The enemy of comprehension is the sword

"That's right, you're right..."

The girl in red standing in the cracks of consciousness, as the final battle ended, she let go of her hands tightly clutching her chest as if she was relieved.

The red pupils trembling uncomfortably stared at the beautiful snow-colored sword dance without moving for a moment.

She sat down softly as if she had lost her strength, and subconsciously stretched out her right hand because of her refusal to go away.

Trembling...cautiously...

Probably, she wanted to catch something very important to her...?

However, in the end, it was just like breaking up water shadows.

"It's a matter of course." The girl sitting in the darkness withdrew her hand numbly, stared at the pale man who couldn't hold anything and smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm like an idiot, me."

It is absolutely impossible for the beauty in reality to be left behind by her who is shrunk in the cracks in the space of consciousness.

This is the truth she has long understood, not to mention, in order to let that person get a good result, it would be bad if she really realized it at this time.

Otherwise, there is no point in pretending to be dead all the time, watching everyone being bullied by Fu Sixian, and not making a move?

Pressing his left hand on his right thigh, Nan Sixian's fiery red eyes dimmed, and he murmured in a low voice with a sense of loss: "Be...be patient...can't...go..."

The lingering light left in the darkness gradually faded, and the time when the snowy swordman's ultimate move fell was slowed down like an old lens.

Her body could clearly feel Fu Sixian's pain, her whole body was covered with unbearable cuts, like Ling Chi, she could not help trembling slightly all over her body.

——Really, I don’t know why that dead ice cube.Murder is something like... but it needs to be fun.

"If it hurts that much, am I going to cry when I am spineless?"

The girl in red with an ugly smile said this lightly, but in fact there were indeed two lines of clear water on Nan Sixian's face.

However, no one knows whether it was really because the pain was too much, or because of some other reason.

The sword move has come to an end, the obscure light in front of him is getting darker and darker, and the vitality is dissipating little by little with the coldness of the cold heart.

Lying sideways in the incomparably dark abyss, tears that could not be stopped gradually merged into a gurgling stream.

Suddenly I want to say something...

Closing her eyes, recalling the past, Nan Sixian moved her lips, but finally closed them, allowing the boundless silence to slowly submerge her.

———If you want to go, you should take everything with you, leaving no trace of nostalgia behind.

——Even if it was a struggle that no one could hear, it was the same.

"... In the next life, don't be friends with me anymore. I don't deserve you to do this."

After waiting for too long for the final darkness to descend, the person who was surrounded by scattered light and dust hugged himself tightly with those hands that turned into nothingness, and the choked up voice finally spread into endless mournful sobs.

I am sorry.

It's all fake, and sure enough, I can't let go of that kind of thing.

In the next life, in the next life, in the next life, please find me again, eternal life, eternal life, unchanged.

At the end of her life, the girl's silent scream resounded through the darkness, but at this moment, the life-threatening sword stopped at her heart and did not move further.

Different from the perfect ending that Nan Sixian had expected, the reality turned out to be that at the moment when the fire of life was suppressed to the slightest extent, the surging force of life rushed in like a sea.

At the same time, the cold tone that made her cry again sounded in the dead silence——

"come out."

Slow and ethereal but with a bit of anger and trembling.

The voice that belonged to that beautiful woman like Xue had a strange sense of disobedience, and the clear expression of emotion caused Nan Sixian, who was secretly preparing to die, to open his eyes in astonishment.

The half-empty body once again condensed into substance.

Don't say you will die.

The powerful force filling her body even made her feel more energetic than ever before.

However, naturally, Fu Sixian did not die at all...

"...Jian, what are you doing?" the frowning reincarnation asked in a low voice, his tone was more cautious and cautious.

Leaving aside the meaning of "coming out", she doesn't believe that this cold woman will show mercy to the mastermind behind the extermination of the genocide. She must have planned a terrible conspiracy if she would take action and rescue her back!

Yes, it must be so.

Raising his head ferociously to meet Ji Xue's gaze, Fu Sixian tried hard to find her intentions from the bottom of her eyes.

Those purple eyes shining like jewels did reveal some kind of emotion, but she was clearly looking at her deeply, but she clearly didn't look at her.

Instead, you are staring at something deeper and more distant!

