The veterinary sister paper of Fengshen

Its daybreak.

A little bit of golden light appeared in the cloudy sky, and when she looked up, it was the warm sun that hadn't appeared for a long time, shining on Ning Xiang, but she somehow felt that her body was leaving a bone-chilling chill.

The bright red blood slowly flowing from her heart took away all the warmth in her body, and the blood-drinking sharp arrow shone with a strange red light, but the two of them had no time to pay attention.

Due to excessive blood loss, the man in front of Ningxiang who has endured the baptism of war and became more and more proud had a layer of light yellow in her eyes. She tried to open her eyes to see the handsome man in front of her again, but she lost it together with the temperature. What's more, there is Ningxiang's life.

Her eyes were clouded, and Ning Xiang knew that she had to say some words that had been buried in her heart for a long time. She was afraid that he would not know her deep love for him, and she was afraid that she would leave this world that was still attached to him with regret.

The hands that Ningxiang stretched out weakly were already tightly held in front of the man's chest, and the man still did not give up his efforts that he knew were futile, and he continued to channel mana to the little girl in his arms.Those big hands that could call wind and rain and move mountains and seas could not save the little girl's lost life.

His expression was stiff, but it made people feel that there was great sadness in it, and he hugged the little girl's arms tighter and tighter, as if this could warm the little girl's frighteningly cold body, but At this moment, the omnipotent god can't prevent the fate from happening.

He looked at Ningxiang and smiled weakly and palely, as bright and sweet as ever, but the beautiful rose color could no longer bloom on her delicate face.

Maybe the man's hard work has paid off, she said without looking so hard, obviously this kind of behavior will still make her weak, "I don't want...don't want to see you again... ...died in front of me..." A second word aroused her not-so-good memories.

Time travels back to that day, where dreams begin and end.

In that empty and lonely hall, the man she loved and hated so suddenly fell into her arms.How many times have I seen him in such a state of distress? He used to be a heroic God of War, but after ascending the throne, he is a resolute emperor. In front of her, he is sometimes mature and sometimes domineering.

But now he was lying in her arms so weakly, his handsome face carved of marble was cold and pale.

He passed away suddenly, but she had already cried into tears.

"You said you wanted to accompany me for the rest of your life, but why did you leave me and leave me alone in this world. At that moment, I wanted to go to hell with you, but they stopped me, and you were still so cruel The baby and I were left alone." Ning Xiang looked at the silent memorial tablet left by the man she loved, hated, and forgiven, her eyes were sad, and boundless loneliness spread to the bottom of her heart.

The faint moonlight shines through the window, scattering silver and desolation all over the place, with only a lonely shadow accompanying her.She covered her slightly protruding belly with both hands, turned and left, the creaking door closed the passing smoke.

The bright moon hangs high, and Ningxiang puts aside her sad past. At dawn tomorrow, she will be the strong and brave Princess of Fuguo again, carrying his expectations for her and walking on the road of power paved with his blood. She, the person who blazed through the wind and rain for her is no longer there, and all she can do is to live up to it.

Watching the baby that belonged to him and her grow up little by little and become an adult, watching him be crowned as emperor, and the young and promising monarch is becoming more and more like him. Looking at the baby, she often mistook the baby for he.

The young king, who handled political affairs with ease, left all the ministers and ran to her bedside when he heard that his mother, Ningxiang, was seriously ill.

At that time, she recognized him as him, and smiled at the young emperor and said, "Have you come to pick me up? I have been waiting so hard for you..."

Even if you are always capricious and out of control, it doesn't matter, because you have always been the soul I love, the one who promises to protect me, loves me and pampers me, the one who will hold hands with me, life and death, But in the end you left me and left first...

You and I have met for a hundred years. Fortunately, you are here. Forgive me for keeping you waiting for so long.

The spark you set off for me that day was so beautiful, it was the most beautiful color in my memory.

"When I die, bury me in the fire. I want to leave this world... and I will be clean. In this way, the me that remains in your heart will still be the most beautiful image... ..”

Ning Xiang grabbed the man's hand, slowly opened her palm, and interlocked his fingers.It would be great if it could really be like the lyrics say, so if we hold hands, we can walk together in the next life.

Forgive me for not being able to grow old with you.

He is a god with profound magic power, but she is just an ordinary mortal woman, he is the brightest star in the sky, and she is just a mortal on the ground staring at the starlight.

She thought with all her heart that she could be with the one she loved.In the cave, in just a few days, even though Ningxiang knew that the last two would die without a problem, the impulse of love made her indulge for a while, she was so enthusiastic, she didn't care about the girl's reserve, and expressed her heart.

What surprised her was that he also had the same feelings for her. She loved her without hesitation, but she was anxious but had expectations. She just held his hand with peace of mind and didn't think about whether she should look back or worry about the unknown. tomorrow.

Maybe she can expect to be with her from life to life, but she forgot that looking for a reincarnated lover is just a fairy tale in a fictional myth.

