Chapter 52: A Broken Soul
readx;? On the third day of the man's downhill training, he met her, she was a cute little fox demon, and when the man saw the little fox demon, she was happily chasing a colorful butterfly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
She had hairy ears that twitched from time to time.
She has a long tail and is very cute with her furry hair.
She smiled very, very sweetly, like the clear spring water of a mountain stream, and she was the most demon-like demon he had ever seen.
The man had no intention of catching the little fox demon, but she jumped into the man's arms.
"Okay, you wicked, I wanted to spare your life, but you got my idea. ā
The man angrily slapped away the little fox demon that crashed into his arms, and then swung his long sword.
"Little dream, little dream, what's wrong with you?"
As soon as the man stabbed a sword in the heart of the little fox demon, a woman in red appeared instantly, slapped the man's body with one palm, and lifted the crumbling little fox demon with one hand.
"Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng, what's wrong with you?" the woman in red kept crying, tears like beads with broken threads.
The man froze in place, not knowing what to do, and wondering if he had really done something wrong.
"Her name is Xiaomeng?" the man couldn't help muttering Xiaomeng's name.
"Brother Yizhu, Brother Yizhu should be careful that there is a poisonous python that has been cultivated into a goblin near here, and she has already eaten a lot of people to increase her strength"
There was blood lying on the corner of his mouth, and his white clothes had been dyed red, Xiao Meng looked at the man and said slowly, what he said was to let the man be careful, not to take revenge, not to curse him.
Yizhu's heart trembled inexplicably, he looked at Xiaomeng's eyes, those eyes were crystal clear, like a lake with turquoise, when she was facing death, she was so quiet, as if she had stopped water, there was no resentment, and there was no blame for the murderer of the man.
Yizhu's mind floated in the previous time when Xiaomeng was running after butterflies, why was this scene so familiar?
The more Yizhu thought about it, the more headache he felt, and he even held his head and shook it wildly.
"Ahh
"Brother Yizhu, Brother Yizhu?"
Xiaomeng gently called Yizhu's very familiar name, Yizhu heard this voice, suddenly quieted a lot, he looked at Xiaomeng who was dying, "Brother Yizhu, Brother Yizhu, how do you know my name?"
"Because you've always been my brother Yizhu Yizhu!" Xiaomeng said with a little difficulty, but she tried her best to be coherent.
Yizhu was a lot quieter, slowly squatted down, looking at Xiaomeng's face that had begun to turn pale, he couldn't help but slowly stretched out his palm, and his hand instantly gathered qi, he actually wanted to save her.
Xiaomeng grabbed Yizhu's palm, held it tightly, tried to keep it normal, and then smiled softly, and said, "Brother Yizhu, it's useless, have you forgotten?" Your sword is a demon sword, I am a demon, and now I have been pierced in the heart by the demon sword, and I can't live." ā
Yizhu actually began to feel distressed, the little hand in his hand trembled slightly, he looked at the flower-like face, but there was a touch of crimson on the corner of his mouth, he inexplicably didn't like the crimson, he slowly stretched out his palm, wanting to wipe it clean for Xiaomeng.
"Get out, you don't know what to do, Sister Xiaomeng was originally kind enough to save you, but you killed her ruthlessly! She has been waiting for you for three hundred years, and you are so ruthless. The woman in red angrily opened Yizhu's hand, put her arms around the dying little dream, and fed the little dream a pill.
"Hongyi, don't say it, I don't blame Brother Yizhu, since we can't be together, then why do we have to suffer alive?" Xiaomeng took the pill, her spirit was much better, as if she had returned to the light, she looked at Yizhu and began to feel distressed.
"Xiaomeng, you are stupid, you don't blame him, you wait for him every day, think about him, for him, you moved to such a dangerous place to live, just to wait for the day when he went down the mountain to practice. ā
Hongyi pointed to Yizhu's nose and continued.
"But what about him? You have just met, and he has mercilessly pierced your heart and soul with his demon sword. ā
Hongyi glared at Yizhu and turned his head to look at Xiaomeng.
"Do you think you still have a chance? He caused you to lose thousands of years of cultivation in his previous life, and that's all in the past, let's not say, what about this life? He actually killed your broken soul with his own hands. ā
Hongyi stretched out his hand and pointed at Yizhu's nose and yelled.
"What's so good about him? What's so good about his feelings? Is it worth chasing after you are all about to be wiped out? Aren't you injured enough? Why are you going to die, and you still don't give up?"
Hongyi looked at Yizhu angrily with blood-red eyes, or Xiaomeng had told her, I am afraid that she would have been eager to cut him with a thousand knives, throw him into the oil pot and fry it after it was browned, chew it, and eat it in her stomach.
Yizhu looked at Hongyi with a stunned face, he didn't know what was going on, he couldn't remember, the more he thought about it, the more headache he felt.
"Brother Yizhu, don't think about it, forget it if you can't think of it. ā
Xiaomeng looked at Yizhu's sad expression, she was very distressed.
