Chapter 725: Withering!

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The friar looked at the ceiling again, as if there was a staircase to heaven that was only one step away from touching.

Tang Zhen's eyes flickered, and for the first time, he carefully looked at the alien female monk in front of him.

In fact, she is not too old, her face is pretty, her figure is graceful, and she is full of vitality.

Near the closed vertical pupils on her forehead, there are red tattoos like wings, covering her smooth forehead, making her look vivid.

But her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, as if there was a thick resentment and frustration, as if there was no life in it!

Tang Zhen didn't know what she had gone through, so she gave up on herself like this, and even to the point of suicide?

I don't know why, a trace of emotion suddenly rose in Tang Zhen's heart, and he looked at the female monk and sighed softly: "In life, where is it possible to do everything as you want, it is good to have a choice, and it is common to have no choice."

It doesn't matter if you go with the flow or fight hard, as long as you follow your heart, at least you won't leave too many regrets and regrets.

I know that you are very conflicted, you want to get rid of your original life, and you are reluctant, so you will give up on yourself and wait for me to make a choice for you.

Life or death, everything is left to fate, right? ”

When Tang Zhen said this, he sneered and said in a tone without any emotion: "Don't worry, I won't stop you if you want to die, and if you want to live, I will also give you a chance."

Even if you want to abandon your current identity and live quietly in this world like an ordinary person, I can also satisfy you.

What to do depends on how you choose! ”

The female monk's body trembled slightly, she slowly looked up at Tang Zhen, and after being silent for a while, she said to herself: "Do you know, since I was a child, I have not experienced a happy day.

During an invasion of another world, my parents were gone, leaving my brother and I to live together.

As a result, not long after I was young, my brother also fell on the battlefield in another world, and I was the only one left in the family.

At that time, I was lonely, and I would secretly cry at night every day, until I was tired of crying, and I would choke and fall asleep.

You will never be able to understand how desperate I was at that time, as if the whole world had abandoned me and my life had become gloomy.

When I grew up, I was sure that I had a talent for cultivation, so like my parents and brother, I also became a Loucheng monk.

In the days that followed, I was accompanied only by cultivation, competition, blood, and death and corpses.

I felt like a machine, with no emotion, no one to ask for warmth, and every day I repeated the days that drove people crazy.

I know that one day, I will also set foot on the battlefield of another world, and then, like my own relatives, sleep in the ruins of a strange other world, never to return. ”

At this point, the friar burst into tears, buried her head between her knees, and her shoulders shook constantly.

While sobbing, she said: "Those friends who have been together since childhood, as well as the comrades-in-arms who once helped me, have now left me and died in all kinds of battles.

When I go to sleep, I often wake up from my dreams and realize that I have already burst into tears.

Because I found that I couldn't remember what they looked like, and even their names began to be forgotten gradually, leaving only a vague outline.

I wonder if anyone will remember me after I die, or will I be completely forgotten by everyone? ”

At this, the friar suddenly raised her head, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

"In fact, I already have the answer to the question just now, but I don't dare to admit it.

As a monk of Loucheng, he has no choice at all, he can only spend his life accompanied by swords and blood, and finally one day, he dies quietly on the battlefield!

What is the meaning of such a life? What are we doing for it?

Is it so that the next generation will repeat this disgusting killing and plundering like us? ”

At this point, the friar's voice suddenly rose to a higher level, and there seemed to be a pent-up flame in her heart, which suddenly erupted at this moment.

"Ever since I first participated in the battle to invade another world, I have developed a deep disgust with this life, but in the midst of it, there is no way to escape and resist.

So I can only keep telling myself that this is my mission, and I have to do it for the strength of the building! ”

"But I also know that this is just self-deception!

So the more time passed, the more I couldn't bear this life, and at the same time, the idea of escaping this life was born in my heart.

But although the world of Loucheng is big, where can I flee to?

Even if they did flee to other places, what difference would those places make? ”

As she said this, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the monk's mouth, and her eyes looked at the empty wall, but her eyes were unfocused, obviously caught in a state of memory.

"It wasn't until I came here and met my sisters in the same dormitory that I knew that life was so good!

Do you know? I'm so happy these days, I don't have to think about the killings every day, and I'm very solid when I sleep.

I was afraid of losing this life, so I could only pray in my heart that it would never end. ”

With a miserable laugh, the friar suddenly lay on her side on the ground, her slender body curled up together, like a frightened kitten, looking straight at the ground.

"It turns out that I have once again deceived myself, because my identity does not allow me to enjoy such a life, killing and being killed is my ultimate destiny!

But this time I don't regret it, because everything I've experienced these days is completely different from my previous life.

It made me really feel that I was not a shell, and that I could go through each day with a smile.

If I had a choice, I would rather trade everything I have for a year and then be happy to do whatever I want.

Even if it costs me my life, I have no regrets! ”

As she spoke, the friar's voice began to grow weaker and weaker, and her face turned pale.

A trail of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, black as ink, and when compared to her fair skin and purple lips, it seemed to give people an extremely eerie poignant feeling.

She just lay on the ground, smiling at Tang Zhen, like a flower about to wither, blooming with the last trace of beauty in the frost.

Until the sparkle in her eyes completely dissipated, the smile on the corner of her mouth still bloomed and froze forever......