I Only Want to Farm Chapter 1392: Self-immolation (A Sisi, Just Xiaobai, Li Lisu…

Is this Qin Yu's fault?

Su Wanmo smiled, what to say about that smile, it's a bit complicated, I don't know what emotion it is, "She died very slowly, but it seemed too fast, I didn't even have time to say a few words to her, of course, this It also has something to do with you restraining me...or she herself doesn't want to talk to me."

This kind of thinking, this kind of mentality, Xiao Tingyun actually wants to say no, because Qin Yu is not such a character, but she also thinks that Su Wanmo must understand, understand, but still thinking like this can only show the guilt in her heart with pain.

"But this may be more useful to you."

The demon monk looked at her, as if waiting, but didn't want to wait.

He had a hunch that what she said would have a great effect on him.

Su Wanmo still said it, expressing the judgment she had thought about for a long time.

"If it is said that every life and death is a taboo, and every taboo is life and death, I have to pay the price for this secret when I touch the taboo, Ye Yan is my price, and it is also what I added for the calamity between you One ring, she should know the secret, and finally chose to give up and let me intervene, so as not to expose the secret."

This is the foreshadowing, and the big move comes later.

"For so long just now, I have been thinking, if she is your love catastrophe, and all evil Buddhas have experienced it, then you are my Su Wanmo's, and it is a matter of ethics."

Three points are cryptic, seven points are straightforward.

Shock, this is really a huge shock.

Perhaps looking at three thousand small plane creatures, this is not a big deal, but this matter exists in Su Wanmo, an orthodox chosen one, Su Wanmo who has never gone out of his way in everything.

She is excellent in everything and has no flaws, otherwise she would not be the first to be selected by the Golden House, but her secret love. ． ． The Golden House may not know.

Because the human soul is secret, even the golden house can't spy on it according to the rules, even if it spied it, it never cared.

Because it doesn't understand love.

It can be in heaven and on earth, that is a big secret.

Also an absolute no-no.

No wonder. ． ． ．

Su Wanmo doesn't seem to have the pain and shame of exposing the secret taboo, she is just indifferent.

State a fact indifferently.

Perhaps because of the extreme pain, she has already experienced it during the time of being fixed and imprisoned.

Because she finally understood that Qin Yu chose this path, her pain, her despair, her death.

After all, it has an inseparable relationship with her, Su Wanmo.

It turns out that such a wonderful girl died so tragically before she knew it.

She lowered her head, thinking that her other self must have figured it out later.

" Between people, it doesn't matter whether they are evil Buddhas or ordinary people, noble or humble, since they are all chess pieces, the direction of the chess should affect each other. I influence her, she influences you, and you influence me , In fact, if you reason again, you will also influence her, thinking from another level."

She was talking to herself, but the words she said made people fall into deep thought.

"You are actually a catastrophe that she must overcome."

"Even if she is a mortal."

"When she was a butterfly, she could incite the sea. Now she is a phoenix, so she must be nirvana."

The demon monk heard everything she wanted him to hear, his eyes were deep, unable to express, he just asked deeply: "What do you want to do?"

Su Wanmo smiled, "I didn't do anything, just verify whether we can influence each other, and whether my chess piece has been destroyed."

"It may also be that you feel that you have to pay for your wrong choices."

After she finished speaking, the demon monk's face changed slightly, and he reached out to grab it, but Su Wanmo had already started.

Her body was burning with monstrous black and purple bewitching fireworks.

Incinerate yourself in an instant.

She said that Qin Yu died quickly, but in fact she died even faster without any foreshadowing.

Xiao Tingyun stepped forward, but slowly.

Because even the demon monk is slow.

When he reached out, he caught only a wisp of ashes.

Flying from between the fingers.

There is no brilliance, no sound, and there is solitude.

Women in this world are really vicious when they are vicious.

Yin Ke was about to cry.

People who knew Su Wanmo couldn't bear it, it was too sudden, so suddenly they had to bear the tragic ending of another friend's self-immolation before the pain of Qin Yu's death dissipated.

Xuan Luobai was also stunned, Qiu Ran and the others didn't expect this plot direction at all, and then they all looked at the demon monk.

The demon monk's expression fluctuated, as if gloomy, dull, terrified, remorseful, and pained. ． ．

In the end, he squeezed his palms, holding the strand of ashes tightly, and uttered two words.

"Ink ink."

The girl who accompanied him through the most painful and difficult years is gone.

It's all gone.

Together with the woman who gave her sweets, coaxed him, and led him to catch butterflies.

It's gone together.

The demon monk opened his mouth, trying to make a sound, but he couldn't make any sound. He just knelt and held the ball of ashes.

It's like holding that stinking and rotting corpse back then.

At that time, Su Wanmo was holding on to the tree, feeling weak. She cried but was silent, and he didn't notice it at the time.

Because he is in too much pain, and people who are in too much pain cannot distract themselves from whether others are in pain or not.

It was later discovered that she was gone.

It is also self-immolation.

It has been so long, more than ten thousand years.

But the result seems to be another repetition.

I can't keep it, and I can't keep one of them.

Ten thousand years ago, ten thousand years later, it will be the same.

"Dao, what way."

"There is nothing."

He was sad, but he couldn't cry, and he couldn't shed tears.

The way of the evil Buddha is on him, he is confused, rebellious, and insane.

Yin You, who was watching the show indifferently, asked slowly: "Is this also a game?"

She doesn't care about other people's life or death, since Qin Yu died, she is still the same Yin You from before.

Ga Luo Dizang looked at it with a compassionate expression, and said: "Actually, there is no such thing as a game, everyone has their own way, she has hers, and he has his."

This Buddhist principle is too profound, and even Yin You can't understand it, because she doesn't follow the path of life and death, she takes the path of superpower, and she is the most indifferent to life and death.

So I was taken aback.

She thought of one thing. ． ． ．

Qin Yu didn't seem to show any dissatisfaction or unwillingness to this transaction contract. Perhaps, she had already ended a long time ago. This contract was an accident, so she readily accepted it.

It is also the secret mentioned by the evil ancestor Yuanya.

Xiao Tingyun also remembered one thing.

When she first came to this world, when she met Qin Yu. ． That book, that poem.

She thought she understood ~IndoMTL.com~ but she didn't.

"After being away for many years, I smell the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the back of my hand is covered with warmth."

"The butterfly spreads its wings from the eyes, and the swan goose stops in my heart."

"The sun shines on my shoulders, and at that moment, I feel like a free man."

"Even if I'm in chains and chains, I just came back from hell."

Xiao Tingyun read this paragraph lightly, and everyone, even the gods, heard it.

Gara Dizang looked sideways at her.

Xiao Tingyun: "After she came, she wanted to go."

"I want to know, what happened to her in the underworld?"

This is still the problem.

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