"Brother Yizhu, hug me, okay! I'm going to die, in fact, it's okay to die, I won't feel distressed when I die, I won't miss Brother Yizhu, I will forget everything when I die, forget to remember Brother Zhu." ā
Xiaomeng looked at Yizhu affectionately, as if he had a thousand words to say to Yizhu.
"I'm a little tired, I've waited for Brother Yizhu for more than 300 years, I've thought about Brother Yizhu for more than 300 years, and I've been worried about Brother Yizhu for more than 300 years. Now, I'm finally tired, it's just a pity!Brother Yizhu, we are about to separate when we first meet, I feel that time is so short for the umpteenth time, I want it to stay for a while, even if it's just for a while, I have too many things I want to say to Brother Yizhu. ā
It's been more than three hundred years, and Xiaomeng really has too many things to say to Yizhu, and she keeps talking, for fear that she won't have enough time.
Although Yizhu couldn't remember who Xiaomeng was, he still agreed to Xiaomeng's request and hugged Xiaomeng tightly in his arms.
The long-lost hug is so familiar, but I just can't remember it, and I don't have any impression at all.
He began to believe what Xiaomeng said, maybe, maybe they had really met in their previous lives! Maybe, maybe it was really a pair of lovers who loved each other deeply!
"Xiaomeng, don't you sleep, you say, I listen, although I can't remember it now, but I want to hear you say what happened to us before, maybe, listen to it, I will remember? Don't be discouraged, didn't you say it? You have waited for me for more than 300 years, thought about me for more than 300 years, worried about me for more than 300 years, and now, you finally see me, so you have to give yourself more time, let me think of you, think of everything. Don't worry, I will definitely want to work harder, and I will definitely think faster. ā
Yizhu looked at the tired little dream in his arms, how much he regretted it, and his heart couldn't help but ripple, he really wanted to know their past, everything in the past.
Whether it was sad or happy, he wanted to know that those pasts were worth waiting for Xiaomeng for more than 300 years, thinking about it for more than 300 years, and worrying about it for more than 300 years.
In more than 300 years, how many births, old age, sickness and death, how many joys and sorrows, how many joys and sorrows and partings, how many joys and sorrows, and how many joys and sorrows a person has to face, will all these things be like spikes, stabbing someone in the heart?
What a lonely more than 300 years, she was just a weak woman, a poor little fox demon, but she waited for it.
However, in the past 300 years, how much expectation, how much longing, how much comfort she has, maybe she never thought that the ending would be like this, a tragic separation.
"Brother Yizhu, it's okay, it's okay if you can't remember Xiaomeng. ā
Xiaomeng let out a long sigh.
In fact, this is the best ending, and the most perfect ending. ā
The little dream lasted for a long time and continued.
"Xiaomeng doesn't want Brother Yizhu to follow Xiaomeng's old path, that way, Xiaomeng came over, and he really felt very bitter, painful, and lonely. Xiaomeng doesn't want Brother Yizhu to think about it, Brother Yizhu, Xiaomeng is very happy and happy now, Brother Yizhu don't be sad, Xiaomeng is just a little sleepy! But Xiaomeng really doesn't want to close his eyes and don't want to fall asleep. Xiaomeng is really scared, very scared, afraid that as soon as Xiaomeng closes his eyes, he won't be able to see Brother Yizhu anymore! Brother Yizhu, don't you leave Xiaomeng, okay?
After Xiaomeng finished speaking, his eyes looked at Yizhu gently, letting the mountain wind blow his body and blow away his soul, but those eyes still looked at Yizhu so gently, as if he wanted to keep the most beautiful Yizhu in front of him forever.
"Don't come to disturb Xiaomeng in the future, you and her are not suitable. Hongyi took a bead left by Xiaomeng, glanced at Yizhu, and left.
Later, Yizhu inherited the head of the house, and only learned through the 'Immortal Jade Memory Mirror' of this door that it turned out that that day, there was a poisonous snake demon behind him who was opening his bloody mouth and wanted to eat the man, and Xiaomeng just kindly saved him.
It turns out that they were really a pair of lovers who loved each other deeply in their previous lives, but humans and demons fell in love, and heaven did not tolerate it.
Later, Yizhu's parents paid for a master of the Daomen to hunt down Xiaomeng.
Since then, Xiaomeng has been hunted down by the Daomen and died in the world.
Once, the master of the Daomen used Yizhu as a bait to lure Xiaomeng into a trap specially set up by the Daomen for Xiaomeng.
At that time, Yizhu died in order to save Xiaomeng, and Yizhu was unfortunately beaten by the Taoist magic weapon, and all this was caused by Xiaomeng is a demon, Xiaomeng didn't expect that in the end, he killed his favorite Yizhu.
In order to repair Yizhu's soul, Xiaomeng spent thousands of years cultivating, and finally Xiaomeng sent Yizhu to the mortal world to reincarnate.
But because Yizhu's soul was shattered, he didn't live for a few months before he died.
Xiaomeng kept helping Yizhu repair his soul, and kept sending him to the mortal world to reincarnate, for more than three hundred years, she had done this kind of thing countless times, thinking of ways day and night.
Until one time, she heard that the spells of the Dao Gate could strengthen Yizhu's soul and not be shattered.
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