Chapter 57: Linjiang Immortal (its twenty-two)
"I don't know how to describe you. ”
The bright sunlight sprinkled on every corner of the mausoleum city, setting off the blood red more vivid and beaficial, an hour had passed since noon, and there were less than three hours before the city was completely asleep underwater, but the whole city was probably no longer alive now.
The seal was hot from the sun, so he got into Ling Yanluo's arms again.
The river breeze blew across his face with a thick bloody breath, and the dark blue gauze he was wearing was puffed up by the wind, and in this strange atmosphere, it seemed that his sleeves were filled not with wind, but with thousands of resentful spirits.
"Since you love this apprentice, why do you treat her like this? It's not impossible to tell her the truth directly, when you look at the little girl's memory, I also follow it, and it's already tragic enough, the old man doesn't think there's any need to beat her like this. ”
Ling Yanluo raised her eyes, "I've always been worried about how to make her shoulder her own responsibility, but as the heir, she doesn't have any thoughts and consciousness to take on this responsibility. She is very special and strange, her life is extremely miserable, but her world is very complete, she doesn't know what she wants to do, but she knows what she wants. ”
"I don't know where this light comes from in her heart, but it's so bright that she always puts herself first. ”
But there can be no light in her heart. ”
"Only by cutting off the last path in the darkness will she do what she is supposed to do. ”
The seal shrank into his clothes, was silent for a long time, and finally said, "You are like a wicked person at this time." ”
Ling Yanluo lowered her head and stopped talking.
Is it bad?
When a city and a country fall because of her, is this a good ending?
Song Liuguang and the three of them shivered next to each other, a small open-air courtyard full of firewood and waste wood.
Li Yuanniang, a weak woman, was probably scared stupid, her eyes were dull, and she didn't say a word, Lin Can squatted beside her covered in blood, looking at her with a worried face, but she didn't know what to say, he knew that Li Yuanniang still had a husband and son, so he shouldn't be able to accept the reality for a while.
Lin Can bled a lot, but fortunately, the injured part was not so important, his life was safe, his black eyes were staring at his feet tightly, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked like a weak and delicate teenager. There was no movement from the front and back doors, but pools of blood oozed from the cracks in each of them.
Three people, one big and two small, were squatting in the middle of the courtyard, and they didn't want to be stained with the blood, Song Liuguang proposed to bandage Lin Can's wounds, but Lin Can waved his hand, and he showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Anyway, it's just one day." Song Liuguang asked him who the child was, but Lin Can was silent, which made her a little angry.
Song Liuguang asked Lin Can again when the water would flood, and Lin Can said that it was dark, so it was only three hours.
Song Liuguang felt a little uneasy in her heart, she didn't know how to get out, the more she stayed in this city, the more uncomfortable she became, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get out, and she was even more afraid that Ling Yanluo would deliberately lose her.
This doesn't make sense at all, he's so powerful, why did he get lost with himself, so many things are happening now, but he hasn't found himself yet.
Song Liuguang hugged his legs, and the two butterflies on his head shone beautifully in the sun, lifelike, as if they were about to fly away.
Is it because I didn't study seriously?