162 Rain · Tears
Yao Ling sat on the highest stone sword on the edge of the sword practice field, and his translucent body was hit by the rain into a transparent and glowing foam. She silently watched the battle between two people and two swords under the gloomy sky.
Under the light of the sword, the rain flashed with strange light, riding the flying tip of the sword, drew lightning-like traces in the underworld. The two dark gray figures danced lightly with the sword, and the ribbons in the wind were like running dark clouds.
Yao Ling just looked silently, looking at the blood splashed out of his shirt and skin that was cut by the tip of the sword from time to time, and the dark vision was not splashed. Their dark, depressing memories that they never want to recall are being awakened by the angry blood...
Umei remembers. Without receiving any instructions from the Shimen and other five sects, she ordered other destroyers to launch a seal together to successfully seal the next day.
Although the souls of other disciples have fallen asleep and no longer have any consciousness, she is awake. She could feel her mutilated body in severe pain and slowly decay; she could hear the endless roar of ghosts and see the illusions that were still fighting floated by in front of her eyes; she could also feel that time was so slow that it was crazy. This is only the first day - when is the end!
She closed her eyes. No, you can't give up like this. Maybe it's not over yet. The head master and the elders will come to save them. Absolutely, they will never leave them alone...
She heard a man's footsteps running towards the center of the boundary. This sound of footsteps is not an illusion, not an illusion, it is--
"Master, here, this is the center of the enchantment, we--"
Is it... Yu Yang? Is he coming? And the leader?
"Well... This huge black ball of light is the center of the enchantment. The souls of thousands of dead men have been integrated with the souls of demons and formed a powerful core. The guardian idea of the main soul will not be broken, and this boundary will never be broken.
Wu Mei listened quietly. She has no body now, and all that's left is the idea of being one with the boundary. She could only listen, but she couldn't shout and tell her brother and master that she was here, waiting for them to save her. It's very painful, very painful.
Tears flowed down involuntarily. From childhood to adult life, no matter how terrible the failure she experienced, she never cried. Only this time, although she won, she won life is worse than death; although she won, she tasted what is the breath of death and what is really suffocating despair; although she won, she always wants to escape from her results.
She has had enough! This is the torture of immortality! No matter what, let the demons get out completely, or even let those companions who sacrifice their souls sacrifice in vain. As long as she can get out of this damn hell, she is willing to do anything!
No...you can't think so. She can't betray the sect, abandon her companions, and let alone let the demons harm the world!
"The main soul? Who is it? It can't be..."
"It's Yuzhen."
"No... it's impossible... As long as the guardian idea of the main soul is not broken... Master said so, as long as Yu Zhen doesn't want to come out, can't we save her? How could she not want to come out? She must have been unable to stand this Shura hell-like scene for a long time!"
Hearing this, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After fighting for so long, it turned out that the person who knew her best was her old enemy.
"I know. But what can I do to save her? Once the boundary collapses, demons that are a hundred times more powerful than us will come out. At that time, there will be another catastrophe between heaven and earth, and the creatures will be destroyed..."
"If that's the case, even if we want to die with demons, we will try our best to resist! Taoist friends of the six sects join hands together. Are you afraid that you can't subdue the demons of a mountain?
"Even so, in the war between humans and demons, the fire of war is bound to spread to the world... If there is a war, you can't protect what you want to protect. It's better to seal the demon here, wait for the right time to completely eliminate it, and minimize the sacrifice of the right path to the minimum..."
"Reducing the sacrifice of the right path to a minimum? What does Master mean by these words? Does it mean that it is enough to sacrifice one thousand people? Sacrifice them in vain, and the rest of the people will do nothing, okay?"
"Yuyang - presumptuous."
"Master! Such a stopgap measure will not last long for peace, and the demon will only make it worse to deal with us! It's better to start a war directly than to break the jade than to complete the tiles!"
"Bang."
A loud slap in the face hit Yu Yang's face. Both of them stopped talking. After a long silence, the head man said harshly, "If you still have me as the head master in your eyes, go back with me and don't think about it!"
Hearing this, Wumei has understood everything. No wonder Yu Shuning stabbed Yu and raised a sword at the beginning and refused to let him come to the Dead Mountain. Because he could hear the wind from the beginning: this time, the thousand extincts who went to the Dead Mountain to hang demons were just secretly planned by the six sects to seal the demon' soul weapon!
