MTL - Legend of the Asura-v10 Chapter 573 This life, the last tear
Today, I actually saw in the book review area that a strong man said that Feng Yao would wake up to see if he would be another man. I rub, this kind of plot you want to come out, it is forcing me to be such a high-quality, high-grade and high-profile person! )
The golden stars floating like fireflies quickly dissipated, such as the illusory broken, taking away the breath of Xuanyuan.
A muffled sound, the wind fell to the ground, eyes looked empty in front of the eyes, hands still maintained before holding her posture, do not want to believe that she really left him.
A quaint epee descended from the sky, and the sound of "锵" was inserted on the ground in front of the wind. At this time, Xuanyuan has lost the golden mans that exudes the momentum of the king, but has become a simple copper color. The lines of the hilt and the blade have become vague, as the first time I saw Xuanyuan. The form of time. However, it was originally because it was completely closed by a full seven seals, but now it is because it has lost all its power.
Tian Xuan, who was evacuated, and the Xuanyuan Sword, which was sealed: Shen Xuan, whose power was completely exhausted, was sealed in Xuanyuan, and could not be repaired in any way. Effect: Attack +1.
One of the top ten artifacts of the ancient times in the East, the Xuanyuan sword with the title of "the strongest power" has been completely turned into a scrap iron.
The wind trembled and stretched out his hands, gently pulled it out of the ground, and started to be cold and heavy, but there was no such thing as the king who wanted to surrender to the sword. His five fingers slowly passed through the sword, slightly as if touching a sleeping baby.
Another drop of tears fell on the Xuanyuan sword that had lost its light.
My nephew is gone... I can't feel her presence anymore, I can't see her fairy shadow anymore, and I can't hear her "wind brother" who seems to never be tired.
He did not know what the tears are, and he did not know when he began to slowly detect his own vulnerability. Yao Yao left, he was grieved, the fragile heart could not face the biting pain, so he escaped, closed his consciousness, and let countless people cry for him. Now, Xuanyuan’s departure, he once again shed tears – he has always been so fragile, once strong, just because no one is pulling the string in his heart.
"I should have thought of it... I should have thought of it, my nephew will give everything for me. If it is so simple to build a lost, she will tell me at the moment Yao Yao leaves, how can I wait until Nowadays……"
As if the soul was out, he lost his voice, and his deep pain and self-blame gnawed his nerves.
The nephew went so far, just to let him change back to him.
At hand, it is the circular array that is condensed into the entity by the power of Xuanyuan. There is a thick layer of golden awns around the circle, so that the wind can't see all of it, only the vulgar can see the four feet. The center of the dynasty, surrounded by the more intense center of Jinmang,
The real loss has a length of more than ten meters, and its path is only half a meter long, because after all, it is only formed by the Xuanyuan, whose capacity is mostly sealed, but despite this, it still has the revival of the female meteorite. The ability of the array can only barely spur the "resurrection" and cause cruel punishment far greater than the normal loss.
The windy eyes are still a bit hollow. He carefully picked up the group of golden awns, and a familiar breath was introduced into the heart from the palm of his hand. His face was even more painful. This is the full power of Xuanyuan. In exchange for the existence, it represents the only hope for the resurrection of Yao.
However, the ecstasy that should have been there has now completely deteriorated.
"Hey... you told me how to pay you back..."
The sound of sorrow went away with the wind, bringing a piece of desolation.
"The Lost Array" was sent to the refining pot by him. It is a physical array formed by the power of Xuanyuan. Unless it is used, it will never dissipate.
The space became depressed, and the flow of air seemed to be dull and tempered, and the wind gradually stopped whistling. As Jin Mang completely dissipated, the white wolves who had seen the excitement also took back their gaze and continued their wandering boredom. The only constant is the man who fell to the ground and the soul seemed to have completely gone.
The departure of the nephew was like inserting a sword in his heart, which made him painful and painful, and reminded him of the confusion in the waking.
Because of myself, in order to wake myself up, my nephew went so far, with attachment and satisfaction, and unlimited regrets and reluctance.
I ruined my nephew... I closed my eyes with pain and pain. She followed herself and accompanied herself, and she kept paying so quietly until she completely formed her habits for her efforts—until she paid All of my own, erased his existence.
Half a year ago, Yao Er left him, his world completely collapsed, so he escaped, closed his consciousness in pain, broke into the Tao of the way in pain, let the soul become dead, to kill and The violent sorrow erases sorrow—yes, he is freed, not only will he not feel the pain again, but enjoy the killing pleasure that belongs only to Shura, but selfishly gives countless sorrows to those who care about him.
During the six months of his sleepiness, the outside world was still spontaneously introduced into his mind through sounds, such as carvings engraved in his mind. At this time, he can clearly recall what he heard during that time. everything of.
Water is soft and human, as the name suggests, has always been a girl who is soft and weak like water. She always cries so much. When she is happy, she will cry in his arms. When she is sad, she will also lie in her arms. He cried in his arms. But in those half years, she rarely cried. I don't know how many times, he heard her desperately suppressing tears and said to him: "Softness must be heard if the sister's words are not crying, because softness will also cook for the young master, bathe the young master, Change clothes, trim your hair, and wait for the young master to wake up quickly..."
