When the morning sun shone down, the girl woke up from the bed in the hut, she did not remember what had happened the night before, she smiled at Ming as usual, said unbounded out-of-the-box words, and busied herself with her daily affairs, as if nothing had changed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But I know that everything is completely different.

Life and death are the laws shared by the Three Realms, and no one can violate them, not even the immortals of the Heavenly Realm, or the Yama of the Netherworld, they cannot change the established life and death.

Naturally, he is no exception.

Although the girl can live and act as usual, this is not a "resurrection", it is just an illusion forcibly distorted by relying on the magic circle he has set up, once his strength is no longer enough to support the magic circle, or she remembers the truth, then everything will return to what it should be.

-- It is the disappearance of everything.

Ming was very clear about this, so he began to follow the girl inch by inch, constantly supporting the operation of the circle with mana in the closest place to her, and was careful not to let her see all the scenes that might evoke memories, and when it was really unavoidable, he would manipulate the circle to reverse her memories as soon as possible, and never let her realize the truth of the matter.

Everything went well, but Ming was never able to shake off the gloom in his heart.

Although Ming could no longer absorb the aura of the yang world and turn it into his own mana, there was still a nether flower obtained from the demon soul, and the evil thoughts contained in it were enough for him to convert into a large amount of mana, at least it would be no problem to support the operation of the magic circle for more than ten years.

But what about after that?

He knew that this was not a long-term solution, but he had no choice.

As soon as he remembered that night, the silent red blood, his chest would tear apart, more painful than any serious injury he had ever suffered, and he would not dare to restore everything to its original state.

He didn't know why, he didn't want to know the emotion that scared him, he just wanted to keep the circle running, watching her smile at him.

But he knows better than anyone else that this is impossible.

He could only look at the girl's smile, at the never-withering hairpin that had been inserted in her hair, hoping that maybe at some point, time would really stand still and never flow again.

Eventually, though, she remembered.

The effect of the circle was rapidly fading, and the girl in her arms was too weak to stand, completely leaning on him, but her eyes were still so bright when she looked up at him, and her smile was still so warm.

"Little fox, you don't have to hide it from me so hard, I've already remembered it all!"

Her voice was soft, soft, like a feather in his heart, and his heart trembled when he heard it, but he couldn't say a word.

"Little fox, don't show that expression! It's okay, people always die, I'm just the time is up. And I died in my sleep, right? Although I died in a blur, at least I didn't suffer at all! So you don't have to worry about me! ”

Her voice was still so sunny, as if it had never been hazy.

"I'm really fine, little fox. You see, even though I'm dead, but you still give me such a long good time, which is already a lot luckier than everyone else! Moreover, I can always be with you in the last time, always have you by my side, what could make me happier and happier than this? ”

Narrowing her eyes gently, she looked at him earnestly and wistfully.

"Enough, little fox, I'm happy enough, and you've done enough for me."

"Thank you, little fox...... Thank you for meeting me, thank you for always being there for me, thank you for everything you have done for me......"

The warm voice gradually weakened, she tried to raise her hand with little strength, and her cold fingertips gently touched his cheek, she looked at him in a daze for a moment, her eyes flickering slightly.

“…… Thank you...... Cry for me. ”

The temperature of her body was getting away a little bit, and her voice was getting weaker and weaker, and she couldn't help but shake slightly if she refused to leave his sight.

She knew that time was running out.

He knew that there was no way to change it.

She slowly opened a shallow, happy smile, gradually losing her focus but still stubbornly stopping at him, her faint voice still overflowing with soft tenderness.

"Little fox, I'...... Let's go first, and when you come, I'll make fish for you to eat......"

"Goodbye...... Little Fox ......"

“…… I...... I like you the most......"

She curled her eyes gently, then slowly lowered them, hiding all their sparkle.

The gentle and sunny voice never sounded again.

As he sat on the ground, he gradually tightened his arms, as if he didn't want the residual warmth to go away, and from the corners of his lips overflowed a trembling whisper.

"...... 'goodbye'...... ......"

Looking at her as if she was asleep, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, outlining a bitter arc.

He couldn't do anything.

He could only watch her smile in his arms, watch her slowly fade away in a gentle smile, but he couldn't stop anything, nothing could be done.

Even her last wish could not be fulfilled.

“…… How is it possible to ...... 'goodbye'? ”

The vision gradually blurred, and the strange, hot liquid finally slipped down and soaked into the dirt.

Consciousness, little by little, is engulfed in black.

Nothing, black.

The Lion Mountain Demon Tomb, in a carefully tended cave.

Feeling the familiar aura approaching, he didn't look at the clear sitting at the table, so he sneered behind him: "It's been so long, and you haven't disappeared yet?" ”

The breath behind him stopped, and then the voice with a smile sounded.

"Thank you for that."

Qing smiled disdainfully, and was about to say a few sarcastic words as usual, but she noticed that something behind her was quickly rushing towards her, she immediately turned to the side quickly, and saw a three-foot square wooden box fall on the side of the desk, and automatically opened the lid because it hit the ground, revealing four strange-looking heads inside, but in the next moment, all of them turned into black smoke, struggled and twisted and disappeared.

With just a glance, he recognized that this was his subordinate sent to the same place, and Qing's face changed suddenly, but he heard Ming's hearty voice sound again.

"It's going to take a lot of effort to keep them from going away right away."

Qing suddenly turned his head to look at him, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "You killed them?" ”

"How can it be called 'killing'?" Ming narrowed his eyes, smiled lightly and casually, and his voice was still cheerful, "I'm just getting rid of the garbage that is in the way." ”

After saying that, Ming didn't pay attention to Qing anymore, turned around and walked out, leaving Qing gritting his teeth in the back.

As if nothing had happened, Ming Hook smiled lightly and walked all the way forward, until he walked back to his room, and there was no longer any eye from others, the smile on his face disappeared cleanly, and his gaze slowly moved to the stone bed in the depths of the room.

He didn't need to sleep, so there was no bedding on the stone bed, and the beautiful flower hairpin stood out.

Slowly walked to the side of the bed and gently picked up the flower hairpin, his gaze was a little dazed.

He suddenly remembered Kono.

On that day, he held the blood-stained woman in his arms and left step by step with his back to him, his figure lonely and sad, and the world was colorless.

He couldn't understand how the peerless demon who sought blood with him and took pleasure in killing people could look like that because of the disappearance of a human being.

Until this moment, he seemed to finally understand.

Looking up at the rock wall, his gaze could not find focus, and he muttered softly.

“…… At that time, you were also in pain, right? ”

"But what good is it if you understand it now?"

Gently closing his eyes, Ming held the hairpin tightly, and the corners of his lips were bitter.

“…… There's no going back, Ono......"

You and I, both.