Chapter 81: No one's life will be perfect

Heavy rain poured down.

Zhao Wu'an's voice fell in the rain curtain, ethereal, but it was really close to his ears.

"Su Mu will send you. ”

Tu Mi's eyes widened.

"I'm not kidding. ”

In the same rain, the voice and smile of the white-clothed layman never seemed to change.

Tu Mi lowered her head slightly, Zhao Wu'an couldn't even see her face, and only felt the Xian Xin Sword on her shoulder trembling uncontrollably.

Mo Dao Nee said with concern: "Are you okay......" But the words were thrown into the empty valley like a pebble, and there was no response.

The sword body trembled more and more, and even Zhao Wu'an helplessly put away his lazy eyes.

"That's ...... What the. ”

After a long time, Tu Mi squeezed out a few extremely low words from between his teeth.

Zhao Wu'an sighed: "If you want to cry, it's better to ...... Forget it, I guess you're already crying. ”

"What kind of ...... is this?" Tu Mi muttered.

"I've killed countless people...... The Taoist robe, white turned red, washed away the bloodstains, but it couldn't wash away the smell of blood...... Wherever I go, wherever I go!"

Xiao Daogu used all her strength to clench the hilt of the sword in her hand, and her voice was almost torn in the rain and mist.

"Those smells will never go away!!"

The voice was hoarse, almost piercing through this gloomy long sky.

“......”

Zhao Wu'an sighed silently.

Tears streaked across his face, mingling in the rain curtain, moistening Tu Mi's beautiful face.

Zhao Wu'an suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand holding the sword.

"Put it down. "He was almost ordering harshly.

"I won't! I will never let go! This is the master...... It's the sword that my master left me!"

Tu Mi desperately resisted the struggle, his eyes widened, almost wailing, tears streaming down his red eyes, and his body twisted in pain.

No matter when, Zhao Wu'an had never seen such an expression on Xiao Daogu's face.

How can this be called the carefree little fairy girl with a negative sword on Kunlun Mountain...... Such a thought has passed away since Zhao Wuxin's head.

Instead of disappointment, the thought came to me with a stronger determination than ever.

No, that's why Tu Mi is Tu Mi.

Obviously more afraid of losing than anyone else, but never screaming, never trying to grab anything.

Because of this, Tu Mi has become what he is now.

...... It's still too late.

She did make unforgivable mistakes, even if most of the people she killed were innocent.

This is almost the first time in Zhao Wu'an's life that he has the idea that his sins can be forgiven. Hu Buxi is right, people always have to drop something in order to see the front clearly.

Of course, this is true for the little girl in front of him, and it is not the case for Zhao Wu'an.

He always wanted to put the scale in his heart extremely flat, but he stubbornly didn't want to think about it, there were too many injustices in this world. One by one, even if you take this life, it will not help.

"Tu Mi. He called softly.

The color in Xiao Daogu's pupils is poignant.

"I've done a lot of wrong things, and I may not be able to make up for it in my life. I owe too many people, but when my mind is gone, the world goes with it, and there is no chance to remedy it. ”

Zhao Wu paused. This time, he paused for a long time, barely having the strength to continue.

Outside the Willow Leaf Villa, he carried the little girl who was running the Qingxin Recipe to detoxify, and walked through the purple bamboo mist, but after all, he couldn't walk through the ambush set up by Xie Hui outside the bamboo forest.

That day was a sudden turning point in their fate for Zhao Wu'an and Tu Mi.

Zhao Wu'an also thought about it for a long time.

How can I convince the current Tu Mi.

Outside Fuzhou City, in fact, if he gritted his teeth again, he would be able to save Tu Mi again.

It's a pity that at that time, even Zhao Wu'an retreated and lost to the weakness in his heart.

He actually guessed that Tu Mi was sent by Xie Hui at that time, so he didn't know how to face it.

But now is the time. If Zhao Wu'an let go of this opportunity again, he would really never be able to send this Su curtain again. Since he promised Aunt Lin to keep the Luoshen sword box on his behalf, he must return these flying swords to those people.

Zhao Wu'an lightly touched the slender Su curtain cover.

"Even the master you once admired, Yan Daohuo, she also made a lot of mistakes at the beginning. The big trouble in Qiyunzhuang made Huashan unpeaceful, even she had been to this Jinguan City, and the most famous brocade weaving family in the entire Shu was also closed because of her. ”

Tu Mi was stunned. With Zhao Wu'an's soft words, the poignant look in her pupils faded little by little. Instead, there is a trembling confusion and vacillation, like glass in a mirror, shattered at the touch of a button.

"But. Zhao Wu'an's words changed.

"This Su curtain is still here, stored in the box of Luoshen, hanging in front of you and me. Right now, right here. ”

He looked at Tu Mi with a determined expression, and his tone was unmistakable.

"Even if it is irretrievable, no one's life will ever be perfect!"

Tu Mi's figure froze suddenly.

The rain drenched her body.

Immediately, the hand holding Xian Xinjian's sword trembled more and more.

Tu Mi was deep, bowed his head deeply, and sobbed silently.

