"I tried desperately to save her, but to no avail......"

"In that war, I was powerless to stop everything, and I was as humble as an ant......"

"To this day, I still blame myself for that catastrophe. I'm ashamed of you, child......"

The Heavenly Machine Daoist slowly stretched out his hand and caressed Jiang Zhige's face lovingly, his old eyes full of helplessness and guilt.

Outside the window, the April wind blew away the silver hair in front of his sideburns, opened his heart that had been sealed for many years, and also blew up his heart lake that had been frozen for a hundred years.

Also, it was messed up, and Jiang Zhige had been lonely for many years.

She has always stubbornly believed that she is an orphan, a child that no one wants, and has been living for many years just to get enough food and clothing. Unexpectedly, he was no different from ordinary children, and he also carried the deep love of his parents for many years.

At that moment, she was filled with joy and sorrow.

After being displaced for many years, when I met it again, it was such a scene, struggling on the line of life and death.

"Daddy. You hold on. He Xiao is the best doctor in Wuzhou, he will definitely be able to heal you, right, He Xiao? ”

Jiang Zhige wiped a handful of tears in a panic, forced a smile, and pushed He Xiao and said.

However, He Xiao's expression darkened, and he shook his head at her silently.

Jiang Zhige's lips twitched and trembled instantly, and she bit her lower lip hard and swallowed her tears.

These emotions of hers have not escaped the eyes of the Heavenly Dao people.

Tianji Daoren just smiled slightly, lovingly stroked Jiang Zhige's hair, sighed lightly, and said softly: "Silly child, what is the situation of Dad, how can Dad himself not know ......?" ”

"Not to mention that the bow qi of the child who was slowly returned to the first place after blocking it twice, the moment I took the female snail stone alone, I had already scattered the cultivation of my old bones. This time, I'm afraid I'm going to meet your mother. ”

"Daddy......"

Jiang Zhige couldn't hold back after all, and a line of hot tears slipped down, full of gloom!

"Zhige doesn't have to feel sorry for me...... Man, one day it will be like this. It's just a pity that I haven't had time to love my daughter well...... Before I have time, I will atone for my sins...... Ahem......"

In the eyes of the Tianji Daoist looking at Jiang Zhige, there is infinite nostalgia, which is the same as most fathers in this world, love.

Jiang Zhige couldn't cry for a long time, so she could only hold the hand of the Heavenly Machine Daoist, lower her head, and let the tears spill all over the three-inch square place in front of her.

Tianji Daoren bent down with difficulty, raised her head gently, wiped away the tears in her eyes with great difficulty, and whispered with a slight pant: "Child, don't cry." ”

At the same time, he slowly took out the female snail stone in his mouth, moved it to Jiang Zhige's lips with difficulty, and said softly: "Obedient, swallow." ”

"Nope! No way...... So that you will die...... And I'll never hear you talk to me like that again......"

Jiang Zhige shook her head desperately, biting her lips and teeth, refusing to listen to the words of the Heavenly Daoist.

The Heavenly Machine Daoist sighed lightly, and in desperation, he secretly lucked his true qi, gathered the last strength of his whole body to his fingertips, and then pushed hard towards Jiang Zhige's lips and teeth!

Jiang Zhige involuntarily opened her mouth, and the female snail stone instantly slid into her mouth with the true qi of the Heavenly Machine Daoist!

At the same time, the Heavenly Machine Daoist also ran out of oil, and after glancing at Jiang Zhige for the last time, his hands fell down heavily!

In that moment, time seemed to freeze!

His loving eyes, with the last of his attachment to this earthly world, closed forever......

A gust of night wind carried a little white moonlight on his body, but he saw that his body turned into a little dust, and when the wind blew slightly, it was scattered in the ethereal air like a cloud, and went towards the boundless sky......

"No!"

Jiang Zhige suddenly felt empty in his heart, and struggled to grab the last trace of the remaining fragments of dust belonging to the Heavenly Machine Dao people, but he only pounced.

I could only watch him, scattered in this endless air, and became an appearance that she would never recognize......

A tear in the corner of her eye, resolutely, fell.

Dripping before her eyes, drenching the April wind and spoofing the night.

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It is the April day of the world.

In the back garden, there is a tree of crimson peach blossoms blooming brightly, scorching, as if taking away the countless splendors in this spring breeze.

In the long bright sunlight, a ray of sunlight passed through the cracks in the pink peach petals in the sky, and sprinkled on the person under the flower tree, which made Jiang Zhige's eyes gloomy and clearly visible.

She carried a jar of wine in her hand, half-lying on her side under the flower tree, her eyes staring into the distance blankly, letting the breeze blow between the flowers and trees, rustling a thousand flowers, between her hair, on her shoulder.

The scent of wine and flowers filled the air. She, however, was unconscious.

The surroundings centered on her were full of broken flowers, some of which were blown by the wind and swept into the sky. The germanium-colored wine jar is piled up in three or five piles, scattered and scattered, and piled up all over the ground. And the altar has long been empty!

For three whole days since the Heavenly Machine Dao Immortal went, she sat here alone and drank for three days and three nights in such a posture, drunk for three days and three nights, drank when she woke up, and lay down under the flower tree to sleep when she was drunk, day and night, regardless of rain or shine.

Whoever tries to persuade her, it's not easy. Whoever came to accompany her was driven away by her.

Her hair, already scattered on both sides of her face, let the wind blow through her hair, blowing her black hair behind her, dancing with the petals, and then falling down, without even tying it.

She didn't say a word, as if she had lost her soul, and didn't say anything to anyone.

Even Ye Shengji is no exception.

Everyone told her that the Heavenly Machine Daoist had left and would never come back, saying that they wanted her to mourn.

But she hugged the wine jar in her arms, her eyes were as cold as water, and she was silent, just biting her lower lip and bowing her head.

Finally, Ye Shengji opened his mouth and said slowly: "Forget it." Let her stay here. I'll take as much wine as you want. I'm going to stay for a few days, I'll accompany you. Disperse, all of you. ”

When some of them saw this, they dispersed. There are a few people, but they are stubborn to accompany her with Ye Shengji.

Like, barrenness. For example, twilight. For example, He Xiao.

But in the end, she finally spoke, raised her eyes, and said softly: "You all go." It's good to leave the wine and Ye Shengji. ”

Everyone was silent, and they were reluctant to disobey her again, after all, they just added wine to her from time to time, and the rest just stood and looked at her from a distance, for fear that she would do something stupid.

Ye Shengzhen sat on the ground with his back against her, and within three days, he had seen flowers blooming and falling, sunrise and sunset, starry sky, and light swallows flying across the sky.

Only, I haven't seen her smile.

Once, and no.

is so strange and indifferent that it makes him feel distressed.

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