Chapter 1

The woman was stained with blood, her hair was scattered, stained with leaves and blood, dressed in ragged clothes, and a large piece of her skirt was cut, revealing a large piece of mud-tainted calf. An embroidered shoe has disappeared, and only a pair of socks on her feet that are too dirty to see color... It seems to have just climbed out of the grave. General. Her whole body curled up into a small ball, her face was buried in her knees, and her long hair hung down from both sides, forming a shadow. She shrank under the willow tree like that, motionless, like a statue without breath.

The surrounding area is mottled and horrible, and the empty land in the middle is full of grass. ** The soil color seems to be dark red, like a large pool of blood stains that have just solidified. The surrounding vegetation centered on the blood stains is sparse, and even the marginal area nearly ten feet is yellow, which is corroded by unknown things.

Obviously, we have just experienced a very fierce war.

When Cen Biqing arrived, the first thing he saw was this scene.

He clenched his fist, clenched and loosened, straightened his waist, squeezed his slightly thin lips, looked at the figure under the tree ten feet away, hesitated for a long time, and finally stepped on the red satin soft boots with silver silk, and walked towards the woman under the tree step by step.

The white jade-like palm was gently placed on the shoulder of the woman sitting under the tree. He called: "Susu..." and then he couldn't say anything comforting.

He knows perfectly that she doesn't need any comfort at this time.

The substance on her shoulders clearly came to her mind. The woman shook almost invisibly, her eyelashes buried in her knees trembled slightly, her fingers on her knees were tightened, and her pointed nails slowly pinched into the meat... For a long time, she let go of her hands as if giving up and slowly opened her eyes.

" Su Su," the teenager in red took her thin figure into his arms and whispered gently, "I'm late..."

Sorry, I'm late.

Xiaoqing...?

The dry lips moved, and before making a sound, the cold tears had rolled down their cheeks. They were cold and had no temperature, and could not be stopped more and more. Soon a stream formed, washing the mud on his face more and more mottled.

Monster, can you cry?

Susu cried loudly this time. From the beginning, simple tears slowly turned into crying loudly... and finally became a low roar. The snake woman should have been perfect everywhere, and her enchanting image was once again destroyed by her.

She thought capriciously that she was not a pure monster in the first place, and now she is not a pure person. Since God has arranged her as a wandering identity in the six worlds, she should naturally live as she wants. Why do you care about this useless set of people and demons...

She cried happily, because such a person happened to come when she wanted to cry but didn't know who to cry for... Because she wanted to vent all the unknown depression, fear, anxiety and unwillingness since she traveled...

Su Su thought, this is really good.

When you want to cry, there happens to be a person who can lend her a shoulder... Don't dislike her noise.

And she just wanted to sit here for a while and then go back.

In fact, no one comforts her and no one cares, and she can live well. However, after having the care of others, I felt that it was so uncomfortable to secretly hide in the corner and lick the wound to heal the wound.

She thinks she's done...

She cried for a long time, until she even disliked her cowardice and trouble.

But after crying, I was really relaxed. The burden for a long time seemed to flow out with tears. She nestled in his arms and felt for the first time that she could live so easily.

When she was in tears, she thought in a trance, why did she suddenly feel so wronged and want to cry so peacefully?

...like...the lost child finally found it...fuck~~

Susu leaned against his chest and gradually stopped sobbing, and her dirty face rudely rubbed against the teenager's clean red skirt. She half cried and half laughed and choked, "You, it's good that you know... I almost died. I..." I thought you wouldn't come...

"I won't let them have a chance to bully you again." The teenager rarely didn't care about her disrespect, and his slender arms hugged her tighter.

"...Well," Susu snorted in his arms and sat on the ground and raised the price. "You promised... Don't go back on your word..."

"I don't regret it."

Susu raised a crying cat-like face and persistently asked for assurance, "Is it true what you said?"

This appearance is particularly pitiful... Cen Biqing thought a little distracted, but it was like... the puppy who always ate and drank with good skin beside Xu's house...

The teenager laughed because of his thoughts, squeezed his lips, gently removed the mud from her face with his slender and beautiful fingers, and seriously promised: "Really."

"Aren't you lying to me?"

"I won't lie to you."

"Really don't lie to me?"

"...really."

"Really don't lie to me???"

"...really..."

