He Qiong felt wet on his face, and when he touched it, it turned out to be tears.
She raised her head, wanting to see her junior brother's back clearly and remember his last appearance, but tears blurred her vision. She wiped them away desperately, but the tears grew more and more, and she could not clearly see the junior brother's figure in the distance.
He Qiong suddenly discovered that without knowing it, she could no longer control herself from missing her junior brother every day, and she could not imagine the future without him. She could practice qi, dance swords, perform, meditate, eat, relieve herself, bathe, sleep, etc.
I couldn't stop thinking about him all the time, so on a whim, I followed my senior brother and ran down the mountain to save people.
Her chest kept rising and falling, her hand pressed on the tadpole microphone, and she hesitated to speak. She wanted to say something, she wanted to express her feelings to her junior brother.
He Qiong stamped her feet and decided to follow her feelings and be brave for love once. If she misses this time, there may be no next time: "Little junior brother! I have never told you a very important thing!"
Wu Qiudao stopped, turned around and took a deep look at his senior sister: "What's going on?"
"That's right! I...I like..."
Wu Qiudao suddenly interrupted He Qiong and did not let her finish: "I know."
He Qiong's eyes lit up: "What about you?"
Wu Qiudao fell silent.
He Qiong bit her lower lip. She was waiting for her junior brother's answer. As long as he had a little response, she would risk everything with him!
"I'm sorry, senior sister." Wu Qiudao turned his head, turned his back to He Qiong, and strode forward, "I'm going to change the world, and now I can't leave any space for you in my mind."
When He Qiong heard this, tears immediately overflowed from the corners of her eyes and flowed down her face. She wanted to say something, but found that her nose was blocked. The more she wanted to speak, the more distressed she felt, and the tears kept flowing.
Wu Qiudao could hear the crying in his ears, and his heart ached.
The cheap master Gootizi is dead, the calico cat is unknown, the embroiderer is in the ancient underground country, and the third uncle Ruwuzi is hiding in Taixu Illusion. Now he has broken with his senior brother Chunyangzi, and the head master Zhengyangzi
I have never dealt with him.
So after all calculations, senior sister He Qiong was indeed the person he was closest to since he came to this world.
But he has been using, bullying, and abandoning his senior sister. Even today, he has to continue to hurt her.
He Qiong cried to Wu Qiudao's back and shouted: "You are always like this! Always like this!"
"sorry."
"Why do you have to live so eagerly every day, little junior brother? Why do you have to live like a character in a storybook? The plot is too dense! The arrangement is too tight! I can't keep up, I can't keep up with your plot! What's more?
Many things are none of your business!"
Wu Qiudao was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, why? Maybe, I was living in a storybook, right?"
He Qiong's face was full of confusion: "I still don't understand! Why do you hang these things on your head? All living beings in the world are protected by gods and Buddhas. No matter it is a troubled time or a prosperous time, you and I are all practitioners.
People, why can’t you let go of these and think about something more realistic, something closer to the present!”
"What are you talking about, something more realistic?"
"I mean you, and me, little junior brother, I like you very much. Can we ignore those things and live quietly in seclusion in this Zhongnan Cave, or return to the human world and find a place in the countryside to live there?
In the previous life, Kunlun, Master, the common people, and the Emperor, we have all forgotten..."
Wu Qiudao sighed: "Is that what you think, Senior Sister?"
He Qiong's voice suddenly became sharp: "Don't call me Senior Sister! I lied to you about calling me Senior Sister. According to ranking, you should call me Second Senior Sister. Just forget all this! It's not important, it's all
Forget it!”
Wu Qiudao's voice suddenly became louder: "But I can't forget it!"
Tears burst down He Qiong's face, and all the strength in his body seemed to be drained away. He could no longer stand and collapsed on the ground: "Why why why, why don't you men listen to what others say?"
"Why?" Wu Qiudao looked at Ye Chang'an City in the distance. The terrifying coercion came from there, making his mourning platform scream crazily. He ignored it and smiled to himself.
"It's very simple. From the first day I came to this world, I have been very lonely. Everyone I meet, everything I encounter, and every place I see are so strange and so strange.
Makes me disgusted, angry, angry!"
"Every day, every person, every word they say reminds me that you are different from them!"
"Sister, I miss home!"
He Qiong didn't understand: "You can go back and have a look if you miss home! Where is your home? Is it far away? If it's too far, we can ask the master for help, or the senior brother. The senior brother has the best heart, and he will definitely help.
our……"
"I can't go back!!!" The veins on Wu Qiudao's neck popped out, and his blood surged and turned rouge color, "Senior sister, I can't go back!"
His face was full of self-pity and self-injury: "I'm not as good as you think. Dream League, Mohist's new learning, Junping Tianbu, white-haired witch, and even the assassination of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty this time are all for me.
It’s just a crazy move to make this world more similar to what I remember!”
"Do you think I don't know the consequences of those students learning immortal magic? Five tribulations and six realms, it is difficult to move even an inch! Three corpses and five poisons, five disadvantages and three deficiencies, ego troubles, and karma of divine punishment are entangled day and night! If you fall into the trap and die, then
It’s the easiest ending! And this is the price they have to pay!”
"I may have gone crazy, but I believe that when I came to this era and appeared in this world, there must be some mission that I need to complete!"
Wu Qiudao's eyes became more and more crazy, and he could no longer hear the senior sister's voice clearly in his ears: "And I have found this mission!"
He Qiong angrily scolded: "Thank you, Yangzi! You are indeed crazy! You are just a human being with thick bones, how can you dare to put yourself above all living beings?"
Wu Qiudao shouted: "I don't care!"
"Victory requires a price, and I, want, no, I will be the price, but what I will gain will be the horn of the entire war!"
"Success does not belong to me, but I need this success. This is my mission in this world and the only pillar for my survival!"
The roaring murmur of the avenue in Wu Qiudao's ears became louder and louder, but his eyes became sharper and sharper.
I don't believe that if the fate of this world is only in the hands of gods and Buddhas, any changes will be just a game between them.
If this is the case, what is the meaning of living for the people in the world? What is the meaning of living for me?
Even if I ignore worldly affairs and focus on cultivation, what can I avoid? Will Emperor Gouchen let go of me as a tool? Where is the Great Ming Zun? Where is the Yinglong family who I ruined the resurrection event? And that guy in Taixu Wonderland?
The mysterious Emperor of Heaven!
If you want to live forever and be carefree, you are just deceiving yourself and others.
So this time, I must tear off this invisible big hand in the sky. Even if I die, I must bite off a piece of flesh from that hand!