Chapter 12 Who can consume the affection at this moment

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After Ye Xiaoqiu said this, he felt Huang Weiyang hum softly, hugged her a little tighter, and reached out to caress her back gently, without any surprise or surprise. She asked, "Do you know all about it?"

Huang Weiyang's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing Ye Xiaoqiu in his arms, he said: "I have been with you for so many years, how can I not know your thoughts." Seeing you crying like this, if you don't know what it's for, and you still need the little monk to tell me, in that case, I'm too unworthy of you to be by your side. ”

Ye Xiaoqiu felt a warmth in his heart, and more tears welled up, and he choked up: "I looked for him for a few lifetimes, I thought I would have a lot to say and a lot of things I wanted to do." But it wasn't until I actually saw him that I knew I wasn't ready at all, not ready to meet him, didn't know what to say, what to do, whether to take revenge on him, or to forgive him......"

Huang Weiyang sighed, let go of Ye Xiaoqiu, stared at her face, and then kissed her lightly on the forehead before saying: "Fool, where do you need to forgive, where do you need revenge? You are no longer the nine-tailed fox you were at the beginning, she had a fate with you many years ago, but now you are just my Xiaoqiu! Now that you have a result, you can also let go of a qiē and have a real new beginning." ”

When Ye Xiaoqiu heard this, his body trembled slightly, and said, "Weiyang, I used to be so suspicious, so hateful about life and death between heaven and earth, and so eager for a real end. I am so dissatisfied with the parting brought about by life and death, but I am happy and envious that other beings can have a real end. I was so entangled, so contradictory, until I met you......"

Ye Xiaoqiu was talking non-stop, but Huang Weiyang suddenly gave birth to a finger that stuck to her lips and interrupted her words. Ye Xiaoqiu's eyes showed a slight incomprehension, but she saw that Huang Weiyang's face was infinitely gentle, and her eyes looked at her eyes like moonlight. Immediately understood, put down what he was going to say, met Huang Weiyang's gaze, and stared at him.

Although they had looked at each other countless times, Ye Xiaoqiu felt that Huang Weiyang's gaze at this time was more penetrating than ever, not only entering her eyes, but also going all the way to the end of her gaze, touching her heart at the beginning of that gaze. Huang Weiyang's gaze seemed to turn into a pair of gentle hands, caressing her softness and sensitivity with great delicacy. All kinds of emotions that were originally full of my heart turned into a gust of wind and escaped from my body in an instant. All used to welcome the love and tenderness of the wilderness.

Under such a touch, Ye Xiaoqiu's heart couldn't help but beat violently, and at the same time, his body trembled violently, and a voice came out from the deepest part of his body, as if a naughty fish had come out of the depths of the lake, and when the fish came out of the water, Ye Xiaoqiu's throat let out a coquettish moan. Although there has been intimacy for a long time, Ye Xiaoqiu suddenly felt an irrepressible shyness at this time. I only felt that Huang Weiyang's gaze was so hot, and her cheeks became hot in the gaze. I feel all kinds of intoxication.

Immediately, she heard Huang Weiyang's voice burrowing into her ears: "Xiaoqiu, I want to eat you!" Ye Xiaoqiu's body softened, as if she was completely melted by this sentence.

A word falls, and the clear sound stirs the sky. I don't know when the heavens and the earth have gone into night. And the night is so deep and gentle. The moonlight fell, illuminating the three mountains gathered together, the shadows were sufficient, sprinkling countless mottled spots, and falling in the sea of Dao under the three mountains. But Daohai is not as calm as a cool day. The countless tentacles of the primeval demon Northern Underworld Kun crisscrossed beneath the surface of the water, and the lake swelled up and down, constantly emitting various waves, which seemed to never stop.

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"A hundred years in the world, the past and the future, but a drop in the sky. Floating foam, electric light plantain, the world is as cold as water. The red dust is like a promise, the dragon clock day and night, who doesn't look around in a hurry? Thinking carefully is boring, when will it be destroyed, and let the spring breeze be for a while!"

Under the same moon ring, on top of a screen-like mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, on the left and right sides are towering cliffs, which are the two worlds mountains that are famous in the cultivation world and divide the world and the cultivation world. The bright moon in the sky is like an ice mirror, shining coldly all over the world, separating black and white. Under the cliff is a torrent rushing through the 10,000-year-old rock and winding away, rushing and whistling, the white waves flying, and there is no turning back.

Lu Zheng sat down leaning on a big rock on this mountain ridge, his expression was infatuated, his eyes were dull, and his body was lifeless, almost completely mixed with the rock against him. The song he had just recited was the same song that the ascetics had recited here, and now that it came out of his mouth, a strong sense of disillusionment surged with it. The surrounding heaven and earth were also infected by it, and the bright moon seemed to be covered with a layer of pale gray, becoming hazy and indistinguishable.

Lu Zheng didn't know how long he had been sitting on this cliff, and since he sat down, his body hadn't moved, not even blinking his eyes, just chanting this song over and over again. The high wind on the cliff was howling, cold and biting, but when he came to Lu Zheng's side, he strangely bypassed and floated to the side, but it didn't seem to be blocked and pushed away by some force, but the wind naturally changed the traces of flow on its own, bypassing Lu Zheng, and seemed to be aware of the extreme pain in his heart, and he couldn't bear to bring him any more cold.

