Nightfall Chapter 125: It’s better not to fight, it’s better not to see

She is the most beautiful **** in the world. After listening to the sad news, she did not hesitate to change into plain clothes, riding a white horse into the wasteland, galloping for thousands of miles day and night, her face covered with wind, frost and dust, Not gaunt and unbearable, compared with the past, it can be said to be ugly.

Prince Longqing didn't look back at her face, his gaze shifted from the faint morning light of Dongfangxi to the deep night of the north, smelling the slightly sour smell coming from his nose, his heart was also slightly sour. He knows that his fiancee loves cleanliness the most, and he has sweaty smell in such a cold winter day, and he can imagine how she came along the way.

Because of the sorrow of the heart and the exhaustion of the body, he suddenly became a little tired. He looked down at the ugly wound on his chest and said indifferently: "I once had a dream."

Lu Chenjia didn't know what he was going to say, but just hugged him lightly and pressed against his thin and dusty face.

"During the last few steps of climbing the back hill of the college, I had the deepest dream. In that dream, I was faced with the hardest choice in life. However, I did not think too much time, so I reached out and held it. Dao sword at the waist."

Prince Longqing looked at her hand around her chest, and said in a small voice, "Then I took out the sword and pierced your chest. Even though you looked at me sadly, I still didn't look back. "

A morning breeze hits, and there is no snow and cold, Lu Chenyao's body is slightly stiff, but his arms around him are tightened, because she can hear some emotions that make her feel scared in his indifferent voice .

"In fact, I am also very miserable, but I do not regret it, because I firmly believe that it is the right choice."

Prince Longqing raised his hand with difficulty, pointed at the black hole-like wound between his chest and abdomen and said: "After many years in that strange dream, my chest was also pierced by a wooden sword like In the early years of my dream, I pierced you like I was not dead. A flower grew on my chest, a flower made of gold. That golden flower is so beautiful, it can even be said to be perfect, reflecting the glory of Haotian , Very solemn."

"The golden flower in my chest is a compensation for me for giving up everything to serve Haotian. I am holding a Taoist sword and walking on a bright road with golden flowers in my chest. But what makes me sad, regretful and even angry is that I am dreaming. He paid so much price but still failed to make it to the end. Why is this?"

The eyes of Prince Longqing reflected the brighter and brighter morning light in the east, faintly like a ghost fire, without the slightest emotions that humans should have, only endless despair and incomprehension to God.

"Why is this? Absolute light is absolute darkness? But what I see in my eyes is the sense of Dao Xin is light! Why does Haotian give me such a harsh trial? Does he think that my Dao Xin is still Not firm enough? Why do I have to endure so many setbacks when I have been so perfect since I was a child?"

The luster in his eyes gradually condensed, and they were as dim as the first morning night in the north. After a moment of silence, he smiled nervously, and raised his right hand with difficulty to cover the poor wound that leaked like the lips of a dying old man, and said "Until Ning Que shot an arrow through the chest and abdomen on the snow cliff, there was no golden flower blooming. There was only a blood flower that was terrible and hopeless, and I knew that there was no perfect existence in this world. Pride and glory are just to make a footnote to the final destruction, just as the more beautiful the temple building on Taoshan is, the more sentimental will be when it is overturned."

Lu Chenjia's arms trembled slightly, and she couldn't understand what Long Qing was talking about. It was clear that the words were clear, but the meaning contained in it was so fine and illogical. , It is even fragmented to incomprehensible, I can only feel the despair and self-defeating inside.

Prince Longqing said slowly and lonely: "I know that you treat me sincerely, but neither the present nor the future are qualified to accept your pity, so don't pity, just speak with me."

He slowly opened Lu Chenjia's hands around his neck and said: "Don't worry about my suicide. Although I really don't have any nostalgia for this world, I am desperate, but I will not seek death because Haotian seems to think that the punishment and torture I have received is not enough, and does not want me to die."

Prince Longqing, who was seriously injured, had no power at all. But when his fingers touched the back of Lu Chenjia's hand, Lu Chenjia let go without making any resistance.

Lu Chenjia knelt beside him, watching his side face that was no longer handsome and even looked particularly cold and ugly. There were no tears in his eyes, no sadness, only the deepest part of his heart. Love and pity.

