Qing Ling doesn't mind, even if he has someone in his heart, she doesn't care.
Yes, yes, so what?
If the love for a person is described by two results, Qingling may not be able to live in his heart, but she can stay by his side.
Whenever, wherever.
Wherever he goes, she goes there, and wherever he is, she goes too...
Originally, Qing Ling thought so, but sometimes, even a small dream may be difficult to realize.
"you..."
That day, he left alone for several days. When he came back, his clothes were stained with blood, and his heart was cut open by a sword.
"Who? Who did it, who did it?!!!"
Qing Ling asked desperately, but Mu Qiubai just shouted for blood. He was smiling helplessly and with regret.
"sorry..."
"What are you sorry for? Treatment! Treatment quickly!"
Qing Ling said: "You are so powerful, can you recover from such a slight sword injury quickly?"
"sorry..."
However, he only said these three words.
"Why do you say sorry?"
Qing Ling got angry, and she exclaimed: "Hey! Don't say anything. Come on, stop the bleeding. Why don't you treat me? Why don't you treat me!!"
"sorry."
"I'll help you, I'll help..."
However, he grabbed Qing Ling's hand, and his apologetic and sad eyes fell on her eyes. He didn't want to treat her, nor did he want to treat her: "I'm sorry, I'm tired, I have to go there.
..”
"What are you saying sorry for? Why are you saying sorry?"
He was sorry for her. He was not wrong in everything. He was so good, so good.
She liked him, she liked him, she liked him from the beginning.
But when he refused the power of Qingling, when his hand fell and gradually became cold, only the girl hugged him tightly: "I can't live in your heart, but why can't you let me stay with you all the time."
You said you went there!
But where is that?
Where is that? Tell me where is that?!
"Don't leave, I don't want you to leave, we promised never to separate!"
'Moo moo, ride the big green ox and let's go together.'
'Moo moo, ride the big green bull and let's go together...'
Tears kept falling from the girl's eyes. She cried and kept crying for days and nights, until the tears completely dried up, until she could no longer cry in her life.
"Moo~~~"
The green bull came from afar, and on its back, a young woman wearing a Taoist robe closed her eyes and meditated.
Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and every year, she comes back here to see him.
Where he was buried, beautiful lotus flowers bloomed.
Red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves.
She didn't go there, but stayed here because she wanted to pass on these three things.
'What's your skill called?'
'Um...'
Once upon a time, a gray-haired old man touched the girl's head and said: 'Three Friends of Chuan, we are Three Friends of Chuan...'
One person and one sword Huan Qingping,
He once led thousands of immortals to cut off the line.
Here we go to the tomb house of the mountain ancestral temple.
Although the world is vast, there are still two households missing.
Since Mu Qiubai's death, Qing Ling has never smiled again. Her temperament is getting colder and colder, but her strength is getting stronger and stronger, especially her swordsmanship, which is almost invincible in the world.
Finally, Qing Ling was angry!
"Let her come out, let that woman come out!"
Qing Ling's sword was swung at Xian, and she was waving the flag with all her energy: "Killing people, but not daring to admit it, what kind of heaven are you asking for!"
"Get out of here!!!"
During her life, the four psychic swords hanging above the heads of the immortals drank the blood of countless powerful men.
However, she tried her best, she tried her best, but she still couldn't compete with the superior, God's will...
"Moo~~~"
The green bull's painful wail sounded, and its head was cut off and fell to the ground.
"!"
Her sword was also broken.
In the blood light, Qing Ling straightened up her body that had been severely injured by countless immortals.
"What is an immortal, higher than human beings?"
She faced the self-proclaimed immortals all over the world who wanted to destroy herself and the orthodoxy of the Three Friends: "Immortals don't know people, so why should they be immortals? Immortals are not as good as humans, so why should they seek immortals?!"
"In this life, I have used this broken sword to point to the sky, intercepting the glimmer of life and never taking a step back!"
Qing Ling laughed and laughed at the puppets they have become these days: "And you! You are robbers, you are all robbers!!"
Although she was defeated, she fought all her life and never betrayed her trust or compromised herself. She was a human being and died without regrets!
"Are you really free of regrets?"
Qing Ling smiled to herself, maybe that wasn't the case.
If you really have no regrets in your heart, then why would you look for any chance of survival?
"Am I happy?"
Between life and death, Qingling was as calm as ever. She slowly closed her eyes and then opened them again.
"Oh..."
At this moment, she seemed to see the peaceful mountain village, the sea of flowers she saw along the way, the snow-capped mountains she walked on, and the oases she found one after another.
She laughed, cried, and smiled with tears on her face: "I was once happy, very happy, really happy."
As for the only regret in this life, perhaps, she didn't express her feelings to him in the end.
"If you give me another chance, I, huh..."
Qing Ling's consciousness gradually blurred, and she thought of that man's figure. She would always follow him, like a little follower: "I really hope that one day I can lead the way for you."
Qing Ling's body fell, and she died. She died at the beginning of this immortal battle, but she knew that she could not stop it, and the immortal way could no longer stop people's hearts.
Maybe they killed her, but soon there will be more and more powerful people who will resist them.
However, none of this has anything to do with her...
"Moo moo."
Oops, it's you again, stupid big green cow.
In the haze, Qingling saw in front of her that the big green bull was waiting for her.
"Are you waiting for me?"
"Moo moo."
Riding a big green bull, let’s go together.
Suddenly, Qing Ling thought of something, her heart tightened, and she quickly asked: "You are here, where is he?"
Qing Ling was scared, but she was looking forward to it, looking forward to the answer she had been pursuing for countless years.
"Moo!"
Ahead, he is right in front of this road.
"Let's go, take me there, quickly."
Qingling moved forward excitedly in the haze. She kept walking, but the road seemed to be endless, but it didn't matter. Qingling had a direction, over there, over there, so she continued to move forward, and kept walking.
Keep walking.
'If I can't live in your heart in this life, then in the next life...'
"Next life!"
On the road, Qing Ling became more and more determined with every step she took: "No matter what happens, no matter how shameless or skinny, or acting cute, as long as you can keep looking at me, I am willing to do it!"
"Even if I can't live in your heart," Qing Ling's footsteps became faster and faster: "I will always stay with you..."