Chapter 52: The Diary of a Vendetta
Just as the vendetta felt that the extremely strong crisis in his body dissipated, he secretly wondered in his heart: "Why did that terrifying fierce spirit suddenly stop?"
Vendetta can't figure it out, he can't figure it out, but, at this time, he no longer thinks about it, the pitch-black coffin under his feet is faster, and it has reached the top of the Bodhi tree in an instant, what a sacred liliang, what a great divine tree, and the whole person is illuminated by the blue light like a god man.
Vendetta stood on the pitch-black coffin, which was flat on top of the Bodhi tree, and blue light emanated from the Bodhi tree, making him seem sacred.
"Butterfly, this is the legendary Bodhi tree, so powerful. ”
I saw that every leaf in the Bodhi tree is full of blue light and mystery, the branches seem to be so lush, every inch of this sacred tree is surging and exuding extremely terrifying power, people in front of this tree, feel like standing under the avenue, so that people can't help but rise in awe.
As soon as the vendetta words came out, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face looked extremely pale.
"Essence ...... The powerhouse of the realm...... It's horrible!"
It was only then that Vendetta found that the vitality in his body was about to dry up, and the coercion of the Spirit Realm was so terrifying that he only felt that he was close to death, and that he could die at any time, and his whole body only felt extremely weak.
"Brother Qiu, what's wrong with you?"
Snow Butterfly's eyes changed in shock, her face turned even paler, and the jade hand that held the vendetta tighter.
Blood slowly dripped from the mouth of the vendetta, and his eyes actually began to bleed, the seven-hole one was bleeding, his face gradually darkened, and the life force on his body slowly passed away little by little.
Vendetta laughter, and then look at the xiangxia side, from the top xiangxia, you can see the vast black woods, it seems that there is no end, making people feel as if they are in despair, at this time, there is a more terrifying howl from below, only to see one of the fierce spirits burst out of the eyes of the green light, green light shot out from its eyes, when it hit a demon soldier, the demon soldier immediately six gods and no owner, it seems that the soul has been emptied, and then the demon soldier's body is shattered inch by inch and dies.
Flying below at this time has reached 100,000 demon soldiers, it seems that the black pressure is overwhelming, all the demon soldiers are crazy towards the vendetta on the Bodhi tree, however, countless fierce spirits are blocked to the death, the terrifying battle crazy impact, the black forest trees within a radius of thousands of zhang are actually all shattered, when the demon soldiers catch out, often make a fierce spirit turn into black smoke and disappear and die, the green eyes of each fierce spirit shoot out a terrifying green light, a tragic scene makes the world change color.
However, at this moment, Vendetta only felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he had almost disappeared from his death, only to feel that his whole body was weak, the snow butterfly was wrapped around his waist, but his body was slowly cold, his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and the snow butterfly's eyes were full of tears.
"Brother Qiu, what's wrong with you, don't scare me......" Snow Butterfly's face was no longer bloodless, and she was crying at this time, her tears were as cold as frost.
Vendetta's hand was trembling, trembling and clenching the hand of the snow butterfly, his other hand was holding the five-pointed star-shaped Qingshui Divine Mirror, and he had a thick book in his arms, at this time, his voice was almost silent: "Butterfly...... Clear...... Water...... Divine Mirror ......"
"No, Brother Qiu, how could you die, if you die, I won't live anymore, Qing Shui Divine Mirror?heh, damn Qing Shui Divine Mirror......" Snow Butterfly's eyes were full of tears, tearing her heart and roaring, and then she actually laughed, she laughed so cold, so cold, so desolate, so desolate!
Vendetta's eyes are so dim, so affectionate, when he looks at the snow butterfly, his eyes are full of reluctance, full of unwillingness, full of affection, and then, his dim eyes suddenly brighten, and then, his eyes are like billions of years of eternal starlight flashing with enthusiasm, he just looked at the snow butterfly, obsessively looking at her.
The vendetta was even colder, his hands were no longer shaking, his eyes were gone, his face was bloodless, it was dead ashes, his face was dead to ashes, and then his people fell, and they were completely soft, until this time, the vitality in his body had dried up, his neck was crooked, and he had lost his breath.
- Death!
- What a terrible death!
