In Qingge's dream, she was walking alone on the Naihe Bridge. Under the bridge, the scarlet water of the Forgotten River was flowing slowly, making soft sounds.
Her relatives and comrades-in-arms all fell into the Wangchuan River and struggled in the blood-red water.
Qingge couldn't control her body. She was like a bystander, her soul living in her body.
She was like a puppet, very mechanical, walking forward numbly, as if she couldn't hear the calls of her relatives.
In front of Naihe Bridge, the entrance to Jiuyou Underworld.
There was a ray of light between the double doors, which deeply attracted her to move forward.
Qing Ge just walked, walked...
Toward the Nine Netherworlds, toward reincarnation.
Forget your loved ones, forget your pain, and forget your happiness.
"Ge'er..." A gentle voice sounded, like a hometown in a dream. It was the gentle love that she longed for in her heart and hoped for extravagantly.
The voice stopped her from moving forward.
Qing Ge paused and looked back, only to see Yan Bingtong jumping off the bridge with a smile.
The scarlet river water drowned Yan Bingtong's smiling face.
Qingge's heart began to tremble, the trembling became more and more severe, and her limbs gradually became cold, as cold as snow.
She was hysterical and rushed forward with all her strength. The wind was fierce and her eyes were bloodshot.
With a splash, she jumped into the river.
Younan Holy Land.
In the tent, the mountains in the early morning were dark and gloomy. She sang softly on the bamboo bed and slowly opened her eyes. Looking at the darkness in front of her, she felt confused and at a loss for a moment.
The next moment, Qingge panicked and stumbled off the bamboo bed, walked out of the tent, ran wildly, pursued, and went crazy all the way.
mother……
Mother...
Qing Ge hurriedly went to find it.
But no matter how she searched, Yan Bingtong seemed to have disappeared from the world.
Wow.
Qingge stepped into the river with both feet and walked towards the depths.
She is embarrassed, she is depressed, she is struggling.
She stood in the middle of the river, and her lonely and desolate figure was reflected in the ripples of the water. It was so... heartbreaking.
Qing Ge raised her head and roared like a beast, wailing like a wild ghost. She covered her face with her hands and used her spiritual power to force her eyes to prevent the sour tears from flowing out.
Her fragile and thin body shivered in the river.
At this moment, she is no longer an arrogant king, she is no longer a practitioner pursuing the true meaning of strength, nor is she the woman with smart eyes who claims that there is no demon in the world.
She sobbed and lamented, only wishing to return to that... warm embrace.
emptiness!
emptiness!
ah--
All the indifference and calmness disappeared, and he was willing to turn into a demon and send out sharp and harsh screams towards the world.
The injustice of fate, the mercy of heaven, and the ruthlessness of the world.
Qingge closed her eyes, her legs softened, and she slowly immersed herself in the river water.
The cold river water covered her legs, waist, neck and that beautiful and pale face.
"Song..."
When Liu Yan'er saw this scene by the river, she screamed in panic and then stepped onto the water.
She stepped on the river and walked forward, hugging Qingge.
"It's okay, it's okay..." Liu Yan'er felt very distressed.
Only she knew that Qingge was made of steel and iron and was invulnerable to copper and iron walls.
How cruel and heartbreaking it must be to make her so helpless.
Qing Ge buried her face in the crook of Liu Yan'er's neck, grinning widely, and tears fell continuously. Her eyes were filled with desolation.
"Master Liu, Master Liu..." She shouted in a low voice: "I have nothing, everything is gone, I am so useless, I am a complete waste!"
Qingge's shoulders kept shaking, tears streaming down her face.
She straightened up and tilted her head, her wet hair hanging down on her face and neck.
The soft singing and laughter are like the broken flowers in the wind, and the light of dawn is above my head.
"The children are gone, the husband is gone, and even the mother is gone."
She has nothing left.
She worked hard and risked her life for three years, just for this moment of nothingness?
There is a grave in her heart, where she is buried.
She is already dead, and the evil ghost wandering in the world is obviously just a remnant soul, so why does she need the warmth of friendship?
He sang softly and laughed, feeling lost.
The light in her eyes completely dimmed.
How to live in this life.
How to break through the bumpy and thorny road ahead.
The only thing left for her was that grave, which was her final destination.
Qingge struggled feebly and walked forward like a zombie, searching for the depths of the river.
Liu Yan'er immediately caught up and hugged Qing Ge from behind, "But they are all still alive and working hard, looking forward to the day when they can be together with you. If even you lose hope, they will
What should you do? You don’t have nothing. You have a group of heartfelt followers. You have relatives, children, and a husband. They all love you deeply. It’s just that God is jealous of your goodness and the world is envious of your warmth, so that makes you
, so hard.”
Qing Ge's body froze, and the reason that was burned by the flames seemed to gradually return to his mind.
"Even if the road ahead is difficult, I will stay with you. I will see you reach the top, see you start a family, see you have a family full of children and grandchildren, see you smile and be proud of this world." Liu Yan'er said carefully.
He comforted her and saw that Qingge's mood was stable, so he supported Qingge and walked out of the river.
Liu Yan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She had never seen such light singing.
Never...
On the riverside, in the quiet darkness, Baili Qingfeng, dressed in white long clothes, looked at Qing Ge and the two from a distance.
His eyes sparkled slightly.
It turns out that no matter how strong a woman is, she is still a woman.
When Ye Qingge was being punished by the God Lord, his face was expressionless, cold-hearted, and he seemed to feel no pain.
It turns out that she is in pain.
She will really be in pain.
Baili Qingfeng pursed her lips——
Qingge returned to the tent, took a bath and put on new clothes.
"Child..." Feng Qi's voice appeared in Qingge's mind.
"Um?"
"You still have your wife." You have not lost everything.
After Fengqi finished speaking, he disappeared completely.
In the realm of nothingness, Suzaku hung in the air with his hands folded across his chest, humming, "Women are trouble, and those who cry are really trouble."
Xuanwu agreed very much and nodded.
The Snake King remained silent.
It was the Killing Blood Wolf that quietly left this realm of nothingness.
The red-haired wolf cub crawls at Qingge's feet, its silent companionship is better than anything else.
The Killing Blood Wolf is specially transformed into a mini form, as big as a baby.
Qing Ge looked down and picked up the little wolf.
The little wolf's paw patted her shoulder.
Firefinch also came out, stood on Qingge's shoulder, and said: "A true warrior has the courage to face all hardships and tortures. When God assigns a great responsibility to this person, he must first work hard on his will and muscles,
Hungry for its body and skin. They say that the chosen ones are lucky, but they don’t know the suffering behind the good luck. Boss, you can get through it. Although I am still a little bird, I will always be by your side and accompany you.
I will fight in all directions and accompany you... to dominate the world!"
Qingge smiled bitterly, stretched out her hand and gently rubbed the firebird's head.