while, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
When the children of the Zero Clan behind him saw it, they immediately supported him worriedly, and then stared at Qianji and the little shadow in his arms viciously.
Like Qianji, the white-clothed Mo smiled and hated Tang Lu, the children of the Zero Clan also hated the girl who had been stationed in their patriarch's heart, to be honest, no matter what they thought, they couldn't understand why they would fall in love with such a girl when they were as good as Tang Lu at the beginning.
That girl doesn't have a beautiful appearance, and even the inside is not worth being remembered by others, counting it carefully, in the hearts of the children of the Zero Clan, that girl should not live well in the bustling Phantom City, she should have starved to death on the streets early.
But Tang Lu, who was once so indifferent, had a smile for the first time, but it was because of this girl who was recognized by no one in the zero clan.
I didn't know what the children of the clan were thinking, even though the pain in his heart was uncomfortable, Tang Lu still struggled to look at the girl in Qianji's arms, but the children of the clan surrounded him, and he couldn't see the situation outside at all, and could only vaguely hear the sad voice before, which had been replaced by a brisk teasing voice.
Moreover, the person she called was not him!
The sharp pain in my heart is really damn uncomfortable!
Tang Lu took a deep breath of cold air, the hand holding the sword actually gave up the sword, and pressed it to his heart, his mind was full of thoughts, not doubts, but his heart was not beating, maybe it wouldn't hurt.
"That girl...... What's her name? Swallowing his saliva, Tang Lu asked this question with difficulty.
The children of the Zero clan who surrounded him looked at each other, but no one spoke, and Tang Lu suddenly froze.
He understood that these people didn't want him to know the girl again.
Something must have happened between them before, and that memory is unforgettable, but the memory he has forgotten now is about that girl.
I don't know if the surrounding aura is wrong, the Netherworld City, which has just been exposed to the sun, actually blew a cold wind, and when the wind passed through Tang Lu's body, it directly invaded his body, reaching the place of his heart, and with just a whistling, it completely froze his heart.
Gradually sinking that kind and handsome face, he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he was most accustomed to not laughing, but having a cold face.
At that time, no one in the Zero clan took him to heart, and he didn't take the Zero clan to heart either.
At that time, he was the only one in his world, one person practicing swords day after day, and one person waiting day after day for the call of the elder or patriarch's father.
Spreading out his hand and looking at the old calluses in his palm, Tang Lu frowned, he didn't like the memories of the past, every thing was not what he wanted to remember, he didn't understand why he could forget part of his memories, but he couldn't forget these things he didn't want to remember.
"Patriarch!" In my ears, a familiar voice sounded.
Tang Lu looked up blankly, facing the closest peers in the Shang clan, his deep eyes blinked, and he couldn't reflect anything in the void.
"Patriarch, are you still thinking about that demon girl? If she is still influencing you, I will kill her immediately, lest she continue to plague the people. When the words fell, the child of the Zero clan really picked up his weapon and ran towards Qianji.
"You come back to me." Shouting out this sentence vigorously, Tang Lu shook his hand, felt that his strength had recovered, and immediately pushed away the surrounding clansmen and stood up steadily.
"No one can harm the innocent without my orders." Indifferent eyes swept around, and Tang Lu squatted down to pick up his sword.
His heart is still hurting, but his will is no longer as confused as before, and now he is the patriarch of the Zero clan, and the only one who wants to do a good job is the patriarch of the Zero clan.
Reluctantly walked back, the child of the Zero Clan who planned to kill Xiaoying seemed to be very dissatisfied at the moment.
After glancing at him more, Tang Lu's gaze turned to the white-clothed Mo Xiao not far away, who was still holding the life of his Zero Clan Great Elder in the hands of that former friend.
Walking towards the familiar white shadow, when he passed by Qianji's side halfway, he happened to see Qianji carefully pinching the face of the person in his arms.
That face is not necessarily beautiful, but it is very cute, and with the smile at the corner of his lips, he is completely like a big child, but the murderous aura hidden between his eyebrows makes this big child less innocent and more evil.
It is impossible for such a girl to walk side by side with him, because his world is like a glacier, and hers is still a fire.
Such a her, and only a person like Qianji who protects her wholeheartedly can be worthy.
A light sigh overflowed out of his mouth inexplicably, and by the time he found out, Qianji had already raised his head.
After his dark eyes looked at him, the compass in his hand was raised again, and if he didn't go away, he would definitely use the compass to greet him.
Smiling apologetically, Tang Lu resolutely turned his head and walked towards the white-clothed Mo Xiao, when he took that step, he heard the unsteady dream of a certain girl, and the words spit out between his lips and teeth were not clear, but they were definitely not for him.
