MTL - A World Worth Protecting-Chapter 1451 You are not him
Until the reincarnation of his parents disappeared in his eyes, Wang Baole shook his head and was about to leave.
"It seems... forgot to have a younger sister..." Wang Baole slapped his forehead, his spiritual thoughts spread, and landed on the far side of the city, a three-year-old girl in a scholarly family.
Seeing the girl's real eyes that day, Wang Baole's eyes were soft, and when he raised his right hand, a light spot was sent over.
"My parents, don't bother me, since you are my sister, I will give you extraordinary destiny, so that you can remember your past and protect your parents in the future..."
"In this life...practice well."
Wang Baole took a deep look, then took a long time to look back, and his figure disappeared in place.
When it appeared... it was already outside the Misty City, in the lake island of Misty Daoyuan. As the core of the whole Misty Daoyuan, this lake island was extremely high. Even looking at the entire federation, this place was also a holy place.
In the central area of the island in the lake, there is only one house in a huge area. The house is very simple, surrounded by fences, and it looks full of countryside.
A middle-aged woman, sitting cross-legged in the house, seemed to be practicing...but in the next moment, there seemed to be a feeling in the dark. Her eyes slowly opened and she saw appearing outside the door of her house, smiling at the moment. The figure looking out.
The moment she saw this figure, the woman smiled.
"goodbye?"
Back then, here, peach blossoms were in full bloom...Wang Baole bid farewell to Zhou Xiaoya. Before leaving, Zhou Xiaoya asked Wang Baole to say two words. Those two words meant goodbye.
Because bye, you can meet again.
"See you again, Xiaoya." Wang Baole said softly. This middle-aged woman was... Zhou Xiaoya.
When he arrived here, Wang Baole did not leave. Instead, he built another house next to this house and lived here, but he and Zhou Xiaoya were like friends, respecting each other as guests.
He accompanies Zhou Xiaoya every day. The two watch the sunrise, sunset, wind and clouds, heaven and earth, the changes of sentient beings, and the development of the federation.
The feeling of loneliness seems to be much less due to each other's company, and Zhou Xiaoya's smile is obviously increased, but the years are on her, and it is still gradually passing by.
It's just that a long time passed in the mutual company of the two.
Zhou Xiaoya also no longer looks like a middle-aged person, but with gray hair.
She refused Wang Baole's help. Her cultivation aptitude was average. Although she was good at alchemy, she was at the extreme. She didn't want to rely on other ways to continue her life. It seemed that it didn't make sense to her.
But she did not reject Wang Baole's reincarnation.
Just before closing her eyes, she sat on the rocking chair and looked at Wang Baole, showing distress in the depths of her eyes.
"Bao Le, thank you for your company, this Jiazi, I am very happy, but I can feel that you seem to be unhappy..."
"I never asked you, because I know, you shouldn't tell me... But now, I'm leaving, can you tell me?"
Wang Baole looked at Zhou Xiaoya, was silent for a long time, and spoke softly.
"If I say, I am not the Wang Baole in your memory, I am his clone, the real Wang Baole...has disappeared, do you believe it?"
"I believe it." Zhou Xiaoya was silent for a few breaths before speaking softly.
"Over the years, I can feel that you are him, but not him, but anyway, I still have to thank you for your company."
"I want to thank you..." Wang Baole shook his head.
"You don't understand." Zhou Xiaoya smiled slightly and glanced at Wang Baole deeply.
"You want to pursue his memory, you want to accomplish some regrets on his behalf, these things you have done instinctively, so I want to thank you for coming..." Zhou Xiaoya said softly.
Wang Baole hesitated and walked over.
Zhou Xiaoya raised her hand, gently stroked Wang Baole's hair, and spoke softly.
"Over the years, you have kept your distance from me, but... in my eyes, you are still you, and you are Wang Baole."
"So, I hope you will be happy in the future, promise me..." Zhou Xiaoya's voice became weaker and weaker, until in the end, her hand fell weakly and stroked Wang Baole's cheek, leaving behind the last A trace of residual temperature.
Zhou Xiaoya, reincarnated.
With no regrets, she ended her experience in this life. What awaits her is the opening of the next life. Maybe a few years later, she has cultivated to a certain level in the next life and can recall the past.
When Zhou Xiaoya was sent away silently, Wang Baole sighed softly. On the lake island in this misty daoyuan, a tomb was erected for her, a bouquet of flowers was placed in front of the tomb, and he spoke softly.
"I still have to thank you for your company..."
Wang Baole is gone. In the past sixty years, he has seen many old people and sent away many people, but there is only one person, he did not go to see, but stayed until the end.
That was... Zhao Yameng.
Amidst the snow-white mountains and the drifting snow, there was a woman living in ice and snow. Her name was rumored throughout the entire Federation, the entire solar system, and even the entire stele world.
Because her identity is very special for the Federation, because she is the master of the daoist, because she is the help for the rise of the confederation, and because of... rumors, he is the master of the stele world.
Her name is Zhao Yameng.
Her mother, a former Mars domain master, and later a former president of the Federation, witnessed the true rise of the Federation during her tenure.
Her father, the founder of the development of the federal psychic energy, made a huge contribution to the promotion of psychic energy.
Today, she is one of the spiritual pillars of the entire Federation, the entire solar system, and even the entire stele world. It is watched by countless people and admired by countless people, but... She likes to live alone, and her figure is more often on the snowy mountain. , Looking into the distance.
Until this day, Wang Baole came to the snow mountain and saw the figure standing there.
"You are not him."
This was the first sentence Zhao Yameng said after seeing Wang Baole.
"But I want to know the story after he left...Please, tell me." Zhao Yameng looked at Wang Baole and spoke softly.
Wang Baole looked at the icy woman in front of him and nodded. He sat on the snow-capped mountain and looked at the snowflakes. In every snowflake that fell, scenes of memories appeared.
"This story is a bit long..."
"I have often recalled and sorted out these years. In the end, I feel that this is a story of redemption and sacrifice. I have redeemed myself, sacrificed myself, and fulfilled another myself..."
A few days later, Wang Baole left the snow-capped mountain, did not look back, and never returned.
On the snowy mountain, the figure of the woman became more and more lonely, standing there silently, not knowing what was thinking or waiting, only one muttered, as if echoing in the wind and snow, melted into pieces of snowflakes, and delivered In the world.
"Why, let me meet you in my best years..."