They are just sacrifices, sacrifices, and chess pieces sent to the enemy! From the moment they set foot on the Dead Mountain, they were doomed to fail and die!
Now, Wumei's heart is completely dead.
Totally dead. She always thought that she was the most powerful disciple of her peers and the most important chief disciple of the head, the future hope of the Kunlun School. She was invincible for this. But in the end, she found that she was just the cannon fodder who claimed to be the head of "guarding the world"!
It's ridiculous, ridiculous!
She is no longer crying. She doesn't want to cry for such weak people who have been deceived and exploited, let alone for those sects that use other people's blood at will and trample on human lives!
"Hey, that annoying woman!"
Is it... Yu Yang? Is he calling her? Hasn't he left yet?
"You can not answer, I know you are there, and I know you are still alive! Listen, hold on, don't give up! I will come to save you! Don't forget, only I can kill you in the world, and only I can defeat you!"
She was completely shocked by his words. Even if I can make a sound, I don't know what to say.
Yiyang...
I always know that although we are not friends, we have always been companions on the same battlefield. You used to trust me so much that you entrusted your favorite brother to protect me.
I couldn't protect him. I couldn't keep my promise and came back with him unharmed.
And you still refuse to give up saving me... I...
In the end, she still shed tears for Yuyang. She shed tears for her opponent and for the person she hates and hopes for.
In the next 90 years, the glory of the immortals and the prestige of the chief disciple have been forgotten. She also forgot those praises and hatreds from different people's different starting points.
The only thing I don't forget is the annoying old enemy's words:
"Hold on, don't give up! I will come to save you! Don't forget, only I can kill you in the world, and only I can defeat you!"
She is willing to wait for this sentence, even if it is a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years, she will definitely wait. She no longer believes that she has been deceived, but if it is that man, she is willing to believe and wait.
Ninety years have passed. He didn't come, he didn't come.
She seemed to be sleeping and heard a lot of people calling her name.
"Captain!"
"Captain!"
"Captain..."
Who, who is calling... call her, captain...
She slowly opened her eyes. Seeing countless familiar and pale figures, kneeling on one knee with a sword in front of her. The white death suit stained with blood fluttered in the whimpering wind, just like the battle of suppressing demons that made people unable to tell whether they were alive or dead.
is the souls of 999 dead, kneeling in front of her.
"You, how can you..."
Is it an illusion again? Haven't their souls been united with demons for a long time? Why, now that I see them, I really want to cry. I really want to kneel down and beg them to forgive me. I'm sorry, as a captain, I can't, I can't protect you...
"Captain, our soul power is not as strong as yours. If we appear like this, we can't support it for too long. It has always been the captain who ordered us to fight in blood. This time, please ask the captain to listen to us once, okay?
Wumei's tears swirling in her eyes. She nodded with tears in her eyes.
"Although our soul has been mixed with demons, we have felt the captain's pain, struggle and guilt for 90 years... The captain has been regretting and has issued the order to form a seal boundary at the last moment. But at that time, we had no choice, either to be gnawed away by demons, or to die with demons... We have also resented the captain. Instead of suffering the pain of immortality here, it is better to die completely, and even the soul is not left...
"However, ninety years have passed since that nightmare. In the past 90 years, although we have suffered a lot of pain, the captain has suffered thousands of times more than the combined pain of us... Because most of the time, we are unconscious, but the chaos reminds us of the past and feels as if we still exist...
"It has been 90 years. Captain. In this long nightmare, we have figured out everything. It's you who have saved our last spirit as soldiers, whether it's death or sacrifice! It's you who share joys and sorrows with us. You have the ability to get out of the boundary by yourself, but you have never done that. Stay here and accompany us to suffer..."
"No, please don't say it again." Wumei was already choked, "I, I'm not as bad as you said... It's all my fault, it's all my fault!" I hurt everyone, I hurt everyone..."
Looking at these extremely nostalgic faces, Wumei finally cried bitterly and sobbed. They continued, "Before, the captain told us that we can fight side by side, even if it is only a short time, we are always comrades-in-arms. I will never abandon each other."
"Captain, thank you for accompanying us through these 90 years. You have guarded what you should guard. They stood up and raised their swords in their hands one after another. "You have something you think is worth protecting, and we also have it!"
"No, what are you going to do, no!"
"Our soul is already turbid. We can't be reincarns anymore, but the captain still has a chance." The 999 souls of the dead waved the long sword in their hands and shouted, "Let's destroy the enchantment from the inside and give you rebirth!"