Conglang couldn't answer, his consciousness was gradually blurring, he could only listen, he couldn't even let out an angry roar that was humiliating...
This is humiliating. Being defeated is humiliating. The victorious enemy does not have due respect for himself, which is a complete humiliation, especially for a conceited master.
However, Ling'er still did not let go and continued to humiliate Cong Lang. "You Cong Langkong have the qualifications and talents to practice martial arts, but you have failed time and time again. Now your martial arts is still two levels behind Rong'er. Why challenge me?"
Love Sword? You think I won brilliantly, but you are wrong, I never regarded you as an opponent, just like I did in White Dusk, I never regarded you as a real opponent."
Ling'er didn't continue talking because Conglang had completely lost his breath.
Of course the corpse cannot hear you if you speak to it.
The boat is still drifting with the current.
On the shore, a figure ran towards me.
Ling'er's appearance was not unexpected. She had known that Rong'er would probably come back.
Rong'er is indeed here.
She jumped onto the boat, saw the body at Ling'er's feet, and understood what kind of duel this was. "You don't have to."
There was no need for Ling'er to engage in this kind of duel. Taking advantage of Shenzuo's weakness, Cong Lang's own swordsmanship level was much lower than Ling'er's. In an instant, he launched a blow with the love-breaking knife, which was a sure win. Even though Cong Lang could
If you block it, you will definitely not be able to withstand it. If you don't die, you will definitely be seriously injured. Why do you choose this dangerous fighting method that determines the outcome with a single blow?
"The result is very good. He has given up and returned to the world. Cong Lang is this kind of person. When faced with failure, he does not endure the humiliation and get up and fight again, but hides from a distance. This kind of man is not worth your time.
.”
This is Ling'er's purpose, even if she doesn't say it. Rong'er actually understands. "I just want him to forget me. If I defeat him and kill him with my own hands, with his character, there will never be another one."
The idea of practicing martial arts.”
"You really think so?" Ling'er smiled brightly, with a deep question in his eyes.
"Isn't it?"
"If you really think so, I understand why you still remember him. Because you don't really understand him -" Ling'er said coldly, "If you were the one who killed him, he would come back to the world.
He will endure the humiliation and practice hard. He can allow himself to lose to anyone, but he will never allow himself to lose to you. Because that is the last line of defense for his poor self-esteem. If it is lost, even the last bit of pride will be gone.
I know that you feel that he has been alone for hundreds of years. There has never been another woman, which makes you very touched. However, you should not believe in yourself about this kind of thing. You should believe in me. I know better than you, and I know better than you.
You know better. Because he has never got you, he can always miss you alone. If he gets you and gets to know you, you will be the one who will be sad soon."
"I'm not interested in the white-haired witch palace's extreme views on people's hearts, so there's no need to say more." Rong'er stated his attitude simply.
"What I'm telling you is not the white-haired witch's extreme views on people's hearts, but my views on human nature." Ling'er jumped away from the boat. She realized that there was no need to say anything more, because Rong'er wouldn't listen, because
In this regard, Rong'er is a person with no emotional experience. She understands the world, and her views on human nature in the world are the same as hers. However, because of the blankness of feelings, she labels love as sacred and special, so she
The human nature of the world is completely unnecessary in the sacred and special field of love.
Before Ling'er came, I met Xi'er.
Xi'er was noncommittal about her coming to kill Conglang.
People grow up through hurt, this is the truth that Xi'er has always believed.
But he never supported Rong'er's development with Lang, but he never spoke against it.
Ling'er knew Xi'er's thoughts. She understood that Rong'er could only fill this gap by experiencing it personally. Rong'er was this kind of person. He was as innocent as when he first entered the world. After a long period of understanding the cruelty of the world, Ling'er
, finally woke up. But emotionally, Xi'er didn't want Rong'er to bear this kind of pain.
Ling'er insisted. If Rong'er couldn't understand through words, Ling'er believed that Rong'er should be allowed to grow up in the hurt earlier.
So she came, neither early nor late, and Rong'er arrived shortly after killing Cong Lang.
Ling'er came ashore and when he was reluctant to walk out, Rong'er behind him also jumped ashore. Instead of jumping to the town heading to the nearest rebirth point, he caught up with Ling'er.
Ling'er looked back with a smile. "Aren't you going?"
Rong'er smiled and shook his head. "I won't go. I know you are afraid that one day I will be doomed because of my emotional blankness and ignorance. But I won't. I know this is my weakness. I know nothing about this. I can only watch.
I have never understood other people's feelings. But there is one thing I can do, and I have done it for hundreds of years. I can not touch it at all. I understand even if you don't tell me. If we really understand him, we will really be together.
