Chapter Seventy-Nine: Go with the Wind

Rushing all the way to that familiar road, Yu Mengsheng felt as if he was walking the road of his life.

The scream that pierced his heart resounded throughout the night sky with sadness and pain, and every time it sounded, Yu Mengsheng felt extremely painful.

"Mengsheng....... go quickly......."

He remembered the beautiful face that was so easy to dispel sorrow and pain ten years ago. On that day, she was the one who saved herself at all costs. She exhausted all her strength to kill the madman brother who was bent on causing a civil war and taking the position of the head of the family, and tried in vain to use her body as a furnace for alchemy. She was covered in blood, barely supporting her body with a broken sword, and said to Yu Mengsheng with a pale face.

"I'm not leaving, I'm going to go together!"

Yu Mengsheng was also injured, he rushed forward desperately, trying to help her up, he really couldn't see the look and expression of anxiety and pain, and his heart hurt when he saw it.

Yi Xiaowu smiled at him, a smile he hadn't seen in eight years.

"Want to go, it's not that ..... easy! I can't get it too late....... no one can think of it!" As he blew himself up, his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and a golden light shot towards Yi Xiao's weakened body!

"I can't kill you, but I can make your life worse than death! I use the secret method of the Netherworld Gate to parasitize on your body, from now on I will be you, kill me, you will also die!hahahaha——"

"No-" With Yu Mengsheng's heart-rending cry of pain, he saw that Yi Xiao's sorrowful expression changed in an instant, becoming fierce and fierce, but her movements were very stiff, as if she was restraining herself, fighting herself, she scolded in a voice that was neither male nor female, making Yu Mengsheng run away quickly, while stumbling up and wanting to attack him, but she threw herself to the ground and beat herself. Yu Mengsheng was in great pain, he knew that this was easy to dispel sorrow and resist the erosion of the soul that was too late.

"Let's go!!" Yi Xiao angrily gave him the final order.

He saw with his own eyes that there was a big bag bulging out of her back, and there seemed to be something in it pushing out, which looked very terrifying!

Yi Xiaowu, who was about to lose control of himself, used his last strength to send him out with a stream of spiritual power, and then rearranged an enchantment at the entrance.

Yu Mengsheng crawled and fell to the ground, listening to her heart-rending cries and screams in the ruins, he desperately and eagerly smashed the transparent barrier as thin as a cicada's wings, his hands were full of blood but he didn't know it, and finally exhausted all his strength and fainted.

He still couldn't save her.

After wandering for a few days, he exhausted all means and was not allowed to enter.

After waking up and falling asleep several times, he staggered away in a state of numbness.

This departure is ten years.

What can he do? He is a mortal, he is just a mortal, what can he do but drag his feet and watch his lover being killed? Since then, he has been extremely eager for power, and has fantasized and tried countless times to enter the immortal and seek the Tao, to save his beloved, but his heart is too scarred, his anger is too heavy, his obsession is too heavy, and his resentment is too heavy, and no sect is willing to accept him.

Day after day, he wandered all over the place, in various sects, kowtowed at the feet of others and bouted, cried dry tears, and finally was tortured by time to give up the last hope. returned to Qingshuihe Town, which was still prosperous and didn't know what had happened, and chose to be a beggar, living a life of erosion, and living the rest of his life.

"Don't give up, I'll go with you, there will always be hope. ”

After listening to him choke up and finish telling the story, Nan Ling actually hugged him seriously and said. The person called Chi Wei, the initiator of everything, approached Yu Mengsheng when he first approached him, just to set a trap for him, in order to awaken the self-sealing sorrow. That Netherworld True Monarch also fell in love with her excellent "furnace ding" back then, so he decided to accept her as an entry, pass on her mastery, and at the same time seal her memory and divine sense, making her an "immortal idiot" who only knows how to cultivate, and prepare for him to use her body for alchemy in the future.

Who knows that people are not as good as heaven, and it is easy to dispel sorrow, because of the strong emotional fluctuations that have been hidden for eight years because of seeing Yu Mengsheng, and cracks have been created in the seal, so he awakens his self-consciousness and rebels against the Netherworld. The Netherworld True Monarch had no choice but to cast a spell to make her fall into a deep sleep temporarily, but unexpectedly, he gave the disciples of his own sect a chance to take advantage of it too late. He designed to provoke a civil war in the sect, in a vain attempt to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and then borrowed Yu Mengsheng, who came in time, to wake up Yi Yi's sorrows, killing two birds with one stone.

