Chapter 421: A Mixture of Emotions
The paper money in the sky fluttered in the wind, and finally she didn't know where to fly, Lingxi, who had silent tears, looked at the coffin covered with layers of loess, and finally couldn't see anything, and her tears finally stopped.
But she kept standing in front of the tombstone, refusing to leave.
"Lingxi, are you really willing to stay here and be with them?" Nanfeng asked as he walked up to her, his face also full of sadness, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.
"What do you mean by that?" Lingxi asked, tilting his head.
Nanfeng shook his head helplessly, and then said with a serious face: "You yourself also understand, you are not the same as them." And you can guarantee that the person you became after remembering everything will be acceptable to them. β
"This is a matter for the future, ...... now" Lingxi was interrupted by Nanfeng before he finished speaking, and said: "The word love comes from nature, and it hurts others and hurts oneself." β
Hearing this, Lingxi laughed, then looked at Nanfeng and said, "You should say this to yourself." And I'm not as obsessed as you think. β
Nanfeng was silent for a moment, fixed his gaze on the white sky and said, "Then I'll tell you, when you recall all your memories, you may kill Bai Junqian, then you still don't want to go?"
"No way, I said it doesn't have to be ......."
Nanfeng immediately retorted, "That's him! And I've told you countless times during this time that he's the person you remember, but you don't want to believe it. A few hints of resentment flashed in his eyes, and there was even more anger in his voice.
"I just don't want to believe it, what's wrong, if that's what you say, so what? I just want to be around him now. Lingxi said excitedly, the light in his eyes shaking violently.
β...... You'll regret it. Nanfeng was stunned for a moment and said lightly.
After the south wind left, Lingxi cried loudly, and Bai Junqian, who was not far away, stayed when he saw this, while the rest of the people left here.
But just when Bai Junqian wanted to touch her, she left here, but went to a place completely opposite to the palace of the Yin family, and Bai Junqian took root when he saw this.
Eventually, Lingxi stopped above Shiozawa.
In this evening, the sun finally came out, and the heavens and the earth were no longer a single color. It's just a dim luster, and the sunset seems to be dying, heavy and silent.
The vast salt sawa, reflecting the orange-red light, and Lingxi's white clothes form a unique setting between heaven and earth.
At this time, a flocking bird with a flaming fanatic color among the white wings that inhabits the salt lake flocks into the air and merges into the nirvana of self-immolation, waving its wings like good fortune as if it were burning its own fire.
Therefore, when Lingxi stopped here, he felt a kind of oppression.
"Lingxi, are you okay?" Bai Junqian asked.
Lingxi didn't speak, but shook his head.
"Then how long will we have to have such a cold war?" Bai Junqian's voice was a little cold, but the indescribable sorrow was entwined like the inherent ups and downs of his tone, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.
Lingxi turned to look at the face that had appeared countless times in his dreams, and his voice was like crying: "I don't know either." She avoided Bai Junqian's gaze and repeated, "Master, I really don't know. β
"Can you give me a chance to explain, that sentence is not ......"
Before he could finish speaking, Lingxi said, "What can you explain?"
"Why can't you explain?" Bai Junqian said, "The question is whether or not you believe what I say. β
Hearing this, Lingxi looked at Bai Junqian and said, "Naturally, I have always believed in Master, but Master, do you know that what we care about and what we are entangled in is not the same thing. β
The flame bird waved its huge, powerful wings and dragged a cracked cry that caused red ripples on the water.
The two were silent, like two naΓ―ve children, stalemate, trying to ask each other with disguised questions, as if they saw the sincerity from each other's answers.
After a moment of silence, Bai Junqian said, "I apologize to you, will you accept Lingxi?" He didn't seem to understand the reason why Lingxi said that.
"You don't understand. Lingxi shook his head almost in despair and said, "It's not your fault, and it's not a problem that can be solved with a so-called apology." β
As she spoke, she remembered what Nanfeng said, 'You may kill Bai Junqian', what does this sentence mean?
It shows how much she hates him, even to the point of killing him, but now Lingxi loves him, and he has not done anything worthy of her hating him.
He's not guilty, and she's in love with him, but she's going to kill him in the future......
Then Lingxi cried again, this time she did not resist Bai Junqian's embrace, but hugged Bai Junqian deeply, hard, as if she wanted to never be separated.
For Bai Junqian also felt the emotions in this, took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, he gently stroked Lingxi's head, and comforted Lingxi.
At the same time, he also felt how incomprehensible and unbearable the secret in Lingxi's heart was that he didn't want to tell.
"Spirited ......"
"Master......"
Then the group began to leave the Yin family, and no matter how the world changed, the avenue of time still stretched smoothly forward, and it was all flat and stable, leading to the nameless distance.
We can't see time, our perception of time comes from the repeated change of day and night, the flourishing of flowers in withering, condensing ice and melting water, but once these boundaries are gone, does time still exist?
The answer is, of course, yes, but there is no doubt that the sun will no longer be limited by the rising and setting of the sun, and will no longer flow at an even speed, but will exist entirely in human perception.
Everyone's time is different, maybe you have reached today, and she is still immersed in yesterday.
Lingxi and their swords were in mid-air, looking down at everything under their feet, but they didn't feel small, but they began to get a little tired.
The place they were going to was the Xia family, and that place still had the existence of the last piece of jade. And they're almost there.
In the place where the Xia family is located, there is a mountain called Qingshan in the north, which is wedged into the north branch of the Xia family by Baoshan, and the whole mountain is full of peaks and mountains. It is composed of three mountain ranges, the middle peak is the highest, it is conical, and it is called Fengxiang Ridge.
The middle peak stretches to the east, and the one that goes down in one vein is called the east peak, which is shaped like a sleeping dragon, and is called Dragon Mountain.
The west side of the middle peak is like a tiger in the shape of a mountain beam, and it is called Tiger Mountain. There is a valley between the middle peak and the east peak, called the middle peak stream, and there is a valley between the middle peak and the west peak, called the peach blossom stream.
The mountains overlap between the three peaks, and the scenery is sometimes charming.
Bai Junqian and his party have been on the road overnight, and it is time to take a good rest, after all, the Xia family doesn't seem to know about their arrival, and they will definitely be fortified, and they will be in trouble at that time.
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