Lu Zheng had already remembered a qiē, no matter how unwilling he was to accept it. When he fully recovered from his gray body, he gradually remembered what happened in the Shan Yiyi. The last scene he saw before he fell unconscious kept appearing in front of his eyes, and it was his own primordial spirit that involuntarily continued to manifest that scene! First, the selfless old man came from the air with a palm, and then he was pulled away from Xin'er by an irresistible force, and in the continuous distance, he saw Xin'er show a painful expression and asked him for help. But before he could do anything, a bright red heart that was still beating flew out of the void of his heart, and was grabbed by the dark figure of the old man who forgot himself, and showed a fanatical smile like a treasure, and then swallowed it and disappeared into the void to escape.

Of course, this scene is a little different from the actual situation, and some of them are hallucinations formed by Lu Zheng's fear, which are confused with the facts seen in the memories. With Lu Zheng's cultivation at this time. The form and spirit are stable, and it is extremely unlikely that there will be such a situation where the mind shakes and forms an illusion. But since it has appeared, it means that Lu Zheng's primordial spirit has been traumatized by a huge impact. It's not the result of external forces, it's something wrong with the inside itself.

Originally, the most taboo thing in the cultivation world was the disappearance of the original gods. Whether it is the gray thoughts and loss caused by the self-explosion, or the death thoughts generated by the cultivators themselves, no one can stop and save them. But after all, the former is an external force, as long as it is avoided in time, there is not much of a problem, but the death thought generated by itself is a kind of self-denial, self-starting, and devouring the original god, after all, there is no escape. But the man in white doesn't know exactly where it came from. What a mysterious method was used, there was actually a way to suppress Lu Zheng's death thoughts, this kind of method was only afraid that even the Purifying Xuantian or the Lotus Immortal might not be able to do it so easily.

But even if he is still alive, the current Lu Zheng is no different from death, and the impact of Xin'er's death on his heart is unimaginable to anyone. What the heart means to him, I'm afraid only Lu Zheng's own heart will really understand. The biggest pain he had experienced before this was Tang Xiaojiu's death, thinking that after he learned that Tang Xiaojiu was killed by the snake demon. The pain and sadness in my heart continued for a long time. It wasn't until he was unraveled by the heart in the Sun and Moon House that he slowly recovered. But even at that time, he did not have the heart to seek death, but was aroused to another kind of strength, determined to find the snake demon to avenge Tang Xiaojiu.

Now seeing Xin'er being killed, Lu Zheng can't even mention the slightest thought of revenge. Didn't he hate the old man at all? Of course not, but he couldn't even lift up the most basic mental strength, and his heart was full of ashesed thoughts, which made him feel like he was in a whirlpool, and his spirit was out of sight. The divine mind has stopped, and even the power to hate has been lost. Whether you kill the old man or not, Xin'er is already dead, even if the old man is cut with a thousand knives, Xin'er is still dead, and there is no meaning.

Why is it Xin'er? Why did Xin'er die? Why did this qiē happen? At this time, Lu Zheng didn't even have this layer of confusion in his heart. The so-called loss of the Yuan Shen is not that Lu Zheng has become confused and ignorant of what is happening around him. On the contrary, his Yuan Shen manifestation and divine mind perception were clearer than at any other moment, but he knew what was happening around him, but nothing in this qiē could touch him and make him react.

The path of cultivation is based on the primordial spirit. The light of the Yuan Shen and the sense of the Yuan Shen are the source of the spirituality of the practitioner. But at Lu Zheng's point, the irrepressible thought of death extinguished this spirituality from the source. So Lu Zheng clearly remembered a qiē and did not forget it. Many times, people in the human world have experienced a huge spiritual impact, and often instinctively change or forget many things, so as to accept a qiē and continue to live, but Lu Zhengzhi's cultivation makes him unable to forget this qiē at all. Originally, he should have been directly killed by the death thought, but now Lu Zheng seems to be frozen at a certain moment, his heart is not lucky, everything is lost, and he has become a walking corpse.

"So you're here?" With a gust of wind blowing, Chi Ling's figure appeared in front of Lu Zheng, of course, at this time, it was not Chi Ling who controlled the demon body, but the man in white.

Lu Zheng didn't answer, as if he hadn't noticed that the man in white had come to him. The man in white didn't mind, looked ahead, stretched out his hand, and said, "That's the Sun Moon Mansion, and you haven't been back for a long time, don't you want to go and see your two teachers?"

Seeing that Lu Zheng was still unresponsive, the man in white turned to look at him, sighed, and said: "The way you are now, don't you feel that you have failed your teacher's teachings to you! Things haven't reached the worst yet, why did you accept your fate? At first, you thought Tang Xiaojiu was dead, but what happened later? Isn't he still alive and well? Why do you think that Feng Lin must have died like this? If she didn't die like Tang Xiaojiu, what are you doing now?"

Hearing this, Lu Zheng suddenly raised his face, and a trace of brilliance flashed in his empty eyes, but then quickly disappeared, and he lowered his head again. (My novel "Holy Trace" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!) (To be continued......)