Chapter 137
The sound of the wind shaking the branches is the tearing of the rain of swords and arrows, and the clash of flowers and plants is the whisper of a lover. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
This ending is very long, Bing Qingcheng said to the tombstone for a long time, but it was still finished. She bent down and placed the book in front of Sanyana.
"After autumn comes winter, the season when we meet for the first time. The girl laughed weakly, she went back to her old days, with such an innocent and lovely look, he hadn't seen it for a long time, and she believed the smile of the youth as before. ”
"It's nice to see your smile at last. The young man looked at the maiden, who lay in the crook of his arm, and let him embrace her without hesitation. He tried to hold the girl's hand, but he didn't have the strength anymore. He felt that his body was getting colder and colder, but his heart was sweet. Ice Butterfly forgave him, and his most beloved girl, lay next to him, so close to him. ”
"It's like that snowstorm night, the feelings born from the cold and loneliness, just like the moment they met."
"When the snow stops, we'll leave here and go to a city far away, are you afraid? The young man asked the girl who clasped his fingers and clasped his hands. ”
"Don't be afraid. The girl's crisp voice is like a yellow warbler in the hollow. With you, I won't be afraid. ”
"Ice Butterfly, I love you. The young man struggled with all his strength and said that if he didn't say it, he would never have a chance in the future. ”
"I love you and don't regret it. The girl whispered in his ear, then closed her eyes. ”
"Asleep? The young man thought that he too closed his eyes wearily and fell into eternal sleep. ”
"The golden leaves fell in the wind, and in the warm sun, covered the young men and maidens with warm-colored quilts, covering their blood-stained clothes and swords-pierced bodies."
"But their countenances are so beautiful, they sleep peacefully, with a happy smile on the corners of their mouths, as if they will wake up at any moment to take a nap, abandon all hatred and hug together, have never relaxed before, and remove all vigilance and defense, it is such happiness."
"Until the autumn leaves that flutter like butterflies bury them thickly, and the silver snow covers the whole earth, until the heavens and the earth grow old, and the sea withers and rots. Spring is coming, the buds on the branches are sprouting, new leaves are growing, and butterflies are resting on the verdant branches. ”
It's over, I'm going back. Bing Qingcheng thought.
The moon is out! What would Minver say if he were here? The idea popped into his mind.
Probably disgusting, right? Standing in front of the grave of the dead, the hypocrisy of benevolence and righteousness, if you like her so much, just go down and accompany her! Minver would say that, right? He must have thought so in his heart.
But Minfer would not have said such on the surface, and he would have said in his velvet-wrapped, beautiful voice as coated with poisoned honey:
It's really touching, my baby Sanyana has such a good sister as you, she must be very happy in her lifetime.
Bing Qingcheng was about to turn away, and in the corner of the garden, a young girl in a white dress looked at her coldly.
The same long golden hair as Sanyana, an extremely similar appearance to Sanyana, the same delicate and beautiful, and pitiful.
"I hate you, Ice Orange." The voice of the girl in the white dress was hoarse and broken.
Elena, Sanyana's younger sister, a girl who can't even say her name. She has grown up compared to three years ago, and the appearance of Bing Qingcheng when she first saw Sanyana is almost printed from a mold.
But she's not Sanyana!
So Bing Qingcheng fled, as if he was panicked and scared. In fact, Bing Qingcheng knew very well that Mingfu didn't kill her four years ago, not because she would grow into a big beauty in the future, but because the same kind of people saw through each other. Bing Qingcheng also has a hypocritical and cold nature, but the growth environment is better, and it does not make her as hateful as Mingfu.
It's pretty much the same now. Ice Orange escapes, she doesn't want to come face to face with Elena. If you want to deceive others, it is best to deceive yourself, and in the face of the victim, her true form may be revealed, revealing her selfish heart.
Ice Orange walked through the corridors of the castle, a garden in the center of the castle, and if she wanted to get out, she had to pass through the buildings.
The corridors on both sides are inlaid with faintly lit sun lamps, which are slightly more advanced than grease alchemy lamps, which can emit a solid white light at night when exposed to sunlight during the day. Although it is called a sun lamp, the light emitted is closer to the moonlight, and Bing Qingcheng has a lantern model, which generally lasts for three years, but the light emitted is not bright.
