Qiu Luo was walking alone on the crowded street, her thin body swaying, her eyes had long been cloudy, as if she could no longer see the black and white of the world.
In a daze, I saw the people around me wearing bright clothes and angry horses swaggering through the market, chatting and laughing loudly with sharp eyes, and I could only feel waves of sadness in my heart.
Once upon a time... I, Qiu Luo, was once so high-spirited.
In fact, he is much more energetic than the people in front of him.
It's a pity that just when I thought I was looking down on the prosperity of the world and wanted to live a peaceful and joyful life, I suddenly fell from the clouds, from the happy atmosphere to the bottom of the eighteenth level of hell.
First, he was severely injured, and then his wife, the love of his life, was tortured and killed, and then he was ravaged and punished by the murderer until life was worse than death.
I have been dragging my feet and persisting in living until now, just for a little bit of hope and hatred that has nowhere to vent.
But now it seems that...the so-called revenge and the so-called hope have long been despaired, and even now they are hopeless.
The good cultivation that he had in the past has long been gone; but his enemies are rising all the way to the sky.
If back then, the other party was just a second-generation dude, and I was still a relatively famous individual at that time, then now I have been reduced to a complete moribund old man, but the other party is still from the Golden Horse Yutang, and even has great power.
, arrogant.
The gap between the two sides has long been the difference between clouds and mud, a world of difference!
How to take revenge?
What about revenge!
In fact, the attack of the sky-eating Gu worm in the body became more and more severe. As the spiritual energy was depleted and the body was almost useless, I already felt that the sky-eating Gu worm began to attack my consciousness and soul.
It also means that I don’t have much time left in this life.
There are probably still a few months left when I am dying in this world, and these are the most painful months.
"That's it...that's it..." Qiu Luo burst into tears.
"Juan'er, I'm sorry... It's because I don't have the ability, I'm a useless man... Not only can't I avenge you, but I've also been played by my enemies. I've lived in ignoble for so many years. If I had not had any delusions back then and blew myself up, I would still be in trouble."
It's all clean. Now, even if I have the intention, I can't do anything about it. I..."
Two turbid tears fell quietly.
With a gloomy look on his face, he staggered towards a corner of the ruins, where there was a small house made entirely of thatch and dead branches.
In fact, it is not so much a house, but when viewed from a real perspective, it is smaller and more dilapidated than a doghouse.
For so many years, I have been in this small house, suffering and looking forward to opportunities...
Occasionally, I was severely beaten and humiliated by people sent by my enemies...
"Let's get rid of it early..." Qiu Luo lowered his head and smiled miserably: "...I accept this damn world, this damn fate, I accept it!"
He trembled and entered the hut. He touched under the pillow with his skinny fingers and pulled out a sharp dagger, which was already his only property.
This is not the portable weapon that we relied on in the past.
It was the short sword that his wife used during her lifetime.
"When one day I avenge you, use this knife and send me to find you."
This was the oath made back then.
The oath that I once poured my greatest wishes into!
But now, the reality is so cruel. After many years of suffering, all I have to wait for is hopeless despair...
Qiu Luo stared at the dagger silently, brought it to her mouth, kissed the blade of the dagger obsessively, and suddenly burst into tears: "Juan'er..."
Immediately, he exerted force on his hand and slashed the knife toward his neck.
Qiu Luo closed her eyes, her hands were so strong and determined.
The moment when his knife falls on his neck, that moment will be the last moment of pleasure in his life...
But at this moment.
When the cold blade was clearly attached to his skin, he suddenly couldn't move at all.
A strong big hand grasped the blade at this moment.
Before the blade penetrates the flesh, it is completely fixed in front of the neck.
No matter how decadent Qiu Luo was, the warrior's spiritual sense was still there. He immediately judged that a person was standing in front of him, and it was this person who stopped him from committing suicide.
Qiu Luo's face instantly turned pale, and he was completely devastated for a moment. He closed his eyes and said as if his heart was as gray as death: "I have reached this point now, and you still don't want me to die? How are you going to trample on me and humiliate me?!
"
A warm voice said in a very cold tone: "Are you going to die now? Are you completely desperate? Don't want revenge?"
This voice is very unfamiliar.
Not those people!
Qiu Luo suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the sound.
What he saw in front of him was a handsome young man with a face like a crown jewel, looking at him with sharp eyes as sharp as a knife blade.
"Who are you? Are you not from Cangwu Sword Sect?" Qiu Luo's eyes were still confused, and she was obviously puzzled by the sudden arrival of the visitor.
"What is Cangwu Sword Sect?" the young man in front of him said disdainfully.
