Against the Gods

The girl stood up from Hua Qingying's chest and wiped the tears from her face with her fingers, very hard, as if to show her determination.

"Aunt, I understand." She wiped the last tear from her cheek very seriously, and she tried hard to hide the sadness in her beautiful eyes: "I will be fine... Just like the wound left by sword practice, it will hurt at first, but... it will always be fine... it will definitely be fine..."

However, although the sword wound was painful, she could still endure it stubbornly at a young age. Why is the wound of the heart and soul, the harder you try to endure it, the more it pierces your heart and marrow.

Hua Qingying seemed to be able to see through her heart: "Cai Li, you don't need to deliberately forget. Yun Che is indeed an extraordinary person. His strangeness has surprised me many times. It's not surprising that you fell in love with him in such a short time."

"And he is worthy of your heart."

She did not deliberately avoid the word "Yun Che" in front of Hua Caili. Instead, she gave him a very high evaluation: "He made you cry and led you into a disaster. I can't blame him at all. And his final choice is the greatest rationality, and it is also a protection for you... He has only a sincere heart for you that can't help but move you."

"I know, I know everything." The mist in Hua Caili's eyes that was not easily dispelled was misty again.

The sword fairy gently patted the girl's trembling shoulders: "You still have the last three months of your training this time. These three months are enough for you to heal yourself. At that time, you will face your marriage with Dian Jiuzhi with a clearer mind and more complete emotions."

"Many years later, you may still have some regrets and sadness, but more of it will be emotion and gratitude. Your life... the life of Qu Wanxin's daughter should have this part."

She had never said so many words to Hua Caili at one time.

She did meet an extremely outstanding man. Looking back, it is not surprising that she fell in love with him to such an extent in such a short time.

If Caili is not the Goddess of Zhetian...

She recalled the "Goddess of Zhetian" who knelt in front of the temple and begged to give up the name of the Son of God...

He failed to do so.

So, the once arrogant and crazy Goddess of Zhetian, who had no respect and no manners, became the gentle and elegant Goddess of Huaxin, like the old pine trees in Jinghu Lake.

She remembered more clearly that when he learned that Hua Caili had awakened her godhood, and it was a perfect godhood that had never appeared in the history of Zhetian Divine Kingdom... his first reaction was not joy and pride, but a trace of sadness that almost overflowed from his eyes.

He had long ago chosen a companion for his daughter... In his eyes, the most outstanding, most suitable, and the best man for his daughter in this world, cut off all her possible "wrong paths".

She was upset.

Ten thousand years had passed, and Hua Fuchen never mentioned Qu Wanxin's name, but she had never forgotten the past, and had never forgiven herself.

Hua Caili nodded gently, remembering her aunt's words one by one in her heart: "Aunt, I will. After all... I have grown up a long time ago."

Fragments...

Can it only be fragments...

Perhaps, it is a great fortune to have such fragments in this life.

Suddenly I understood what they often said about love between men and women, suddenly I felt that the marriage contract that never mattered was so heavy, suddenly I knew that my identity still had so many shackles, suddenly I completely understood the questions asked by my aunt, suddenly...

If I could, I don't want to understand anything.

If I could do it again, I would rather never have seen him...

No...I still want to see him...

From Hua Caili's eyes, I knew how confused her mind was under her calm words. She didn't say anything more. Although the two paragraphs left by Yun Che under the snow curtain expressed the intention of never seeing each other again, it was undoubtedly too strong a shock to the girl's heart.

The rest can be left to time.

After all, they have been together for a short time, their feelings are still shallow, there is no unforgettable, no life and death together, and a few months at most will be enough to completely fade away.

"I will accompany you for the next three days, but, only three days." Hua Qingying said.

"Okay." The girl nodded: "Thank you, aunt."

"Let's go." She took Hua Caili's hand and turned in the opposite direction of Yun Che.

Hua Caili did not take a step immediately, but carefully folded up the belt with the words of light engraved on it.

"Throw it away." Hua Qingying said: "Since you have decided to end the relationship, you should be more determined from the beginning. Just like when he left you, he never hesitated and never looked back."

Hua Caili's movements froze, and she was stunned for a long time before she bent down and gently placed the belt on the ground covered with light snow.

Hua Qingying nodded imperceptibly and walked away slowly with Hua Caili.

But, after taking only a few steps, the girl's hand suddenly broke free.

She rushed to the belt and grabbed it tightly in her hand. Her already snow-white hands were squeezed even paler, as if she wanted to merge it into her flesh and blood.

"..." Hua Qingying looked back and sighed, "This is not a good choice."

The girl, who had always been obedient, did not loosen her fingers at all. She whispered, "My mother has been gone for many years, but Father God still often secretly looks at her portrait, and he looks for several hours."

"You are different." Hua Qingying said, "Your Father God and your mother have experienced life and death together, and have fought against the secular world and destiny together. Their feelings have long been deeply rooted in each other. You and him are just a chance encounter, and you are attracted to each other... The best choice is to break up when it is time."

"It's impossible to completely cut it off." Hua Caili stood up and wrapped the belt around her wrist, feeling the warmth that was there and not there: "He and I will definitely meet again."

"He has a better appearance than all the sons of gods, a cultivation level comparable to that of the God of Destruction, and an elemental power that surpasses that of the Spirit Fairy Granny... How could such a person be unknown in the future?"

"..." Hua Qingying couldn't refute.

"At that time, my fate was already determined. He might have someone else by his side. And the only thing that belongs to me is this piece of belt."

"Just think of it as... the only thought of this 'fragment', okay?"

She looked at her aunt with tears in her eyes, so delicate and pitiful. But inside, she was determined not to give in.

