39 They are still entangled

Fifty years passed quickly in a flash, like a white horse. Xiaowei returned to the fox clan and never saw Fusheng all day long. Occasionally, Yan Jun would come to the fox clan once or twice. It was Xiaowei's poison attack in a coma. He came and left without waiting for her to wake up.

It seems that in the past 50 years, everyone has returned to the normal, but only that heart can never stop missing. I thought that the longer it took, the more I would dilute my worries, but who wanted to stay in my heart? The originally vague past became clearer and clearer as if it happened yesterday. She devoted herself to cultivation not to become an immortal, but to forget. But every time I remember so deeply, remember his smile, remember his warmth, remember his lips, remember everything that I always want to forget but can't forget.

In the dark, she always drew his outline in her mind, and tears raged her eyes until she was numb. Only in this way can she stop hurting and think about it. Use a thousand years of love in exchange for eternal death.

At this time, she was no longer a carefree little fox, and the rise and fall of the whole fox clan fell on her. She resolutely stood up the fox clan, and her figure was still so weak but with a tough heart. She never shows vulnerability in front of others, because the person who spoils her is no longer has the right to act coquettish in front of others.

Xiaowei looks up at the sky every day, which has become her only habit except for practicing. It's just that she is used to looking at where he is. Will he also look at the place where she lives like her?

Only when I returned to the place where I first met did I know that I didn't know you. Some injuries and some pains, you would rather carry me alone and protect me completely. I think that the depth of love is not afraid of sadness, but prefer to make the heart become snow.

"Sister, love is too tired and hurtful. Lord Yan Jun, can you help her? This is another deadline. The poison on Xiaowei's body is about to attack again, so he came but only looked at her from afar, just as she looked at the sky from afar.

"Colored sparrow, I can't help her." Yan Jun said sadly that he is no longer who he was in those years. He has a lot of worries in his heart. He can't give Xiaowei happiness, even if he can give him time.

"Why? In those years, my sister was also so obsessed with human beings, but Fusheng adult had been accompanying her to comfort her, and finally chose Fusheng adult. The sparrow said bluntly.

"Yes, I'm not a floating student." Yan Jun remembered that he didn't blame her for her cruelty that day. He only blamed that he didn't know her first thousands of years ago. If he missed it for a lifetime, it would be a lifelong mistake.

"I'm sorry, Lord Yan Jun." The sparrow regretted that her careless words hurt him.

"It doesn't matter." He smiled faintly, and everything looked away. At least he could still look at her now. He was already very satisfied.

Xiaowei suddenly shook his head and shook his body numbly. Yan Junhua appeared beside her side to catch her shaky body and protect her tightly in his arms. The colorful finch in the distance saw them walking away with such a sigh. The familiar movements have been done for more than 50 years. It's just that this time his hand to gather spiritual power was held by her.

"Actually, you don't have to do this for me. Don't you owe me anything?" Xiaowei's eyes were full of death in an instant. If this is not bad, at least I don't have to carry so many past events.

Yan Jun didn't say anything but just pushed her hand away. He still cut the touching blood mouth on his arm, one drop, two drops... all of which sank into her body. Gradually, she woke up and felt a sense of her body. When she opened her eyes, she was the only one left, with the temperature he had left on her body. Why do you treat me like this? I didn't want you to fall into a place like that. I'm a demon, and we won't have any good results."

At the exit of the demon world, he relied on his body next to the trunk and kept shaking his limbs slowly getting cold. This time, it was worse than the previous times. It seemed that the limit had really been lowered. He smiled and his beautiful face hid the reluctance in his heart. As long as he stayed for another 50 years, he would no longer miss it. In an instant, a red light disappeared into the sky.

It's not easy to lose Xiaowei's floating life in the past 50 years. Sitting in the Yaochi, I feel lonely and empty to the moon, and I miss you so much that my heart hurts. Even if he is married, they are dead in name only. He never took the initiative to see her, nor did he want to see her. He only wants to practice carefully and slowly fill every corner of his memories. He doesn't want to forget or forget. There is only that little demon in my heart.

