let me be quiet

Chapter 104 The Finale

The sun was really dazzling that day, Hua Li didn't know how the remaining half bottle of Wangqing fell into his hands, all he could hear was a few words from him: "It's your turn."

Closing his eyes, Hua Li suddenly recalled the scene of drinking a cup of wine with Cui Ling. The world was still bloody that day, there were still many people, and it was still in a wide place.

However, it was at night, there was only one blood moon in the sky, people were still alive, and they would passively sing blessing songs.

But now, there is more sun in the sky, and people are lying down, only the blood from the spring breeze is mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers, and there is also a waterfall on the side of the square flying down next to the mountain, like the tears of the mountain, which will never end .

Like the cry of the soul, always sobbing.

"I have one condition. If you promise me, I will drink."

Hua Li thought about it for a long time, but still spoke.

"What conditions?"

"Pull me up first."

Qian Yitong put his sword back into its sheath, grabbed his palm, and pulled him up from the ground.

Huali's clothes and black hair were dripping with water, and her eyelashes were still wet, bending over her white face as if she had cried, looking like a watery beauty, but the corners of her mouth were covered with blood.

"Wipe the blood off my face."

Qian Yitong frowned, still rolled up his dry sleeves, and carefully wiped off those blood stains for him.

"All right."

Hua Li smiled slightly, raised her red eyes and looked at him: "Am I beautiful?"

He froze for a moment, stared blankly at him for a long time before answering: "Beautiful."

"The peach blossom debt, can you still take it?"

He was startled again, and replied, "Always carry it."

"You take it out, and you and I will have a cup of wine."

He outlined the corners of his beautiful lips, and his eyes turned into clear rubies.

He believed his evil, and took out the altar of peach blossom debts from his bosom.

He pulled off the bottle cap for him, and clasped his wrists with him in the sun: "Drink the wine in your hand with the king today, and when we meet again in the world, you and I will just be strangers, don't miss each other, don't care about each other, all the past, That's it. Do it!"

He didn't care about his mistakes, touched the wine bottle with him, imitated the appearance of Cui Ling, turned his face away, covered half of his face with wet long sleeves, and brought Wangqing to his lips.

The moment he was about to open his mouth, he poured down the crystal clear liquid in the porcelain bottle along his skirt.

Qian Yitong wouldn't notice it at all from this angle, and his clothes were already soaked, so it didn't matter how wet it was.

Pretending as if nothing had happened, he looked up and saw that the man was looking at him with complicated eyes.

He also pretended not to see it, lifted the empty white porcelain bottle, and poured it upside down against the sun, only one crystal drop fell silently, which was extremely dazzling by the sun, like a tear of farewell.

He spread his five fingers, and the white porcelain bottle followed the drop of tears, slammed, fell to the ground, and shattered.

He was about to shake off his hand and leave, but he grabbed him hard, poured the last half bottle of peach blossom debt with his head up, and also dropped the wine jar.

The hand clasping the wrist was finally released, Hua Li smiled lightly, and a red string of sandalwood beads fell out from the hanging sleeve.

Wu Changsu once said that mortals can't break this concentric lock, you and I are different, as long as you want to break it, you can use a little spiritual power.

It's just that after breaking it forcibly, the other party won't notice it, but you yourself will suffer some bone-piercing pain.

He forcibly held back the pain, walked to the side of Wuchen and Melaleuca, who were watching coldly, and said in a low voice, "Send me to seal."

Wuchen looked at Qian Yitong, who was leaning over to pick up the sandalwood red rope among the pile of corpses, without saying a word, and with the expressionless Qian Layerzi, they held Huali and flew down the mountain.

Among the piles of corpses, the man picked up the rope that was as red as blood. With the volatilization of the water of forgetting love, the memory in his brain gradually faded, as if he had lost someone.

Whose rope is it?

Why do I have the same one on my hand?

Who's that guy I just had a drink with?

Why can't I remember his face?

Do I know him?

That's why he dropped the wine jar?

What did he say?

What what ends here?

Why do I have no images at all?

My head hurts, why are there so many corpses here?

Didn't I want to send Dan to Kunlun?

By the way, Master Ka said that the monster escaped, and that monster killed these people.

What does that monster look like?When I see him, I will kill him.

No matter, go to the master first.

……

We are all travelers walking under the control of fate. We all came to this world with our own missions. In the vast sea of ​​people, we meet, get acquainted, know each other, and even love each other. We all think that if we hold each other's hands, we can meet each other Keep it till the end.

It’s just that we don’t know that this road is wrong from the beginning, we are not saints, we will quarrel because of a little misunderstanding, and we will also dilute the initial passion in the days that gradually become dull.

We began to suspect and mistrust, not because we didn't love anymore, but because we were afraid that this originally wrong relationship would suddenly shatter in these wonderful years.

Then one day I woke up and found that all of this was gone.

It turns into wind, turns into rain, breaks into the fragrance under the peach blossom tree that year, and dissipates in the sky.

No matter how hard you try, you can't get him, and he doesn't belong to you. In the end, you will lose all your body and your heart will be broken. That's it. So far, no one owes anyone.

No one has ever remembered anyone.

The story ends with a curtain call, and he and he draw an end here.

