Qing Ci fell asleep for three days before waking up, and in these three days, Hua Wuying racked his brains to think about how to tell Qing Ci who woke up, after all, according to Qing Ci's temperament, if he learned that he had changed his life to him, he was afraid that he would not want to live alone.

But Hua Wuyin is not allowed, no matter what, she wants to keep him alive. If hope can't keep a person alive, then hate, she wants him to hate her, she wants him to leave, she wants him to live, she just wants him to live.

When Qingci woke up, he saw Hua Wuying, who was injured and sitting indifferently on the edge of the bed. "Hua Mo, I, I ......" Qing Ci woke up and slurred the name of Hua Wuying, wanting to reach out to pull her.

Qing Ci didn't expect that he didn't die, and the master and wife who raised him didn't save him, but this cold Hua Wuying rescued him at the cost of serious injuries.

"You can't die. But you go, I don't want to see you again. Hua Wuying glanced at Qing Ci lying on the bed in disgust, her heart was dripping blood, but she had to be ruthless.

"It turns out that you also dislike me as the son of the snake demon. Qing Ci thought of his master, of his brothers, and of everything he saw with his green eyes.

"Yes. Hua Wuying said indifferently.

"Then why do you want to save me? you just burn me like them, and I'm not done. Qing Ci suddenly grabbed Hua Wuying's shoulder uncontrollably and shook it vigorously.

Why save him?

Why save him when he was desperate, and then hate him like those people?

Qingci felt that it was not terrible to be in hell, but what was terrible was that someone pulled him out of hell and took him to the clouds, and kicked him back to hell with another kick.

The weak Hua Wuying was almost spurted out of a mouthful of blood by such a shake, and hurriedly pushed Qing Ci away.

"I saved you, I saved you just to repay the favor you gave me at sea that day and carried me back to the Valley of the Flower Soul. ”

"Do you think I've been bewitched by demons? How can the Valley Lord of Flower Soul Valley owe others a favor that I don't repay. ”

Hua Wuying opened his mouth coldly, his thin lips hooked up evilly, and he looked at Qing Ci with a sarcastic expression. Every word she said was cold and piercing, piercing Qingci's heart and her own heart.

"If I were burned to death that day, would you be a little sad?" Qing Ci heard Hua Wuying's cold voice, and his heart was like a knife.

But he was not reconciled, could it be that Hua Wuying's previous treatment of him was fake? Or was it just because he was a demon? He didn't dare to know such an answer, but he still couldn't help but ask.

"Of course you will be sad, if you die, I will always owe a demon favor, do you say I'm sad?" Hua Wuying squinted and raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

She didn't expect Qing Ci to be angry yet, but with this question, she had to let him leave immediately.

"Hua Wuying!" Qing Ci used his spiritual power, and looked directly at Hua Wuying's cold eyes with a pair of light green eyes, Hua Wuying was not afraid of him to look, and raised his eyes to meet his gaze.

Qingci was desperate, it turned out that Hua Wuying didn't want to lie, she really thought so.

She really dislikes him as the son of the snake demon, she really just saved him just to repay the grace of that day, even if he dies, she won't feel the slightest sadness.

"Qingxiyun, you get out of here!" Hua Wuying pointed indifferently to the door, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"Xiyun?hehe, the word Xiyun was taken for me by the Lord of the Flower Valley back then, you said save me, you said let me go, let me roll, okay, I roll, there is no Qingxiyun in this world. ”

Qing Ci smiled mockingly, but the smile on his face was even uglier than crying, and he left the Flower Soul Valley without looking back.

It wasn't until she couldn't hear Qingci's footsteps that Hua Wuying spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the little spiritual power she had left was all used to spread the panic.

What Qingci's light green eyes saw was what Hua Wuying wanted him to see, she wanted him to hate her, only then would he leave, and he would forget that she would live well.

Qingci, you ask me if I will be sad if you die. I won't

Maybe you are my calamity, there are flowers and no shadows in this red dust, but because there are clear words in this red dust, if there is no you in this red dust, there will be no me, how can I be sad?

My father once told me not to have a weakness, I never knew what a weakness was, and now I know, and fortunately I didn't know it too late.

Hua Wuying barely stood up and walked outside the house, looking at this large area of demonic red flowers on the other side, she gradually felt exhausted.

At the moment of falling, Hua Wuying felt that he was being held up, and he was shocked: It can't be that Qingci hasn't left yet, this is impossible.

Hua Wuying looked sideways with difficulty, and suddenly relieved her heart, and what supported her was a woman in a light yellow robe, this woman was extremely familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"Shadowless, you body. The woman in yellow walked to the big tree in the sea of flowers with the weak Hua Wuying, and let her lean against the thick trunk.

She used her spiritual power to probe the shadowless spiritual veins of the flower, knowing that she had run out of oil and only had a day or two left at most, but she couldn't bear to say it.

"Who are you?" Hua Wuying looked at the slightly familiar woman, and after a turn of his mind, he still couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he asked in a cold voice.

"No shadow, I'm Bai Jinxiu. The woman said softly, she is the junior sister of Hua Wuying's mother, Bai Jinxiu, who has been ervacant since her senior sister Bai Jinhan married into the Flower Soul Valley.

Hua Wuying recognized her aunt who had a relationship with her when she was a child. Even now, she doesn't care why her aunt disappeared for so many years and suddenly appeared, and she never saw her even after her mother died.