"You just said that there is no perfect thing in the world, so there is nothing that cannot be changed. Whether it is your arrow injury or your future practice, you will definitely be able to return to normal. The master teacher can heal you. , And I can also ask my aunt to find the way to the Xuankong Temple. Those Buddhist great virtues must be able to heal you."

Prince Longqing said: "People will die, and the heart must be clear. I have never been weaker than I am now, but I have never known myself as I am now. When the boundary is broken, the sea of ​​consciousness is destroyed, and I have no more in this life. The hope of practicing, teaching is not good, even the light **** seat in the secluded pavilion is not good, even those of the Buddha who keep silent."

"Don't have any false hopes, no one can change my destiny."

He looked into the distance and didn’t know where, and said quietly, “On Leshi, outside the mountain gate at the back of the academy, the Master should have left me four words. I had forgotten them, but I had Before I died, I remembered inexplicably, those four words are the gentleman indisputable. At that time, I didn't understand the true meaning of these four words, but thought I knew very well, so I felt unwilling and even sneered at them, so I wanted to fight more and more. . Now I want to understand that the master is talking about my character, and a person’s character will determine a person’s fate.

"I have been fighting all my life."

"Although you don't know the true relationship between me and my brother Chongming, I am really fighting with him, and the fight is known to the world. I fight with him for the throne of the world."

"In the Tianyuyuan, I also argued. What I want to fight for is the status of chief disciple, because I am unwilling to love my priest. Once the priest loses power, I will be humiliated and mocked by others. "

"In the Judgment Division, I have to fight even more. If I don't fight for the power of this crazy woman like Dao Chi, how can I be qualified to sit opposite her? Why do I sit on the Fang Moyu God Seat in the future?" /

"I have been successful and won. I thought it was the result of fighting. Now I am in the abyss of despair. I realize that the Master has already seen through everything, and all sins and despair are the result of my own struggle. ."

"It's better not to fight."

Lu Chenjia knelt down beside him weakly, lowered his head and listened to him muttering to himself, the hair floating on his forehead, swaying like lifeless grass in the wasteland, his face pale without a trace of blood .

The prince Longqing laughed foolishly, his pale smile looked extremely desperate, and said: "Do you know? I used to really think that I was the guardian of the light, no matter how many people I kill, how many **** eyes you have My Dao heart is still clean, because I firmly believe that I am implementing Haotian’s will."

"Since I am the guardian of the light, since I am carrying out Haotian's will, I am of course to be a perfect person. Therefore, I pay great attention to appearance and description, dressing and grooming, and speaking carefully, I rarely drink alcohol to prevent Chaos, I am gentle and strict with myself, I pay attention to demeanor and temperament, even if it is to deal with the extremely difficult remnants of the Demon Sect, I have never made a sneak attack. That time I came first after the college, but for the so-called demeanor. , But I waited for Ning Que for a long time, but in the end I waited for the toughest and shameless enemy in my life."

Prince Longqing looked at the faintly bright sky and said: "After being injured, I thought I was going to die, but I didn’t die inexplicably, so I was wondering if Haotian didn’t abandon me, it just pointed to the opposite Give me the road? So I want to try to go into the dark. I don’t want to care about any demeanor. I have accumulated a lot of energy and mustered a lot of courage. I picked up the hunting knife and faced a twelve-year-old wasteland. The little boy cut off his head, but do you know what happened? I didn’t succeed."

"I am willing to give up even the light. I am already shameless. I have already planned to surrender to the dark and go to the side of absolute ease, but why am I still not successful?"

The eyes of Prince Longqing showed great fear, and he murmured: "It turns out that this is not a story of a believer in the Haotian trial, not a story of falling from light to darkness, or pain in those legends. But there is still a story of hope, this is just a story forgotten by Haotian.

"Struggling between light and darkness is indeed painful, and surrendering to darkness is even more painful, but that kind of pain is alive and alive, but what about me now? I just want to surrender to the darkness and I was turned away. Besides, it turns out that I have no right to let Haotian abandon it. I am just a little person who was forgotten by Haotian in the north of the wasteland."

