I have never remembered how many years the name Xiao Wushang has been with me.
To laugh without hurting, is to laugh and sigh that you are not hurt everywhere, or to laugh and sigh that you have no intention to be hurt?
Before I had this name, I was Ye Xi, the young master of the Jialan clan in the human world. The Jialan clan has always been a hidden clan, indifferent to the disputes and wars in the human world, and only wanted peace for its people.
I often think, if my father had never met the woman named Honglian, if my father had never taken her into the family, if I had never recognized Manshahua through this, would everything have been different?
However, after all, everything is doomed, perhaps this is the so-called destiny.
I still remember that when I first met Manshahua, she was still a swaddled baby. She had a pair of beautiful eyes. She saw me, smiled at me, and stretched out her little hand towards me.
It was a very strange feeling. Although I was only five years old at the time, I was attracted by her innocent smile.
I didn't know that from then on, my tribulation would begin.
Manshahua gradually began to grow up, but her temper became more and more withdrawn. She hardly interacted with other children in the clan. Whenever she saw her, she was very cold and expressionless, but there was a faint hint of loneliness in her eyes.
But it made me feel inexplicably distressed.
She was still so young, and such an expression really shouldn't appear on her face.
Fortunately, because of my father's care for their mother and son, she is not against me, but she is not close to me either.
No matter how I coaxed her and teased her, she never showed a smile to me.
Afterwards, due to the destruction of the Jiuyou clan, various clans in the world fought endlessly for the leadership position. Even the Jialan clan, which had always avoided the world, was not spared.
During the war, countless clan members were killed innocently. For the first time, my eyes were stained red by the blood that flowed all over the mountains and plains.
But in the midst of the chaos and killing, I saw that familiar thin figure.
She stood there, just looking at the bloody corpses on the ground indifferently, neither crying nor running away, as if she didn't know what it was to be afraid, and her calmness was a bit heartbreaking.
She was only six years old at that time.
A six-year-old child seemed to have a clear understanding of life and death, so when the sword fell in front of her, she still stood there quietly without dodging, but a trace of relief seemed to flash in her eyes.
easy.
My heart started to feel a dull pain, but I didn't know why.
I rescued her, but was injured.
A very deep sword cut was cut on her back. She looked at me, with surprise and panic in her eyes for the first time.
She asked me why I was working so hard to save her, and I just smiled and said, "Because I don't want you to die, I want you to live well."
She was startled, her eyes suddenly brightened, and then she held my hand tightly.
Then, for the first time, I learned from her the grudges between her mother Honglian and the Fox King Qinglan, and I also learned how she had been living in the hatred transmitted by her mother.
She felt the hatred in Honglian's heart every day, but she didn't know what she wanted to hate. She only felt confused and tired.
And I just hope she can be happy.
Because of this calamity within the clan, Honglian perhaps felt ashamed that he was the source of the disaster, or perhaps in order to repay his father's kindness, he passed on all the forbidden techniques of the Jiuyou clan to his father, and the Jialan clan began to revive.
None of this is important to me. What I care more about is that Manshahua finally smiled, although it was only in front of me.
I thought that as long as I worked harder, she could truly get out of the gloom and become happy. However, in the end, I thought too much.
That day, I went to look for her and found her figure in the forest at the back of the mountain. She was hiding behind a tree and looking quietly ahead. There was a man and woman hugging each other tightly. The woman was Honglian.
But all around them were blazing red lotus fires, hell flames that could burn everything and even their souls!
I wanted to rush forward to stop him, but the flames gradually dissipated, leaving only the Qingjun man and a finger of ashes slipping from his hand.
"Why are you still alive when you are also dead?" I saw Manshahua walking out from behind the tree and looking at the man with cold eyes.
In a daze, I seemed to vaguely guess his identity.
Manshahua tried to stimulate him with vicious words, but it had no effect.
I know she just wants him to pay attention to her.
He never asked her a word and just left.
Manshahua kept staring at his back, biting his lower lip and blood gradually leaked out without even realizing it.
I felt so distressed that I walked forward and gently called her name.
She didn't look back, but said lonelyly: "Ye Xi... you don't know, what she actually said was, 'I still love you'... Why... she kept telling me how much she hates you
He...she also taught me how to hate...but now she says she loves him...I don't understand...I don't understand at all..."
I gently covered her eyes and pulled her into my arms with pity. My heart hurt even more: "If you want to cry, just cry. I won't let others see."
She cried wildly in my arms. That was the first time I really saw her cry. She cried very sadly and said that they didn't want her. She asked me if I would like to hold on to the last life-saving straw.
I won't leave her alone.
The tears in her eyes deeply hurt my heart, and at that moment, I made a promise of eternal life.
I will never leave her alone, I will protect her forever!
And a month later, something happened that I didn't expect at all.
On a full-moon night, the clan suddenly became noisy for some unknown reason. When I left the house, I only heard the clan members shouting "monsters" and fleeing in all directions.
Monster? How could there be a monster here?
I ran toward the crowd in shock, only to see Manshahua being beaten with sticks by the crowd.
But, is that Manshahua?
It has fox ears and tail, a pair of red eyes and sharp claws...
She raised her head and saw me, her eyes full of panic and fear. When she saw the horrified look in my eyes, she felt a little bit frightened, then lowered her head with a hurt expression and stopped looking at me.
My heart suddenly felt like a needle pricking me. I stood up to protect her and held her tightly in my arms, not allowing her to be hurt in the slightest!
Even if she changes into this posture, even if she is a demon, she is still the Manshahua that I vow to protect forever!
Therefore, when she was expelled from the Jialan tribe, I ignored the dissuasion of my father and tribe members, gave up my identity as young master, gave up everything, and left with her without hesitation!