The crystal tears fell on Lin Ming's face, breaking into pieces gently.
In this confused world, the sound of breaking tears was extremely clear, as if it was coming from another time and space.
This is a tear of the soul.
Some souls will shed tears when they are feeling sad and sad...
Seeing the broken soul tear, Sheng Mei smiled miserably. She knew how pale this soul tear looked in this scene.
Because... nothing can go back.
Moreover, even if time goes back, the result will be the same, because the environment at that time was a dead end for Lin Ming...
In the midst of lamenting, the physical joy that originally brought him from being united with Lin Ming seemed to have slowly faded away.
At this time, Shengmei's soul was completely silent.
She watched helplessly as the only man she had ever been involved with in love and hatred in her life slowly lost all her original soul and life force under her own tonic...
He was already extremely weak, like a star that had completely dimmed after burning itself out.
At that moment, Shengmei felt that her soul was as cold as a piece of ice.
She looked at the sleeping Lin Ming, who was completely disabled, and felt as if there was a knife in her heart, slowly cutting the flesh and blood in her heart...
At the last moment, she left a ray of her original soul in Lin Ming's body, but she knew how slim the possibility of this ray of soul being able to work...
This is equivalent to saying that Lin Ming is finished.
She personally destroyed the man with whom she once wanted to go away to another world and completely escape the vortex of doomsday...
Everything has ended before it even started...
She waited silently, feeling like a deserted tomb in her heart. In fact, she only waited for a few hours. To her, it seemed like millions of years.
At this time, Lin Ming woke up faintly from his deep sleep.
He looked at Shengmei with a sad smile on his face.
The grass was luxuriant and the breeze was blowing. The two looked at each other like this, and time seemed to freeze for eternity at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, Shengmei finally spoke.
These are still the words that Sheng Mei once said back then. Now, Sheng Mei listens as a bystander.
"Do you hate me..."
This did not seem to be a question to Lin Ming, but seemed to be a torture from Sheng Mei's own soul.
"What reason do I have to hate you? Without you, I am afraid I would have been killed by Piao Yu. Now I am a cold corpse. It should even be said that without you, I would not have been able to leave the God's Realm at that time. I would have died.
In the hands of King Brahma..."
Shengmei clearly remembered Lin Ming's answers every word in his past life.
She was silent, listening, and every sentence of their conversation back then echoed in her ears. She could have recited it word for word...
Until Lin Ming said: "You are really unscrupulous. In order to achieve your goal of cultivating eternal life, your own body can be used as a tool. In the mortal world, there are women who sell their bodies for money. You and them, and
What's the difference?"
These words calling Sheng Mei a prostitute caused a great stir in Sheng Mei's heart back then. However, hearing it again today, nothing aroused in her heart, only a sigh.
Maybe there really is no difference, the same inability to control one's own destiny, the same sad ending...
it's over……
Shengmei knows that all this is destined, no matter how it happens again, the result will be the same.
then……
Sheng Mei saw her body disappear through the air, leaving Lin Ming lying on the ground as if dead. There was no longer any life left...
Her soul did not leave with her body, but stayed in Tianyan Continent, looking at Lin Ming.
At this moment, Sheng Mei was a little stunned.
How could this be?
Sheng Mei didn't know, but slowly, her mood began to tremble slightly. She had been watching Lin Ming in Tianyan Continent for several days.
I still haven't left with my body.
Faintly, she had a feeling in her heart, could it be...
Can she see with her own eyes Lin Ming's experiences over the years? At that time, because of the existence of the Soul Emperor, she could not track Lin Ming at all, and since she left Tianyan Star, she also went to the Dark Abyss.
But now, she got such an opportunity in her dream.
Could everything she saw happening to Lin Ming really happen in her dream?
Sheng Mei suddenly thought of this, but finally shook her head slowly.
Maybe even if I saw it, it was just my imagination.
In this secret realm of the Demon God's Tomb, no matter how powerful one is, it is impossible for him to know Lin Ming's memories and then immerse himself in it.
But even so, Shengmei still watched silently.
She wanted to see everything Lin Ming experienced later, even if it was just her imagination.
Years pass, spring passes and autumn comes.
Shengmei waited silently beside Lin Ming, like a ghost guarding the tomb.
In this wilderness, Lin Ming seemed to have fallen into a permanent sleep. His body was covered with fallen leaves and dust, and even grass grew on the soil.
Shengmei was heavy-hearted, but extremely patient.
She kept waiting and waiting.
Until one day, Lin Ming slowly, slowly opened his eyes...
Sheng Mei's heart froze, and the light on her face changed slightly, showing the instability of her soul at this time.
She saw Lin Ming stand up silently, and the rustling soil and weeds rolled down from his body. This scene was as if Lin Ming had crawled out of the grave.
Lin Ming left, not knowing where he was going.
Shengmei followed silently.
She followed him over mountains, across rivers, and swam across the sea, until they climbed a mountain that was as sharp as a sword.
On the top of the mountain, Shengmei saw two swordsmen who, in her opinion, were just beginning their martial arts journey, fighting on the top of the Sword Mountain.
"It's an old friend Lin Ming met in the mortal world!"
Sheng Mei looked at Lin Ming and understood the meaning in his eyes.
She saw the fierce duel between the two swordsmen in mid-air, and also saw Lin Ming and the two swordsmen drinking and talking in the room after the competition.
In Sheng Mei's opinion, these two swordsmen were as light as dust. If it weren't for Lin Ming, she wouldn't have even the slightest interest in listening to a word they said.
However, as she listened, Sheng Mei was a little surprised.
The words spoken by the two swordsmen actually contained an inexplicable truth.
Especially what a swordsman in green said about the peak of martial arts made her feel as if something had touched her heart——
There are endless mountains in this world, but there is always a mountain that is the highest. I will keep looking for it. My vision is limited and I may never find it, but I will still keep climbing because I climbed a peak.
, my horizons will be wider, and I will be able to see where the higher peak is. I will climb down again, climb the new peak I found again, and keep repeating...
The words of the swordsman in green echoed in Sheng Mei's ears for a long time. Even she herself felt inexplicably emotional because of the fighting spirit contained in these words.
This kind of fighting spirit actually applies to her.
And then some arguments about wine and life made Shengmei feel even bigger waves in her heart——
"Taste the spicy food and you will know the mellow flavor, and you will understand the secret when you are confused."
Sheng Mei was completely stunned when the drunk swordsman in Tsing Yi said these words.
It was not that the artistic conception of the words was so profound, but that suddenly hearing these words in a dream that could not have appeared in Sheng Mei's imagination made her heart tremble rapidly.
She had an inexplicable feeling that maybe everything she saw in the dream was not fake, but Lin Ming's real experience back then!
The various place names spoken by the two great swordsmen, the description of Lin Ming's life, everything was full and vivid.
These artistic conceptions are something I have never experienced before.
The insights of warriors are not like those of literati who can eloquently write beautiful articles one after another on a whim, but are the true philosophy of life summarized through their lives and experiences.
It can be said that these insights are their martial arts.
The martial arts of the two blue-robed swordsmen both had a strong mortal flavor, but in Shengmei's mind, it was completely impossible to have the strange understanding that these mortals could have.
What's more, these insights are obviously related to alcohol. Shengmei doesn't drink alcohol herself, so how could she forcibly imagine the artistic conception of alcohol and life in her dreams?
Could it be that everything in front of her was not her own imagination, but what Lin Ming really experienced back then?
Thinking of this, Sheng Mei was shocked! (Third update on the 29th)