Every time he thought of his evil schemes, Yu Mengsheng gritted his teeth with hatred.

Under the moonlight, the two of them sped through the dilapidated hall.

Yu Mengsheng glanced at it and saw a charred black skeleton in a tattered Taoist robe in the corner, holding a large bouquet of dried flowers in his hand, and there were blackened withered petals on the ground.

The infinite scenery back then, who would have thought that ten years later, it would end up like this?

A terrible cry of pain came from the front, Yu Mengsheng quickened his pace, his heart beat wildly, he was finally going to see you again, ten years of pain, how should I repay you, I owe you too much, I can't bear to see you tortured, I'm here to save you..... I'll liberate you...... My lover......

In the front hall, there was not a single person.

The two tacitly continued their search. But the sound of a scream echoed somewhere, but there was no shadow of her. It's good not to see now, but if you do, how should you face it?

Yu Mengsheng remembered that year, Yi Xiao was worried and asked him to drink with her. He couldn't remember exactly when, in short, it was because some trivial things were said by his father Yi Zhiqiu, and the stubborn Yi Xiaoxiao ran to Yu Mengsheng's house crying and crying, and he had to drink with her.

Yu Mengsheng wanted to run away when she saw Yi Xiaoshou for some reason, probably because she was nervous unconsciously when she saw her, but she was eager to see her. That day, she cried in her room so much that Yu Mengsheng was very distressed, so she agreed to drink with her.

At that time, both of them were still hairy children, how could they know what kind of knowledge of drinking, so they secretly stole two bottles of Tusu wine from Yufu, found a peach forest not far from the city, and found a lush big peach tree to sit down. Yu Mengsheng remembered that the peach blossoms were scorching that day, like a pink sunset falling from the sky.

Yi Xiao was sorrowful, opened his sleeves quickly, and learned to be like an adult, and said a bold sentence to the Sprinkle family! Yu Mengsheng couldn't help but smile and poured her a little bit.

"You are not in good health, and you will not be able to drink alcohol, and besides, this wine is cold and cold, so it means something. ”

Yi Xiao looked at him angrily, but he was happy that he cared so much about taking care of himself. She pretended to cough generously, and pretended to pick up the wine bowl: "This cup, respect the past, and let it go!"

Yu Mengsheng couldn't cry or laugh: "Wasn't it bothered by the uncle?"

Yi Xiao's beautiful big eyes glared, and pretended to be serious: "Do you cooperate or not!"

Yu Mengsheng begged for mercy and smiled: "Okay, good, respect the past, everything goes with the wind!"

Yi Xiao smiled sweetly. He felt as if he had drunk the two pots of Tusu wine in one gulp. Strange, I didn't drink, why did I look like I was drunk?

I didn't understand it before, but now I think about it and I miss it very much. He understood that that day, he must have been drunk with her smile. He clearly remembered that behind her was a tide of pink and snow-white flowers dotted with thousands of peach trees, and the sweet smell seemed to emanate from her, which made her already very lovely even more lovable.

I must have found out at that time that I had already fallen in love with Yi Xiaomei.

"The bonus is easy to decay like Langyi, and the water flow is infinite like nong's sorrow. ”

On that day, Yi Xiaochou suddenly said such a sentence inexplicably.

Yu Mengsheng looked at her and didn't understand what it meant. I learned to be rich and rich, and of course I understand the meaning of the poem, which is nothing more than a sigh that things are wrong, and the heart of a lover is as easy to pass away as a red flower, and sorrow is as long as a stream of water. But what are you talking about in this great situation?

"Mengsheng...... If my illness doesn't heal, will you marry a new daughter-in-law?" she muttered, muttering as she pretended to nibble on a peach with ease.

Yu Mengsheng quipped curiously: "Aren't you clamoring not to marry?"

"You-"

"No, it won't. ”

He saw the glint in Yi Xiao's eyes.

Yu Mengsheng closed his eyes, the moonlight covered his face so gently, and he muttered, "No." Hearing this, Nan Ling turned his head and looked at him deeply.

In the apse, there is not a single one.

If only all the past could really go with the wind.