Every day, she spends the longest time with him. Often, she is holding scissors, one by one, fixing his long white hair. I am obsessed: "Young master, soft, prefer you to stay long. Hair, then, before the young master wakes up, he has long hair."
Duanmu Yiren, in front of others, she is still so proud and cold, even indifferent, even in the half year, she is as calm as ever, without much emotional fluctuations. But only the wind knows that when the other girls are not there, she always leans her head on his almost cold chest, rubbing his face and gently whispering: "Wake up, okay? I will do more now." The dish, the clothes will be washed, the room will be cleaned up... It will also serve my man very well. You wake up, I want to be your best, most embarrassing, and not jealous little lover?"
She has forgotten that she was a great lady of the Duanmu family, and her heart and body are firmly attached to him - even though he is self-sufficient to give them sadness for Yao.
Yang Xiruo, this originally weak, no matter what he did, completely changed his girl who relied on the extreme, lost his dependence, even said that he was the pillar of her own, she did not fall down, and completely put away her fragile side, temporarily As the owner of the family, he took up the already faltering home with delicate shoulders. Without her, the soft and the Iraqis may have already collapsed. Her ears echoed her countless times of heartbreaking whispers, and only in front of him, she was so vulnerable that she was so unscrupulous.
Baby, she wants to learn, to accompany her mother, but every day, she will take a good car to see him, because for her, nothing in the world can be more important than him. At first, she always cried. Later, she stopped crying. Instead, she held his hand every day and seriously told him about her skill and her progress. She passed her heart with her still young hand. .
Because my mother said that my brother will definitely come back, so I can't cry.
Chen Binger, during the half year, he clearly felt her presence every day. When she was around, she never talked, and only used her cold body to convey her love and desire. Although the body is cold, but the eyes are warm, it can melt any ice. In the past six months, in order to protect the safety of him and several girls, in addition to entering the world of "reincarnation", she rarely left him, and even her own home did not return several times, because she swore that as long as she was there, No longer let him suffer even a trace of damage, she can no longer bear the same blow.
Xiao Yuying, she only saw him once in half a year. At that time, she licked his ear with sharp nails and said evilly: "Sister is not tired for your daily life, but you are everyday. Sleeping here, I will not let you go when you wake up."
In front of him, she is still the Xiaojia witch who everyone fears, but with the introduction of her voice, what is the warm water droplet that is constantly dripping onto his face...
Also, Xiao Tian, who vowed to follow him forever. The death of Yaoer will inevitably cause him to suffer from the pain of the cone. At the same time of suffering, he still has to bear countless pressures. Supporting the Windy City and supporting the foreign affairs of the Longfeng Group – even under tremendous pressure to prepare for the World Fighting Conference, which is related to the future of China, each one is enough to easily crush an ordinary person, but he is so silent. He has never been able to complain with anyone, and he never thought about sharing his burdens with others because he did not dare or have the slightest negligence.
For half a year, each of them put their own bitterness in their hearts and faced each day with the most comfortable side. For a long time, none of them fell down...because they fell, they No one is taking care of him, protecting him, there is no one to bathe him, feed him... and there is no interruption.
In an instant, he burst into tears again.
They are all so strong, only they have chosen to escape, choose to fall down, and wake up after the deaf children have paid their lives.
Who is worthy of yourself?
The heart is getting more and more painful, until the pain is numb, he looks at the ground, suddenly laughs like a crazy man...
Once strong is only a layer of fragile outerwear. After peeling off, it reveals weakness and selfishness. He woke up and laughed at himself with laughter in pain. He finally understood why people always like to make a bleak smile after being greatly stimulated. Because that is the ridicule and epiphany of destiny.
After laughing, he was quietly squatting like a stone sculpture, all over the body, only the white hair danced with the wind, venting a faint sadness.
Sadness can make a person mature quickly, and more mature, what is needed is greater sadness.
I don't know how long it took. He finally lowered his head and slowly stood up. As he got up, a drop of water fell on the ground.
"This is my life... the last tear."
He looked up and looked at the sky, and there was no trace of water on his face. There was no trace of sadness. After the catharsis, he found his way back.
Xuanyuan, who had become bronzed, appeared in his hands. He looked at it silently. The corner of his mouth suddenly showed a warm smile. He said softly, "Hey, wait for me... no matter how difficult, I will bring you back. I said, no one can take you away from me - no one can!"
After enjoying the wind for a while with his eyes closed, he calmly glanced around and left the world of Reincarnation.
The way to leave is still an order-like downline. From beginning to end, he has no time to think of himself as he has actually entered the world of reincarnation.
Serious reminder! ! In the next chapter, and the next chapter, you must look at your eyes and look at it. It is best not to let go of a word. Because of just two chapters, it fills in countless big pits - note that it is a big pit! If you feel that the clouds are inexplicable after reading, then immediately go to the first chapter to revisit the full text. )
Extra! At the beginning of the assembly, the limit is 7,000! Slogan: Shura mighty! )
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