Qiu Luo took a deep breath, what is Cangwu Sword Sect?
Just such a sentence, I haven't heard it for a long time.
Although he couldn't be said to be relieved at this moment, at least the person coming was not a friend of his enemy.
"Revenge?" Qiu Luo's eyes burned like fire, but it disappeared in a flash, and she said with full of grief and anger: "Why don't I want to take revenge? I gave up revenge at that moment in my life, but now, I have already become a
A useless person; he still has a few months to live at most. He has lost even the ability to free himself and self-destruct his soul. The opponent is so arrogant and has strong soldiers and horses. Even if I want to take revenge, I am afraid that even the lowest-level bastard of the opponent's sect will be killed.
You can't even defeat a cook, let alone their leader..."
"So you are going to give up? No more revenge?" Ye Xiao looked at him with cold eyes and asked coldly.
"Yes, I want to die. I have no hope of living. Do I not even have the right to die? I just want to end this tragic situation where life is worse than death!" Qiu Luo asked sadly.
"Giving up hope only proves that you are not strong enough, so why bother to defend yourself." Ye Xiao said lightly, but his words were as sharp as a knife.
"Not strong enough? I'm not strong enough?" Qiu Luo chuckled: "Do you know what I have experienced? What humiliation I have endured, what torture I have suffered. Do you know that I have been living so hard until now, and I need to
How strong are you? You don’t understand at all! You are an outsider, you stand and talk with a red mouth and white teeth, but your back hurts!"
"I know."
Ye Xiao said deeply: "It is precisely because I understand that I feel that you are not strong enough."
Qiu Luo laughed miserably, with tears streaming down every wrinkle on his face: "Am I not strong enough? Hahaha..."
He suddenly burst out laughing wildly.
"Why do you say I'm not strong enough?"
"You have no idea what I've been through?"
"Do you know, if it were you, you might have died thousands of times to escape the humiliation, torture, and pain!"
"Do you know that being able to continue to live in this world and persist to this day is already strong?"
Qiu Luo looked at Ye Xiao with incomprehensible grief and anger, and each word she shouted hoarsely sounded like an accusation, but also like she was venting the anger in her heart.
Ye Xiao still looked at him calmly and said calmly: "You said that I don't know how to be strong. From my point of view, it's because you don't know what true strength is. Now I'm here to tell you what being strong is."
Qiu Luo looked at him without saying anything, as if waiting for Ye Xiao to explain what it means to be strong.
Ye Xiao said lightly: "If I were you, even if I have no hope and no power, I will still use my last heart and soul to look at my enemies. Even if I don't have any power to retaliate, I will always have a look of hatred.
, I looked at him with this look until the moment I died. Until the moment my life was completely ended, instead of using the power that I could still wield a knife to end my own life and commit suicide.
It’s already an escape.”
"If I were you, even if I knew there was no hope or strength, I would still wait, hoping for a miracle to happen. Waiting, my enemy would offend the people he shouldn't offend, and then he would be killed, tortured, and raped
*, was... Even though I can't wait for that moment, I still have to wait until the last moment of my life, but it shouldn't be up to me to decide when the last moment of my life will be. Giving up means giving up.
, all the so-called reasons are just excuses to escape, nothing more than that."
Qiu Luo was stunned.
"Everything can happen in this world. There are only unimaginable things, and nothing is impossible."
Ye Xiao said calmly: "So, if I were you, as long as I still have breath, I would wait. Your opponent did not choose to kill you that day, but indulged you, even if he did anything to you.
The prohibition on torture still leaves hidden dangers!
Even if I don't have the power myself, it doesn't mean that others don't have the power too; and since your opponents are still hanging around in the world, it may not be impossible to offend these powerful people who are so powerful that they can't afford to offend them either."
"I will wait until I die."
"Even at the last moment, before I close my eyes, I will still not give up."
Ye Xiao looked at Qiu Luo with cold eyes: "This is my interpretation of strength, and it is also my interpretation of strength."
Qiu Luo was speechless and immediately lowered his head.
"Now, do you know what I mean by being strong?" Ye Xiao said lightly: "Now, do you still insist that you are strong enough?!"
"Everyone will say, can you really face the cruelty of reality calmly?" Qiu Luo screamed.
"The reality is so cruel. You are still you, but I am not you." Ye Xiao looked at him indifferently: "So I can watch you seek death in a cool way, or I can stop you, or in other words, be indifferent."
"But you still need to face the reality. You can continue to commit such a humble and humiliating suicide. Disappear the hatred in the wind as if nothing has happened. I have stopped you once and will not stop you again.
Second-rate."
Ye Xiao's words were extremely cold, even cold-blooded.