The sins of love, arrogance, anger, ignorance, jealousy, hatred, and greed, often sitting quietly with a pure mind and meditating, are regarded as evil things in one's body, but no one can detect them and escape.
Originally, people lived only for love, without love or hatred, and were separated from each other. Why did they sink in this life?
Even an exquisite priest with ancient memories cannot avoid this love disaster. Year after year, he looks up at the stars in the sky, and looks down at the tenderness missing from his fingertips, waiting to linger,
It's just a person I've never met before.
"Only here can you survive." The slender and cold silk string cut his fingers, his light eyebrows were lightly furrowed, and the man with fair and almost snow-colored skin did not feel any pain at all. His palm pressed against the tenderness wrapped around Hao's wrist like a stone sculpture,
"No matter what your relationship is, I will never let you get close to the person pointed by the star again, he will destroy you."
There was a moment of confusion followed by a long silence. Xia Qingluan knew very well who the person Mi Ye was talking about. She also knew that her repeated betrayals would make that person completely heartbroken. When they meet again, they may feel the coldness of the sword again.
, pointed with a sharp edge. But she had to go back after all, in order to keep her vow with him intact, and for her only excuse to still live in the world.
"Where is the Dream Stone?"
Her stubbornness was enough to cost her her life.
Mi Ye was a little confused. The gentle and beautiful woman in her memory had never been so cold and stubborn. Even the childish and stubborn girl did not have such strong paranoia. It had been many years since she had seen her change so much.
Huge. Maybe she didn't understand what she meant, so even though she locked her in his arms abruptly, she still didn't resist. Or maybe, it was just because of Itu that she didn't want to take action.
The side of his face was covered with smooth black hair, and there was no familiar smell from many years ago. The murderous aura hidden in the fine hair had never been felt before, but he was not afraid of disgust, but tightened his arms with more pity: "Here,
You don't need the Dreamstone."
"I don't need you either."
That kind of indifference and determination burned his blue eyes like ice flames.
Yes, he was too impatient and acted so rashly before she even had time to let her understand his feelings. How could she accept it when facing a semi-stranger?
In short, Mi Ye believes that the woman in white in front of him will not leave him. His memory has accumulated too many memories between the two of them, and is full of lovesickness in his bones that cannot be stopped. If he cannot use this fire to rekindle
If the temperature is extinguished, then it can only turn itself into ashes and disappear in smoke.
The red blood on the palm fell down along the fingertips, and she raised her hand to touch her indifferent cheek, which was as cold as water like her eyes.
"Miye is me, and Itu is also me, so I am the first person to meet you."
The almost obsessed tone alerted Xia Qingluan. What he said made no sense and was approaching raving. It was probably because he had been in the underground stone room for too long without seeing the light of day, and the loneliness destroyed his mind. He was just crazy, like this.
Outrageous, such hopeless confusion.
Chi Qing did not move, she just opened her warm chest with her palms and tried to keep the distance between the two of them: "I said, who you are has nothing to do with me. Ruan Qingyan is Ruan Qingyan, Xiao Qingluan is Xiao Qingluan, and I am Hong
Xian, no matter what the relationship was in the past, I am just a stranger today."
The past cannot be traced back, now she is Hongxian Xia Qingluan who only stays with Wei Moyan and has no other identity.
"Then, kill me - use every move I teach you."
Those eyes that were different from silent black eyes were shining with light, reflecting his obsession accumulated over decades.
The biggest difference between Miye and Itu is that Itu is weak and cowardly and dare not fight for it, while he will cling to his only infatuated love for his boring and lonely destiny. Itu believed that destiny cannot be violated, so he preferred to stay far away
Ruan Qingyan watched her go to life and die, but refused to take her away from the fate of disappearing. As a result, both of them regretted their lives.
For a Jingjue priest who has to stay in a desolate stone chamber all his life, it is not easy to meet someone whose fate intersects with his. If there is, it will definitely be someone who affects his life. Itu is undoubtedly lucky, thousands of miles away
The woman named Ruan Qingyan came into his life and eventually became the most important and glorious color in his memory. Compared to himself who had nothing, he gained so much.
Miye couldn't remember when he started to hate this place. Day after day, year after year, lonely figures shuttled in the corridors like ghosts, and the souls of the dead who had died for thousands of years slept and passed the torrent of time, but he
Count each day carefully with your eyes open.
Until, at a certain moment, he suddenly had a splitting headache, and fragmented memories and complex information poured into his mind. Among the flashing pictures and vague words, he only remembered the face with a smile as bright as a star.
Hua Yan and her name.
"Qingyan, if you stay here, you won't die..."
The murmuring was like a dream, startling the whole room, which was filled with indifference and disintegration.
Qingyan, it turns out that the person Mi Ye wants to keep and protect is her mother. So what about the master? Does this mean that the master's care for her is because he regards her as a substitute for her mother, so he always cares for her?
Holding her while drunk and calling her mother's name?
From the very beginning, when her fate of wandering and wandering came, there was no one who could really see her. All they could see was that she looked exactly like her mother, the number one prostitute in the world who had passed away.
A strange woman who was not stained by the mortal world, but who refused the emperor's favor and committed suicide in the Jinluan Palace with countless people's attachment and longing.
Uncle Xiao Qian tried his best to protect her because of responsibility and gratitude to his father; Wanqi Haoyue saved her because he felt pity for a child being bullied by soldiers; the head of Liang Da took her in because he was brave and careful, even though she was an outcast.
But she could kill with cold eyes; Wei Moyan recognized her at first sight because this face had left a deep impression on him.
In the final analysis, Xia Qingluan is just a person who lives in the shadow of others. Without this face and the identity of a descendant of the Xiao family, she might have died in the flames of the sky, and no one would care about her.
The soft but tough string fell quietly on the ground, and the circling red thread was like a trace of blood, with no beginning and no end.
I am Xia Qingluan, not Ruan Qingyan, not anyone else.
Her voice was choked in her throat and she couldn't cry out. There was something missing in her eyes, but she couldn't find it. The master, the one who gave her hope to live, gave her hatred, and gave her the ability to kill, had never even laid eyes on her.
. Is the hatred that drove her away from light and peace in this life true or false? The meaning of the first half of her life living for revenge suddenly disappeared. Does this mean that she has not really lived at all?
If everything is nothing, then what is the thing she has lost?
In order to take revenge, she lost her only brother and the person she relied on most in her dark life. Now, she can no longer even return to her final destination.
If she had not been instilled in her since childhood the overwhelming resentment of abandoning everything to avenge her mother, maybe she could return to the uncontested life in the Poison King Valley and wait for her old age. Maybe she could share a family relationship with her brother after getting to know each other, maybe not
When you meet the dragon among people who has been entangled your whole life, maybe you just live silently and then die silently.
However, God never gives people if.
She could no longer hold anything in her hands, and the cruel truth ruthlessly rejected all the love, hate, and grudges in the first half of her life.
Mi Ye never thought that a word she blurted out because she was too infatuated would hurt the woman who had been waiting for him for several years so much that her world would completely collapse.
The paleness slipped from his arms, and his hand could not hold it.