Chapter 142: Listening to the Snow House Series (16)
The two men in the mist stared at the mirror and watched what happened next. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
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"Why did I put Shi Ming smoke?" Looking at the woman who angrily broke into his room and questioned him, Xiao Yiqing asked.
"Because she's like me before me, I want her to be happier than I was." Shu Jingrong said.
"Yes, it turns out that you have not been happy all along? Why haven't I heard you talk about it? Xiao Yiqing was a little in a trance.
"Xiao Yiqing, I don't allow you to hurt her, others treat you like a pig and a dog, but you are not allowed to touch her!"
"Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again, I must uproot it, or abolish her, I can rest assured."
"No, I want her to live her life completely and happily." Shu Jingrong's expression was firm, and he said categorically.
However, Shi Mingyan did not live her life happily as Shu Jingrong thought after all, she dragged her broken legs, crawled outside Shu Jingrong's house, and cried miserably.
"Xiao Yiqing, accept your life!"
Shu Jingrong was furious, rushed to Xiao Yiqing's residence, and raised his hand with a sword.
For self-defense, the knife in his sleeve could not be lowered from its sheath.
The crimson Blood Lady Sword and the pale cyan Sunset Shadow Sword, the first sword and the first sword that shook the rivers and lakes collided with each other, leaving a long gap and inserting into the other's hearts.
"Xiao Yiqing, why did you send someone to cut off Ming Yan's feet, I said that you are not allowed to touch her......"
"What? I didn't. ”
"Lying."
"I didn't."
"Hehe......" Shi Mingyan, who had lost his feet, was lifted up, and when he saw the two people lying in a pool of blood, a pleasant smile flashed in his eyes that his plan had succeeded, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a strange arc.
Suddenly, Xiao Yiqing seemed to have figured out something, and asked, "You, did it yourself?" ”
"Hahaha, yes." Shi Mingyan laughed and pointed at the two of them, full of vicious mockery: "You killed my father, you all deserve to die!" How can a person who has lost his parents be happy? Cutting off a pair of legs is nothing, as long as you draw your sword against each other, it is to cut off my head, and I will do it. ”
"Lie, lie." Shu Jingrong muttered.
Xiao Yiqing smiled bitterly: "It seems that you can only explain it clearly when you get there, let's go......"
Xiao Yiqing hung her head weakly, and the pale green knife light inserted into her chest.
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The two people outside the mirror, staring blankly at the people inside, suddenly had a strong feeling - it was them, everything was real.
The language and reactions of the two are their own language and reactions, and the expressions and psychology of the two are their own expressions and psychology.
But such an ending, both of them can't accept it.
What Bai Jiao showed them was the future in the time spell, what might happen in the future.
No! It's something that really happened!
This is how their last life ended.
Bai Jiao's eyes were like lightning, looking at the sword and sword in the hands of the two!
In the previous life, the Sunset Shadow Knife and the Blood Lady Sword stabbed each other and killed each other's masters, and the Blood Mystery Sword finally chose Shi Mingyan as the new master, and the Sunset Shadow Knife, because of the death of the master, actually recondensed, pierced through time and space, and returned to the past!
In the illusion, Bai Jiao clearly saw that the Sunset Shadow Knife had two sword souls, and she herself was a person with multiple souls, and she could see at a glance that the Sunset Shadow Knife was unusual.
Knives also have memories and souls.
The knife said that Shu Jingrong and Xiao Yiqing loved each other, supported each other, watched out for each other, and were suspicious of each other.
Two equally proud and excellent people, proud and indifferent, sensitive and fragile, because of their respective concerns and misunderstandings, in the indifference and stalemate, missed countless opportunities to reveal their true feelings, and the estrangement gradually appeared, accumulating day by day, between the two hearts...... In the end, they finally made a move, fell in love and killed each other, and killed each other.
In the midst of vigilance and coldness, they never communicate their inner thoughts, and there are too many things that they cannot understand each other, suspicion and distrust, which leads to the tragedy of their confrontation.
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"I don't believe it." Shu Jingrong said, "I don't believe that I can't see such a superficial deception, Priest Garo, if you want to deceive people, why use such unruly means?" ”
She didn't believe it, but he did!
Xiao Yiqing was stunned.
"I don't want to be a widow, I don't want to cry for anyone."
He still remembers the look on his face when he heard this.
He and Shu Jingrong are the only people in the world who can enter each other's hearts, but they have been together for ten years, and so far, there is no lack of tacit understanding between them, no lack of affection between lovers, but lack of communication and trust between lovers.
They always stood outside the thunder pool, cautious, and did not even dare to tempt.
The only marriage proposal that involved inner emotions ended in her callous refusal.
There are his problems, and there are hers.
In order to accumulate enough strength to fight against the powerful forces of the Lunatic Cult, and in order to remove the remains of his mother who could not rest in peace under the holy lake, he swept through the rivers and lakes and dominated the martial arts.
He is power-hungry, cold and resolute, rational, self-respecting and self-respecting, but at the same time, he is also lonely and fragile, and too sensitive.
Standing at the top of power, the height is unbearable, only Shu Jingrong is the person he is willing to treat equally and wants to get close, but how can he beg for affection in an indifferent person like Ah Jing?
He was a terminally ill man with a short life.
If he and Shu Jingrong really fell in love with each other and killed each other and went to Huangquan together, then in this life, he will be the biggest loser.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Xiao Yi raised his head and said coldly to Bai Jiao, the Sunset Shadow Knife in his hand was tightly held, and it would be unsheathed in the next second.
"Don't worry, Lord Xiao, I spent a huge amount of mana to show you the future and let you avoid risks, this is how you repay your life-saving benefactor?" Bai Jiao asked rhetorically.
"I'm going to poke out the biggest problem between you for you, so that you have a chance to make up for your mistakes and get what you want to protect the most in your life, and now you're going to kill me?"
Bai Jiao glanced at Xiao Yiqing with a smile, "Master Xiao, don't learn from your father and follow in his footsteps!" ”
Bai Jiao crossed over on the first day and saw that the Moon God maid destroyed by the Hualian Sect Leader was Xiao Yiqing's mother!
"This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time." Bai Jiao suddenly chanted a poem, "After your mother died, your father regretted it all his life, do you want to be like him?" ”
Mother?
Ah Jing?
Xiao Yiqing was stunned.
"To tell you the truth, I put a forbidden curse behind Ah Jing, as long as you pull out the knife, she will die!"
Xiao Yiqing was stunned and looked at Shu Jingrong, could it be like this?
Bai Jiao suddenly drew her sword, and suddenly four mantras stood out from her mouth:
"The sea and sky dragons fight bloody and yellow, and they wear long hair and sing to see the wilderness.
Yishui Xiaoxiao people go, and the moon is as white as frost one day! ”
Sea and Sky Dragon Battle.
Hair and long songs.
Easy water people go.
The moon is like frost.
These four sword styles, four mantras are the secret of the White Emperor's sect, when Qingyu was at the end of his rope, Xiao Yiqing had heard of these mantras.
Shu Jingrong raised his head in shock and stared at Bai Jiao: "Who are you?" ”
Qinglan or Garo?
"I'm still suggesting that we make a truce, how about it?" Bai Jiao said again. (To be continued.) )