"Auntie, why are you here? It's a faint, icy declarative sentence.

Bai Jinxiu didn't care about Hua Wuying, who didn't seem to welcome her very much, and said to herself: "I heard about the glorious deeds of the Lord of the Flower Valley, and came to see you." ”

Also, such a big thing must have been spread a long time ago.

Hua Wuying didn't want to say anything, narrowed her eyes, she just wanted to be quiet in this last time, as for other things else, she didn't want to ask, and she didn't want to listen.

"Wuying, aunt is sorry for you. Bai Jinxiu looked at Hua Wuying's face, which was seven points similar to Bai Jinhan, and choked up when she wanted to speak.

Over the years, there has been one thing that has been pressing on Bai Jinxiu's heart, and she is breathless.

"Let's go. "Hua Wuying didn't want someone to start crying around before he died.

"Wuying, I killed your father and mother. Bai Jinxiu finally couldn't help but let out a sobbing sound.

Hua Wuying, who was thinking about making the person in front of him disappear quickly, suddenly opened his eyes, and a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

In the past ten years, no matter how many spies she has sent, she has not found any news about the poisoning of her parents, and this aunt who suddenly appeared actually said that she was the murderer.

This news was a little unacceptable for a while. That's her mother's favorite sister, a sister who has always been cold and can't help but smile when she occasionally talks about her aunt.

"Why is that?" Hua Wuying struggled to stand up, looked at Bai Jinxiu coldly and asked sharply.

"For as long as I can remember, it was my sister Jinhan who took me to change my clothes every day, and the porridge was blown and blown before she tried the temperature before feeding it to me. ”

"I don't know who my parents are, I only know that I have lived in Mingyoudong since I was a child, and only my sister and master are worried. Bai Jinxiu leaned against the trunk of the tree, looked down at her toes and said silently.

Hua Wuying listened to her voice very softly, as if she was stuck in a memory, and did not interrupt her.

"When I was a little older, Jin Han took me up the mountain every day to collect medicine, took me to the beach to catch fish, and took me to play all over the island. Jin Han told me that we are all children picked up by the master Bai Wei. ”

"Although Master Bai Wei accepted us as apprentices, taught us medical skills and led us to practice magic since childhood, but in fact, Bai Wei is a madman, and she used us to test poison. Bai Jinxiu said this, and her emotions suddenly became excited.

"Every time Bai Wei researched something new, she would force me and Jin Han to drink it, and then watch us wriggle on the ground in agony, until we thought we were dying, and she would let us try her new antidote. ”

"She's just crazy, and she often locks us up in the cave's stone chamber, which is full of poisons, poisonous snakes, poisonous spiders, poisonous scorpions, poisonous centipedes, everything. ”

"At that time, it was Jin Han who hugged me tightly and told me not to be afraid, I never thought about how I would have lived without Jin Han. ”

Hua Wuying's heart felt uncomfortable, her mother had never told her this, it turned out that her mother had been subjected to inhuman torture when she was young.

"Many, many times, Jin Han and I thought that we would never see the sun tomorrow again, but always when we were desperate, she took action, she didn't allow us to die, we ate poison, we jumped into the sea, we thought of countless ways to kill themselves, but she always had a way to save us. ”

"You say she is not a devil, not only does she not let us die, but she also urges us to practice magic and healing, and teaches us how to make all kinds of poisons. We dare not be lazy every day, and once we are lazy, it is a torture that is worse than death. ”

Bai Jinxiu's tone gradually became cold again, as if she was telling someone else's past.

"That day, she poured me another bowl of black decoction, and within half an hour, I felt as uncomfortable as if my internal organs were being burned, and after another half an hour, the burning sensation faded, like thousands of insects were biting. ”

"I rolled on the ground in pain, and every blood vessel in my body felt like it was about to crack. Bai Wei stood aside and watched indifferently, Jin Han knelt on the ground and pulled her clothes and begged her bitterly, begging her to give me an antidote. ”

Bai Jinxiu said this, and the tears rolling in her eyes finally dropped. It is not two lines of clear tears, but teardrops the size of beans, one drop, one drop, one drop, as if it weighs a thousand catties.

But Bai Wei was still indifferent, Jin Han cried so much that she was upset, she kicked Jin Han out, and Jin Han hit the mountain wall hard. ”

But Jin Han didn't give up, she got up and crawled to the ground to beg Bai Wei again, she kowtowed on the ground again and again, knocking on her forehead with blood, but Bai Wei still kicked her away. ”

"I didn't want to see Jin Han like this, I endured the pain and crawled over and hugged her, I begged Jin Han to kill me, as long as I died, I would be freed, and Jin Han didn't have to beg that madman anymore. ”

"But Jinhan, she didn't allow me to die, she hugged me and told me that I was her only relative, she wouldn't let me die, she told me to hold on, she said that no matter how difficult and desperate I am, I must not give up the hope of living. ”

Hua Wuying saw Bai Jinxiu beside her with a sad expression, and her eyes were red, like a wisp of ghost wandering in the netherworld and being tortured.

She wanted to offer words of comfort, but at this moment, any words were so pale and weak. Those wounds that have been cut open are not relieved by a word or two of comfort.

No one can easily understand the grief of others, and the so-called empathy is ultimately no match for the pain suffered by the person concerned.

No one can easily alleviate the pain of others, except for listening silently and weakly, no matter what they say or do, they cannot reverse time and prevent the scars of the past from falling.