Afraid that Changkong would do something excessive, Mu Qingsong hurriedly stepped forward, "The demon cultivators in front of us, we are disciples of the Firmament Sword Sect, and we have come to rescue some monks who have been kidnapped by the Holy City. Now that I'm leaving, I ask my seniors to let me go. ”

When Changkong heard this, he hurriedly continued to ask, "Is there a step girl who is good at playing wind instruments here?" Suddenly, he stared at Mu Qingsong a few times and said, "I seem to have seen you, I saw you once in the West Wilderness City, have you always followed Miss Bu." ”

Mu Qingsong thought to himself that this demon cultivator looked like a pester, where would he mention Qingluo and sent him a distress note, wasn't that begging? Although it is advanced to the infant stage, it is still too far behind the transformation demon cultivation.

Remembering that Zhong Zhen was also here, he hurriedly said, "Miss Bu is indeed in the flying boat and has been rescued. I have a demon cultivator friend who knows the step girl, and the seniors have also met it. ”

Changkong has little contact with people, but he is not stupid, and he immediately reacted that the person Mu Qingsong said was Zhong Zhen, and he had seen the two of them walking together near the West Wilderness City.

Thinking that Zhong Zhen was a banshee cultivator, this was fine, Changkong was suddenly relieved, and he raised his foot and hit the aura cover of the flying boat.

Mu Qingsong was extremely helpless, and hurriedly stopped in front, "Senior, wait a minute, let me let the monk who controls the flying boat open the aura cover first, many girls are injured, the seniors are highly cultivated, if they collide like this, maybe they will hurt the step girl and the other women." ”

He said vaguely, and he didn't say whether Bu Qingluo was injured or not, anyway, it was good to let Changkong have a taboo.

Changkong really stopped his body and said impatiently: "You are really nagging. ”

The first time he was said to be nagging, Mu Qingsong sighed secretly, and suddenly there was a feeling that Xiucai met a soldier and couldn't explain it.

Of course, Zhong Zhen didn't know that Mu Qingsong was using her as a shield, she had been eroded by the unknown poison on the saint's body, and she had already lost consciousness.

A dream for a thousand years, I don't know how long I will sleep.

Maybe it's a year, maybe it's a few years, Zhong Zhen doesn't know. Finally one day, she began to have some senses.

The body couldn't move, not even a finger could move, but countless images flashed and beat in the mind. Coming and going are the things that have been passed by those who have seen them before, alternating between pleasure and sadness.

The pain of losing relatives and friends, those memories that can never be retrieved, made her at a loss. It was as if at this moment, she suddenly wanted to sleep forever. Don't wake up again, let life end here, and bury yourself in the loess to accompany those who have passed away.

Memories are a terrible medicine.

It is a good medicine, because although it can heal people's hearts, it is also the most poisonous poison, which makes people indulge in it and pulls her into the abyss of never being reborn.

It's so dark and sweet there, and tomorrow, who cares about tomorrow. Everyone has their eyes on the future, and the present is so dark and painful.

Memories are full of joy. The present experience is painful, and in the future, in this world where everyone pins their hopes on becoming immortals and gods, each will do everything he can to achieve that "future".

It seems that only by ending life can we get eternal peace.

The face is full of twists, sometimes sad, sometimes sweet smiles, and Jong-jin sinks in pain. Reluctance to wake up.

But there was a soft music in my ears.

The gentle waves rushed forward one after another, and the waves carried by the wind looked up at the sky. She had never been to the vast sea, and she didn't know what the sea was like, but now she did understand. In the music is the sound of the sea.

The wave finally reached where it was going, and it was a lone rock, and it kept beating against the rock, trying to break through the barrier and go further. The rocks are constantly impacted by the waves, but they stand tall and unshakable, after thousands of years of baptism. Wash away the glitz from the rocks and reveal the strongest heart.

The waves don't stop, the rocks don't fall, but the struggle between them finally becomes one, becoming a scenery in this world, and is seen by the lone eagle hovering in the sky.

But the lone eagle did not stop, flying all the way towards the sun.

Because there is a more distant and magnificent world in the sky!

The music slowly stopped, and it was replaced by a woman's chanting:

I stand tall on the cliff,

I overlook a vast sea,

I saw an eagle circling.

Muster up a yearning for the sky,

It rushes all the way to the golden sun,

Fly into the never-ending hope

The chant kept repeating, Zhong Zhen seemed to regain a trace of consciousness, her hand was firmly grasped, it was a pair of large hands that belonged to a man, covered with thick calluses, firm and full of warmth.

In the woman's firm and soft singing, a man kept whispering in her ear, "I'm sorry, kind demon cultivator girl, wake up!" ”

Zhong Zhen wants to say that I am not kind at all, I am pretending, I am lying when I laugh, and I am also lying when I cry. I've been lying to the kids in the neighborhood since I was a kid, and I've grown up to be an adult. I grew up stealing things, and I grew up stealing.

I also killed a lot of people......

It suddenly occurred to her that she had not killed any innocent person in her life. Thinking of this, even in a coma, a smile appeared on Zhong Zhen's face. If you see Grandma, you won't be too disappointed with her!

In the constant chanting and music, and the man's incessant whispering, Zhong Zhen didn't know what to say to them, you can stop, I'm almost annoyed by you.

But this kind of trouble doesn't seem to be so annoying, she doesn't seem to be so noticed for a long time, as if she is a very important person. Whether it's the woman or the man, their concern is so urgent.

And perseverance, she won't stop hitting the south wall, unless she wakes up.

The singing took away the gloom in Zhong Zhen's heart, and the man's whisper gave her a long-lost warmth.

Finally, one day, she muttered, "I seem to be awake." ”

When I opened my eyes, it was darkness.

"Miss Zhong, you ...... Finally woke up. Zhong Zhen understood this time, the man who was nagging in her ear was Yuan Zhi.

The chanting also stopped, "Ah, I'm so glad you're finally awake." ”

The person who spoke, Zhong Zhen, didn't know it, it was a very unfamiliar woman's voice.

Why can't you see anything, haven't you woken up yet? Zhong Zhen raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and after a long time, she suddenly understood something: she woke up, but her eyes didn't.

"I feel like I'm blind."

Probably just woke up, Zhong Zhen still felt unreal, even in the face of such bad news, he seemed dazed but calm. She remembered that being a good person was not rewarded, and pushed Yuan Zhi away, but she was poisoned and unconscious.

At this time, he woke up, but he became a blind man.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered the cripple in the Firehead Barracks, and remembered a joke she had heard when she was a child. The blind man crossed the river with a lame man on his back, and the lame man suddenly said that there was a man playing in the river, and the blind man said, I have seen it too, and it is still a beautiful woman.

It was a fake blind man, and Zhong Zhen laughed when he heard the joke.

But right now she's really blind, so it's not funny at all.

She was silent for a long time, and of course there was no smile on her face. (To be continued.) )