At the moment when he showed a gentle smile, she thought that even the unknown tomorrow could be faced bravely, there was no wind and rain to avoid, no ups and downs to go through, as long as he was by her side...

What makes her sad is not the unknown tomorrow, but those big hands that seal.The big hand that once gave her so many beautiful memories, but all the tenderness became the last happiness. Somehow, she lost the most precious memory, those warm times that he and she had experienced.

After waking up from the dream, she realized that the infatuated figure she thought would be waiting in front of the Sansheng Stone, by the Wangchuan River, and by the Naihe Bridge was just a vain dream, but she felt that illusory dream was as real as her previous life.

Gradually, she forgot the dream, and her eyes chased the familiar yet unfamiliar him in the academy. The longer she spent together, she also remembered the past bit by bit, the past that was sealed.

She remembered the first heartbeat, the first hug, the first hand, the first interlocking fingers, the first kiss, and remembered that she had loved him unreservedly.

She remembered that the figure that frequently appeared in her dreams had the same face as him, and remembered those pictures that had been hurt, hated, hated, loved, and so on.

After wandering around for so long, it turned out that he was the one who slept with her in the same class, but Ningxiang never dared to approach recklessly again, she was afraid that another confession would usher in just another parting.

As long as he is by her side, Ningxiang guards the truth carefully, she pretends she doesn't know anything, and gets close to him little by little through playful jokes, feeling the tenderness he unintentionally gives.

When I was a classmate, I always practiced calligraphy and polished ink one by one.Often when it was her turn to write, Ning Xiang would always write wrong words carelessly. At that time, his face was full of helplessness, and he would hold her hand, wrapping her white and tender little hand in his big and generous palm, and the little white hand behind her He couldn't see her little satisfaction when she lowered her head.

But when she was rubbing the ink, she was careless, and sometimes she used too much force, she would always get ink accidentally, sometimes it was her white fingers, sometimes it was her soft cheeks.And she always said sorry in embarrassment, and enjoyed him gently wiping away the annoying ink for her with a soft damp cloth.

Those gentle touches are always carefully hidden by her, so that he won't notice the slightest abnormality.She remembered that if she was too close, the dazzling stars would hide, and if she was too far away, the dazzling stars would leave her.So that's it, stay close and not far away.

But all the peace was shattered by the flames of war, he still left without saying goodbye and disappeared into the crowd.Ningxiang searched tirelessly and came to the most dangerous battlefield.Because Ningxiang knew that the person she liked must be in the army.

No one thought that a battle between mortals would turn into a battle between gods and demons in the end, and even Ningxiang also suffered misfortune.She looked at the galloping arrow, and before she could think of anything, she blocked in front of him at the fastest speed. The scene was too much like a dream that made her flustered.

Just like that, she fell into his arms.

"I love you...whether you are the second uncle, Yang Jian, the uncle, or Kong Xuan...I don't care, because any kind of character is you, and I love you That soul..." Gently, Ning Xiang raised her head and left a last cold kiss on the man's bowed face.

"If... there is an afterlife... can we... be together?" Ning Xiang asked her sad lover.But they all know that this is the most beautiful and cruel lie. Ordinary people who have no magic power and don't know how to practice will only lose their souls, lose this life but not the next life.

After all, Ningxiang is a mortal body, able to support the intrusion of the source of evil after being hit by an arrow, and said some words intermittently, and it was also supported by the mana of the two of them, but even those gods with profound mana also fell in this battle between gods and demons Did you win?

It was not easy to finish these confession words, after that, she quietly closed her beautiful almond eyes.

Their squeamish little girl said that she should leave cleanly, and hope that she will always be beautiful in their hearts... It's better to light up a prosperous fireworks for her funeral...

He picked up Ningxiang who was always sleepy and didn't like to wake up, and walked across the battlefield step by step.On the road he walked, beautiful colorful flowers bloomed, and then the number of flowers increased, leaping and spreading, only to realize that the beautiful flowers were burning flames of seven colors.

Flying flowers gradually floated in the sky, brilliant fireworks, ruthlessly burning away the evil that took Ningxiang's life, all disputes, everything turned into dust in the flames.

An exclamation came from the sky, it was the Nirvana of the Phoenix!

The joyful flame seems to burn all the negative emotional existence in the world. Is peace going to return to the world?

The flame is silent, burning tirelessly...

When the phoenix holy flame was burning, Ningxiang, who had long since lost any sign of life, began to emit transparent and colorless light spots, which followed the flames and soaked the entire earth, and the gentle and moist light fell into the land burned by the flames.

It wasn't until all the sources of evil were purified by the phoenix's red flames that the man holding Ningxiang fell to the ground exhausted, and there was a dead silence around him.

He had a calm face, but transparent tears kept falling from his eyes, one drop after another, wetting the person in his arms.

There was a clear phoenix cry, filled with sadness of endless pain.