Chapter 13 Chapter Thirteen

Su Youlian looked at him quietly, his eyes changing, sometimes cold, sometimes gentle.Sometimes pure and innocent, sometimes weathered.Sometimes happy, but sometimes indifferent. The reborn body trembled slightly in the wind, extremely fragile. The same is true for her heart, like a clump of broken glass, already scattered in the air, but forcibly gathered together.The newborn pain stripped off all its defenses and made it so soft that even the lightest speck of dust would enter the depths of the heart and bring a piercing pain. Memories, like innumerable threads, were intertwined and writhed in her heart non-stop.Her heart, instead, became an empty shell.

That is countless memories. Like a snow demon, standing barefoot on the icy snow field. Like a sky fox, flying in the beautiful and mysterious forbidden sky peak. It seems that I have suffered all kinds of delays, but I still silently look at the lights in the world. As if sitting alone in a majestic palace, but feeling the desolation of a lover's parting. She loves, is loved, hurts, gets hurt. It is far away from the world of mortals and the cycle of life and death. From a distance of a hug, I looked at that extremely unfamiliar and extremely familiar face. Staring, it was as long as a long delay.

Outside the sky, the beacon flames burned into violent clouds, which violently hit the heaven and earth formation composed of one hundred thousand ghost soldiers. Trapped in the battle is a princess who is destined to be loved, and is quietly waiting for the hero's rescue. A hug away. Su Youlian didn't dare to look at it, because every time she looked at it, it was a deep wound. Every time, the beacon fire appeared and the Nine Spirits Imperial Magic Mirror was revolving in her heart, it would bring about severe pain like rebirth and death. It was her who hurt, but it was another woman who was guarding.

It is always someone else's life and death, someone else's legend, someone else's three lives. She hurt herself so much that she couldn't complete it. She didn't look at it, so she couldn't see the tear that was burnt out in the tight encirclement of the flames. She only remembered that it was this person, the person who loved her the most, at that moment, she murmured "Princess." Then, holding the wings she gave him, he flew to his princess.After that, they will not be separated again. Nothing can stop them, because his heart is already empty, just enough to bear a love.

However, she is not the princess in his attachment. The person lying quietly in the great array of heaven and earth is not her. There was also a big emptiness in her heart.That is the gap after the Nine Spirits Imperial Mirror was shattered. But who will fill the gap? Who will save her? She was abandoned, discarded like garbage in the cold arctic land.Abandoned in the fulfillment of other people's legends.Abandoned when she needed him most. So decisive, so ruthless, let her die without anyone caring. This is the thousand and first betrayal. She had loved him so much. Love him so much.

Shi Xingyu looked at her with a smile, tears drying on the skirt of his clothes. Su Youlian seemed to be a piece of ice, reflecting Lu Li's light. She has nothing left. Shi Xingyu hugged her gently, the distance between them was no longer a hug. "You are my Jiuling'er." Shi Xingyu said softly but firmly.Just a few words, touched the pain, blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto her lips. She suddenly felt that her lips were so dry. Jiu Ling'er. These three words are like clear water, flowing into her long-dried heart.But it quickly turned into a stabbing pain, sinking deep into the depths of her soul, and could no longer be pulled out.

Gently, she raised her hand, hesitated, and touched Shi Xingyu's scarred chest with her fingertips. A familiar force immediately penetrated into her body, bringing her warmth. Those blue eyes are so far away, as if something is about to be remembered, but still can't. Tears immediately wet her eyelashes. Her hands slowly moved up and slid onto Shi Xingyu's neck.Here, she felt the same power.She hugged him tightly and pressed him tightly. "—Do you know me? Who am I?" Yingying smiled, and said the first words after her rebirth. The same question, she had mentioned, at the moment of dying.

This question is so important to her, with the hope of three lives, the last memory before death, and the fragile expectation after rebirth. Last time, the person who kept saying he loved her the most didn't answer. She looked at the man in front of her quietly, her eyes were so confused, it seemed that she hadn't seen him clearly. But she waited earnestly for his answer.Waiting for fate to make up for it, the biggest debt she owed in her last life. She waited, if it was still that cold sentence, she would rather fall back into the purgatory of death immediately. However, this time, the man who was embracing her tenderly did not hesitate at all:

"Jiulinger. You are my Jiulinger." At that moment, everything that was pale collapsed and turned into the same white, but it was snow that was as white as the forbidden peak. Yes, Snow Demon is dead and she has been reborn. She should flap her nine pairs of wings and fly in the sky supported by her arms. Because, there, there is love and affection that only she can enjoy. She has experienced three lives and heard that promise countless times. She smiled, very flatteringly, very charmingly. Laughed until tears fell. It turned out that I was Jiu Ling'er. The beacon fire slammed heavily on the heaven and earth formation.