I heard that an alchemist improved the generator, and the original intention was to popularize this energy, but although it is small, there is not a lot of diesel used to generate electricity. In the current Silver Moon Continent, only the Imperial Capital of the True Iron Empire and the Divine Glory City of the Southern Union Merchant Alliance have installed bright electric lights on the entire street, illuminating the night as if it were day. I saw such a scene when Bing Qingcheng used the crystal ball to divination, and if the prediction simulation line did not change, the entire Ice Sea Empire of the Unified Continent would be equipped with electric lights, and it would be transformed into a three-way world with water, electricity and ventilation.
Although I don't understand, it seems to be very good, but Bing Qingcheng, or "Princess Sha Shuo", can't see that day, when she is twenty years old, she will die on the eve of the succession hall. As a result, the Ice Sea Kingdom perished before it began to compete for hegemony.
This is the will of the native world, because in all the prophecy simulation lines of the Ice Sea Kingdom's immortal destruction, the unified Silver Moon Continent will fall into the hands of the "Traveler". The will of the world did not like it, so under the impetus of various forces, the Ice Sea Kingdom ceased to exist. But at best, its descendants no longer exist.
There is no problem with Bing Qingcheng, the problem is Windsor, she is the protagonist of all the prophecy lines, the queen who changes the world, destined to unify the continent, and fate and fortune are on her side. Just as the god of fate was on Windsor's side, the will of the world could not kill her, and destroying the Ice Sea Country would only delay time.
"It has nothing to do with me." Ice Qingcheng pulled away from her thoughts, and she pushed the frame of her glasses, "I just happened to have the ability to view the events of the prophecy simulation online. As soon as I send Windsor to the City of Divine Glory, I will immediately take possession of the Silvermoon Continent so that she cannot kill me. ”
Bing Qingcheng suddenly stopped his pace, and the short knife on his waist was unsheathed, flashing with a cold light in the dim cold light. She lowered her body and curled up slightly to accumulate strength, ready to exert force at any time.
The visitor was wearing a very loose yukata, which was a slightly plush dark color, and in the closed environment, the ice green orange smelled a good fragrance. The fragrance is warm, warm like delicate skin under the light, rounded shoulders, flat and firm chest.
"Even Shota's size is quite interesting." Bing Qingcheng thought silently, "I feel my heart speed up, and blood collects in my blood vessels. Am I really old? ”
"Ice Orange." Jiuye Yu smiled, ignoring Bing Qingcheng's posture, and grabbed her arm.
"Nine Nights Youjun, what are you doing here?" Bing Qingcheng sighed and put the knife away. I don't know if it was intentional or not, her knuckles scratched the other party's stomach.
"I live here, of course I'm here." Jiuye Yu quipped, "Xiaoice, you are still the same as back then, you are so vigilant in your own home, ready to draw a knife at any time, it is easy to hurt yourself." ”
So was it pulled into the bedroom?
Bing Qingcheng looked around at the bedroom of Nine Nights.
In Viktoriaburg, except for the bedroom of the head of the family, Muffer's bedroom, the other bedrooms are divided into several classes according to size and luxury, which are for newcomers who have just entered the castle, regardless of the level of luxury, these generally large rooms, double beds, wardrobes, desks, all kinds of furniture and other things are readily available, it is obvious that people are ready to live for a long time.
After living for a few years, according to my own aesthetic transformation, it will probably become a room like Nine Nights.
Bing Qingcheng sat on the only chair next to the round table, because there was only one chair in the room of the Nine Nights. Jiu Ye Yu was helping her to bandage the puncture wound of the tree trunk and wood thorns, because it was very troublesome, so Jiu Ye Yu was very close, he was lying on the table, and the lace-up clothes obviously did not stick tightly to his body.
"Ahem." Bing Qingcheng looked at the smooth and scarless "beautiful scenery" expressionlessly, and coughed twice.
"Did it hurt you?" Jiuye asked softly.
"Please wrap it up for me, I've already thrown out the impurities when I rinsed with water." Bing Qingcheng said. Then she felt a little cold.
