"What is Ah Cheng's greatest wish in this life?"

In the Mochizuki Pavilion outside the city, the man in white drank the wine in his cup, looked at the clear sky like snow, and suddenly asked her. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She carried a small wine jar, leaned on the railing at will, and said without hesitation: "Destroy the Mingyue Palace, kill Gongzi Xuan."

The cool moonlight poured on her clothes, and her indifferent and resolute face was dyed a faint red.

The man in white turned his head to look at her, "There is no other wish besides revenge?" ”

"Nope." She picked up the flask and poured another sip of spirits, her eyes reflecting a round of moonlight, cold and lonely.

The man looked at her figure blending into the moonlight, and a touch of tenderness appeared between his eyebrows. He smiled softly, "Then Ah Cheng knows, what is my wish?" ”

"I haven't heard you mention it, what is it?" She turned her head to look at the man, waiting for his next step.

The man curled the corners of his lips playfully, and he said, "My greatest wish is to see Ah Cheng smile." ”

Her hand holding the flask froze in mid-air, the flush on her face deepened, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

"It's not funny at all." She unnaturally turned her head away from looking at him.

"It seems that my wish will not come true......" The man shook his head as if disappointed, and stood beside her without saying a word. The two of them looked at the stars and moon in the pavilion together, each thinking about their own thoughts.

A gust of wind suddenly rose, blowing the bright moon in the sky and scattering the figure of the man in white. The original clear world seemed to be torn apart, and in an instant, it was replaced by another scene.

In the immeasurable mountains surrounded by smoke and clouds, in front of the magnificent Mingyue Palace, a tearing sound resounded in the sky. All living beings were devoured in blood, like a bloody hell.

The black shadow stood firmly on the top of the cliff, like the devil of hell, staring at her with those empty eyes. She heard him laughing, laughing at her stupidity and ignorance.

Is that the man......

The man who was so powerful that he destroyed everything she originally had, turning her from an ignorant toddler into a cold-blooded animal who could only drink blood and eat bones.

She lost, lost everyone's lives, and lost the hatred she had held on to for more than ten years.

The knife in her hand stopped in her palm, the smell of blood spreading, and the red liquid stained her eyes, but the person who fell was not herself.

A white shadow swept in front of her, winning her the last glimmer of hope to live, but also killing the only ray of sunshine she had left in this world.

The man's blood-stained hand touched her face, and he smiled bitterly, and he looked at her, his gaze was still so soft, with a hint of unwillingness and regret.

"It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the day when Ah Cheng laughs......"

"No...... No—" She hugged his gradually cold body, blood and tears slid down her palms, and the wind kept blowing the traces left in the corners of her eyes, as if the whole world was laughing, laughing at how vulnerable she was at the moment.

"No Joy...... No joy! She woke up from her dream, sweat soaking through her clothes, and a broken lamp in the room flickered, jumping in her lonely and sad eyes along with the shadows on the wall.

Jin Se, who was guarding outside the hall, heard the sound in the house, and quietly walked in with a bowl of soup and medicine, adding two lights to the room, and the dark space became much brighter in an instant.

"I'm having nightmares again." Jinse looked at her and whispered.

Duan Qingcheng didn't speak, she sat on the edge of the bed with a wooden face, the panic in her eyes still hadn't dissipated, and fine beads of sweat condensed on her cheeks.

Seeing that she was silent, Jin Se carefully held a cup of hot tea to her, "Today is the middle of the month, you have to go there on this day of every month, no wonder you dream of him." ”

"Yes, it's the middle of the moon again......" She took the teacup handed over by Jinse, and her panicked expression loosened a little. She was in a trance, time passed so fast, and since that day, three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Three years, she has already spent three years......

Jin Se carefully brought the medicine bowl over and handed it to her, "Why don't you return the medicine, the owner of the village still drink it, otherwise with your current body and bones, I'm afraid you won't be able to go to Shaolin Temple." ”

Duan Tingcheng took the medicine bowl, it was still warm, it should have been carefully warmed all night. She drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp, and the bitter taste was so strong that her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry for you, let's go down and rest first, it's almost dawn......" she said.

Jin Se took the vacant medicine bowl and nodded, "I will prepare people and horses, I am afraid that the road to Shaolin Temple will not be peaceful, the owner should be careful." ”

"yes, I know." Duan Qingcheng nodded.

Jin Se quietly packed up his things and went out, only Duan Chengcheng was left in the house, and the room was brightly lit.

She got up and went to the window, looking at the faint light gradually rising in the sky, and the panic on her face dissipated, and only her eyes were clear.