The crimson battle cloud appeared along with the sharp blade, and collided with the golden battle cloud rising from the heaven and earth formation.The earth-shattering sound of killing and cutting manifested with this blow. In the flames of the sky, countless warriors from the Western Regions faintly appeared, mixed in the banners, gale winds, yellow sand, and horns, rushing down towards the heaven and earth.In the big formation of heaven and earth, the power of wind, thunder, water and fire is strong, and the eight kinds of battle clouds interact with each other to form a huge Tai Chi shape, as if everything in the world can be contained in it.Golden light bubbles are flying, and the Jin Ge soldiers are like descended gods, extremely powerful and agile.

Beacon fire, wind and thunder, stirred together in an instant, fighting and rushing to the dull and fierce drums.Li Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, and it seemed that he had been completely controlled by Fenghuo. The Dingyuan knife brought waves like a sea of ​​blood and bombarded the sky and the earth. Even the Great Formation of Heaven and Earth couldn't help but be suppressed by that ferocious momentum, and the golden battle clouds gradually became chaotic. It is also because 80% of the power of the formation has been extracted by Ye Fashan with secret methods to deal with the Dragon Emperor.Of course, the remaining 20% ​​of the power cannot resist Ding Yuanhou's strong will that penetrates three lives. The prince looked at the beacon in surprise, and forgot to give Jian Bichen and Ye Fashan the order for a while. He screamed, "What is he mad about?" He pointed straight at Li Xuan, his voice was full of anger: "Why is he crazy?" The old ghost of the pharmacist sighed, shook his head slightly, and did not speak. The prince's face suddenly turned fierce: "I will kill you!" He shook his left hand heavily. With a scream, Li Xuan suddenly fell from the air. Nine Heavens Guishi had already taken root in his body, wrapped the cool key, and spread in his meridians.As soon as the crown prince grasped the Void heavily, Li Xuan felt his heart was entangled in colic, and all his strength could not help being suffocated! Li Xuan fell to the ground with a thud, the flames around him scattered, and he passed out. The prince gave a sinister smile, and his five fingers were about to clenched again. The warning voice of the old ghost of the pharmacist suddenly came: "Prince be careful!" The prince's face changed, and he stepped back three feet immediately, his body suddenly stopped. Shi Xingyu finally stood up. But he is no longer the Dragon Emperor who is proud of the world, but more like a wanderer who has trekked for a thousand years. He experienced all the desolation in the world and suffered the cruelest torture in the world. Like the ancient practitioners, he begged for the mercy of God with his persevering asceticism.When the years were wiped out and he experienced unbearable pain, his hands were finally filled with gifts from the gods. At this time, he was covered in pain. Incompleteness, blood stains, and dust all covered his body. His body, which was as proud as a dragon, was now covered in blood. However, there was still a gentle smile on his face, and he gently embraced Su Youlian. He hugged her, stroked her temple with the other hand, and gathered the messy hair blown by the wind.His movements were so light, he was afraid that if he exerted more force, it would hurt her. Su Youlian nestled against his solid chest, as weak as a snow feather.She gently closed her eyes, enjoying the small space he created for her. ——Is this the happiness you have dreamed of for thousands of years?Did the happiness of being loved, protected, and pampered finally come to her by mistake in the name of another woman? She opened her eyes, her newborn gaze was a little confused, passing through Shi Xingyu's flying long hair, lightly brushing over the familiar yet unfamiliar sky, earth, and floating clouds, and finally cast her eyes on the surging world of black clouds again. Seeing Long Wei'er, she felt a little sour in her heart. Cheng Xiang, Long Wei. The reincarnation of three lives cannot erase the favor of fate for her. She is a princess who is destined to be loved. In her previous life, Marquis Dingyuan swung for her in the Western Regions and fought decisively against the yellow sands; in the later life, Xie Yunshi, Jian Bichen... either used the brilliance of the world, or used the power of the moment to persistently shield her from the wind and rain. Of course, there is also Li Xuan. A princess destined to be favored... why, not me? Why is God always so cruel, depriving the common people of happiness, but only focusing on a few people? On the top of Jiangyun Peak, she said to Long Mu, I am not a princess. That sentence hurt Long Mu and himself. Yes, she is not a princess.She is just a snow demon deprived of happiness by fate, living alone in the snow-covered wasteland. For a thousand years, people, demons, and fairies have also come to her snowfield.They coveted her body and her Yuan Dan, cheated and hurt her again and again, and ruthlessly shattered all her dreams. But no one regarded her as a princess. A princess, in the hearts of amorous women in the world, is not a title, not a position of power, but the knight's true love who is willing to kneel under her skirt, and the prince's gentle care in the palm of her hand. She is not a princess, but a little snow demon. But who doesn't want to be a princess?Who wouldn't want to enjoy the rich food and clothing, the