Hua Qingying was silent for a long time, and she was stunned there.

At that moment, her vision was extremely hazy...

...

"Sister Qingying, Fuchen said that you practiced the ruthless swordsmanship and had long lost the seven emotions and six desires... Hahahaha, I don't believe it. The difference between humans and abyssal beasts is that humans have seven emotions and six desires. If you are really ruthless and have no desires, then what is the difference between you and abyssal beasts."

"My understanding of the ruthless swordsmanship should be that you are obsessed with the sword and don't want to share your feelings with other things. Alas, I am different, I am born passionate... In the past, I loved traveling around the world and vowed to spend my whole life on the journey. I have visited every bit of land in the Pure Land and the Mist Sea, and then I met Fuchen. "

"Hmm... Fuchen looked cute, but he was a troublemaker. After leaving him, no matter where I went, even the places I longed for before, I lost interest. I always thought of him, which forced me to transfer my feelings to him and didn't want to go anywhere else."

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"Qingying, I envy you so much. You are heartless and have no thoughts, so you have no worries, no sorrow, and no pain... But I never want to be like you... No matter how difficult and painful it is, I will never regret meeting Fuchen..."

"I am an orphan, he is the son of God... I never think I am unworthy of him..."

"Even if the world mocks me for being crazy and slanders my evil intentions... Even if the God breaks my bones and shatters my soul... As long as he doesn't give up, I will never let go of his hand... Never!"

"Fuchen... Qingying, don't hate him, let alone avenge me... He is... your... Father God after all..."

"Especially... my sister Qingying... You practice the ruthless sword... How can you cry... You are not wrong, you have never... I don't allow you to blame yourself... That is... not your life..."

"I have no regrets... I have you as my beloved and best friend in this life..."

"Aunt? Aunt, what's wrong with you?"

The girl's worried call woke her up from her long-lasting absent-mindedness. Hua Qingying quickly turned her eyes back and said lightly: "Forget it, if you want to stay, it's up to you."

She suddenly began to regret it, and even a little scared.

If…if Hua Caili’s temperament is really like her mother’s…

She immediately shook her head. No, even if so, the relationship between her and Yun Che is far from that level.

Definitely not.

…

…

In another space, Yun Che stood still, concentrating for a long time.

“Why is your heart beating so fast?” Li Suo asked.

“Of course it’s because of nervousness.” Yun Che responded.

Li Suo was silent, and then said: “It seems that what you are going to do next is indeed a big thing.”

“Very big.” Yun Che’s eyes were deep.

“How sure are you?” Li Suo asked.

“Ninety percent.” Yun Che answered very straightforwardly.

Li Suo was speechless for a moment, and after a while he said: “If that’s the case, why are you so nervous.”

“Because the remaining one percent is irreversible.”

He promised Chi Wuyao that he would never risk his life.

But the one who took this shortcut was the sword fairy Hua Qingying, the first person under the gods of the Six Gods Kingdom, a person who could decide his life or death in an instant.

Yun Che clenched his fingers, making a "crackling" sound of bones crossing. He sensed the flow of the surrounding abyss dust, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, as if he had been hidden in the abyss dust.

"It's time to start."

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...

"The core of the first sword of Zhetian is 'intention'. Based on intention, thousands of changes can be derived. The sword moves of the sword of asking the sky, the sword of leveling the sky, and the sword of controlling the sky that you practice can all be integrated into it. After you are proficient in it, you can even forget the sword moves, turn as you like, and change with the battle."

The girl was dancing with a sword, the sword shadow was like a rainbow, and the sword posture was like a dream.

Hua Qingying watched every sword mark of the girl's dance, still a little hesitant and messy, showing the ripples of the sword heart that had not stopped.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Hua Qingying frowned slightly.

The wind in the sea of ​​fog was always gloomy, but just now, it inexplicably made her feel cold for a moment.

She released her consciousness and radiated to the surroundings.

And at this moment, the cold wind suddenly rose.

Hua Caili's sword gesture suddenly stopped, and Hua Qingying also turned her head suddenly, and they both looked at the sky in front of them at the same time.

What surprised them was not the cold wind, but... the rolling black fog in their sight!

Just less than ten miles away, the sky above the fog sea suddenly became particularly dark. Under the dark sky, a large area of ​​black fog was slowly rolling...

No, that was clearly the abyss dust!

The center of the fog sea is the original death abyss. The closer to the original death abyss, the thicker the abyss dust is. Outside of this rule, the abyss dust exists naturally and evenly like air, and only gathers when it is close to the abyss beasts and abyss ghosts.

But the dark fog that was within sight was actually a large amount of dense Abyss Dust.

That concentration was impossible to appear in this area, almost close to the deepest part of the fog sea in Hua Qingying's cognition.

"Aunt, what is that?"

Hua Caili quickly turned to Hua Qingying's side and looked at the strange scene in the distance in amazement.

With her aunt by her side, Hua Caili never had to be afraid of anything, but she did not notice the coldness in her eyes.

The dense Abyss Dust moved while rolling, and it rolled in the direction where they were.

Hua Qingying's consciousness passed through layers of Abyss Dust... But behind the Abyss Dust was even denser Abyss Dust, and even with her powerful consciousness, she could not completely pierce it.

Just as Hua Qingying was about to retract her consciousness, the sky of the fog sea... In the rolling fog, a majestic and low voice came:

"The Fog Emperor patrols the sea, and the mortal spirits retreat!"

Every word was soul-stirring, like the chant of the devil in the abyss.

In an instant, the abyss beasts were silent, the fog sea returned to silence, and the gray sky was about to fall.