The image disperses.

For the first time, my heart felt a feeling of sorrow with pain, and I felt a little uncomfortable, and even in my 27-year-old life, I couldn't tell the difference.

After being immersed in this kind of love for a long time, I can't say what it's like?

A question can't help but come to mind, although this kind of love is light, but it is unforgettable, could it be that I haven't had such a love in 27 years?

But in my heart, I frowned, but I was told by the big tomb: "How does it feel to restore your strength?" ”

I came back to my senses all of a sudden, but I felt that something was flowing from my body, and the soul power of Peng Bai Ruhai before disappeared, and it became the same as before.

It's not bad, the soul is slowly recovering, and the soul power has also increased somewhat, but it can't be compared to the moment of the battle with Ren Xiaoxuan.

It turned out that the owner behind the tomb had been helping me, but in a special way, I couldn't understand the deep meaning.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "That's just Nie Yan, not me." And how does it feel? ”

"You are Nie Yan, and Nie Yan is you. The deep meaning of my efforts to restore your strength is just to let you understand that these powers are far from enough, how to face the turmoil after that? It's just a long end, what kind of Cheng dù do you want to fight? You should be self-aware. You're going to have to get stronger on this road, and it's not a one-man road, you need more help. Because this is a guard that has lasted for many, many years. The voice was calm, but there was an inexplicable feeling of entrusting a heavy responsibility.

"So what? Even this power is Nie Yan's, not me. No matter how I exist in this world, I have also lived in my current identity for more than 20 years, and the people I have come into contact with and the things I have experienced are all Ye Zhengling's. and Nie Yan's identity is not a different world, but also seems to be a different world. How can I still be him? Or if he were me, I would not have zài, then what is the meaning of all my journeys? "My heart is bitter, I don't understand why, this very hidden heart, I have not told anyone, to the tomb behind the storage zài, but the tray came out.

I always felt that he might be able to resolve my mind.

But I didn't want to, but after these words were spoken, I got a long silence.

Could it be that even such a powerful big man can't get a mental answer? I can't help but feel that I should give up and cling, and live one day at a time.

However, he spoke: "I didn't expect you to have such a knot, I thought you understood that whether it was you in the past or you in the future, what has always been there is only the current you, and you who live in the present, whether you are Ye Zhengling or Nie Yan." ”

"What do you mean?" This passage is too obscure.

"Simple, the qiē you experience in the present, and the qiē you experience in the past, are all accumulated on a will to promote the future you! Nothing matters, what matters is that you are in front of my eyes now, which is you. Without Nie Yan or Ye Zhengling, you are you. Whoever doesn't exist and dies, and who doesn't exist, only you. ”

What do I seem to have learned from his words? I was a little stunned for a while, as if I had grasped a certain point, but I couldn't fully comprehend it for a while.

"You'll always understand these things later. But now, hurry up, even if I have to maintain his life, he is about to run out. "The owner of the tomb suddenly reminded me.

"He, who are you talking about?" I didn't react for a while, but my body had already reacted, and I subconsciously hugged the mercy.

"On the top of this cliff, who else is alive but you?" The owner of the tomb asked me rhetorically, and he seemed to be calm, as if he had no sorrow or joy for life and death.

But I can't, and the hand holding the pity suddenly trembled.

I remembered the little scum, and remembered its last look.

I hate that I will naturally associate the little scum with the pity at this time, is it that I think like this, which caused the fate of the pity life now?

At this moment, the merciful hand grabbed the hem of my shirt again.

I looked down, but I saw his unusually peaceful eyes, still looking at me with such trust, and then turned my eyes and looked greedily at the little speck of light.

My heart is starting to throb!

Looking up, I looked at the big tomb with only one crack and asked, "You have a way to save him, don't you?" ”

"Nope! This part of his life did not belong to him in the first place. And what he loses today is destined to be what you gain today, this is the fate of the Ten Thousand Soul Flower, one of the fates that has been written since it accompanied me, but he has also chosen it this way, and no one can do it. There was a sigh in the voice of the owner of the tomb.

I hugged the pity and didn't know what to say? And why is what he loses my gain?

For me, it doesn't matter whether I get it or not, nothing compares to a pitiful life, and I have a lot of plans for him, but now it seems like just a ridiculous plan?

"Brother Ye, this is my choice, a long time ago, when I was confused, I was unwilling. Now, I think, that's great. The voice of pity sounded in my ears, and it was weaker than before.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll save you! Mercy Sheng, when did Brother Ye not do what you want to do? "However, how I am willing to let a life go away is defined by fate.

What's more, he's still alive? To be alive is to have hope.

Even though I am a cultivator, I believe in fate more than anyone else.

But in the red dust, that's how it is! Even if you believe it, even if you are destined, where should that unwilling heart be placed? What kind of heart is the attitude that should be in the face of this rolling red dust?

Easier said than done, why can't what you know keep pace with what you do? It's just because I can't control my own heart.

I couldn't help but let out a long howl, hugged the poor life, and knelt on the ground with a painful whimper.