power and position of the emperor, the admiration of the people, and the love of the prince in the flowery years? The sky is far away, and the voice of fate seems to sound from an unknown place.Its original brutal majesty showed a trace of kindness for the first time: ——The former Snow Demon is dead, you are Jiu Ling'er. ——In his arms, you can enjoy the love of the strongest in the world, and get the honor that is more noble than all princesses. ——Everything I owed you will be repaid. These, no one can question. Su Youlian's tears couldn't help but fall. Destiny, you have cruelly taken away everything that belongs to me so many times, but this time you handed over a favor that belonged to others to me by mistake. What cruel compensation! Shi Xingyu looked at her quietly, as if feeling the pain in her heart. He raised his hand, wiped away the tears on her face, and said softly: "I will never let you suffer any harm again." "Never again." The cold air radiated from behind him, quickly spreading in the space.His embrace was still so warm, but Sen Han filled the entire Great Demon Kingdom at this moment. Ice condensed from nothingness and materialized under his feet, forming a huge transparent peak, supporting the two people to rise slowly. Gradually sink into the sky, with the golden full moon as the background. The Forbidden Sky Peak has once again risen on the land of the Great Demon Kingdom. Su Youlian closed her eyes, and she could feel the soft shattering sound of the huge ice, building a brand new blue temple. The curtain fluttered slowly, covering her surroundings. He let go of her lightly and placed her on a huge ice seat.The curtain descended, blocking her view. He covered her body with the softest velvet, and gently tucked in the quilt, not allowing even the gentlest breeze to touch her body. This is a small world he isolated for her, with only warmth and no disturbance. Su Youlian's body was trembling slightly.How long can this world last?She could feel that the Dragon Emperor's strength had been reduced to the lowest level, and the injuries sustained while maintaining her life had almost taken away all his vitality.And recasting the Forbidden Sky Peak and the Canglan Temple almost exhausted his remaining strength. He wants her to be a princess with her own mountain, her own city, and her own palace. She didn't dare to open her eyes to look at him. She is afraid of seeing the sorrow of life and death. The Dragon Emperor's voice came softly: "wait for me." Su Youlian raised her head in astonishment. His smile is so gentle, but it seems to carry the blueness of the sky, vast and far-reaching.It seems that as long as it is covered under it, there is no need to worry about everything. Before Su Youlian could answer, his left hand was already held by him. He gently lifted her slender fingers, and put them gently to his lips, but he did not kiss them lightly, but remained silent for a long time, as if he was feeling every trace of temperature from his fingers with his heart. Su Youlian's pale knuckles touched his breath, and he couldn't help trembling. Shi Xingyu raised his head, his blue eyes looked at the rolling clouds in the distance, and a deep cold light gradually appeared in his eyes. However, his voice was so gentle, as if he was telling a vow that only belonged to two people: "look at me." "For you, kill the general and capture the flag." He put her hand back into the quilt, and covered it gently, as if caring for a fragile flower. Su Youlian's heart groaned. The man in front of him, like a legendary warrior, came to say goodbye to his princess with only love and devotion, on the eve of going out with thousands of troops. Then, he sprinkled the blood on the ground, destroyed the city and pulled out the stronghold, and swung his sword to cut off the head of the enemy general. Under the terrified eyes of thousands of people, he gently held it in front of the princess. What a dream it was. Every girl who wants to be a princess has a dream.This dream was once on the desolate snow field, was blown cold by the Canggu wind, and turned into ice and snow.Now, finally, under the sunshine shining from nowhere, it melts bit by bit. Hot tears couldn't help falling down, wet Su Youlian's eyes. —How like a dream it is. ——Or, I have died just now, and I am sleeping on the icy snow field, and everything now is just the last illusion on the way to death? A fear suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart, fearing that she would wake up at an inadvertent moment. At that moment, the blueness of the sky, the coolness of the breeze, and the warmth of the embrace will all leave her mercilessly, and then, she will fall into the endless darkness forever. The reborn body couldn't help trembling, she felt that the Dragon King slowly walked out of the Canglan Temple.His strength fluctuates, like fireflies flickering in the night, She felt that he was standing on the peak of Forbidden Sky Peak, overlooking thousands of soldiers and horses. The man who loved her walked into thousands of troops, fought for her, beheaded generals for her, and captured the flag for her. What a heartbreaking legend this is. However, this legend seemed destined to be shattered at the very beginning. What kind of battle formations are lined up under the small Forbidden Sky Peak? The Demon Sealing Formation, One Hundred Thousand Ghost Soldiers, Qingliang Moon Palace, Xuanfeng Sword, Heavenly Thunder and Tribulation Fire... She couldn't help crying softly. The Dragon Emperor, who is proud of the world, what can he use to fight against these?