hug that god

"Little brother, I have never been loved before, how to love..."

"You're really free to be yourself."

"Believe in you, father, you can do well."

"Second brother, I won't let you choose, I know you will choose me."

"Shen Yuexiu, I want to sever brotherhood with you, I just ask you to save me."

"I really want to say it, I really want to say it, but now, I can only say goodbye to you..."

"Return the stone to me... there will be no time in the future..."

"You are just a brat, I feel ashamed to care about you, the shame of my life."

"Don't let your subordinates understand for too long..."

"All the members of Shen Me's mansion are heroic, and none of them survived..."

His mind was filled with all kinds of voices, and grief exploded in his mind, raging wildly.

He has never brought happiness to others. On the contrary, others have suffered and sacrificed for their own happiness.

He looked up at the sky, the sky was gloomy, and thin clouds were floating in the sky, as if he was waiting for his death, and then the rain fell to wash his body and mind.

The thin clothes on his body shook slightly, and the cool wind hit his body, hair, and face.

Compared with the cold clothes on his body, the wind was a little warmer. With tears in his eyes, he stretched out his scarred hands and let the wind pass through them.

Shen Yuexiu's eyes were filled with a faint blue sky, her eyes were blurred with tears, her lips parted slightly: "Feng, the world doesn't need me anymore, I work hard, but living is so tiring, I can't take it anymore..."

His trembling hand stretched out towards the dagger, grasping the icy and bone-chilling handle, and picked it up heavily.

His voice was trembling, and he cried towards the dagger, "I'm afraid of pain." The tip of the dagger slowly approached his chest.

His hands were trembling unceasingly, wanting to die but not wanting to die, the tip approached little by little.

Suddenly one hand firmly grasped the dagger, the palm of the hand was crushed, and the blood flowed.

Shen Yuexiu looked up, and the person who came seemed to be Mu Yuncai.

"Cauliflower, let go."

Mu Yuncai held his dagger even tighter, pulling it with all her strength.

Shen Yuexiu was afraid that his hand injury would get worse, so she couldn't help but let go.

Mu Yuncai immediately threw the dagger away, and immediately went to pull his hand to check it with both hands. Shen Yuexiu used her spiritual power to hold his hand first, to heal his injury.

"Yuexiu, I'm sorry, I'm late, I heard about Shen Mo's mansion and the land of Shenluo, you have to be strong."

Mu Yuntai hesitated to speak, didn't know what to say, felt his hands were cold, looked down, and saw that there were still unhealed wounds on the back of his hands and palms.

Shen Yuexiu's eyes were dim, filled with a touch of sadness.

He pursed his lips, suppressing the grief in his heart, his hands were trembling, and there was nowhere to put them, and finally he tightly grasped his thigh, with all five fingers embedded.

He wriggled his lips, tears fell from his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and he could hardly utter a word: "All of them are dead."

"There is also Yuexiu." Mu Yuncai wanted to put her hand on Shen Yuexiu's shoulder, but she retracted it and put it on her chest, and hurriedly said: "And me, I will join Shen Mofu."

Shen Yuexiu looked up at him, her eyes flushed red, she raised her arms to hug him, lay on his shoulders and sobbed.

Mu Brassica had a sore nose, blinked her eyes heavily, put her arms around him, and gently stroked his back, feeling that his clothes were very cold.

"You are resistant to heat and cold, so change your clothes first." He said warmly.

"No clothes." There is no home, no elder brother, no father, no elder sister and younger brother, no more Qianyang, no more Shen Mo's mansion, nothing left, only an empty blood-colored land.

The strong wind blew, the heavy rain blew, only the endless and terrifying cold, and the hoarse auditory hallucinations in the ears, Shen Yuexiu hugged Mu Yuncai tightly, greedy for his temperature, and sobbed.

Mu Rucai just took off her coat and wrapped it around him: "Don't be disgusted."