For some reason, this made her feel very angry, and she couldn't help but blurted out a sentence: "It's like this every time, why do you always refuse to look at me properly!!!"

Whether it's meeting or living together, it's obviously me first, why did it become like this...

No, what was I thinking, no, it's not like that at all.

Suddenly he understood some reasons that he had been ignoring, but the shocking truth made Fu Sixian shake his head vigorously, wanting to deny his chaotic nonsense and thoughts when he opened his mouth.

But unfortunately, she still failed to get this opportunity.

Tired of being loud from someone who shouldn't answer, sullen at the silence of someone who still doesn't respond.

The swordsman Ruxue slightly frowned and clicked his tongue, and brushed his fingers together in a sword shape, sealing off Fu Sixian's power to speak and repeating with emphasis: "I'm talking, come out."

Even the half-dead White Mucrow next to him couldn't help but tremble all over with a sharp and sharp aura, which obviously smacked of threat.

If you don't obey me again, you will definitely end up in a miserable situation...?

Nan Sixian, who knew that his affairs were completely exposed, almost stood up straight in a clever way, and then jumped forward, turning one of the dark red eyes of the displeased girl in red into a Fiery red.

After that, Nan Sixian and Fu Sixian were able to talk again.

"... I, I, I came out!" "Sword! What the hell are you trying to do! Huh???????"

The girl first made a stupid face begging for mercy, then covered her mouth in surprise, and shouted with her eyes wide open in disbelief: "How is it possible?! Isn't this idiot wiped out by the system?!"

In the next second, it turned into an answer that touched his head in embarrassment.

"Hey hey, I thought I was going to die at the time, but I don't know why I didn't seem to be able to die..."

It's also strange to say that even Bailing's system kill can't kill her. Does this guy really have the so-called luck of the protagonist?

No, it shouldn't be, there must be something I haven't considered...

Fu Sixian analyzed all kinds of possibilities with a gloomy face, but suddenly felt that the temperature in the whole space had dropped by dozens of degrees.

"You, why have you been refusing to show up for so long." The cold eyes were like the frost on the edge of a divine sword, and the slow tone was like the scythe of death, "Even...to commit suicide."

"..." Nan Sixian's feigned ease suddenly froze, lowered his eyes, avoiding the sight of too strong emotion, "If it wasn't like that...if it wasn't like that..."

If it weren't for that, how could you possibly be able to move your hand to kill Fu Sixian, who was born with me.

She lingered on the tip of her tongue for a long time but finally failed to say it, and it turned into a subtle sentence: "In short, I'm dead, you have to kill Fu Sixian who killed me... "

In the crevice of consciousness, she got the part of the memory that the reincarnated person had, and knew the ins and outs of all this.

About her true identity, about the past of Fu Sixian and Ji Xue, about the conspiracy surrounding Ji Xue, and about all that Ji Xue has paid so far.

Every ounce of reality is deeply rooted in the girl's heart, and while her love for her grows stronger, she hates herself even more, this disgusting self.

Both Fu Sixian and Nan Sixian deserve to die!

Looking at the beauty's poignant figure bathed in blood, such thoughts lingered in her mind more than once, and she became firm after knowing that Fu Sixian would not give up.

Anyway, when he was reminded by the system task, he was already ready to die for her, and even "died" once.

After that, it was just that he died at that time.

it's not a big deal……?

Continuing the self-deception that even she couldn't lie to, the girl suddenly felt a pair of cold hands caressing her cheeks, gently pulling her head up to meet her tearful eyes.

"You are like this, have you ever thought about how I feel?"

Nan Sixian was slightly taken aback, the woman in front of her usual usual frosty attitude was gone, and her suppressed words could not help breaking slightly.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never believe that the awe-inspiring Ji Xue would show such a weak and helpless appearance.

It's like being a poor little girl.

My heart was suddenly filled with sourness and joy, and all the cunning rhetoric that I had prepared for a long time suddenly sank at the end of the wind and snow.

She couldn't speak for a while, but Ji Xue, who hugged her tightly, continued to cry, "You don't know, so I'll tell you..."

"———If you want to die, Ji Xue will never live alone, what's more, I will kill you with my own hands."

☆, 113. Snow melts and flowers bloom