God, I just want to keep this kid alive.

"Go, it has been with me for I don't know how many years, but I have already seen the parting. Life is not life, death is not death, take off this body, it is the flower of ten thousand souls, as long as you are willing, it is his happiness. The owner of the tomb said calmly, and as he spoke, the cracks on the tomb had begun to close slowly.

"Wait, can you help me once?" I suddenly shouted at the tomb.

"Huh?" The owner of the tomb is not completely cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Is there a way for me to go out as soon as possible. I want to accomplish one thing. I said it word for word.

"Get out? Okay, you come to the rear here. "The owner of the tomb didn't ask too many questions, just asked me to go to the back of the tomb.

I picked up the pity and ran towards it as fast as I could, and when I ran to the tomb, I found that at the edge of the tomb, I don't know when a dark hole appeared, straight down.

Without hesitation, I entered the cave with my arms in my arms.

But he went further, and quickly turned back, with a little scruples, but he still picked a thousand soul flowers.

Fortunately, the owner of the tomb did not make any comments on this.

This Thousand Soul Flower is so good, if I pick one more, will it also be useful to the Compassion? Can someone use it to save lives?

But at this time, the owner of the tomb spoke: "One flower is the limit, and you can't pick more." ”

I immediately withdrew my hand, where do I dare to delay any longer, it seems that the owner of the tomb seems to have insight into his heart.

I finally rushed into the hole facing downward.

And the owner of the tomb finally spoke for the last time, and the distant voice echoed in my ears: "You will come back again, the thousands of troops here, the protection of the years that have been forgotten here, will be borne by you again, you have to become stronger, regardless of the qiē to become stronger." ”

I can't care about this voice anymore, all I care about now is the pity in my arms.

I suddenly felt that there is no so-called iron-blooded hero in this world, commanding thousands of troops and horses, high above, and radiant! No one knows, if when he dreams back at midnight, he will hold a piece of clothing, miss his family, miss his homeland?

Like me, what burden? What responsibility? All I care about is this life in my arms.

Going down from the black hole, it was a tunnel, extremely smooth, almost no light, and I ran very fast and very smoothly.

There was no wind, just my own empty and lonely footsteps echoing in it.

"Brother Ye, where are you going to take me?" Born in my arms, with his head on my shoulder, he was still curious about the last leg of his life.

My pain swirled in my throat, and I couldn't speak.

What I thought in my heart was the words of mercy one paragraph after another.

"Haha, that's great!" As he prepared to go with me to the Little Canyon.

"Master, are you hungry?"

"Master, aren't you thirsty?"

"Master, can you tell me about the outside world? What does it look like exactly? I'm curious, and I've heard some people say that the sky outside is blue, and there will be times when the sun is sun."

My tears rolled down the placket of my clothes, and I just held my pitiful hand, pushing harder and harder.

I took a deep breath to prevent me from hearing my crying, and tried to say to him in the calmest tone possible, "Are you okay?" How long do you think you can hold on? If you want to sleep, you must not sleep. Be sure to hold on! ”

"I'm fine, I don't want to sleep." Lian Sheng said sensibly, and his voice echoed in the dark alleyway: "Brother Ye, I can last a long time." ”

"Woo, cough" I coughed to cover my injured throat, but I felt the pitiful hand on my face, and he asked me, "Brother Ye, why are you crying?" ”

I wiped away my tears, and my steps became faster, and I had to run to release this pain.

"I'm not crying, it's too dark here, and my eyes are itchy." I said it out loud, and I looked very frank.

"Hmm." The pity is a little tired, and he doesn't want to talk much.

And I can only call him all the way, running desperately, I feel that I have never run such a long road in my life, but remembering that this is the last part of the road of mercy, I look forward to it being longer.

All I could think of was one sentence: "Are you promising to take me out?" ”

Are you -- are you making a promise to take me out?!!

I breathed as hard as I could, so that I could maintain this speed, and soon the dark alleyway ran to the end, and in front of my eyes was an upward ramp, and at the end, there was already a glimmer of light.

I smiled happily and said to the sympathetic, "Did you see that?" We're going out, out of the world. ”

"Hmm." The poor were a little tired and seemed to be very sleepy.

I couldn't help but slap the pity a few times, and I didn't dare to delay, and ran desperately upward

At the end of the ramp is a cave, not long or too large, and at the entrance of the cave you can already see the snow-covered mountains and the morning sun.

It was a good day!

I rushed desperately towards the entrance of the cave with my arms in my arms, and shouted loudly: "Pity Sheng, look, look at it, this is the outside world." ”

"If I could do it. I'll take you out, and from now on, if you're not afraid of death, you can follow me." ”

"If I could see the outside world, even if I died, I would be willing."

"Silly!"

I stood at the mouth of the cave, gasping for breath just as the sun was just shining through the mountains, and the mountain wind was slightly cold, but like gentle flowing water.

The sudden light pierced my eyes and made me cry.

"It's beautiful." He leaned on my shoulder and whispered.