Chapter 46: The Broken Intestine Man (3)

She put away the wind and snow around her, since that day she saw him walking towards her from the blizzard, she liked the feeling of being surrounded by the wind and snow, and the blizzard seemed to have him by his side, and also had bloodthirsty courage.

But she herself knew that sooner or later it would have to be repaid. But she can't choose to leave, she can't fulfill her contract, the world is still in chaos, how can she sit idly by.

"The overall situation is unstable? When will the overall situation be stable? If that group of ant-like men change their lives for you because of the love in their hearts, how can they let the world cause a catastrophe, but they have the courage to ring the bell of the sky and shake the world just to save you, they are really dead set on you. ”

The black-robed man's sarcastic shrill laughter echoed through the room, becoming ethereal. With a wave of his hand, he summoned his weapon and pressed closer.

"I'm going to give you a deadline today, ten years, ten years at most. Today, let's take away the first promise, 10,000 years of life. ”

The black robe turned around and disappeared into the night sky, but Mo Fang was as weak as if he had been drained from his soul. Ten thousand years of time were withdrawn from the body in an instant, and there was no time to react. She staggered to the table next to her and sat down, the tiredness between her eyebrows and eyes, she instantly aged for half an hour, and she began to slowly return to her current appearance.

"The ...... of the Eighth Reincarnation"

If I am exhausted, I will be lonely for half my life, and I will be reincarnated.

Following

"Is the stranger resting well?"

"You shouldn't have saved me."

She slowly stood up and walked under the almond tree at the door. The slender arms seem to blend with the sunlight and are illusory.

"What do you mean by that?"

He stood quietly behind her, and before she could experience the excitement of her return, he was poured cold by a sentence. Her thousand-year-old efforts have only been exchanged for such a light sentence from her. He stepped forward and looked into Mo Fang's eyes, trying to find an answer that suited him from her empty and lonely eyes.

"Now I am no longer the person I was a thousand years ago, I made a contract with the Demon Sect, exchanging ten thousand years of life and the reincarnation of the eight spirits, now although the seven souls are there, but the eight spirits are missing, I am destined to not live long."

She avoided his gaze and sat down on the stone bench beside her, picked up the white porcelain teapot and poured a cup of apricot blossom tea for herself.

"Why? Why? ”

"You demons are all crazy, all crazy, all crazy people, all crazy people who don't want to die, Bei Chongrin spent 18,000 years to get back your six souls, and I only got one soul from you, and you yourself used 10,000 years of life to keep him safe, it's good."

He smiled bitterly and looked back.

"What about me, Mo Fang, in this story, am I living too humble?"

He swept to the top of Huiluan Mountain like crazy, watching her expression after hearing those words.

"Eighteen thousand years?"

In the end, this dead end of the game with the world was still shocked by this eighteen thousand years, and it was unexpected.

She smiled bitterly, and tears fell under the apricot blossom tree one by one, and fell on the bottom of her melancholy heart, and the imprint was as hot as the brand.

I don't know who provoked whom in this life, I guessed how long you cried that day, and guessed that this stranger who never cried in his life, there were a few tears for me.