Chapter 11: Hope for This Kind of Thing......

At night, Liuyun looked at a crescent moon in the sky in a daze.

"Xiaoyun...... Isn't it reminding me of my previous memories?"

“...... No, I just ......" Liuyun was startled by the sudden sound.

"Still thinking about cultivating?"

Mr. Guo was a little surprised by the child's temperament in front of him.

After being silent for a long time, Liuyun finally exhaled lightly, and his immature voice seemed a little dry in the dark night.

"I still want to try. ”

A hint of complexity flashed in Mr. Guo's eyes, and he was about to say something.

"I know. It can be very hard, very tiring, and there may even be a possibility of staying at one stage and stopping at the end. Liuyun had already guessed what Mr. Guo was about to say before he could speak.

"But at least for now, I'm hopeful. ”

Mr. Guo looked deeply at the child in front of him. But there was a determination in those immature eyes.

"What about you...... It's best to be prepared for wasting time and energy. ”

There was a long silence.

After a long time, Liuyun smiled.

"Good. ”

Fortunately...... I still have a lifetime of time and energy that I can waste on one thing, don't I?

......

"He Yan, this place is really beautiful and beautiful. ”

A little girl with long braids chuckled at him, her big eyes full of innocent happiness. The black and shiny braids flickered in the sunlight, and the jet-black braids seemed to glow, so that he couldn't open his eyes.

Then they chased and played together in the hibiscus grass, the emerald green leaves of the grass were thin and long, the tips of the grass were still in the shape of goose-yellow hearts, and the butterflies followed them.

It was still a lot of laughter, but all of a sudden, it fell into darkness.

It's so dark, it's so dark, it's so dark that he can't even see himself.

Finally, when he shouted until his voice was almost hoarse, suddenly, the scene became extremely bright.

It was so bright that even his skin felt a burning sensation.

Succession, gunsmoke, conquest, rebellion, defeat.

He had watched the girl he had always wanted grow up with him step by step, becoming a majestic female general.

She was the hope of her family, and her hope, his all.

Yes, how did a girl who was once so weak and timid firmly walk towards the path of a hereditary general step by step.

He Yan...... I have to shoulder my whole family on my shoulders now. The girl's smile is still clean and pure.

His eyes were shining.

It's good that you're still smiling softly like that.

is such a thin person, but he can become so strong for the sake of his family. The heroic commander of the army kills the enemy in all directions.

I'm sure we're going to end the last rebellion, and we're going to enjoy the flowers together this autumn.

But why.

Finally, after the defeat, he died nine times and survived. Suddenly there was civil strife in the barracks, but in the end, he was framed as a rebel by a traitor.

"Someone has to stand up and take responsibility for the consequences......"

He Yan...... You know that...... To protect my family...... I...... I don't have any other choice......"

You're still smiling in the picture, but why, you're laughing so many tears......

The scene suddenly dissipated.

A strong light flashed by. It's back to that day.

On the towering Xingtai, a thin woman in white, handcuffed and handcuffed, stood in front of a burning fire cliff. Slowly closed his eyes.

Countless archers drew their crossbows.

"Let me die!!"

"Let me be responsible for all this!"

"Put her down!"

"Rong'er!"

He struggled to break out of the crowd and yelled like a madman.

"Little mage, you're crazy. "......" is a dignified female leader, and she is going to die for the guilt of the family, what do you say as an outsider. "......" people's death, but it can be recorded in history. "......" is that only her death can blind so many soldiers who died in vain on the front line. "......" One person died in exchange for the whole family's life, I think it's worth it, haha. ”

"Shoot the arrows!"

A whistle, sharp and piercing.

What is ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

"Ahh

The man lying on the bed woke up from his nightmare screaming.

"It's pretty energetic. ”

The woman sitting at the table drinking tea glanced slowly at the man lying on the bed.

"Solid ...... Soul Solidifying Bead...... I'm going to guard the Soul Solidifying Bead!"

A meal for a woman drinking tea.

"Plop"

The man was badly wounded and covered in thick bandages. The center of gravity is unstable and cannot stand up at all. The foot just touched the ground, as if stepping on cotton.

He fell heavily to the ground and almost passed out in pain.

"If you don't want to die, don't toss. ”

The woman stared coldly at the man curled up on the ground.

In the middle of the night, the woman's thin lips opened lightly.

"It's too late. Although there are signs that the Soul Solid Spirit Bead is about to awaken, it still hasn't woken up. The girl's soul couldn't wait. ”

The man lying on the ground was still panting with red eyes and did not answer. But I still want to struggle to get up.

The woman sighed lightly.

"She's gone. ”

The man's heart was suffocated.

The brain was like being thrown into ice water, and he couldn't hear any sound in a blur, his body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes began to drift, and his mouth roared, "Impossible!

Halfway through the roar, he shuddered and lost his voice.

"The Soul Stone can indeed suppress the soul of the dead. ”

The woman's calm and indifferent voice was like a sharp sword, piercing his eardrums. He felt that the rumble in his ears was full of the sound of the wind pouring into his ears, and he couldn't breathe.

"But if you suppress the same soul for more than 90 days, then that soul will never be able to reincarnate again. In the end, it seems to be a fake flower that can only be placed in a vase. Pointless. ”

"Today is the ninetieth day. ”

The woman slowly put down the book and gently scratched the head of the civet lying lazily in her arms.

The heart was like someone had cut countless small wounds with nails, and the pain slowly and intensely hit me and became heavier and heavier. Just like the moment when she fell from the fire cliff with several arrows in her body, her heart hurt as if it had been burned by fire.

The man clutched his chest, shaking in pain.

"After taking these pills on time, you will be able to recover. ”

The woman picked up the cat and softly placed a jade bottle on the table.

When he opened the door, he paused.

"Live well. ”

In the silence of the night, the man leaned back against the bed, and the only sound in the air was the "click" of the second hand and a rapid gasp that rose higher than the other. The man leaning against the bed slowly curled up over his heart, sliding little by little onto the cold ground.

Hands over face.

The palm of your hand is crystal clear.

His hope is gone, how can he live?

Is the walking dead alive?

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