"Daughter, why does God treat you like this? gave you a peerless face, which was originally a butterfly loved by everyone, but now it is ......" said the old woman, unable to say any more.

Yu'er looked at her mother and didn't say a word, she also felt self-pity in her heart, I saw this, and I also understood why the woman called Yu'er was so sad, and I just invaded the old woman's heart and learned everything.

It turned out that this woman had a vision from the moment she was born, but on the day she was born, there was a great disaster in the family, countless thunderbolts, as if the scene of the end of the world, so that the joy that had come because of her instantly dissipated.

And it was a wealthy family with hundreds of people, but overnight only she and her mother who gave birth to her were left, and no one said anything when she was a child, but when she grew up, a face that captivated the country and the city naturally caused countless people to covet it, but everyone who came into contact with her, except for her mother, actually died inexplicably.

Over time, the name of the fish's demon was confirmed, and no one dared to approach her, not even if anyone wanted to kill her, she was like a thorny rose, and anyone who wanted to approach would pay a heavy price.

"Let's go home."

Yu'er whispered again, the old woman nodded when she heard this, she also figured out after a short period of consideration, I am afraid that no one in this world can unlock the curse of Yu'er, rather than this, it is better to return to her hometown, and the mother and daughter live happily together.

"You are?"

But just when the old woman and the fish were about to turn away, they found that I was already standing a few meters in front of them, and I ignored the old woman's words, because at this time I had already met the eyes of the fish, and the sting in my heart became heavier and heavier, and the sealed memory from the soul poured out frantically again.

"Ahh

This time it was so violent that I found that I couldn't suppress it, and I fell to the ground with my head in my hands, and kept rolling, the pain as if it was going to tear my whole body apart.

"You ......"

And this girl named Yu'er was shaking violently at the moment when she met my eyes, and Yu'er watched me roll on the ground at this time, obviously in pain, but she didn't know why the heartache like pins and needles made her body shake and almost couldn't breathe.

"Fish, what's wrong with you?"

When the old woman saw me rolling on the ground in pain, her face had changed, and at this time, she saw that the fish was also pale and even more shaky, so she hurriedly called.

When the fish heard this, she pointed at me and said to the old woman, "Mother, he, he, me!" ”

"What's wrong?"

The old woman hurriedly asked, Yu'er touched her chest, and said in a trembling voice: "I, why did I see him, it hurts, mother, I am about to lose my breath, what is the reason for this." ”

As the fish spoke, she involuntarily walked towards me, and I watched her walk step by step, and a burst of memories from the soul finally broke through my suppression.

"Fish, is that you?"

As soon as I said this, Yu'er's body trembled, and a wave of dusty memories flooded into her soul, and a scene appeared in the minds of both of us almost at the same time.

A man in plain clothes stood in front of a lake and played the flute quietly, the tune played by the man was the same as the tone played by the fish before, while the eyes of the plain man looked at the little ripples in the lake.

A red fish popped up, as if listening to the man's flute, and the man smiled when he saw the fish, and the fish kept scrolling through the water, as if to accompany the man's flute.

Time is flying, and the next second my memory has begun to change, the plain man has become middle-aged, and he still plays the flute in front of the lake wave every day, and the fish actually appears every time.

It is said that the fish only has a seven-second memory, but it seems that it can never forget the flute sound, or maybe it has forgotten it, but every time it remembers the flute sound, it will unconsciously cycle what it has done.

But on this day, when the middle-aged plain-clothed man finished playing and was about to leave, a woman with a peerless face appeared in front of him, and her cheeks were exactly the same as those of a fish.

"You, you are?"

The middle-aged plain-clothed man was frightened when he saw the woman who suddenly appeared, but the woman's next words surprised and delighted him, this woman was actually the fish.

When I saw this, the memory in my mind changed again, the middle-aged man in plain clothes held the hand of the fish and kept running, and there were actually several monks in the air who kept chasing.

"How can shemales fall in love? Don't you repent? ”

The monk in the air didn't seem to be in a hurry, but was persuading, but the middle-aged man in plain clothes took Yu'er's hand, protected Yu'er behind him and said: "Dao Chief, I don't know if shemales can fall in love, I only know that I love her, she is my wife, I want to protect her, even if I lose my life, I am willing." ”

"Xianggong!"

Yu'er was very moved when she heard this, she looked at her husband with affection, but the monk in the sky was furious when she heard this: "I thought of you as a human race and wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to be so obsessed, since this is the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" ”

"Come on, let's do it!"

The middle-aged plain-clothed man did not have the slightest fear, hugged Yu'er's body, and said tenderly: "Yu'er, you and I have a deep relationship in this life, and I will definitely look for you in the next life." ”

"Xianggong ......"

Yu'er's eyes began to moisten when she heard this, she knew that Xianggong loved her very much, and she also loved this man, she had been cultivating hard for decades in order to be with him, just to meet him, but who knew that the sky treated them so unfairly.

"Xianggong, promise me that you will live well."

Just as the monk was attacking, Yu'er showed the most beautiful smile to the middle-aged plain-clothed man, and used her strength to push the middle-aged plain-clothed man away.

"No, don't, don't!"

The middle-aged plain-clothed man saw the scene he didn't want to see the moment he was pushed away, the fish was knocked away by the monk's blow, and the fish's weak body flew up, and blood kept swaying in the air.

"Fish!"

The middle-aged plain-clothed man wanted to catch Yu'er, but he found that he couldn't move at all, and Yu'er still maintained that sweet smile, which shows that she has no regrets in her heart, she doesn't regret falling in love with this man who has been playing the flute for ten years and keeps playing the flute for herself, and she doesn't regret working hard to cultivate for him.

It is said that Yu'er only has a seven-second memory, but because of a cross-racial love, she broke through all obstacles with this memory, and she can finally remember him forever.

"Fish!"

The middle-aged plain-clothed man watched the fish's body fall to the ground, but he couldn't do anything, his hands were clenched together, his nails were embedded in the flesh unconsciously, and blood kept flowing down the cracks in his hands.

"Why, why!"

The middle-aged plain-clothed man didn't know why he didn't die, he only knew that he had seen the fish change into the appearance of the first time they met in the past, a fish.

The middle-aged plain-clothed man picked up the fish and walked step by step to the lake where he met, while the monk in the air wanted to make a move, but was stopped by another person, so he watched the middle-aged plain-clothed man holding the corpse of the fish and came to the lake.

"Fish, I'm sorry, I can't protect you."

The middle-aged plain-clothed man gently put the fish carcass into the lake, his sad mood was indescribable, tears ran down his cheeks, he hated this world, he hated all this, he hoped that all this was a dream, and when he woke up from the dream, he could still see the fish.

The picture switches again, and there is still a middle-aged plain-clothed man in the picture, his face has not changed much, but he is no longer the middle-aged plain-clothed man of the past.

He crisscrossed countless worlds, his strength was growing stronger day by day, he took dreams as a guide, cultivated and attained enlightenment, and finally after I don't know how many thousands of years, he reached the peak of the universe, and no one dared to disrespect him anymore.

"Host!"