Ten years later, the stars have changed, the world is in chaos, monsters are rampant, monsters are unscrupulous, burning, killing and looting are everywhere, and the people are in dire straits.

In the nothingness of Kunlun, there is a monk with a fluttering beard. He buried all the corpses in Kunlun ten years ago. He failed to find his master and uncle, so he practiced in seclusion in this fairyland where the sun and the moon are together. That is ten years.

On the day he broke through, he watched the sky at night and found that the human world had entered a world of suffering, so he worshiped in front of the graves of many monks in Kunlun, and went to the world with his sword on his back.

The world is in depression, Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, but there is no life in the streets, the shops are all closed, and occasionally one or two passers-by are huddled and hurried on their way with their bags under their arms.

Qian Yitong pulled the passerby who looked like a scholar, and asked politely: "My little brother, why did Los Angeles become so desolate?"

The little brother was a bit shocked when he saw that his hair and beard were immortal, and he said, "You, you are a legendary monk?"

"You don't need to be afraid, little brother. I have practiced in seclusion for ten years and know very little about the affairs of the world. I vaguely remember ten years ago, this Los Angeles city was full of traffic, the people were prosperous and the officials were strong. How could it be like this now?"

The scholar lowered his eyes and sighed: "Hey, no wonder you don't know. Ten years ago, after Prince Yu returned to Luocheng, he took the Tang family and his armored soldiers to Kunlun to find the realm of nothingness. disappeared without a trace."

The scholar sighed again and again, and then continued: "It doesn't matter if Prince Yu disappears, the key is that the grain merchants who send food to Kunlun every day have never found the way to the Kunlun barrier. All the monks also disappeared that night."

"It turned out to be the case later, because there were more and more monsters in the world, and no monks came out to strangle and stop them. They became more and more rampant, and the team was gradually growing. Now Lin, the son of the devil king, has occupied Luo City. What kind of male empress Wu Li, people are afraid that he will sacrifice the blood of the world, and they all run for their lives."

After the scholar finished speaking, he pulled Qian Yitong's hand: "Sir, no matter whether you monks are extinct or not, I think that you are no match for those monsters on your own. I advise you to run away as soon as possible."

"Why is there a blood sacrifice for the empress?" Qian Yitong asked with his brows locked.

"You don't know this. It is said that the male queen is a flower demon, extremely beautiful, and lives by sucking human blood. The son of the devil king tried everything to get him. His favorite thing is the living person's blood." Blood, the son of the Demon King will definitely find a living person to let blood to celebrate in order to please him."

As the scholar was talking, he saw a group of bull-headed and horse-faced human monsters coming out of the corner of the street, carrying axes or knives, and robbing pedestrians who were running away.

The scholar's expression changed, and he shook off Qian Yitong's hand: "...I, I have to run away, see you by fate."

Qian Yitong was so angry that he drew his sword and faced the monsters: "Presumptuous, in broad daylight, how can you let the monsters run amok, look at the sword."

"Hey, what is that? Cultivator? Hahaha..."

A group of demons leaned forward and backward with laughter, but soon they couldn't laugh, because the heads of the bulls in front had been chopped off in a row, and they rolled down to the ground, and the blood splashed on the faces of the horses in the back instantly. .

"Damn, brothers, I have met a master, go back and report to the king!"

The leader in the middle screamed, raised his machete and rushed towards Qian Yitong.

In a life-threatening fight, the leader was of course not Qian Yitong's opponent, and Qian Yitong took him down in two or three strokes, kneeling on the ground and calling for his grandfather to spare his life.

Qian Yitong twisted him: "I want to take me to meet your king with my life."

"Don't kill me. The king is accompanying the queen to enjoy the lanterns in the busy market. I'll take you right away."

The leader begged for mercy and pointed the way.

Qian Yitong frowned even deeper: "Where does the busy market come from in the current situation?"

"Hey, you don't understand this, our queen, she is the best among beautiful men, with high IQ, high EQ, high appearance, and the legendary three highs. Of course, the idea is different from that of us little Luoluo. For viewing lanterns, Your Majesty has attracted a lot of people, even if it is performed, it must be performed in a busy city."

"All right, all right, take me to have a look."

"Eh."

Passing through several desolate streets along the way, the corners in front of it really became noisy, peddlers were yelling for money, and all kinds of lanterns were in various styles, illuminating the whole street like a dream.

In the dimly lit place, Qian Yitong saw a stunning beauty from a distance.

He is gracefully painted, his eyebrows and eyes are like the breeze blowing on the moon, his blue silk hangs down his shoulders, a light-colored hairband is loosely tied, and his gray fingertips are exposed from the sleeves of his gray shirt. He is holding a lantern. Take a closer look.

He was stunned, his heart was beating violently as if it had been hit by thousands of thunderbolts.

Why can this monster mess with my heart?

No, I can't let a monster mess with my heart, I have to kill him.

After thinking about it, he threw away the leader monster, pulled out his sharp sword with a swish, and rushed towards the monster with lightning speed, but saw the monster lightly turned sideways, raised his clear eyes, and drew thin lines at him. laugh.

"...You, you always want my life, why can't you just let me be a monster quietly?"

(The whole book is finished, and I know what will happen next, please wait patiently for the extra episode)