Zi Huo said, "The young man was not at home that night, so he was spared the massacre that night. However, when he went back the next day and saw his family dying tragically, he went crazy. He picked up his sword and went to the big sect to kill everyone he saw, shouting to find the clan leader.
Revenge. How to cultivate yourself?
No matter how high he was, he still couldn't defeat one against a thousand. After two days of fighting, he was finally seriously injured and fell to the ground under the heavy encirclement and suppression of the monks of the big sect. The saint tried her best to protect each other and severely injured all the monks of the big sect with her own strength.
Take him to escape."
"The boy was seriously injured and fell into a coma. The saint was not much better at that time, but she used her spiritual power to keep him alive. Three days later, the boy woke up, but he did not accept the saint's love. He even angered the saint by annihilating his clan, and almost almost
He killed the saint who was still injured at the time with a sword. The saint bandaged her wounds and continued to play the piano, cook for her, and even went down the mountain to buy wine for her.
A saintly girl, who is loved by thousands of people, is a woman held in the palms of all the immortals and sects. She is willing to do this for him. But after the sainted girl has done so much, the young man just tells her to go away.
!”
Yun Lingyuan originally felt the same and was worried to death. She was worried that the tragic young man Zi Huo was talking about was talking about himself. The more she listened, the more frightened she became. Then she suddenly remembered that Zi Huo was once a guest. His past experiences were clear and impossible.
It was that young man, so he relaxed a little and spoke a little more casually.
"Well, according to me, the worst thing was the clan leader. He broke up other people's families and harmed more than thirty members of the clan. It was simply inhumane! This young man was really miserable. Fortunately, the saint never left him. What happened next? What happened next?
How about that?...Hey, this story seems to have done nothing wrong."
Zi Huan said calmly, "In those days, the boy was unconscious, but he kept using wine to anesthetize himself. After one night of drinking, he got drunk and raped the saint. After making a big mistake, the boy left. When he left, he took
It was torn off the night before she left, a smear on the forehead of the saint."
Yun Lingyuan stared. She never expected that the forehead wiper would appear like this. She hurriedly asked, "What next?"
"Five years later, on the night of the wedding of the saint and her fiancé, the boy raised his sword and killed the patriarch of the big sect and the seven monks who participated in the massacre of the boy's family. He also challenged the saint's fiancé for the right to marry the saint.
.”
Yun Lingyuan was shocked and said, "So, the young man has practiced his skills and came prepared? But why did he go so far?! His hatred should not be directed at the saint!"
I even reported it to someone else's wedding to take revenge.
Nian Qiang | He took someone away without saying a word and walked away! Could it be that the young man still thought that the saint should wait for him for the rest of his life? Five years!! This saint must have finally been freed from his pain
Right? Such a dull soul!!"
Zi Huo let her get excited without saying a word. Yun Lingyuan waited for a long time before he continued, and urged, "What next?"
"The two openly fought over a girl, both of whom were equally skilled. They fought for seven days and seven nights. On the seventh day, the duel was suspended because the saint committed suicide."
Yun Lingyuan shouted, "Look! You forced her to death! How could she be like this? Oh, it's so pitiful. Can you change the ending of this story so that she doesn't die?"
Zi Huo said, "The young man didn't want her to die at that time, so he exchanged his own life for hers. After the saint woke up, she knew that her life was saved by the young man. The past was vivid in her mind again, and she still had something in her hand.
There is an extra forehead smear that he took away that night.
After being refined by the young man, this forehead will change shape according to the heart of the saint. It can turn into a piano to caress and a sword to fight. But the final shape of the forehead is a green leaf, which was picked by the young man from the sacred tree in heaven.
Zhiye, in fact, if the saint was willing to move the boy to the Biling space at that time, with the divine power of the Biling sacred tree, she might not be able to resurrect the boy."
"She didn't do that?"
Zi Huo nodded, "The saint's heart followed her forehead and turned into a sword. She originally intended to use this sword to kill herself, but she didn't know that the sword recognized its owner and would not hurt her. Instead, it was to kill her fiancé who came up to grab the sword.
You will be stabbed to death!"
"Oh my god!" Yun Lingyuan exclaimed, dissatisfied, "The saint accidentally killed her fiancé? What kind of bad story is this? The ending is too bad."
After thinking for a while, he said, "Huh? Zi Huo, are you skipping the plot with your story? If her fiancé still cares about another woman, it's hard to say. But, how do I feel that the saint and her fiancé later
Were they in love? That’s why they got married later, and why the young man was so angry that he broke into the wedding and killed someone for revenge!”
Zi Huo said, "Yes. After the young man left, the saintess joined the war between the Bai family and the monsters. During the war, they cooperated with each other and fought several beautiful battles. The two gradually fell in love. Later, they did become friends.
In love."
Yun Lingyuan sighed for a while, "Then he, they, are really dead?"
Zi Huo said, "The saint used Bi Ling to resurrect her fiancé, but she still chose to go with the boy. Before she died, she said..."
Yun Lingyuan was fascinated by what she heard and urged, "What did you say?"
Zi Huo said, "Don't meet us again in the next life!"
"Uh, are you saying this to your fiancé?" As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately shook his head and rejected it, saying, "No! This is meant for the two of them. It's obvious that these two people are deeply in love with the Saint.
I have been deeply in love, but if she were asked to choose again, I'm afraid she wouldn't know how to choose or let go, so she would rather not meet again, right? Am I right?"
His purple eyes stared at her, as if he was surprised by her interpretation. He nodded after a while and said, "It should be."
"Uh." Yun Lingyuan sighed deeply, "I've heard the story, but whose story is it?"
"..." Zihuo said, "Wipe your forehead." After a pause, he said again, "Biling."
Yun Lingyuan sighed deeply, "Well, this is the story of Bi Ling's first master. I understand, but does it have anything to do with your forehead wiping? After doing this for a long time, you are using other people's stories to deceive you.
What about me?"
"..." Zihuan was speechless.
Yun Lingyuan suddenly stopped making noise and said seriously, "If they have another life, I hope they all meet."
Zi Huo's lips curved slightly, as if smiling, "In the second life, they did meet."
"Huh? Is there really an afterlife?"
There was a smile hidden in Zi Huan's purple eyes. This scene was so rare that Yun Lingyuan was dumbfounded for a moment. "In the second life, the young man was killed in a decisive battle with the saint's fiancé. As a result, the saint planted a demon in her heart, and soon she...
Fell into the hell of reincarnation.”
"Uh-huh, how can you still laugh when it's so miserable?"
Zi Huan's smile was almost imperceptible, but there was clearly a smile in his purple eyes. He said, "The third life..."
"Ah, how come there are so many lives? Okay, you are playing with me!!" Yun Lingyuan raised her hand to resist, but when she raised her hand and slapped it, water splashed all over her face,
Her wrist was suddenly held in someone's hand. This action was too unexpected. She leaned into his arms,
What's terrible is that when she raised her eyes and looked into a pair of purple pupils studded with amethysts, her heart beat like a rabbit running in her chest...