who has seen the wind

In the abyss of extreme cold, the flowers and plants are withered, and the thick fog persists all year round.

For some reason, the first thought in Xie Wei's mind was: Xia Ji must not like this place.

Xie Wei stood on the edge of the extremely cold abyss, a rush of cold air poured into his lungs, almost freezing his blood.Xie Wei silently recited Huo Cheng's heart method, her whole body became warmer, and Yu Jian sank into the abyss of extreme cold.

The lower you go, the colder it gets.

In the depths of the extremely cold abyss, there is a cold and dead air, the steep stone walls are faintly shining, and there are subtle sounds in the silent abyss.

Xie Wei wrapped her cloak tightly, and took a closer look at the stone wall, and there was a scene on the stone wall——

A person beat the cold ground in despair, from young to gray-haired, and finally died with tears in his eyes.

This stone wall is a phonic stone, which preserves the scene of that year.

Xie Wei went down quickly, the stone walls glowed one by one, and a human face flashed across each stone wall. Those people all died in the extreme cold abyss.

They cannot be reincarnated after death, and their souls are imprisoned in the phonograph stone.

"Save me! Save me!"

"It's so cold! Help!"

"Let me out!"

Countless souls howled loudly and slapped the stone wall frantically.The extremely cold air severely corroded every inch of the soul. They could neither dissipate nor escape, and they would be tortured here forever.

Suddenly, a bony hand stretched out from the stone wall and grabbed Xie Wei's arm.

Xie Wei was startled, and when he struggled, that hand turned into ashes.

Obviously dying is an extremely painful thing, but Xie Wei seems to have heard the sigh of soul relief.

Xie Wei has not yet reached the bottom, and his body's endurance is almost reaching its limit.

There was a glint of light below.

Xie Wei lowered his head and saw that on the vast and boundless ground, a pitch-black snake that could swallow the sky and the earth writhed in pain. The extremely cold air extinguished the black fireworks, penetrated into the snake's body, and frozen the snake into a huge iceberg.

Xie Wei thought indifferently, snakes belong to fire, and when encountering extremely cold air, pain is inevitable.

Xie Wei didn't intend to see how the singing snake died, and flew up with Yujian.

In the phonograph stone, the singing snake suddenly woke up, and the ice covering its body shattered inch by inch.It climbed up the stone wall, as if following Xie Wei's steps.

Every phonograph stone is shining for the singing snake at this moment.The vigorous figure is scattered among tens of thousands of phonograph stones, returning to the thrilling moment.

Xie Wei was surrounded by the huge figure of the singing snake climbing upwards in all directions, and countless pairs of long and narrow snake eyes seemed to pass through the space, staring closely at Xie Wei.

Those two-way aggressive snake eyes were inexplicably filled with sadness at that moment.

Xie Wei lightly landed on the edge of the extremely cold abyss.

The Snake that followed suddenly let out a painful roar, and fell back heavily.The phonograph stone returned to the darkness at an extremely fast speed, like a falling snake, taking away the light.

When Xie Wei left, he seemed to hear a very soft cry.

"help me……"

At the bottom of the extremely cold abyss, the gigantic Naming Snake turned into a 16-year-old boy in white.

Once Ming Snake's survival consciousness is weak, Xia Ji's consciousness will wake up, and the stronger side will have the control over the body.

The boy never thought that the last side could be so cruel——

To be disembowelled by a loved one.

Abandoned in the abyss by the beloved.

The loved one told him that it was a pity to die, and that life would be better than death.

The teenager curled up into a ball and shivered, and millions of ghosts lay on the phonograph stone and laughed wildly.

On the first day, the teenager lost consciousness.

The next day, the teenager became delirious.

On the third day, the teenager fell into a coma.

On the fourth day, the boy turned into a Naming Snake again.

The singing snake writhed, roared, screamed wildly, tried to rush out again and again, and fell back again and again.

The exhausted Naming Snake turned back into a little boy again.

Going round and round, with repeated trials and tribulations, the pain is too painful to live.

The soul is fused from the fire of the Yanlong Realm, and cracks are created by the extremely cold air.

Ming Snake will die, Xia Ji will die.

At that moment, Jiang Qingye heard a faint call, breaking through layers of karmic barriers in the extremely cold abyss.

