The first thousand four hundred and seventieth chapters
"Why, why will you also fall?" The shadow of the stone pillar shrouded Xia Qingchen's back.
It's hard to see clearly his emotions as he lowers his head.
Is it self-blame, pain, or sentimentality?
"Do you know me?" the female corpse asked in a daze.
Xia Qingchen turned around slowly, her eyes burning like the sun and moon: "What else do you remember?"
The female corpse said blankly: "I only remember my name and my master's instructions for me to wait for him to come back."
It's a pity that she will never wait for the return of the Nine Generations of Evil Gods.
Because it has fallen, been cut into pieces, and suppressed everywhere.
Xia Qingchen looked lonely. He stepped forward and stroked her head gently, his eyes full of pity: "It's better to forget. Remembering may not make people happy."
Tsuka Otonashi, how could he forget?
The Supreme God of Sound who once feared Ningshuang and openly confessed his love to him.
Among the ten great gods, the Supreme God Yinwu is the only goddess who can rival the Supreme God Ningshuang.
The same peerless appearance, the same monstrous magical skills, the same people looking up to them.
Moreover, in terms of background, Yin Wushangshen is far superior to Ningshuangshangshen who started as a mortal.
However, Xia Qingchen could not give her an answer.
Because he has frost.
After that, Yinwushangshen never appeared in front of Xia Qingchen again.
There are rumors that she went to the wilderness alone and secluded herself from the world.
Some people say she is sad, others say she is wandering.
Xia Qingchen had always felt guilty about this, and had sent people to search for her, but there was no trace of her.
Unexpectedly, when we meet again, she has lost her body, her memory, her past and the past.
There is only a remnant soul hidden in the mortal body.
"Ningshuang! You are too cruel! You won't even let go of a hidden person!" Xia Qingchen clenched her fist secretly.
The Supreme God of Sound has gone far away into the wasteland and does not care about the affairs of the divine world.
Why are you still chasing after me?
The hatred in his heart surged like a storm.
"Who am I?" Otonashi said blankly: "I always feel that I have a previous life."
After all, how can any newborn creature have a name?
"Was I also a bloodthirsty evil ghost in my previous life?" Otonashi raised his head and asked.
She didn't know why, but when Xia Qingchen stroked her head, she felt surprisingly peaceful.
Ever since she woke up, she has been inexplicably irritable and hungry, thinking about devouring creatures and killing all the time, and cannot stop.
Now I feel peaceful and peaceful.
"No." Xia Qingchen looked sad: "You were once a beautiful and quiet immortal god."
Otonashi stroked his pale and gloomy face and said complicatedly: "Really?"
But now, she has become a bloodthirsty demon, causing countless killings.
Countless people have eaten it.
"Thank you for telling me." Otonashi said quietly, his blood-red and ferocious eyes faded and became much softer: "Then...did I ever really love you?"
Xia Qingchen's body trembled slightly.
He only said this in order to deceive the corpse beads. He never thought that his words would actually become a prophecy.
"Yes." After a long silence, Xia Qingchen said sadly.
Otonashi smiled lightly, his originally gloomy face turned strangely sad: "No wonder I am so willing to hand over the Corpse Pearl to you."
No matter how little wisdom the female corpse lacks, her self-protection instinct is not weak at all.
Is she really willing to hand over the Corpse Bead, the source of life, successfully deceived by Xia Qingchen?
No.
It was the nostalgia for Xia Qingchen in her remaining soul that made her willing.
How could she, who was like a wild beast, hand over the Corpse Pearl?
"Can you restore some of my memory?" By Xia Qingchen's side, she was so peaceful that she would think about things other than swallowing.
Xia Qingchen nodded, then shook his head: "Yes, but, no."
The contrast between the situation before and after will make Otonashi unable to accept it.
"I don't want to be confused anymore." Otonashi was a little tired.
Xia Qingchen thought for a long time, sat cross-legged in front of her, and tapped her index finger lightly between her eyebrows.
Even a remnant soul should have memories, just like Xia Qingchen.
She lost her memory, either because she was severely injured or blocked by external forces.
A trace of Xia Qingchen's soul followed his fingers and sank into Otonashi's eyebrows.
A picture of chaos appeared in Xia Qingchen's heart.
The place was filled with fog, darkness and darkness, and cruel scenes of soundless and devouring creatures flashed one after another.
Xia Qingchen walked through the fog and moved forward, finally reaching the end of the fog.
A huge stone door blocks the way.
On the stone door, a picture flashed.
A handsome young man was leaning over to put a seal on Otonashi's forehead.
That was the scene where Xia Qingchen opened the sarcophagus and sealed the female corpse.
It was also the first painting Otonashi saw after waking up.
This is the beginning of her memory in this life.
After the stone gate, there are memories of previous lives.
"Sure enough, it was blocked." Xia Qingchen stared at the stone door, which was a seal formed by the power of the evil god.
All memories of her past life were sealed.
Xia Qingchen couldn't break it, he could only burn this ray of soul to open a thread.
How many past memories you can peek into depends on luck.
He thought silently in his heart, and this trace of soul turned into flames and rushed towards the stone door.
Tsk-
The stone gate was immediately burned into a huge hole.
Through the entrance of the cave, what you can see is a series of extremely clear pictures under the bright light.
That was Otonashi's previous life.
A recent picture came into view.
That was Otonashi's perspective. She was standing in front of a crystal wall.
In the crystal, a jade face with a mark of flames between its eyebrows and a face so beautiful that it would make mortals suffocate was reflected.
The fairy-like purple divine clothes cannot hide her slim figure.
I can't hide the blood on my hands!
When she looked carefully, she realized that the crystal wall reflected the corpses on the ground behind her, as well as the gods who were surrounding her from a distance and did not dare to come forward.
Holding a long blood-stained hook in her hand, she kicked over the wall in front of her, revealing a fairy palace shrouded in fairy clouds and mist.
In front of the Immortal Palace, thousands of gods stood waiting respectfully and quietly.
Among the gods, a lotus throne floats in the air.
Above, a woman in royal robes with a sun and moon crown stands quietly with her hands behind her hands.
Like Otonashi, the other person also has a peerless appearance.
The difference is that the other party is already the God King.
Frost God King!
Ningshuang silently looked down at Otonashi, who came alone. She did not speak, but her spiritual thoughts resounded in all directions: "Isn't it bad to hide in the wilderness? Why come to die alone?"
Ningshuang had already been crowned and had surrendered to the gods, probably many years after killing Xia Qingchen.
At this time, Yin Wucai learned the news and went out to fight to the God's Palace.
"You failed him!" Otonashi's perspective began to blur.
I don’t know if it’s because my memory is blurry or because I’m wet with tears.
Ningshuang was cold and ruthless: "Kill him, I will not regret it, never!"
"I want you to be buried with me!" Otonashi roared, holding a long hook in his hand and charging in.
In the blurred perspective, endless gods are coming like a tide.