Zhao Wu'an took a deep breath and continued, "I never wanted to keep anything. But even if you don't think about it, the preciousness of those things will never be shaken in the slightest. Because Zhao Wu'an exists because of this. ”

“...... I don't want it all, not so greedy......"

Tu Mi lowered his head and muttered to himself.

"I just...... I want to, I want ......"

Zhao Wu'an smiled, but couldn't help but say, and slapped her head heavily.

"Raise your head, what you want, right here. ”

Tu Mi looked up in a daze.

The rain was clearly still falling, but a colorful cloud miraculously appeared in the sky above Jinguan City.

Behind the clouds, the sun was shining a clear light on the city.

Tu Mi raised her head and saw the slender flying sword hanging between her and Zhao Wu'an.

The sword is covered by Su Mu.

"Do you know how to memorize this poem, Su Musha?" Zhao quipped.

Tu Mi nodded slowly.

She knew it all along. The Dao Yun of the master is condensed in this sword.

She also knows their story, seven people who were close friends, and finally parted ways.

Yan Daohuo may not want to watch Xie Hui embark on such a path, but in the end she gave up other ways and chose to help him.

"As I said, even your master has done something wrong. Zhao Wu'an showed a faint smile, "Now, do you understand a little bit?"

Tu Mi was stunned for a long time, and subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to hold the crumbling Su Mushu.

"Dang Chang", the Xian Xin sword, which she didn't know how long she had been holding in her hand, also fell to the ground.

Tu Mi looked at the Xian Xin Sword that fell to the ground in a daze, and was dazed, until Zhao Wu'an bent down to pick it up and stuffed it back into the scabbard on Tu Mi's waist.

"There's still a little time left, let's go change your clothes first. The white-clothed layman smiled faintly.

Tu Mi muttered, "...... The wine entered the bowels and turned into lovesick tears. ”

"Oh you remember. Zhao Wu'an couldn't cry or laugh this time.

Tu Mi twisted his mouth: "You want me to accompany you to stop Xie Hui?"

"You don't know that very well. Zhao Wu'an shrugged his shoulders.

Tu Mi frowned: "I didn't have the slightest affection for him......"

"That's right. Zhao Wu'an forcibly stuffed Su Mushu into her hand, "Take it, I don't want to see you crying like that just now." ”

"......" Tu Mi took a breath, his cheeks flushed, as if he was holding back some kind of fire that was about to come out of his chest.

But in the end, this nameless fire disappeared.

Xiao Daogu stretched out her hand and wiped Shang Tong's red eyes, and said in a low voice, "Hmm." ”

Zhao Wu'an smiled and scratched at her wet hair.

At this moment, it happened to be sunny after the rain.

Zhao Wu'an glanced back at it, and said with a sigh: "Go and say hello, don't say anything about others, Dailou Sangyu probably misses you a lot?"

Hearing Dailou Sangyu's name, Tu Mi's black bean-like eyes lit up, and he bit his lip and nodded repeatedly.

When passing by, Zhao Wu'an seemed to inadvertently mention: "If the smell of blood on your body is too strong, it is better to change into a Taoist robe." I've changed several pieces of my shirt along the way. ”

Tu Mi was slightly stunned, and lost his mind for a moment.

"Little Dao Gu!"

Not far away, Dailou Sangyu obviously recognized her and waved her hand in high spirits.

Tu Mi responded with a smile and walked forward with slightly stiff steps.

Far away, Zhao Wu'an heard her voice, and pressed it even lower than before: "Thank you." ”

He smiled softly, silently.

Tu Mi gradually walked away, and only Zhao Wu'an and Mo Dao were left standing outside the crowd.

Looking at each other, Zhao Wu'an opened his mouth first: "What are you going to do?"

Mo Dao scratched his head helplessly, not knowing what to say.

"I have an idea. Zhao Wuan said.

Mo Dao nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"You just stay here, don't go, wait for our news. ”

Mo Dao was shocked when he heard it: "Why?"

"The reason is very simple, right? I have no reason to ask you for help, and I don't want you to crusade against Xie Hui from the perspective of helping Dongfang Lianmo. I'll tell you the truth, Dongfang Lianmo is probably dead now. Everyone present saw him fall in front of Xie Hui, dragged away by the Black Cloud Society's subordinates. ”

Mo Dao sighed sadly: "If that's the case, I really don't know, where to go......"

"How did Dongfang Lianmo teach you?" Zhao Wu'an suddenly asked.

Mo Dao was stunned.

"What Tu Mi was instilled by Xie Hui, I can probably guess. But why did you hold the knife so firmly? Could it be that Dongfang even ignored him, and really spent a lot of effort to motivate you?"

Mo Dao waved his hand: "It's not." To be honest, I don't really like the Alliance Leader either...... It's just that the adopted daughter of the alliance leader is very good to me, and I always feel that if I can't do anything even this time, it will be too disappointing to others' hearts. ”

"Adopted daughter?"

This time it was Zhao Wu'an's turn to be stunned.

He'd never heard of it before.