"Little monster, the old monster is going to die, aren't you happy?"

"I'm not happy, how can the monster die, old monster, you must have lied to me. ”

"Huh... No, I didn't lie to you, the old monster is going to die, and he's going to go to a world full of monsters. The old man with heavy makeup lay on the bed, turned sideways slightly, raised his hand on the head of the young man who was kneeling in front of the bed and sobbing, patted it gently, and gasped: "This world is not suitable for us monsters to survive after all." ”

After a pause, a flush suddenly appeared on the old man's face, and the whole person's spirit seemed to be better, and he struggled to do it.

"Old monster!"

"Alright, little monster, don't talk, listen to the old monster. The old man looked at him with a look of remembrance and said with a smile: "If you have the opportunity, you can go to the gate of heaven." Maybe that's the home of our monsters. If you have the opportunity to go, remember to give the ancestors and ancestors a stick of incense for the old monster, and say, Song Xueyan, the unfilial descendant, kowtows to the ancestors, just fine. ”

"That... Where's the Gate of Heaven?"

"The Gate of Heaven is here... Cough, cough, cough. The old man's words were interrupted by a violent cough, and the young man hurriedly bent down and beat him on the back until a mouthful of dark brown blood spurted out, and the old man was able to continue the request, but he seemed to change his mind again: "The place at the gate of heaven... Alas, forget it, that place, you went, you may not survive in the end, I shouldn't have mentioned it to you, forget it. ”

"No! I must know!" the young man looked at the old man firmly, waiting for an answer.

"I won't tell you. The old man smiled mischievously and blinked: "Just bury me on that hill and face Nanjing City." After that, you can live as long as you want. I, old monster, will bless you down there. ”

Closing his eyes, the old man's head slammed heavily on the young man's shoulder, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

"Old monster, old monster! Wake up, wake up!" The young man pushed the old man's body hard, stacked his hands, and put it in the old man's heart.

The rhododendrons on the hill swayed in the wind, and after a light rain, the earth and the fragrance of flowers intertwined with a pleasant taste, but it was difficult to dispel the haze in the young man's heart after all.

A lonely grave bag, the tombstone simply reads "Song Xueyan's Tomb"

The boy stayed here for seven days, without waiting for the ghost to visit.

Old monster him... I'm really gone.

The last piece of paper money in his hand turned to ashes in front of his eyes. The boy wiped the tears from his cheeks after three bows, stood up, turned around, and looked across the sky, to a place he had never reached. His eyes were sad, fearful, and confused, but the main theme was still so firm.

"Old monster, if you want the little monster to go to the gate of heaven, the little monster will definitely go. Without you, it doesn't matter if you can't live or not. Dirty pretty face, with some mud on his forehead: "Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, I'll always find a way to kowtow to you." ”

The picture suddenly changed, and the boy was again in a small winding river, and in the night, the light of torches in the woods behind him was searching for it.

The boy was covered in blood and exhausted, and the blood stains on his body were those of the enemy, some of them were his own, but more of them were hers.

A lifetime of cherishing, the only attachment, the familiar smile of the past became unfamiliar, she muttered in his arms, her broken tongue was still squirming desperately, and she asked: "Live, for me, you must also live." Run away and live well. ”

Blood was constantly pouring out of her mouth, and the intense pain caused by the torture on her body made it extremely difficult for her to keep her laughter on.

"Don't die, you don't want to die! We said okay, we want to be good sisters for life. The boy prayed incessantly, that Heaven would not deprive him of the splendor of his life.

"Flee far away, live. ”

"You, don't die, hold on a little longer, I, I'll take you to the doctor and I'll definitely cure you!"

"Flee far away, live, live. ”

The boy chattered about the countermeasures that were too late, and the girl kept repeating the last instructions in a daze, enjoying the last peace of mind and tranquility.

"They're here!"

"Avenge the young master!"

"The master said, don't kill it!"

More than forty family minions chased to the river at this time, their eyes full of greedy and bloodthirsty light, and the tattered swords in their hands waved wildly, approaching the two who parted.

"Don't die, don't die!" the boy turned a blind eye.

"Escape... Survive ... And also... The girl didn't know where the strength came from, she raised her head suddenly, struggled, touched her scarlet lips on the young man's smooth jaw, left a cruel brand, and smiled happily: "I... Love... ”

The confession of true love was missing a word, the green silk hung down, and the young man's eyes lost their brilliance.

God is still so cruel, and has no mercy for the desperate.

The spurning of parents, the death of the elderly, the parting of the beloved.

This world is really not suitable for a monster who does not fit in.

The boy thought of death, but the old man's wish was not fulfilled.

Do you want to go back? The beloved in his arms wants him to flee far away.

It's really hard to live, it's so hard.

"Ahhh!!!!!!!hhh

。。。。。。

"Ahhhh!!!h !!" Ten zhang away from the gate, the closed eyes struggled several times, and in the eternity before death, he recalled those reluctant pictures and the oath he had made, Nangong Caiyun's eyes suddenly opened, and a howl that was not like human words, more like a beast's roar, through the barrier of time and space, and connected with the riverside in the memory.

They all hope that I can live, I have found the gate of heaven, the old monster's wish, it is only a little bit, how can I die! How dare I die!

Endless internal forces poured up from the dantian to Baihui, and then dispersed into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

"Huh, aren't you dead yet?"

Under the gate, Dao Yan turned around and frowned, his heart should have been...

"You ... Gotta ... Die!", he said, and his hand slowly reached behind his back...

"Ding!"

With a light groan of sword qi, the heavens and the earth were shrouded in a layer of frost, and a picture of deceiving frost and snow seemed to appear in everyone's eyes.

"Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom. Zhu Gaochi involuntarily chanted.

"Shizi, be careful!" Ma Sanbao took three steps sideways, and his cross arm blocked in front of Zhu Gaochi.

"Amitabha. Dao Yan shouted the Buddha name, took a step forward, put his hands together in front of his chest, and after a Buddha ceremony, he separated and slowly pushed forward.

If you are the snow drifting in the heavens and the earth, then the poor monk will blow the wind that raged for nine days.

"Snow ... Floating... Person... between!"