everyone has a period of sadness

Ben was relieved, just when she looked at the man in front of her and opened her mouth to say something, his eyes suddenly darkened, as if feeling something for a moment, Xiao Wei suddenly turned her head to look at the corpse of the high priest on the ground .

Black air was blowing from the gaping mouth of the chest. Suddenly, there was a "boom", and something burst out of the gap. With this sound, black objects continued to pour out, and the momentum of madness was only mere It took up almost half of the sky in an instant.

Xiao Wei will never forget such a situation until he dies, and the scene where the Floating Life Ten Thousand Years of cultivation base was exhausted, he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Now that the theory of the blood moon no longer exists, the gate of hell is still open. Is it against her?

A soft sigh came from her ear, and a finger stroked between her frowning brows.

"There are too many grievances in his body, and his own obsession is extremely deep. He resonated with many monsters in hell, and he accidentally opened the gate of hell."

She raised her head and looked into the moist eyes in front of her eyes, as if something touched her heart, and something was about to come out.

But she didn't have time to organize her thoughts, she just grabbed his body that was about to fly into the sky. At this moment, she didn't know where the strength came from, grabbed his clothes and pulled him to the ground forcefully, her eyes were suddenly stained The vicissitudes of life, a random method to hold the man in front of him with dark eyes, she stood in front of him and looked at him like this, as if she wanted to engrave this face seriously in her heart.

Finally, she curled her lips and smiled silently, tiptoed slightly, touched the corner of his lips lightly, turned around and flew high into the sky.

The figure actually reveals a kind of determination.

Standing in the air, looking at the black monster in front of her eyes, she opened her mouth slightly, and a red gleam gradually appeared from her mouth. She put her hand under her lips, and slowly sacrificed the fiery ten thousand year old demon spirit, and then held her hands together. Send it to the place where all the monsters gather in the sky.

The moment the fiery demon spirit touched the black mass, it shattered with a "boom", and a sky-high red light opened from her chest.

Standing in the light, all the demons seemed to have a place to belong to and poured into her body crazily until they disappeared. The light beams were slowly retracted in front of her chest, but every inch of her flying hair was white. For a moment, the body began to glow slightly red, and then there seemed to be countless star-like light spots dissipating from the body, before slowly falling to the ground, the body was embraced in an embrace.

Following her falling trend, Fusheng knelt down on one knee, and tightly hugged the person lying in his arms with both hands.

She opened her eyes, and met the pair of bottomless black pupils in front of her, the emotions inside could be called...

Lost your soul...

Pulling out a smile, she reluctantly raised her hand to caress her face that she would never forget for lifetimes, she opened her mouth softly, with some unknown complex emotions.

"You still miss me after all."

Closing her eyes tiredly, she buried her head in his chest, greedily sniffing the cold fragrance she had been familiar with for thousands of years, a little pleased and a little regretful.

"Even...you don't remember..."

Fu Sheng opened his eyes wide in an instant, moved his lips, and didn't say anything, but watched her hands slipping from her eyes, and watched her body in her arms gradually turn into stars all over the sky, but her eye sockets became much moister, and then , with water droplets sliding down the cheeks.

At this moment, how much he hated himself for not thinking of her earlier...

How much I hate myself for not being able to fuse with the heart of stone that has been around for thousands of years.

If not, how could he allow her to control him, and watch the woman he loves vanish into thin air...

There was nothing in his arms, but he maintained the posture of still hugging her, as if she could come back just like this.

She thought he wouldn't remember...

A slightly trembling tone floated in the air, murmuring something in a low voice, and it lasted for a long time.

"But I remember... I remember..."

It's just that it's a bit late.

Tears dripped down, making a "click" sound, and shattered the ground.

The man who was kneeling on the ground and maintaining a hugging posture clenched his hands into fists, dripping blood from between his fingers.

After an unknown amount of time, the man stood up unsteadily, and the moment he raised his eyes, he didn't know where to go.

Her woman used her body as a medium to open the gate of hell, and at the price of her ten thousand-year-old demon origin, she calmed down this innocent disaster, just like punishment for not remembering her.

but……

"You really want to punish me, this... is too cruel..."

He stood there silently for an unknown amount of time, and finally walked towards the direction he came from.

Ice hell.

The wooden steps set off the deep silence in the man's eyes, and at this moment, the back figure under the setting sun revealed an overwhelming sadness.

It seems that there is still the sound of lost soul in the air passing by...

"Too... cruel..."

"Finish"

☆, (continued)

The man sat quietly on the empty rock in the icy hell, his eyes were dark, and the surrounding air seemed to be cold.

He raised his head slightly, fell back and lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and covered his eyes with Yu Xiao's hands that were not held.

For a long time, something seemed to flow out from between the fingers, passed through the corner of the eye, fell into the hairline, and disappeared.

——Look, you disappeared for so many years, but I am still alive.

Sometimes I always think that there are so many memories between them.

She made tea for him, drank with him, and stayed with him for thousands of years.

She danced for him and was hurt for him.

She thought he didn't remember, but he clearly remembered everything between them, clearly.

Not even time can be erased.

It would be great if he didn't remember these things, but even if he could really forget them, how could he be willing to do so.

He would rather remember, eternal life, no matter how painful or sad.

——Look, you left me alone in this world without even leaving my soul to accompany me, but you didn't know until your death that I love you so much.

—I don’t know until I die.

………………

The man leans against the rockery every day, and at such a height he can see the transparent and crystal-clear gate of hell with a single glance.

At the beginning, she used her body as a medium to open the passage of hell, as if she had become the gate of hell. Sometimes, she couldn't help but wonder if she had become the gate connecting hell and the world, and provided him with eternal life. Guard his icy hell, guard him.

He always thinks of it, remembering the last look she had when she turned around and flew to look at him, as if she had lost everything, the deep sadness.

But now, he sits here every day, looking at the thick and motionless door, holding such unknown emotions, wondering if he has been looking at this door all the time, just looking at her, thinking If he hadn't been waiting like this, she would have come back, back to him.

——Look, in this ten-mile ice hell, there are thousands of beautiful people in the three realms of humans, gods and demons. Even if you never come back, I only want you.

— but you...

—I don’t know until I die.

He flew down the rockery, walked to the thick ice crystal door, slowly raised a hand, and touched the cold door lightly with his fingertips. It was so gentle and his eyes were far away, as if he was missing something. Thousands of times, the hand that touched the cold facade was reluctant to leave for a long time.

The ice snake hiding in the dark behind him turned his eyes to look at his master, opened his mouth to sigh softly, and disappeared by himself again.

After a long time, Fusheng lowered his eyes, slowly moved his fingers away, and put them behind his back together with the hand holding Xiao, turned around, walked back to the rockery and sat down, raised his hands and raised his feet for a while, which has never been seen since that day. The loneliness that has dissipated.

In the vast expanse of whiteness, the originally transparent gate of hell suddenly glowed with a hint of crimson.

Floating life...

The silent man instantly raised his slightly drooping eyes, stood up abruptly, and looked around carefully, with strong hope in his eyes.

But in the end nothing was found.

After a long time, he raised his head, let out a long sigh, and sneered mockingly. After a while, the whole person fell into silence again, and left with a sway of his sleeves, his back was lonely.

Behind him, the translucent ice crystal gate once again glowed with a slight crimson light, and it seemed that for a moment, he could vaguely see a fiery gorgeous figure, a slightly pale and gentle face, and fiery hair.

In a flash.