In the eyes of others, he indulges in practice and will be the next generation of wise kings. Only he understands that he doesn't see it at all. He just wants to have a person forever, even if he trades everything for him, but he can't bet on her life. He was afraid that he would not even have a chance to peek at her in the sky after losing her. He was afraid that the world would suddenly never see her again. Would he suffer more than death at that time?

"Your Excellency, Lady Jinxi has been waiting outside the door for a day. Do you think so?" A servant who is serving him close to him.

"I'm tired, and no one wants to let her go." Fusheng said helplessly. He has said this sentence dozens of times.

"Your Excellency, I have been waiting for several days." The little servant still didn't give up, and he couldn't see it.

"What's wrong with her?" Fusheng was a little soft-hearted for a moment. He didn't admit their relationship, but that person was still his sister after all, wasn't he? What's wrong with her? It's just that the person who made a mistake at the right time became his "unheart" accomplice. She is the most innocent here. If he knew that she would not have felt so much guilt when she calculated them at that time.

"I just want to see you."

"Go down." The floating student waved his hand and the servant retreated.

He opened the door and saw the Bi man staring here in the distance. Xu Jiu's eyes were full of expectation and disappointment, and then he saw the color of hope in his eyes when the closed door opened. She ran to his arms and was as close as they were a long time ago. He muttered softly, "Brother Fusheng." He wrapped it tightly around his waist. His eyes rose with boredom and he wanted to push her away, but when he raised his hand, he felt that his heart was warm and wet, and his hands stopped in the air and could not get down. He is a stone god but so affectionate, but he is only as cruel to the woman he loves, and the pain in his heart reminds him of his cruelty and his ruthlessness.

He pushed Jinxi away, and he couldn't be good to other women anymore, because once he was soft-hearted and kind to others, it would make him remember the injury to Xiaowei, which would make him more painful.

"You go, don't come to see me." After saying that, he turned around and left without nostalgia, and his eyes filled with coldness.

"Floating life, we are husband and wife." Ren Jinxi shouted resently behind him, and he strode away without any nostalgia. You will regret it, you will regret it."

He has regretted that he should not have known her, regretted that he should not have loved her without hesitation, regretted that he should not have met her, fell in love with her without hesitation, and hurt her fiercely. If time can be turned back to a thousand years, he will not touch her easily. She will always be his knot.

I would rather taste the eternal suffering for her than suffer a little more heartbreaking. He knelt outside the Nuwa Palace, and he had not seen his master since the day of his wedding. He doesn't want to see everyone, including his master. He sometimes complained about Nuwa. Obviously, she had to tell him that those cruel facts made him a heartless person and had to hurt her so deeply. He secretly saw in the sky that Xiaowei was also lonely and missed him. They tortured each other endlessly.

"Floating life, are you willing to see me?" Nuwa came out of the palace and was still so indifferent and calm, but the worry in her eyes was stronger. She is worried about her beloved disciple and the fox demon who can't see through the world.

"The disciple is wrong. You shouldn't have resentment against the master." When Fusheng saw the worry in Nuwa's eyes, his heart suddenly moved. The best teacher in the world had broken his heart for them, but he could not get their understanding.

"I don't blame you for being a teacher. Get up." Nuwa looked at him with pity. After only 50 years of absence, he felt even more melancholy and silent.

"The disciple came today to ask the master for something." Fusheng still knelt on the ground and didn't get up, as if he would not get up until she agreed.

"Say it." Nuwa didn't let him stand up anymore.

"The disciple asked the master to make Xiaowei forget all his memories of me." He spoke in a calm tone, which was well thought out.

"Have you made up your mind? If she forgets it. You have nothing to do with it." Nuwa looked at him sadly. How could he bear such torture alone?

"Disciple, I have thought about asking the master to complete it."

"Okay." Nuwa's hand knot printing a divine light floated through the clouds and shot into the mortal world, and she looked up at the sky for a burst of dizziness. Sealing the memory of her thousand years of life is not to seize it, but to have a predestined person to open her memory again. All the memories about floating life are sealed in her mind.

Fusheng smiled with satisfaction when he saw that she slowly woke up and didn't know what to do, and it was all over. Thank you, Master!" He knelt on the ground again and didn't get up for a long time. Nuwa shook her head and left. Is it all over? In the end, she couldn't bear it, so she didn't seize them and just locked them temporarily.