Vendetta fell on that black coffin, when he fell, Snow Butterfly fell down, her hand was holding his waist, his body was completely cold, Snow Butterfly slowly let go of a hand, a good pale hand, and then she covered her mouth with this pale and almost transparent hand, tears flowed out of her eyes crazily, no sound came out, her tears were getting bigger and bigger, her face was getting paler and paler: "Impossible, impossible, how could Brother Qiu die, how could he die......"
Her voice grew hoarse, and then she slowly picked up the notebook from her vendetta's arms, and she dipped her two fingers with her tears, and turned the first page:
"Diary of Love"
Today is the fifth day of the seventh month, today's day is so gloomy, my mood is so heavy, because my friends Du Qi and Lao Tie have gone away, but when I yujian her, somehow, my mood is miraculously better, she is a beautiful girl, her name is also very good, her name is Snow Butterfly, I always have a curious feeling when I see her for the first time, maybe this is love at first sight? I don't know! I suddenly feel so shameless!
On the sixth day of July, Fluttershy and I almost said goodbye, and I will never forget her eyes, until she sacrificed herself so that I could escape from the hands of the four gods, that I knew that I really loved her, and even I could not have imagined that this love was so strong, and my heart was completely broken when I looked at her helpless and desolate eyes.
On the seventh day of the seventh month, that day, I escaped from the hands of the four gods, I had a nightmare, I dreamed that Die'er died, when I woke up, I was sweating, I couldn't see Die'er, my heart suddenly seemed to be hollowed out, and then I was young to Xiao Zangdao, hearing Die'er's death and her tragedy, my heart hurt so much, at that moment I almost wanted to destroy the world, my whole person suddenly collapsed, I swear, I must avenge her.
From the eighth day of July to the fourteenth day of July, it was the most painful six days of my life, that day I spent from death and pain, every minute and second I suffered the pain and torture that almost broke me, but I must not die, I must avenge Die'er, so I lived, under the torment of pain and loneliness, I spent six days like I spent six lives, at that time, I really understood what a terrible pain it was to miss, I suddenly missed her so much, I asked myself, Die'er is now in the unreachable underworld, is she living wellWhenever I think about this, there are a few times when I almost want to give up my life to go to her.
July 14, lightning and thunder, I still live after all, just when I was about to take revenge on the four gods, what I didn't expect was that Butterfly lived, she was alive in front of me, at that time, I almost jumped up with joy, nothing can describe my mood at that time, it was like ice and snow melting in the sun, my heart melted at that moment, just when I melted, I knew that Butterfly had been lying to me, I knew that she had been enslaved by demon thoughts before I knew me, at that moment, my heart was broken, really broken, I seemed to have lost my soul。
Just at the moment when my heart broke, I didn't blame her, no!
- I must not let Die'er sink into the Demon Dao, I must save her, even if I die, even if I have to sink the Demon Dao myself, even if the sea dries up and the mountains collapse, even if the sun and the moon are not shining, and the sky and earth change, I must save her, she is mine, it is mine, no one can take her away, even if it is the devil, I want him to collapse!
- I finally rescued Butterfly, my Butterfly, I finally rescued her.
At that moment, I really knew her in the sense, her eyes were so gentle, at that moment, I looked at her, my shijie was almost only her, I suddenly realized that I couldn't live without her, I wanted to protect her, I wanted to make her happy, I wanted her to know that I couldn't live without her.
Seeing this, Snow Butterfly's eyes were blurred, her face was even paler, her whole body trembled, and her person was lying on the body of the vendetta, one of her hands tightly hugged the body of the vendetta, and the other hand held the book tightly.
The tears that came out of the snow butterfly were already soaked all over the vendetta, and I don't know what this kind of tears tasted, was it bitter, sweet, salty, light? The snow butterfly didn't know, her tears had been flowing, and she couldn't stop flowing, she just hugged him tightly, hugged him so tightly, like nothing could take him away from her hands anymore.
The diary is not finished, but it is already wet, it is soaked by the tears of the snow butterfly, the handwriting has been blurred, the face of the snow butterfly is paler, the tears that come out are colder, so cold and cold, her tears are flowing, her people have fainted, her people have fainted with her dreams.
The light of the Bodhi tree shone on them, and the cold tears soaked the cold body of the vendetta, his face was indescribably pale, and his whole body was dead, and the statue of the human skull protruding from the black coffin looked even more hideous.