The next day, after a night of practice, Dugu Sheng opened the door early and looked up at the sky out of habit.
Today's sunshine seems not as warm as in the past. The sun that originally seemed to melt the world at noon seems a bit hazy at this moment.
However, a little less of the usual heat, but more tenderness that I have never seen before...
"The weather is nice!" Dugu Shengru thought.
Stepping out of the outdoor user store, he walked in one direction without eating breakfast. What he wanted to go to was a small forest about twenty or thirty kilometers away from here, which was exactly where Luo Zhentian picked him up.
More than twenty kilometers is not too far for ordinary people, and it is nothing for Dugu Sheng who has already entered the seventh heaven. Even if he goes at full speed, it will only take a few minutes. It is far away.
More than worldly means of transportation.
However, Dugu Sheng didn't use much speed. For him, the small forest really made him curious, but the scenery on the roadside still couldn't be missed.
However, his so-called slowness is shocking in the eyes of ordinary people. Along the way, the speed of progress seems to be slow. Fortunately, this is the edge of Imjin City, and few people pass by, otherwise it will definitely cause a commotion.
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About half an hour later, Dugu Sheng came to a small forest. Recalling what he had seen and heard along the way, he felt that there were many interesting things. Even several times, he felt the urge to stop.
After arriving at this small forest, Dugu Sheng slowed down and walked slowly into the dense forest.
As soon as he stepped into the dense forest, Dugu Sheng felt that his heart had calmed down, and the fluctuations caused by curiosity before had disappeared. It seemed that there was a strange magic power in this forest, which made him calm as soon as he entered.
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Walking slowly on the grass in the forest, enjoying the completely different smell from the underground training ground, he felt very comfortable.
Suddenly, he remembered the smell that he had always been attached to. He had also seen it in the past few days, and it was the fragrance of flowers.
It is now May, which is the time when spring turns to summer. Although there are many trees in the forest, some flowers are in full bloom.
After a while, Dugu Sheng found one. He looked at the flower in front of him carefully. The flower was not very big. On the long green stem, there was a light yellow flower with five white petals growing on it.
Small flowers with stamens.
Dugu Sheng looked at it for a while, as if he wanted to imprint every trace of the flower in his mind. He slowly squatted down and subconsciously brought the tip of his nose forward to smell it, with a satisfied smile on his face.
If those who died at his hands were still alive, they would be frightened to death again after seeing this scene.
Who dares to believe that Thirty-Six, who seems to them to have no mercy at all and is as cold as the god of death, can have such an attitude.
It's a pity that they can't see it.
Therefore, these details of Dugu Sheng are destined to become his own secrets!
There is a tiger in my heart, but I smell the rose.
This is a strange person and a contradictory person.
He calmed down and felt the faint fragrance that made him extremely comfortable. He stretched out his hand, wanting to feel the touch of the flower and the source of this beauty.
Just when his fingertips were about to touch the petals, a thought suddenly appeared. It was the emergence of this thought that made Dugu Sheng's movements freeze instantly, his whole body trembled, and the smile on his face turned into
struggle.
At this moment, with the arrival of this thought, scenes from the past reappeared in my mind like a slideshow.
His hands were stained with too much blood
.In the past eleven years, even Dugu Sheng himself didn’t know how many people he had killed?
His hands represent death and blood! He is full of darkness and sin!
His hand was frozen in the air, and he suddenly couldn't bear to touch this little flower. He was a little worried that the darkness in his body would tarnish this beauty. But he was very eager to feel that beauty. At this moment, he felt extremely entangled in his heart.
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For a long time, Dugu Sheng shook his head, and finally, the hand that was frozen in the air slowly retracted.
At this moment, a breeze passed by, and the leaves were swaying in the wind, as if they were regretting the scene in front of them. The grass was also lowering its head and swaying, making a strange sound when rubbing against each other, as if it understood the situation of the boy in front of him, and was sad.
Weeping, everything is full of sadness...
Only that flower danced freely in the rhythm of the wind, touching Dugu Sheng's fingertips again and again with the swaying of the long and tender flower stems.
Dugu Sheng was stunned. He stared blankly at the little flower that touched his fingertips again and again, feeling the soft petals caressing him again and again. In an instant, he seemed to understand the meaning of his existence.
significance.
At this time, his heart was very simple. He didn't want the flower in front of him to be harmed, and he wanted to protect it. Although it was just a flower, in his heart, the weight of this flower at this moment was far greater than that of anyone else.
important.
The wind has stopped. The wind in early summer always comes and disappears from time to time.
The flowers stopped swinging, the leaves stopped swaying, and even the grass on the ground straightened up at this moment.
Everything has become exactly the same as before, but Dugu Sheng knows that everything is different. Because he has motivation and a meaning of survival, he is no longer confused and lonely. Although, he is only accompanied by a little flower.
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He sat here quietly, not moving or wanting to move, because here, he could feel that he was not alone, no longer the lonely king who walked out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.