He coughed in pain, his thin body rickets like an old man, as if to be a snowdrift in the wasteland.

Lu Chenjia looked at him obsessively, and suddenly the sad emotions in his eyes gradually receded, and slowly stood up, after shaking a little, stood steady, calmly and firmly said: "I will kill Ning first. Missing."

"Does this make sense?" Prince Longqing stood up hard, turned around and held her haggard but still beautiful cheeks, rubbing dirty fingers slowly on her skin, and said, "This has no meaning."

Lu Chenjia looked at the face close at hand, and realized that this face had become extremely strange. She felt sore in her heart and bit her lower lip gently. She knew that if the despair and heart in Long Qing's heart could not be removed. Mo, there is no way to take him away from this wasteland, but she knows that there is no way to make Long Qing go back to the past.

Prince Longqing has known her for many years, from Moon Wheel Kingdom Palace to Tianyuyuan, and fell in love for many years. He understands the fanaticism of the nymphomaniac and indifferent temperament very well. Seeing her expression, he guessed what she was going to do, and then retreated hard In two steps, I opened the distance between her and her expression was very cold and roared: "Don't try to knock me out!"

"I'm a waste person, but I don't want to say anything like those waste people do not sympathize with me, please stay away from me and other disgusting things! I just want to say a few words to you, can't you? Do these disgusting things like those talented men and beautiful actresses! Don’t you want me to run down like an idiot in pain!"

Prince Longqing has a hoarse voice and roars at her angrily.

Lu Chenjia looked at him pale, with his hands on his chest as if begging, as if he wanted to use this action to ease the pain in his heart, and as if to show that he would not knock him out.

There is dead silence in the cold wasteland.

After a long silence, Prince Longqing suppressed the crazy anger on his face. There is no vitality or hope in that once-perfect face. He spoke with a very slow, indifferent tone and desperate eyes: "Don’t sympathize with me, don’t make me feel that you are sympathizing with me. See you today, it’s better not to see ."

Lu Chenjia didn't say anything, and slowly dropped his hands between his chest.

Long Qing turned around, picked up the broken branch, and continued to walk north.

Lu Chenjia was silent for a moment, then followed him to the north.

Long Qing was injured too badly and walked too slowly. After a long time, but he walked out of tens of feet and fell down three times on the way, the branch flew away, and he no longer had the strength to pick it. When he came back, the wound in his abdomen opened again, and blood began to ooze out of the thin clothes, and it condensed into ice blood beads in the cold wind.

Lu Chenjia has been following him, his face getting paler and paler, but he has not come forward to help him.

The prince Longqing was tired and sat on the hard wasteland, grabbed a handful of snow in his right hand and chewed it for a while, then tried to stand up and continue to the north, but he did not stand still, and fell again heavily. on the ground.

He slammed the ground beside him angrily, but because of his weakness, the remaining snow on the ground did not splash a bit.

Lu Chenjia looked at him silently behind him.

Long Qing knew that she was behind him, and after breathing for a moment, he suddenly yelled: "I have said everything that should be said. You have already seen you when you want to meet again. What are you doing with me? If you follow me again, I will die. Look."

Lu Chenjia's body shook slightly, and then quickly recovered stability. A trace of firmness flashed across the young girl's bright face. Even the most delicate flowers have thorns and stems, and she also has her own limits. She looked at the back of the dog-like man in front, and shouted: "Then you can show me your death!"

Prince Longqing's body stiffened slightly.

Lu Chenjia's face was pale, but she stubbornly refused to cry and shouted: "We have been together for so many years, but you have always refused to let me see you clearly, so why don't you even die? But I really want to see it, so if you want to die, die in front of me. I will collect the body for you, and then return to the Central Plains to remarry."

Long Qing was silent for a moment, and laughed like crazy: "What a crazy woman, no one dares to marry you even if you remarry."

Lu Chenjia shouted: "Remarrying is marrying someone else. You were already dead at that time, so you don't need to worry about it."

Long Qing was silent, and then continued north.

Lu Chenjia stopped talking, and followed him in silence to continue north.

The snow horse followed wearily at the back.

From early morning to sunset, the blizzard recurred on the wasteland.

The cold wind material.

Pian Xue pressed himself.

Still in the same industry.