Chapter four hundred and fifty-seventh: Enmity in the past
"I've been thinking about it...to meet you, it must be something fate wants me to do, right?"
Meeting this human-looking boy again was something that Yin Huan had expected. Not long after he regained control of his body, troubles began one after another. But no matter what, he couldn't escape what he had to face.
And a human body may have little chance of winning against a monster under a human body.
Yin Huan looked at him and saw that he had not changed much. He was still Lian Wu, or at least he was still some kind of existence that inherited his name, an existence other than human beings. He still looked like a young man, but his face revealed the cunningness of an adult. Or maybe
Said...Old and cunning. He straightened his back, and there seemed to be invisible limbs hidden behind his back, but they did exist. On his waist and in his hand, there was a straight knife, which Yin Quan thought he had seen before.
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In the hands of...Wuyonglan.
"Do you have any impressions of this thing?" Luwu touched the blade with one hand and said flatly, "He said he borrowed it from me and returned it. However, the original owner of the knife was dead, so the messenger kept this thing forever.
It was given to me as a gift. Even though I say these words, it has nothing to do with you."
Wuyong Lan is dead. This is what Yin Huan heard from the words. She was indeed surprised for a moment, but quickly calmed down. After all, it remains to be verified whether the harsh words are credible. But this knife, resentment corrosion, should
It is indeed true. And if this monster comes to you with such a weapon, nothing good will happen.
"I'm here to settle accounts with you." He pointed the tip of the knife at Yin Quan, "I have retrieved my memory as much as possible. I could have lived to this day in peace, but my life was ruined like you.
In the hands of others, Kalingbinga. You are a bitch and a traitor, and traitors should pay the price."
Yin Huan already roughly knew his purpose - revenge. According to him, his previous life, that is, the monster named Kalingbinga, was his enemy in the previous life. Although more specific and detailed things, Yin Huan
There is no way of knowing, but after he said those words, some people recognized him
The knowledge naturally formed in her mind. Some memories of her that did not belong to this life slowly emerged in her mind, like dusty old dreams passing by calmly scene by scene. The transparent heart, the burning thread, the ferocious...
The figures are all too familiar, as if they happened in this life.
It wasn't until the twisted and struggling charcoal-like shadow in his sight slowly overlapped with the pitch-black young man in front of him that Yin Huan realized that what was burning around him was not fire, but today's setting sun. But no matter how warm the light was,
They couldn't drive away the chill on the blade. That knife must have killed many people, she thought so from the first time she saw it between the Nightmare Dog's brows.
How should she tell her? She still couldn't speak at the moment. But she also knew that even if she could say something, it would not make any change in the status quo. Luwu's desire to kill her must be true. But why?
Those things are clearly from the past life and have nothing to do with them at this moment. Is it because I failed to inherit all the memories of Kalingbinga, just like the young man in front of me? But so what? Could it be that knowing the things of the past life, she will be the same in this life?
Is she no longer her?
She couldn't understand, and just stood there in confusion. For some reason, today's sunset was redder than blood. The nearest town was already in sight, but she knew she couldn't reach it.
Luwu said: "I know what you are thinking. You probably think you are very innocent, right? But why am I not? In the more than ten years since I was born as a human being, I have felt nothing. It is the thousands of years that have passed by alone that have made me feel quite
For recognition. Maybe it was too long, so long that these years are like dust on the fingertips
Oh, it's insignificant. But that banshee was the knot in my heart in my previous life. If I don't kill you, I will never be able to end my relationship with the human self. Only by taking your life can this floating sense of vanity be released.
Implementation. At that time, I will be me, the real and unique me."
"Do you really think this will be useful?"
The two of them turned back at the same time. The black figure walking against the setting sun made Yin Quan feel an indescribable sense of intimacy. The one walking over with two broken knives was none other than Wu Chang, who had taken her to see Master Lintian.
Lan Wei Ming Lei·Shui Wujun. She still looks capable, with no sound in every step and wind in every step.
"none of your business?"
That little grown-up look didn't last for more than a quarter of an hour before he became that garrulous child again. But facing this impermanent man, he didn't show any fear at all. On the contrary, he said in a provocative tone:
"You are here to save her? So what? Don't act like you know everything. You are just living a few years longer than ordinary people. Don't take yourself too seriously. I used to
I don’t have to remember everything in detail, but I can use 30% of my ability to deal with you, which is more than enough. If you know how to deal with it, don’t get in the way, or the blood will splash on you and stain your clothes.”
"Firstly, it's for this girl, and secondly, it's for this sword. I know that it was Lord Xueyue who handed it over to you. When he took it from you, he promised you that if the owner of the sword dies,
You are its next owner. You didn’t pay much attention at the time because you had limited interest in the Six Paths Divine Weapon. Even if the knife lent to you is not returned to you, you will still find trouble for this girl in your own way. I
Is that right?"
"Are you stalling for time?"
Shui Wujun did not respond, but stood in front of Yin Huan and continued talking to himself.
"You're not sure whether you can recognize your identity in your previous life by killing her, right? But for you, it's just an insignificant human woman who died, so it won't have any impact at all. Your previous life's impact on Jialing
Pinga's hatred did not disappear with his own death, but appeared at the last moment of his life.