If, as Bai Yi Mo said with a smile, he once really loved this girl, then he has forgotten her now, if it wasn't that he didn't love her deep enough, then there was some reason in this world that he had to miss her.
Like, if they're together, she's bound to get hurt.
For example, their respective positions are hostile, and in feelings other than love, they can only ...... Make enemies of each other.
After finally having that not a long road, before he stood behind Mo Xiao in white clothes, Tang Lu put aside all the thoughts in his mind just now, and the long sword in his hand was put into his sleeve, and then he politely arched his hand and said: "Your Excellency, can you return the Great Elder to me, my Zero Clan will definitely give you a satisfactory answer." ”
"Heh, Tang Lu, this time you remember to call me Your Excellency!" Bai Yi Mo sneered.
His body stiffened, Tang Lu gritted his teeth and did not speak.
His choice is not understandable to everyone, and the position he sits in can only be replaced by someone else's seat for decades, so he never asks anyone to understand.
It's just that it's just a forgotten love, why did it affect his only friendship and make him return to the loneliness he had at the beginning.
No matter how heavy his mind is, no one will share it with him.
Sure enough, the words that his father, who had never taught him in his life, left him on his deathbed, but it was true - no matter how complex and colorful the world was, people who stood on high places would never feel it.
A strong man in a high position! What can be tasted, there will always be loneliness.
Seeing that Tang Lu didn't respond for a long time, the white-clothed Mo Xiao glanced at him lightly, raised his hand and threw the Great Elder at his feet, and then said indifferently: "Tell you to tell the Lord of the Netherworld directly, I will give him to you, I only hope that none of you will set foot here." ”
Looking up in surprise, he didn't even reach out to pick it up from the Great Elder Tang Lu who flew towards him, he just looked at the white-clothed Mo Xiao blankly.
Looking at this friend, the figure of the folding fan swayed lightly, getting closer and closer, and then, passing by, never to be a stranger for life.
"Why?" He wanted to chase after him and ask him clearly, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't ask.
In his mind, he seemed to go back to the beginning, and calculated carefully, that is, three years ago, he practiced swords in a red maple forest, and at that time, he had lost that part of his memory, but he still remembered that he and someone agreed to meet in that red maple forest.
Then, the person who had agreed with him really appeared in the red maple forest, and in the end, he didn't remember anything about what they said or did, and the only thing that was a little vague was the sentence "Are we really going to be enemies of each other?" ”
Are we really going to be enemies of each other?
Tang Lu ignored the Great Elder who fell to the ground, just turned around, looked at the white-clothed Mo Xiao approaching Qianji, and after glancing at the girl in Qianji's arms, he walked away without looking back.
At this time, he suddenly realized that he had always thought that this sad sentence was said by Mo Xiao in white clothes, but now it seems that this sentence should have been said by the person he had forgotten.
Deep down, there was something to break the seal, but soon, on top of the seal that was on the verge of breaking, there was another layer of seals, no matter how hard the thing that wanted to break the seal, these layers of seals were suppressed.
Another gust of cold wind blew, Tang Lu raised his head in a trance, and the thick dark clouds shrouded the entire Netherworld City at some point, and between the lightning and thunder, it seemed that he could see the figure of the divine dragon hovering in the clouds.
"The rain in Netherworld is coming again." In the distance, someone said such a reassuring word.
When I looked for it in a daze, I couldn't find anyone who spoke, it turned out that those residents of the city who were hiding saw the black dragon hovering in the sky at this moment, and they actually rushed out of the house and collectively cleaned up the bloody wreckage around them.
A voice inexplicably appeared in my ear, familiar and unfamiliar, just like the previous question, "Do we really want to be enemies of each other?" The voice was the same, but not as bleak and sad as before.
"Legend has it that Netherworld is a city that accumulates the emotions of seven cities, it collects all the sad memories of this world, and makes obsessions turn into rain pouring into the world, so, law, if there is a person in this world who can cry for you, then her obsession with you must be very deep."
Such a person is difficult to meet, especially if you are as indifferent as you, if you meet such a person, you must not miss it.
"I ......"
Tang Lu spread out his hand, looked at the palm of his hand blankly, a lot of words swirled in his mouth, and when he really spit it out, there was only one word "I".
Heartache! It's uncomfortable! How can this be?
According to the words of others, the rumors of Qicheng, and the things he remembered in a trance just now, in the final analysis, it was really him who was the one who was responsible.
A word of sorry, gathered in his heart, he wanted to say it but couldn't find the object to say, so he could only hide it in his heart, squatted down and dragged the Great Elder up, and then walked towards the children of the Zero Clan step by step.
When he got to the bottom of the roof, the rain poured down, as if he was crying for someone, and as if he was obsessed with who was proving whom.