Chapter 92 The name of the sword, hatred of separation
In fact, it only takes a little time to pierce the heart with a long knife. Really, it doesn't even take a breath. Because this long knife has become a spiritual weapon, it is basically impossible to deal with a person who has no cultivation but a fragile skin.
easy.
However, before the severe pain overwhelmed him, Xuejin seemed to hear the cry of the long knife. Is that right? Did you sense your master's mood and refuse to kill him?
The sword has a spirit, which is great.
Changsheng, you have your next weapon. With me, the Crown Prince of Otsu, sharpening your sword for the Shengsheng Festival, I think its future achievements will definitely be outstanding.
The formation drawn in his hand had already been pressed on the long knife. At this time, the hot blood spurting out from the heart was absorbed by the long knife, almost dyeing the entire knife red.
The silver hairpin embedded in the long knife was filled with blood, and now it glowed red. It seemed as if a layer of the original rough appearance had been burned off, and the rough things dripped down like running water, leaving behind
The colors are all pure silver.
When Xue Jin fell down, he sincerely hoped that this knife could be sharper and tougher, so that he could protect Changsheng well, accompany Changsheng, and take the responsibility that he could not do.
The long knife quietly changed, and Xuejin's falling body had stopped at this time. He was hugged by Changsheng.
Changsheng held the dying Xuejin, and the tears in his eyes fell down like they were free. Xuejin could even taste the taste of her tears. They were salty, with an unconcealable bitterness.
In fact, Xue Jin was very satisfied. He had always thought that he would die alone in an unknown place. But now he could die in the arms of his best friend. He would never feel lonely until the end of his life.
There was a "clang" sound, which was the sound of a long knife falling to the ground. Xuejin spoke with a difficult smile.
"The sacrificial knife is ready, you, you can give it a name..."
Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of Xuejin's mouth and felt like his heart was twisting in a knife. Xuejin didn't have much time left. What was it like to watch his friend commit suicide in front of him? Changsheng thought that he had seen Xuejin commit suicide many times before.
I'm used to it, but it's not like this. No matter how many times I watch it, I can't stand it.
What to name it?
At this moment, Changsheng only felt how much she hated the fragility and perishability of life. There was only one name she could think of.
"Hate separation."
"Just call it hate separation."
"Hate separation..."
Xuejin chewed the name silently, feeling sad for a while, but finally smiled.
"What a great name."
In this smile, he seemed to see his wandering life. In that memory, which was like golden honey under the sun, everyone was shining. The majestic and loving father, the beautiful and gentle mother, the kind grandfather
, uncle, cousins, the upright ministers in the court, the companions, and Xiuzhi, one of the companions whom I have just met before...
All of them stood in the sun, as if they were glowing, so beautiful that people couldn't help but cry.
"Jin'er..."
"Prince."
"Cousin!"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."
Everyone stretched out their hands towards him, Seoljin, no, Xuan Yuanjin, the crown prince of Dajin Kingdom, happily stretched out his hands towards them.
I'm here. From now on, I no longer have to struggle in pain in this dark hell.
Xuan Yuanjin reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at his last friend in this life. It is said that the old man looks as good as new. Even though the age gap between him and Chang Sheng is so big, the days with Chang Sheng are particularly comfortable. This is
The legendary feeling of falling in love at first sight. He once had many friends, but they were all lost in the long river of time.
Now, he has to leave. I just hope that my last friend can live happily and peacefully in the future.
"Changsheng, please let me hate you and stay with you on my behalf..."
These were the last words Xuan Yuanjin said in the world. After he said these words, his breathing was like the last petal falling from the branch, and his life was frozen here.
He was finally free.
Changsheng slowly stretched out his hand and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of Xuejin's mouth. Looking at the expression on his face that could almost be called happiness, the tears in the corners of his eyes never stopped.
"...Xuejin, have a good trip."
There once was a young man named Xuan Yuanjin in this world. He was of noble birth, noble character, and kind-hearted. He was the most shining and outstanding young man in the world. Even though he suffered great changes and struggled to survive for decades, he still
Never change your original intention.
It's just that he is too tired.
It was too tiring to keep living. So, he wanted to take a rest.
Gently arranging Xuejin's remains, Changsheng's expression was blank. From now on, she was alone again.
"Da da da……"
A steady sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. Changsheng did not raise his head, but the footsteps stopped a foot in front of her and did not move for a long time.
Changsheng slowly raised his head and saw the strange man wearing black clothes and white mourning.
At this time, the man lowered his head and seemed to be looking at the motionless Xue Jin.
"……he died."
The man's body trembled slightly, but he didn't ask Xue Jin any questions. He just spoke persistently.
"Excuse me, have you ever seen a man named Xuan Yuanjin? He is a very handsome young man with a small black mole on his ear. I have been looking for him for forty years, but I have not found him. If you see him
Can you tell me when you arrive..."
Changsheng lowered his head and looked at the small black mole on Xuejin's ear, and suddenly felt ridiculous. Xuejin was Xuan Yuanjin. This person had met Xuejin before, and now he came to ask him if he had seen Xuejin.
?
What does he want?!
"What are you doing with him?"
"He is the prince of our Otsu Kingdom. After the fall of Ojin, we have been looking for a leader who can lead us to rise. I believe that His Highness the Prince must not be dead. He must still be alive in some corner. He is still so bright and powerful. He
Will lead us to build our country again, just like it has done countless times before."
How could their Crown Prince be a furnace? Even if he was missing arms and legs, they wouldn't think anything of it. But as a man, he became someone else's furnace and lived for so many years. How could such a person?
Maybe it's their Crown Prince?
Even if everyone is dead, their Crown Prince is definitely still alive. Living cleanly somewhere.
Changsheng didn't understand what was wrong with this man. Was he crazy? But she knew that Xuejin's suicide must be related to this man! She placed Xuejin gently on the ground, and then reached out to touch the long knife on the ground.
All the pain that had been accumulated before erupted at this moment. The anger in Changsheng's heart was like an erupting volcano, never stopping for a moment! She swung a sword that far exceeded her previous level! Along with this violent sword, she was extremely
