Jiang Qiuchi's soft voice continued.

In her hand, I don't know when there was a little blue cloth bag.

It was something that the boy gave her to keep when he was alive.

"Remember?"

"In the Mirror Lake, he once took it out."

The light blue eyes were stunned, but there was no emotion on his face.

thoughts, it seems, with Jiang Qiuchi's narration, and the little cyan cloth bag, returned to the year together.

I remember that the horizon was slightly yellowish.

Boys and girls, standing in front of the house that carried many of their memories, said their final goodbyes to it.

With a flick of your fingertips, you cut off a strand of green silk.

Then it was wrapped slowly and delicately.

"It's a return gift."

She said seriously.

I still remember that the teenagers at that time always loved to laugh, and their black and white eyes flashed with expectations for the future.

He carefully took it and put it in his arms.

Then Mu Sanniang saw this cloth bag again, and it was already winter many years later.

The night was as thick as ink, silent.

It was as if the whole person was immersed in water, and his movements were sluggish, and his breathing stopped.

I think it was the first time that the girl had slashed at him.

"You sleep with her, but you can't sleep with me?"

"No, sister, it's not like that......"

Guilt flashed in his eyes, and he tried to explain.

But the girl had already turned away and refused to listen.

Thoughts, stopped here.

During her time in Liucheng, Mu Sanniang rarely thought about these past events.

She always felt that she was so strange in that memory.

So much so that I don't even dare to touch the memories.

But now, Jiang Qiuchi slowly said what the young man didn't have time to say back then.

"I don't know if he told you later, but I think it depends on his temperament, most of them won't say it, and most of them won't want me to say it."

"But I'm really a little uncomfortable, anyway, he's not here now, and he can't control me."

She pursed her lips and raised her eyes to stare at the girl's beautiful cheeks.

"I really envy you."

She repeated again.

"He said he wanted to give you a full and happy ending, not that unclear, under your resentment."

Speaking of this, Jiang Qiuchi lowered his head again.

The graceful figure hidden under the red dress trembled imperceptibly.

"He has always felt that you look good, whether you are wearing that plain Luo skirt or a more elegant white dress."

She began to mimic the tone of the teenager when he talked about the topic.

"In short, Sanniang is very good-looking......"

"Hmm...... So if you wear a wedding dress, it will look good......"

Forcing herself to finish saying this, the red dress took a step back.

No one could see her look clearly.

"I'm just saying this to tell you that he loves you more than you think."

"He gave up a lot of things for you."

"He originally had the talent that surpassed everyone, he could have become a big man admired by all the monks in the world, but in the end he was willing to accompany you in this small willow city, playing these boring tricks."

"Even paid with his life for such a trick."

Jiang Qiuchi said, and finally looked up, her always soft face was cold like never before.

She looked at the girl in front of her coldly, and said word by word: "He loves you very much." ”

"But you're not."

In her beautiful eyes, inadvertent sadness flashed.

"You're just a few steps ahead of me."

"Why?"

The voice grew lower, not like a reproach, not a question.

"Since ancient times, among the talented monks, which one is not a group of Taoist monks behind them?"

"And yet you are in trouble because of that paranoid possessiveness......"

Jiang Qiuchi's words gradually stopped.

Because the girl who had been listening quietly in front of her finally spoke up.

In the pale blue eyes, there is some mist.

"Brother, it's really a liar."

The tone was murmuring, like a whisper from a dream.

When Jiang Qiuchi heard this, disappointment flashed on his face, and then he shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk any more, and turned around to walk out of the room.

But the movement behind her forced her to stop.

"You like, you really like him?"

Mu Sanniang's voice sounded in her ears.

Although he was shocked, Jiang Qiuchi still had to admit the fact at the moment.

She was actually hugged.

However, this shock was quickly dispersed by the girl's questioning.

She frowned, "If that's all you want to ask, just let it go." ”

However, Mu Sanniang did not let go obediently as she imagined.

Instead, he whispered, "I can take you to him." ”

The subtle sound fell on Jiang Qiuchi's ears, but it was no less than a thunderclap on the ground.

"What did you say?"

She almost thought she had misheard.

But the girl gave an affirmation.

"I said, I can take you, go to him......"

The long-lost black knife and the red-gold Gu worm appeared at some point.

The Gu worm circled the girl's feet, and its two narrow tentacles stood up high, happily spinning back and forth.

It knew that their king was finally returning.

She made her choice after all.

Knife out of the netherworld.

The owner of that knife is naturally the Lord of the Netherworld.

The Lord of the Netherworld is in charge of the six realms of reincarnation, between life and death, and is the boundary of all worlds.

She wants to live, but she can't die.

The girl held the knife and murmured softly.

"Brother...... Can't run away. ”

"I've said it a long time ago."

……

……

The day after Chen An disappeared.

The girl held a knife and re-ascended the Taixuantian ladder.

This time, no one could stop it.

The only true monarch of the catastrophe is outside, and he has no skills to withdraw and can't come back to Nanshan.

The only thing left on the South Mountain is a trace of his divine thoughts.

The girl's white dress fluttered, and she smashed Shangxuanfeng with a knife.

Then he went to the dark prison and then beheaded Zuo Yunshan.

A knife head, clean and neat.

In the seventh subterranean level, the sealed entrance, she received the full inheritance of the Nether Lord.

The rest seems to be much simpler.

Find your brother and bring him back.

Well, it's been a long time since I've had my brother treat her......

But to the girl's surprise, she searched the entire netherworld, but she didn't find the boy in her memory.

So the girl returned to Liucheng.

She stood in the small courtyard in the south of the city and quietly looked at the two trees for a long time.

Finally, once again, the knife was swung.

And this time, the object of the girl's knife swing is no longer a concrete person or object.

This knife slashed straight at the heavenly dome that was always high above.

……

……

Whoop -

The sound of rain is crisp.

After the third life, Chen An once thought about it.

Who does he miss more?

Was it the tomboy who pulled him up from the snowdrift, or the red coat who fought desperately to block his sword for him?

Is it the unpalatable cake that has never been eaten since, or is it a night of tenderness in the cave?

Chen An couldn't think of an answer.

So he shamefully chose to escape and seal his memory.

However, now the familiar pale blue eyes have reappeared in front of them.

"Brother, you can't escape."

"No matter how far away, no matter how long."

"I'll find you."

She whispered.

Just like it was back then.

(End of chapter)