Chapter 125: It's better not to fight, it's better not to see

She is the most beautiful among the three idiots in the world, after listening to the sad news, she did not hesitate to change into a plain shirt, rode a white horse into the wasteland, galloped thousands of miles day and night, her face was covered with frost and dust, not haggard, compared with the delicate face of the past, it can indeed be said to be ugly.

Prince Longqing didn't look back at her face, his eyes moved from the faint morning light in the east to the deep night in the north, smelling the slightly sour taste coming from the end of his nose, and his heart was also slightly sour. He knew that his fiancΓ©e loved cleanliness the most, and he actually smelled of sweat in such a cold winter day, and he could imagine how she had come all the way.

Because of the soreness in his heart and the exhaustion of his body, he suddenly got a little tired, looked down at the ugly wound on his chest, and said indifferently: "I once had a dream. ”

Lu Chenjia didn't know what he was going to say, he just hugged him gently, touching his thin and dusty face.

"I had the deepest dream when I was climbing the last few steps of the mountain behind the academy, in which I was faced with the most difficult choice of my life, but I didn't have much time to think about it, so I reached out and grabbed the sword at my waist. ”

Prince Longqing looked at the hand wrapped around her chest, and said in a slightly sandy voice: "Then I pulled out that sword and stabbed you in the chest, even though you looked at me so sadly, I still didn't look back." ”

A gust of morning breeze hit, no snow and cold, Lu Chenao's body stiffened slightly, but the hand holding him tighter, because she heard something from his indifferent voice that made her feel scared.

"In fact I was in pain, but I don't regret it because I firmly believe it was the right choice. ”

Prince Longqing raised his hand with difficulty, pointed to the black hole-like wound on his chest and abdomen, and said: "I spent many years in that strange dream, and then my chest was also pierced by a wooden sword, just like in the early years of my dream, I stabbed you in the early years, I didn't die, a flower grew out of my chest, a flower cast of gold, that golden flower is so beautiful, it can even be said to be perfect, reflecting the brilliance of Haotian, extremely solemn." ”

"The golden flower on my chest is the compensation for me to give up a qiΔ“ to serve Haotian, I am holding a Dao sword, and the golden flower on my chest is walking on the bright road, but what makes me feel sad, regret and even angry is that I paid so much in my dream, but I still couldn't get to the end, why is this?"

Prince Longqing's eyes reflected the brighter and brighter morning light in the east, faintly like ghost fire, without the slightest affection that human beings should have, only endless despair and incomprehension of the heavens.

"Why is this happening? Is absolute light absolute darkness? But what I see and feel in my Dao heart is light! Why did Haotian give me such a severe trial? Does he think that my Dao heart is not firm enough? I have been so perfect since I was a child, why do I have to endure so many setbacks?"

The luster in his eyes gradually faded, dim as the night when the morning light first saw in the north, and after a moment of silence, he smiled a little nervously, raised his right hand with difficulty to cover the poor wound hole that leaked like the lips of a dying old man, and said: " It wasn't until Ning Que's arrow pierced through the chest and abdomen on the top of the snow cliff that no gold-cast flower bloomed, only a miserable and desperate blood flower, that I knew that there was no perfect existence in this world at all, all the pride and glory of the past, just to make a footnote to the final destruction, just like the more gorgeous the carved Taoist hall building on the peach mountain, the more sentimental and moving it would be when it overturned. β€œ

Lu Chenjia hugged his arms and trembled slightly, she couldn't understand what Long Qing was talking about, obviously those words were clear, but the meaning contained in them was so fragmented and illogical, and even so fragmented that she couldn't understand it, she could only feel, feel the despair and self-abandonment inside.

Prince Longqing said slowly and lonely: "I know that you really pity me, but I am not qualified to accept your pity now and in the future, so don't be pity, just talk to me." ”

He slowly pulled Lu Chenjia's hands around his neck away, and said, "Don't worry that I will commit suicide, although I do have no nostalgia for this world and have despaired, I will not seek death, because Haotian seems to think that the punishment and torture I have suffered is not enough, and he does not want me to die." ”

Prince Longqing, who was seriously injured, had no strength at all. But when his fingers touched the back of Lu Chenjia's hand, Lu Chenjia let go without any resistance.

Lu Chenjia knelt beside him, looking at his side face that was no longer handsome, and even looked extremely cold and ugly, there were no tears in his eyes, no sadness, only love and pity from the deepest part of his heart.