Xia Ji's soul has been scattered into thousands of pieces.

Trembling, Jiang Qingye collected the broken remnant souls, but no matter what, he couldn't make up the original seven points, so he pieced together five points.

Jiang Qingye changed his fate against the sky with half of his cultivation base and awakened Xia Ji.

Xia Ji became a three-year-old child, sleeping soundly in Jiang Qingye's arms, Jiang Qingye's green shirt was wet with saliva.

When Jiang Qingye left the abyss of extreme cold with Xia Ji in his arms, the phonic stone continued to utter an excruciating call:

"Brother, help! Help!!"

"Brother, save me!"

"Brother, I'm in pain, help me!!"

"..."

Jiang Qingye saw countless phonic stones, Xia Ji who had been tortured and collapsed holding jade pendants and tremblingly calling for help.

A light snow fell in Jiang Qingye's heart.Pure white, flawless, buried a warm heart.

forget.

Xia Ji forgot that he gave the jade pendant, not Xie Wei.

That jade pendant is Jiang Qingye's psychic jade.

Jiang Qingye did not leave immediately, but stood in the middle of the extremely cold abyss, listening to the hoarse voice calling over and over again.

Perhaps at the last moment of his life, Xia Ji is full of despair, and suddenly realizes who is the straw.Xia Ji finally called out senior brother, and Jiang Qingye came here on the wind, according to his fate, and embraced his wounds all over his body.

Xie Wei wandered aimlessly and arrived at Luoyue Mountain unknowingly.

The mantra of the mountain protection formation has not changed.

A winding path leads to the top of the mountain, and the mountains and plains are full of tiny flowers, swaying in the wind.The steps are so narrow that only one person can climb up the steps.

Xie Wei stepped on the first step, and the wind blew her long hair and clothes.

There is a sweet and soft scent of flowers and herbs in the air.

Xie Wei felt that someone tugged on her sleeve, and looked down, it was a three-year-old child with big black eyes blinking.

The child said in a milky voice, "Second senior brother, can I hide you in my house?"

Xie Wei smiled slightly and stroked the center of his eyebrows.Xie Wei knew that she had fallen into a dream again, and the dream was an illusion.

But illusion is so sad, so beautiful.

Xie Wei took the child's little hand and said, "Okay. Hidden for 100 years."

The two talked and laughed all the way, Xie Wei looked down at the child from time to time, his eyes were full of doting smiles.The child picked flowers all over his hands, and the skirt and cuffs were all dyed with a faint floral fragrance.

Went to the last level.

The child was standing on tiptoe, holding flowers in both hands, a pair of big eyes were shy and timid, and a rose-like smile bloomed on his lips.

"Second Senior Brother, I'll give it to you."

Xie Wei smiled, and reached out to pick it up.

At that moment, a gust of breeze blew away the sweet and soft fragrance of flowers and herbs.

Xie Wei had nothing in his hand, and there was no one in front of him.

The lonely Luoyue Mountain was silent except for the sound of the wind.

Xie Wei's heart was empty, and the cold wind poured into his chest, making his heart feel cold.Xie Wei walked slowly into the Xianchen Pavilion, which was still the same as it was then, except that the vegetation was destroyed in the fight with the singing snake, and there was nothing in front of the door and behind the house.

Except for the locust tree that escaped the disaster, it is growing vigorously.

Xie Wei raised her head, looking at the bright wishful knot, engraved on the jade stone is a hundred years of love.

A hundred years of good marriage means that the husband and wife will always be in harmony.

Until now, Xie Wei still doesn't know who the girl in Xia Ji's heart is.Xia Ji never mentioned it, and Xie Wei never asked about it.Don't dare to ask, can't ask, no matter what the answer is, it is not something you can bear.

Xia Ji can also like others.

But Xie Wei no longer has the strength to love another person.

Xie Wei walked down the mountain slowly, and met a bouncing child again.The child was sitting on Xie Wei's shoulder, babbling and singing, the child suddenly looked back at the locust tree.

When the wind blows, the wishful knot twists several times.

Eventually turned to the other side and stopped.

There are four words engraved on that side: May I and Wei.

May I and Wei have a good relationship for a hundred years.

If I don't exist in this world, it will pray for me for thousands of years.

Life after life, you will never be alone.