Shen Yuexiu's cry came from the psychic mirror, and he rushed back from this place of trial without sleep.

He knows that Shen Yuexiu likes to be clean, and keeps washing and changing every day, but the fast running around makes his body smell a little dusty.

The main source of the chill was the thin clothes, the clothes covered outside were useless at all, and Shen Yuexiu didn't want to take off and change, because her body was too ugly, so she endured it, pursed her lips and said, "Why would you dislike me, thank you very much."

"Are you hungry?" Mu Rucai asked softly.

Shen Yuexiu's eyes dimmed, and she murmured: "I don't deserve to eat." He had no appetite at all.

Mu Rucao asked again: "Are you sleepy?"

"Well, I want to sleep, and I will never get up." Shen Yuexiu said with a gloomy look in her eyes.

If you die, you will never get up again.

"Then find an inn and have a good night's sleep." Mu Yuntai said, wrapping her hands casually a few times, helping him up, not wanting him to continue to be negative.

Shen Yuexiu only said that she wanted to walk more, go farther, and didn't want to stay here.

Mu Yun hummed softly, everything followed him except death.

First, I went to a nearby market to buy some clothes that fit well. I didn't buy any food or water. Shen Yuexiu's physique is such that she can go without food for a long time.

Since Mu Rucai also started to practice, she could persevere with her skills.

But Shen Yuexiu didn't eat it, and he also resolutely refused to eat it.

Shen Yuexiu is now in a trance, only thinking about getting away from the sad place, and not thinking about his stomach.

When my mood calmed down a bit, I thought that Mu Brassica's physique was different from my own, and I should eat food and drink water to replenish energy, and I had already gone to the wild.

Mu Rucai only said that her body can go without food or hunger for a month.

He doesn't eat, and he doesn't feel like eating.

Just say that when he wants to eat, eat with him, or let him try his own craft.

The two stopped and walked, walked side by side, and leaned against each other to keep warm and rest, without any other unnecessary movements or other thoughts, just felt that the years were quiet and peaceful, and the mind was peaceful and peaceful.

Mu Yuntai didn't want him to die to prevent him from dying, and wanted to accompany him to die, so Shen Yuexiu didn't want to die.

His kindness to Shen Yuexiu made him feel kind and warm, and Shen Yuexiu felt that the world was beautiful, and death was painful and cold.

Along the way, there are places with bad air and places with good air.

The scenery is beautiful, the roads are full of meaning, and full of vitality. He doesn't get along with people, but he gets along well with them.

Shen Yuexiu's mood improved a lot, she was no longer so miserable and decadent, as if she lost as much grief as she walked.

He began to find his own future path, how to walk, how to live, and he was confused and entangled again, so he simply stopped thinking about it and took one step at a time.

After three days and three nights, both of them were a little tired, but they never got tired of it and kept each other company. They just wanted to find a good place, take a good bath, and have a good night's sleep.

Finally, they stopped near Tianyuan, and the two of them opened two rooms in Yuanlai Inn, and fell into a deep sleep. Shen Yuexiu slept deeply, and slept for a full month.

The guys at the inn are used to it and don't think it's strange. The Tianyuan sect they are close to is a group of people who are trying to cultivate immortality and keep in good health. It is not surprising that they have slept for a year.

After a good night's sleep, Shen Yuexiu became much more energetic and refreshed.

The windows of the room are open, and you can see the green mountains and flying birds in the distance.

Wearing white clothes, he went to the foot of the mountain and sat quietly by himself under the tree, inhaling spiritual energy, smelling the fresh air, listening to the sound of rushing water, and looking at the green mountains and green waters.

On the third floor of the inn, Mu Yuncai opened the window, her eyes were soft, and she looked at Shen Yuexiu who was as quiet as a virgin in the distance, and her eyes never left for a second.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, his eyes gradually darkened a little, and his expression became a little dignified.

He looked at Shen Yuexiu, then slowly closed the window, and walked to the door to open it.