"You just said that there is no perfect thing in the world, then there is nothing that cannot be changed, whether it is the arrow wound you suffered or your future cultivation, you will definitely be able to return to normal, the master of the sect can cure you, and I can also go to my aunt to find a way to go to the Hanging Temple, those great masters of the Buddha sect must have a way to heal you. ”

Prince Longqing said: "The heart of the dying path of man must be clear, I have never been so weak as now, but I have never understood myself like now, when I broke through the realm, the sea of knowledge was destroyed, I have no hope of practicing in this life, I can't teach, even if it's the light god seat in the hidden pavilion, and the guys who keep themselves silent in the Buddhist sect can't do it." ”

"Don't hold up any more vain hopes, no one can change my fate. ”

He looked at the distance and said quietly: "On the stone outside the chai gate of the mountain behind the academy, it should be the master who left me four words, I have forgotten it, but a few days ago before I died, I thought about it inexplicably, those four words are indisputable for a gentleman." At that time, I didn't understand the true meaning of these four words, but I thought I understood them very well, so I felt unwilling and even contemptuous and sneered at them, but I wanted to fight more and more. Now I understand that the Master is talking about my character, and a person's character will determine a person's fate.

"I've been fighting all my life. ”

"Although you don't know the true relationship between me and my brother Chongming, I am indeed fighting with him, and the fight is known to the whole world, I am fighting with him for the throne of the world. ”

"In the Heavenly Oracle Academy, I also fight, and what I want to fight for is the status of the chief disciple, because I am unwilling to love the priest who loves me, once he loses power, I will be humiliated and ridiculed, and I am fighting for a breath at that time. ”

"In the adjudication department, I have to fight even more, in the face of this crazy woman, if I don't fight for some affairs and power, how can I be qualified to sit opposite her?

"I have had glory and victory, I thought it was all the result of fighting, but now I am in the abyss of despair, and I realize that the master has already seen through it, and all the sins and despair are fought for by myself. ”

"It's better not to fight. ”

Lu Chenjia knelt beside him weakly, lowered his head and listened to him muttering to himself, the hair floating on his forehead swayed like lifeless grass wool in the wasteland, his face was pale and there was no trace of blood.

Prince Longqing laughed stupidly, his pale smile looked extremely desperate, and said, "Do you know? I used to really think that I was the guardian of the light, no matter how many people I killed and how many bloody things I did in your eyes, my Dao heart was still clean, because I firmly believed that I was carrying out Haotian's will. ”

"Since I am the guardian of the light, since I am carrying out the will of Haotian, of course I must be a perfect person, so I pay great attention to the description of appearance, dress and groom, and speak rigorously, I rarely drink alcohol to prevent disorder, I am gentle to people and strict with myself, I pay attention to demeanor and temperament, even if I deal with the remnants of the extremely difficult Demon Sect, I have never made a sneak attack, that time in the mountain behind the academy, it was clear that I arrived first, but for the so-called demeanor, I waited for Ning Que for a long time, and finally waited for the most tricky and shameless enemy in my life. ”

Prince Longqing looked at the faint sky dome stupidly, and said: "After the injury, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't die inexplicably, so I was thinking that Haotian didn't abandon me, it just pointed to the opposite path for me? So I wanted to try to go into the dark, I didn't want to care about any more demeanor, I accumulated a lot of strength, mustered up a lot of courage, picked up the hunting knife, and slashed at the head of a little boy who was only twelve years old, but you know what happened? I didn't succeed." ”

"I'm willing to give up even the light, I'm shameless, I'm already planning to surrender to the darkness and go to the absolute easy side, but why haven't I succeeded?"

Prince Longqing's eyes showed great fear, and he muttered: "It turns out that this is not a story of Haotian Trial believers, not a story of falling from light to darkness, not a story of those legends that are painful but still retain hope, this is just a story forgotten by Haotian.

"It's really painful to struggle between light and darkness, and it's even more painful to surrender to the darkness, but that pain is alive and alive, but what about me now? I just want to surrender to the darkness, but I'm turned away, it turns out that I'm not qualified to let Haotian abandon it at all, I'm just a little person forgotten by Haotian in the north of the wasteland. ”

He coughed in pain, his thin body as stiff as an old man, as if he were about to make a snowdrift in the wasteland.