"Door master, as you expected, Duan Chengcheng went in the direction of Shaolin." A man in a black brocade shirt stood outside the ancestral hall and reported to the people inside.

"Hmph, how many people did she bring this time?" Tang Youwei asked as she incensed the spiritual seat in front of her.

The man in black shirt glanced at her back and replied, "She is the only one on the surface, but there are more than ten secret guards following her, and they are all masters." ”

Tang Youwei finished the incense, and stared at the tablet for a long time, with a hint of fatigue in his eyebrows.

It's been three years, and in the past three years, she has been thinking about killing Duan Qingcheng all the time to avenge her father, and she has tried all the methods, but she still hasn't succeeded. Sometimes, she even felt a sense of boredom.

"Qin Mo, do you think I can kill Duan Chengcheng......" She turned her back to Qin Mo outside the door and asked softly.

Qin Mo, who was standing at the door, hesitated for a moment, "As long as the door master wants to do something, he will definitely be able to do it." ”

"Yes." Tang Youwei looked at his father's spiritual position and showed a feeble smile. yes, what is she hesitating about? Whether she can kill Duan Chengcheng or not, her father's revenge, she must take revenge.

After putting on the incense, she turned around and walked to the door, "Have you arranged all the people who are ambushed on the road?" ”

Qin Mo nodded, "It's all arranged." ”

"Then it's time for us to leave......" she said lightly, glancing slightly seriously at the man beside her.

On the mountain road of Shaolin Temple, the ancient trees are towering and the cool breeze is blowing. The sun shines through the shade of the trees and falls on the stone steps, the pilgrims who go up the mountain to enter the incense are scattered, and the sound of monks meditating and chanting scriptures is occasionally heard in the temple, and there is peace in all directions.

Outside the Dharma Cave in the back mountain, there is a cemetery, which is covered in the shade of dense trees, which looks particularly dim.

The entrance to the Dharma Cave is guarded by two warrior monks for many years, and ordinary people are not allowed to step further except for the practice of the monks in the temple.

Duan Chengcheng changed his previous outfit and changed into a plain white robe, with a jade hairpin gently pulled in his hair, and three thousand green silks were like waterfalls. Her face was still pale, and she silently followed a little novice to the outside of the Dharma Cave, and the little novice simply explained a few words to the monks outside the cave, and the monks let her into the Dharma Cave.

It's not the first time she's been here, and since three years ago, she's been visiting every month just to keep her promise with that person, even if they're in a permanent slumber.

She went alone to the deepest part of the cave, which was much more open than it seemed, and the cave was windless, but it was unusually cool, and the air was fresher and full of aura. The stone walls are covered with crystal-like stones, which are bright enough without lighting.

In front of it is a large open space, and there is a stone lotus platform in the middle. On the lotus platform, a crystal ice coffin was placed, emitting a faint blue light in the dim space.

In that ice coffin, there was a person, a young man in a white robe. His fair face reflected the glimmer of crystal refraction, his eyes were lightly closed, his thin lips were slightly raised, and he smiled softly, as if he was asleep.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the ice coffin, and the extreme coolness hit her, making her eyes soften. She crouched down to look at him, as if she could touch the man's face through the thick, cold distance. Perhaps, his cheeks are still warm at this time, perhaps, he will open his eyes in the next moment, and then call her with a slight smile: "Ah Cheng".

It's just that all of this is just maybe.

His name is Mo Wuhuan, and he was originally just a doctor. Because of his master's skill, he also has a lot of prestige in the martial arts, and has always been used by the first village in the world.

Three years ago, when Duan Chengcheng led many martial arts masters to besiege Mingyue Palace, because they were rebelled, everyone fell into the trap set by the enemy and were killed in Mingyue Palace.

That day, she finally saw the enemy who destroyed her full door back then, but she couldn't kill him, and the prince Xuan, who was the master of the Demon Sect, defeated her in just over three hundred moves.

When her life was hanging by a thread, it was Wuhuan who was desperate to block Gongzi Xuan's sword for her, so that she could live until now.

She tried everything to regain a trace of vitality for Wu Huan, but because of this, he became a living dead, and in this ice coffin, in this dark Dharma cave, he slept for three years.

"Wuhuan, you already owe me thirty-six drinks, don't forget to pay it back when you wake up." Before leaving, she turned to look at the sleeping person in the ice coffin, and a rare smile appeared on her face. Faint, with a hint of coolness, but unfortunately, he couldn't see it.

But what does it matter? She turned and walked out resolutely.

No matter how many three years it takes, she can wait until she can find the Qi Buddha bone relic, until he really wakes up......