We reached the peak immediately. I learned all this from my colleagues. But no one can define what you are now. But with a little thought, you can understand that you are not him. Otherwise, it would be like reviving a dead body.
And the resurrection spell has already alerted that adult to punish you and the Death Shadow Pavilion behind you."
"Don't fucking treat that rotten place like my home. It's disgusting to you, but I'm disgusted." He waved his complaint, and there was a sharp wind whistling immediately. "After all, that guy She Ji is really useless.
, I can’t feel any gratitude at all. I’ll say it one last time, get out of the way. You six-path impermanence are no different from ordinary humans when they are chopped down, and your lives are like locusts that can’t be cut off. It’s boring.”
"Have you never thought about why you are awakening Lian Wu's memory now?"
Shui Wujun adjusted the gesture of holding the knife. She did not think that the harsh words were a bluff. Of course she believed that this evil messenger who pretended to have memories that did not belong to him could kill people with a knife on impulse. This child is a cruel person.
, originally with the right education, we should be able to get on the right track, but now it is irreversible.
"The human part of him was killed by conspiracy and pampering, along with his original name."
Shui Wujun said to Yin Quan.
"What do you know?" He sneered harshly, "It's useless for you to provoke us now. Our thousand-year friendship cannot be interfered with by mere humans like you."
"You really haven't thought about it. As my colleagues said, you are indeed an arrogant person. Thousands of years ago, you were harmed by your own arrogance in your previous life, but you blamed a monster bird. Why?
This time is because the master of the Shadow Pavilion is finally willing to help you, and this
This is also the reason why the snake demon sacrificed his life for this. He has tried his best to save his illusory friend, and the master of the pavilion must have received more than one useful manpower. At this moment, the Death Shadow Pavilion opened with the shadow of Ghost Fairy Girl
Barrier, isolated from the world. But I think your close friends must have extra connections with you."
"Without this kind of connection, he can't control me." Shikou rolled his eyes, "You really think you know everything. I really made this trip on my own initiative and didn't even think about going back. What you said,
I heard about it, but I didn’t care. And the only purpose of my leaving was to settle the grudges from my previous life!”
Having said that, he raised his sword and struck straight at him. Shui Wujun summoned the demon-binding iron ropes in an instant, and they criss-crossed the sky and the earth like spider threads back then. But to Bad Mouth, this did not seem to pose a threat at all. He was flexible
He walked around the obstacle, stepped on the chain and moved forward quickly, as if walking on the Yangguan Road. With every step, the chain absorbed his demon power, but he seemed to easily pull his feet out of the mud, and still walked in the wind, not caring.
The restraint of that bit of demonic power.
They fought hard, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard endlessly. Although Shui Wujun tried his best to avoid her, Shui Wujun blocked her in every possible way. Soon he realized that if this impermanence was not incapacitated, she would never give up.
. But at the same time, Shui Wujun was also very confused. She fought with the bad words
The time was enough for Yin Huan to escape and run to the town to hide alone. Of course the bad words would catch up, but Shui Wujun was confident that he could trap him here. But why? She just looked over there, looking like a
She looked thoughtful. Her peripheral vision kept glancing at Yin Quan amid the disputes, and the same was true for her harsh words.
"Run!" Shui Wujun couldn't help shouting, "Don't wait here to die!"
"Don't even think about running away!"
Before Yin Quan could react, the iron chain array in front of him suddenly twisted. Each chain was pulled by an invisible external force, changing its original state. Shui Wujun tried to follow the bending direction.
She grabbed a handful, and her hand was indeed cut by something sharp. It was invisible spider silk. She realized that Shukou had already been able to use the abilities of his previous life very skillfully.
Yin Huan couldn't act rashly. Maybe she would have had a chance if she left earlier, but she couldn't tell. Maybe the harsh words were already prepared. No matter what, she couldn't leave this place anymore. Who knew what actions would leave her dead?
Separation?
What Shui Wujun never imagined was that it would be like this when she faced Yin Huan again.
The straight knife pierced her throat, and dark red blood gurgled down the blade. Judging from her expression, she must be in pain, but she still couldn't make a sound. She just opened her mouth slightly, and bright red blood dripped from her lips and teeth.
Blood.
This was such an unnecessary sacrifice that even the harsh words were surprised.
Why? Why did it seem like you didn’t intend to escape from the beginning?
When their eyes met, Shui Wujun wanted to ask her.
Of course she wouldn't say anything.
Yin Quan lost her strength and let go of her hand. Something fell, and Shui Wujun caught it with quick eyes and hands. It was an agate the size of a goose egg. She realized that it was the magic weapon she was holding. Blood fell.
On it, it seems to flow with the lines of agate, until it penetrates into the hole of the xun and disappears.
The young evil envoy drew out his knife, and Yin Huan's body fell forward, falling heavily into Shui Wujun's arms. The sky completely fell into darkness, and the blood red that was more dazzling than the setting sun was in her arms.
Her body temperature faded quickly, like a burning fire.