Lu Chenjia looked at him stupidly, and suddenly the sadness in his eyes gradually disappeared, he slowly stood up, shook his body slightly, and said calmly and firmly: "I'll kill Ning Que first." ”

"Does this make sense?" Prince Longqing struggled to stand up, turned around and held her haggard but still beautiful cheeks, his dirty fingers slowly rubbing against her skin, and said, "It doesn't make sense. ”

Lu Chenjia looked at the face that was close at hand, and found that this face had become extremely unfamiliar, her heart ached, and she bit her lower lip gently, she knew that if she couldn't get rid of the despair and demons in Long Qing's heart, she couldn't take him away from this wasteland, but she knew that there was no way to make Long Qing go back to the past.

Prince Longqing has known her for many years, from the palace of the Moon Wheel Kingdom to the Heavenly Oracle Academy, he has been in love for many years, and he knows very well the fanaticism under the elegant and indifferent temperament of the nymphomania, and he guessed what she was going to do when he saw her expression, and took two steps back with difficulty, widening the distance between him and her, and yelled with an unusually indifferent expression: "Don't try to knock me unconscious!"

"I'm a wasted person, but I don't want to say disgusting things like those wasted people, don't sympathize with me, please stay away from me, and so on! I just want to say a few simple words to you? You have to do these disgusting things like those talented and beautiful people! Do you have to make me cry like an idiot!"

Prince Longqing's voice was hoarse, and he roared at her angrily.

Lu Chenjia looked at him with a pale face, his hands on his chest as if begging, as if he wanted to use this action to calm the pain in his heart, and as if he wanted to show that he would not use his hands to stun him.

There was a dead silence in the cold wasteland.

After a long silence, Prince Longqing suppressed the crazy anger on his face. There was no life or hope on that once perfect face, and he said with a very slow and indifferent tone of despair in his eyes: "Don't sympathize with me, don't make me feel that you are sympathizing with me, see you today, it's better not to see you." ”

Lu Chenjia didn't say anything, and slowly lowered the hand that was mixed in his chest.

Long Qing turned around, picked up the branch that had been broken in half, and continued to walk north.

Lu Chenjia was silent for a moment, and then followed him to the north.

Long Qing was too seriously injured, the speed of walking was too slow, after a long time, he only walked out of dozens of feet, fell three times on the way, the branch flew away, he no longer had the strength to pick it up, and the wound in the abdomen cracked open again, began to seep blood to the thin clothes, and condensed into ice blood beads in the cold wind.

Lu Chenjia kept following him, his face became more and more pale, but he never stepped forward to support him.

Tired of the prince, Prince Longqing sat down on the hard wasteland ground, grabbed a handful of snow with his right hand and stuffed it into his mouth to chew for a moment, and then tried to stand up and continue northward, but he did not stand firmly, and fell heavily on the ground again.

He angrily pounded the ground beside him, but because of his weakness, the remaining snow on the ground did not splash a bit.

Lu Chenjia looked at him silently behind him.

Long Qing knew that she was behind her, and after taking a breath for a while, he suddenly roared: "What should be said is finished, if you want to see each other again, you have already seen her, what are you still doing with me? If you follow me again, I will die for you." ”

Lu Chenjia's body shook slightly, and then quickly recovered, and a trace of perseverance flashed on the girl's bright face, even the most delicate flower also has thorns and stems, and she also has her own bottom limit. She looked at the back of the dog-like man in front of her, and shouted, "Then you die for me!"

Prince Longqing's body stiffened slightly.

Lu Chenjia's face was pale, but he stubbornly refused to cry, and shouted: "We have been together for so many years, but you have always refused to let me see you clearly, so you will not even show me death?" But I really want to see it, so if you want to die, then die in front of me, I will collect your body, and then go back to the Central Plains to remarry." ”

Long Qing was silent for a moment, and laughed like a madman: "What a crazy woman, no one dares to marry you even if she remarries." ”

Lu Chenjia shouted: "Remarrying is marrying someone else, you are already dead at that time, you don't need to worry about it." ”

Long Qing was silent, and then continued north.

Lu Chenjia also stopped talking, and followed him silently to continue north.

The big snowhorse followed behind wearily.

From early morning to dusk, the wind and snow rise again on the wasteland.

Cold wind bones.

Flakes of snow pressed down.

Still walking together.

(You should still be able to write at night, about ** o'clock.) (To be continued)