The sun was slowly setting in the west, and Dugu Sheng was lying beside the little flowers, looking through the gaps in the dense forest and seeing the red sun. As the sun slowly set, his heart slowly calmed down, and night gradually fell.
At night, the cold wind blows, and people who have not yet returned home can't help but tighten their clothes.
The weather in early summer is like this. When the sun is scorching in the sky, the scorching temperature seems to melt everything. But when night falls, there are always bursts of chill. Feeling the change in the wind, Dugu Sheng not only frowned.
Slightly worried, he turned to look at the little flower beside him.
It looked a little lonely in the cold wind, shivering with the cold wind. It seemed that if the wind was stronger, all its petals would be blown off. Dugu Sheng was very worried whether the fragile flower could withstand such a situation.
of cold wind.
Gradually, at some point, it began to rain lightly.
People walking on the road hurriedly quickened their pace, still cursing the sudden rain.
Because of the arrival of rain, the rhythm of the whole world seems to speed up.
The wind has become stronger.
Hua'er's waist also bent lower.
The petals that were wetted by the rain also looked more messy in the wind.
Dugu Sheng seemed a little anxious. He didn't care about the rain falling on him. He let the rain wet his cheeks and the skirt of his clothes. At this moment, he only cared about this flower beside him, in the wind and rain.
In the middle, the struggling little flower.
Dugu Sheng didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart at this moment. He still lacked vocabulary. Although he didn't know what to say, he could feel that his heart was very painful at this moment. From the left rib position, there seemed to be something blocking it.
It made him feel very stuffed.
This feeling began to spread from bottom to top, and his chest became very blocked, and it seemed that he could not even breathe smoothly. Gradually, his throat also felt the same, and he felt that he was about to suffocate.
It was very painful and depressing. Dugu Sheng couldn't hold on any longer, and he let out a low roar from his throat.
However, what responded to him was the rain that was getting heavier and heavier. The rain slapped on the little flower, making it unable to stand upright at the moment. At the top of the flower stem, the five petals also fell with the rain, unable to stand up at all.
Tall and curled around the stamens.
Seeing this scene, the unknown emotion filled Dugu Sheng's body even more quickly. His nostrils seemed to be blocked by something, making it difficult to breathe and struggle. Every breath seemed to use up all his strength.
, this is a feeling of sluggishness that cannot be described in words.
Gradually, Dugu Sheng's eyes turned red and bloodshot eyes filled his eyes, but he didn't notice anything. He just kept making heavy breathing sounds. He seemed to have lost his mind, like a wounded beast, breathing heavily.
The rain fell into his red eyes, and then fell down, like rain and tears. No one knew, and no one saw it. Dugu Sheng also didn't know that at this moment, he had almost lost the ability to think.
But his bloodshot eyes were always staring at the little flower that was being destroyed by the wind and rain. No matter the wind and rain hit, his eyes never blinked, he just stared at the flower, as if the whole world was the only thing left.
only.
Suddenly, the rain seemed to become more intense. Suddenly, a petal slipped silently from the edge of the stamen. The rain quickly slapped the fallen petal into the soil, and the white petals and the mud attached to them looked particularly beautiful.
Dazzling.
The incomplete flowers became even more desolate. The remaining four petals looked even more helpless.
Dugu Sheng could no longer look straight at it. At this moment, in his heart, this flower was even more important than the whole world, because it made him no longer lonely. Because of it, it gave him something to yearn for.
Have something to rely on.
Suddenly, Dugu Sheng let out a shrill roar like a wounded beast facing a desperate situation. The surging internal force in his body burst out, and the strength of the Seventh Heaven was undoubtedly revealed. But this aura did not stay at the early stage of the Seventh Heaven, but quickly reached
After reaching the middle stage of the seventh heaven, it did not stay long and climbed upward again. After a while, it reached the late stage of the seventh heaven.
Finally, the rise of this power stopped, stopping at the late stage of the Seventh Heaven. But at this time, Dugu Sheng did not notice any change in his power.
Carefully condensing his inner strength outside his body, he propped up an area about one meter in diameter. When the rain fell, it all hit the shield he had propped up with his inner strength, and was immediately evaporated, leaving little traces of water vapor.
And the little flower next to Dugu Sheng, with Dugu Sheng's protective shield, finally stood up its long and tender stems again without the rain and wind. Although it lost one petal, it still looked beautiful at this moment.
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The rain has been pouring down, and Dugu Sheng has been insisting, using his internal strength to hold up a big shield. When it was about to dawn, the rain finally stopped. And Dugu Sheng was almost separated at this time, and he was lying on his back.
Lying on the ground next to the little flower, breathing heavily.
Although my body was exhausted, when my eyes fell on the little flowers, my joy was beyond words.
The sky slowly brightened, and Shi Hean's figures appeared in the dense forest.
After looking at Dugu Sheng for a while, I always felt that after this night, this young master seemed to be a little different, but I couldn't tell what was different, so I simply stopped thinking about it. He turned to Dugu Sheng and said
: "Master, there is a new mission coming, do you want to take a look?"