Together, we will part ways soon. His fragility will be intolerable to me, and he will be unable to accept the fact that I value Lingjiu Palace more than anything else. I will remember him, but I will never touch him.
Get close to her. I think, in fact, it is the same as what you believe in, right? Only the love that you never ask for is the most beautiful love that will never change. Isn't this the same? "
"Yes, I won't worry about this anymore." Ling'er smiled and held Rong'er's hand. The two looked at each other and left together.
Ling'er felt that maybe she had guessed wrong. Xi'er had never supported or opposed it. Maybe it was because Xi'er always believed that Rong'er could overcome her own weaknesses and shortcomings in her own way. Therefore, she thought that she should also treat Rong'er
There is such trust and confidence.
It's dark.
It's bright again.
Conglang is still at the respawn point.
Before he died, he captured the familiar energy fluctuations and soul fluctuations that he had missed for hundreds of years.
That was the woman he longed to see again in his dreams.
He thought she would come.
However, he waited for eight hours.
She still hadn't come, and there was no trace of her even within the range of his consciousness.
Conglang stood up and sent a secret message to his old friend. There was only one sentence: "I'm sorry, I won't come back to the world. I should probably leave forever."
Conglang closed the sound transmission into the secret.
In Dali, there is a lonely tavern.
Ximen Wuqian wiped the wine glass.
There are many customers today, but there are usually not many customers who come to drink at this time.
Conglang walked into the Lonely Tavern, looked around, and walked straight to Ximen Wuqian. "I heard that you can hear interesting stories here."
"It's a story, but please don't describe it as interesting. You can think it's ridiculous, funny, and untrue, but please don't say it's interesting." Ximen Wuqian answered seriously, and from Lang Cong's seriousness, he could see that he cared.
Lang smiled happily. "In this world, how do you end your pain? You have nothing to ask for, you can't ask for anything, you can't advance, and you have no way out. Many years ago, I was thinking, how can I end all this and truly die?"
That is just a kind of luck that can be imagined but cannot be obtained. Many people think that the massacre is tragic, but I really wish I was her. I think this is an interesting story, because this story makes me know that there is such a way.
So, this being funny is not an offense."
"What kind of wine should I drink?" Ximen Wuqian did not continue to talk about this issue, because he could see that Cong Lang was a sad person, the kind who had been sad for a long time and would never shed tears because of sadness, but could not help but continue.
The kind of person who is sad. So he accepted the interesting information from Cong Langkou. Ximen Wuqian has met many such people. Most of them are just for a problem instead of stories.
"If any wine can help you answer a question for me, it would be that wine."
Ximen Wuqian knew that he was right, and his guess was correct. This man also came here for a question. He poured a glass of wine and pushed it in front of Cong Lang, who drank it all in one gulp without saying a word.
Ximen Wuqian poured another glass, and Cong Lang drank it all immediately without asking the price of the wine, as if he would drink it no matter how expensive it was.
"This is Lonely Eternal Wine. We don't sell it. We only invite guests like you to drink it. So you don't have to drink it so fast. Why not taste it slowly?"
"Is there a difference? You can't sell this wine, because its taste can only be tasted by one type of person. If you don't sell it to them, even if you sell it to them for a penny, they will definitely say that your wine is not good at all."
It’s worth it.” Conglang smiled and seemed to be smiling happily.
Ximen Wuqian also laughed after hearing this. He recognized this statement and believed it. "The people in the story have not died in the ice so far. I will visit them once a year."
"Thank you..." Cong Lang took out a stack of banknotes and placed them on the wine table. "...Thank you for the wine, and thank you for your answers."
"I said, wine doesn't cost money." Ximen had no money and declined helplessly, even though he actually knew that it was basically useless.
"I don't need money anymore." Conglang walked away...
Watching Cong Lang leave, Ximen Wuqian picked up a pen, quickly drew a description of Cong Lang, put the portrait away with the banknote, and he would take it to the bank to store it tomorrow. Over the years, this kind of thing he has received
There are already more than 1,300 'relics'. These are people who have never come back. Whether these people will really never come back again, Ximen Wuqian doesn't know. Maybe they just won't come back and ask for what he keeps.
The banknote? But Ximen Wuqian still kept it. If someone comes back one day, he wants to return it to them.
Because it is likely to bring answers that can answer his questions.
That answer means that he is willing to buy it even if he spends all his money to buy it.
But for so many years, no one has been able to bring him the answer he needs.
But Ximen has no money and is not in a hurry. He will keep running the Lonely Tavern and keep waiting. Even if he never gets the answer, he will keep waiting forever.