"Listen to your tone, are you annoyed with me?"

"...no"

"You must be annoying a person with such a bad temper..."

“......”

Susu got up from his arms and put her hands on her chest. "No refutation, you are really annoying me~"

"...Madam, you talk too much." I'm afraid she didn't realize that it would be like this every time she was uneasy? - After all, he came late.

“......”

You can't say something nice~ She's still injured!

Susu bit her lip, rushed back to the teenager's arms for comfort, hugged his thin waist, and buried her whole face in his clothes. For a long time, she suddenly said in a muffled voice, "Xiaoqing... I killed someone."

Cen Biqing patted her on the back to comfort her stiff.

"Just now... I tortured him to death with my own hands... Just like when I treated Wen Jiaorui..."

This is her first murder... She had already done a lot of psychological construction for herself and told herself that in this era of evil, she was either killed or killed. If you don't want to die, you have to learn to resist, take people's lives and change your own way to live.

She doesn't think there is anything wrong with doing this. After all, she didn't kill people for no reason... If people don't offend me, I won't offend them. But if someone has forced her to this point, how can she not let others slaughter?!

She cherishes life more than anything else.

If anyone bullies her, she will definitely get it back ten times.

This monk... is just to blame himself... I can't blame her.

However, when her hands are so deeply and truly stained with blood... When her soul seems to be divided into two halves, half of her reason is above the air and watching indifferently. She is like cutting half of the cold blade of the limbs and taking people's lives...

There is no superfluous compassion, no guilt or regret...

It's just fear.

The body is often much more honest than the heart. Her slightly trembling hand clearly told her that she was not used to such blood.

And as a monster, she should have turned a blind eye... She should have been used to it!

But she is afraid... cowardly...

She trembled slightly with her hand holding Cen Bi's blue sleeves. In such a dead situation, the moment she saw Cen Biqing's original shape, she had the consciousness to devote her life to killing and anti-killing. She has to fight with Xu Xian, the Queen Mother of the West, and Si Ming Xin Jun... and even Cen Biqing.

He and her position are different after all.

One day, you will go astray. It's just a matter of time before we part ways.

She figured out a lot of things. A fragile human being, a wandering lonely soul, facing a completely strange world, facing everything involuntarily, must be strong in order to survive.

dependence on others is never a long-term solution. If you don't have enough strength, how can you imagine that you can live freely?

It's just... she is still not strong enough after all.

"Xiaoqing..." She took a heavy breath and gradually calmed down. She couldn't guess her emotions. "This time, I remember all..."

Not only remembers, but also clearly seems to be done by herself~ However, she knows too well that this is not her at all.

I just can't tell whether it's the real Bai Suzhen... or... demonized her?

"Don't be afraid." The teenager hugged her gently, "It's all over."

" Susu, I'm here."

His slender and powerful arm hugged her tighter and repeated as if muttering, "...I'm here."

"...is it always there?" She was stunned for a moment and obviously didn't expect him to say such a thing. The hand that grabbed his skirt tightened, buried his head lower, and asked in a muffled voice, feeling a little depressed and melancholy. How can anyone stay alone for the rest of his life? Especially...he.

"It's always there." The teenager looked into her eyes and was very serious.

Susu was inexplicably hot in her ears and lowered her eyes and stopped talking.

Is it all the time?

Will you really not leave again?

The sky is getting dark, and there is a little coldness in the forest. Tens of thousands of birds return to their nests, which is even more quiet.

"Xiaoqing," Susu raised her head from his arms, wiped her face, and said calmly, "...Let's go back."

In fact, she really didn't want to go back. She had already guarded against Xu Xian and Xu Jiaorong. After that day, the grudge in her heart was deep. She is about to run out of patience with them. But she really can't help it... The world is helpless, and the demon world... is not much easier.

"Susu," Cen Biqing looked at her and whispered, "Let's go back to Qiantangmen first."

Susu was stunned again, but she didn't expect that he would indulge her so much. Suddenly, her hands around her chest were moved to tears. Xiaoqing, you finally have a little conscience. You know that pity Xiangyu and Yu understand the girl's family. This is very much to my mind!"

Cen Biqingmo. ...Madam, if you go back directly with your ugly appearance, it's hard to guarantee that you won't be swept out by Xu Hanwen."

"..." Please don't say anything~