She's not the kind of person who can talk to people, and obviously Jiuyeyu is not a person who is keen on chatting with people. Bing Qingcheng saw a large number of firearms and bullets placed in the room, and speculated that Jiuye You's usual life was probably very monotonous, and after he came back, he silently assembled the bullets alone.
The other party didn't speak, and helped her bandage it.
"Please don't do anything to hurt yourself in the future."
"I see."
Bing Qingcheng sighed, she thought the lights were quite beautiful, but the atmosphere was really stiff, she felt that she could go, so she stood up.
"I'm gone, Nine Nights Youjun."
"Did you meet anyone on the road?"
"No, Nine Nights Youjun, I have something to tell you."
"Really? You don't look like that. Nine Nights blinked at her.
His eyes were slightly melancholy, warm like a pool of autumn water, revealing a clear and lonely cold air, although not enthusiastic, but there was a flowing water, and he could vaguely see his reflection.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Bing Qingcheng asked suddenly, and then she regretted it, although the upper and lower sentences of the conversation between them were usually not connected, but asking a man she didn't know too well if he had a girlfriend seemed to have a different meaning.
"He doesn't like it, the head of the house." Nine Nights said.
"If you have any questions, you can also tell me, although we don't know each other yet." Bing Qingcheng wanted to leave here, "But if you have someone you want to kill, I can help you kill him." ”
Jiu Yeyou beckoned to her, Bing Qingcheng leaned in, pressed against her ear, and moved intimately like a lover's whisper, but the words he said made people faintly chill.
"Of course I have someone I want to kill, I can't kill him, and neither can you."
"Oh." Bing Qingcheng didn't speak, and bit the other party's shoulder.
She didn't bite hard, and through the soft clothes, the slight friction between her teeth and skin was more like a frivolous suggestion. The other party hugged her stiffly, or put his hand on her back.
Why? She felt like a wolf or a lion or something that looked like a trembling beast, a little white rabbit or a little sheep shivering. It's not the feeling of "eating" in the form. Instead, he was really trembling, as if it was his throat that had been bitten, and a light touch would have lost his precious life.
"You don't have to be so nervous." Bing Qingcheng lost interest and let go of him, "It's just that the smell of your body reminds me of a person, but you're not qualified enough." ”
She felt a little headache, and the figure of the blonde girl in the white dress reappeared in front of her eyes, not the substitute she was now. It was the deity, and she saw herself, standing behind the maiden reading the novel, who was sitting on a swing in the garden, her skirt fluttering.
The sun shone on the girl's golden hair, which warmed her snow-white skin, and she exuded a good smell. A precious smell in the castle, Ice Green Orange knows that the taste is freedom and happiness, and it is a clean smell that no perfumer can imitate.
But he still betrayed her, if there are countless parallel worlds in the universe, and every choice she chooses creates infinite parallel worlds, then this line is the world called the world of betrayal and abandonment.
"Please tell the head of the house." "I thank him for his hospitality, but I'm not happy with it. I will work harder to expect to be personally entertained and rewarded by the head of my family. That's it. ”
She looked at his face, which should be expressionless. After being silent for a while, Jiuye Yu replied, "I understand, and I will tell the master of the family truthfully." Do you want anything else? ”
"Do you have any bullets? Please lend me some. Bing Qingcheng handed him his pistol.
"It's also part of my job to provide ammunition to my family members, so you don't have to pay it back." Jiu Yeyou glanced at the pistol, opened a cabinet and took out a few boxes of ammunition.
"Thank you so much, goodbye." Bing Qingcheng took the bullet and left the castle.
After Bing Qingcheng left the garden, the girl in the white dress silently watched her back. The pages of the book that Bing Qingcheng placed in front of the grave were ruffled by the wind, and the sound of the rattling gave the illusion that the paper would be torn apart in the next second.
Elena stood for a while, went over and picked up the book, smoothed the pages one by one, pressed them to her chest, the night wind ruffled her hair, puffed up her skirt, she was like an ethereal and ethereal elf, as if in the next second, her emaciated body would be blown by the wind and leave this place.
"Sister, you are still remembered." Elena spoke softly, her voice pleasant, soft like the whisper of a nightingale.