Chapter 13 Chapter Twelve
My thinking was originally a blank area, but now, fragments of memory slowly fill it up, allowing me to see that it is full of mottled colors and cracks.
The memory of one night destroyed me together.It turned out that it was really a curse, and no matter how many times she was reborn, she couldn't escape it.
The world is black, endless black, I'm floating there, I can't feel the breath, I can't feel the temperature, only a voice echoes hollowly in my ear: "It hurts, doesn't it? Don't be afraid, wait for the pain to pass Now, you won't be in pain anymore...It hurts, right? So it hurts, it hurts..."
I moved my lips, but no sound came out.
"Does it hurt? Call it out, you are in such pain, of course you can tell him, let him know that you are in such pain, there is no reason to bear it by yourself in silence, right?"
My hands clenched into fists and then loosened, each knuckle stretched to the extreme, excruciatingly painful.
"Shout out! As long as you shout out, I guarantee that he will feel the same pain as you. Let him also taste the feeling of suffering in hell. Everything is caused by him. He is the chief culprit. He Not only harmed the night, but also harmed you!"
Tears flowed down my throat, and I finally heard myself choking with sobs.
"It's true that he raised you up and took care of you for sixteen years, but didn't you realize that? It was because he gave you such a carefree youth that made you feel more at ease after knowing the truth about your life experience. Pain! It hurts, right? Because you are far more sensitive than Yixi, you have enjoyed the joy and happiness that Yixi never enjoyed, so you have no resistance to pain. You are happier than Yixi, but also more unfortunate than her! "
Yixi... Has she never been happy and happy?That's right, she is a demon, and she is unintentional, unintentional, and she doesn't care about happiness or pain.And when she had a heart, she tasted all the pain before she had time to feel the happiness...
One night, one night... I am her, she is me, why should I insist on drawing a clear line with her, just thinking about not letting myself get involved in such a complicated past and present life, and selfishly avoiding what I should bear? What an asshole I am!
On such a desperate and desolate night, if even I refused to understand her, pity her and love her, who else could she count on?What a jerk I am!
"Have you figured it out? So, shout out, shout out your pain, your grievance, your anger, and your resentment!"
I gritted my teeth and said hoarsely, "I—"
"Very well, go ahead, shout out! Shout out all your feelings! Shout out, and you'll be free!" the voice encouraged me excitedly.
"I... I... no..."
"come on!"
"I'm not reconciled—" I opened my eyes suddenly, and shouted with all my strength, "I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled!"
The dark world faded away, and then the white light flashed for a while, and then slowly returned to normal.
It was still the same room, the light was dim, but I could see the shadow standing in front of me, and she looked at me very, very surprised.
"I'm not reconciled." I returned to my normal voice and repeated this sentence calmly.
Shadow staggered back a step.
"I am not willing to reveal my thoughts in front of others, so that the other party can see me clearly and without reservation."
"What are you talking about?" She finally changed her face.
"I haven't forgotten that I'm standing on the ground of the Demon Palace, and this is the Eighth Palace. I don't know how many demons are secretly watching. No matter how I feel about my husband, it's just me and him. As for personal matters, I will not be willing to let my own concerns become a joke to entertain you!" I lowered my voice and said firmly, "So, give up!"
The shadow took a few steps back, and the body began to spread around, slowly melting away.
"And you're not me at all! No matter how much you pretend to be, no matter how much you know about me, you're not me! Because—" I paused, grinning at her, " You have no heart."
The shadow struggled with teeth and claws, and hissed: "You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense!"
"You only know that the human heart is greedy, hypocritical, selfish and cowardly, but you don't know that the human heart is also brave, strong, tolerant and kind. I know how to be grateful. My love for my husband exceeds my hatred. Love is always stronger than hatred. This is the difference between you and me. You not me!"
With a bang, the shadow exploded, shattered into thousands of pieces, and disappeared into the air.At the same time, the whole room lit up like daytime.
Sure enough, it was a very spacious and spacious hall, with a picture carved on each wall.On the east wall is carved a demon old man in a gorgeous robe, holding a baby in his arms, surrounded by many demons, all of them looked very surprised and pious; on the west wall is the scene of the battle between demons and humans , in the army of the demons, a girl sat on a giant eagle, a white feather fluttered between her fingers in the wind, her brows and eyes were full of compelling arrogance; the paintings on the south wall were even more magnificent, with various shapes Tens of thousands of demons bowed together, and the girl in white robe on the high platform was slightly kneeling, and the old demon elder who carried her to birth was crowning her.
This is the scenery and deeds of the year, right?
I looked back at the north wall, but I only saw a door. I tried to push it, and the door opened, but it was just the door. I tried to go forward, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. .
In a room as dim as the one I experienced before, peach leaves were floating all over the sky, carrying a murderous aura as fierce as electricity.And Chen Fei was shuttled among the peach leaves, his dodging was not pretty, but he was fast, so fast that he couldn't even catch the peach leaves.
"Good movement, this is not Chen Fei's movement. It's a pity that this is not Jian Lingxi's movement." In the darkness, a voice that looked like a gentleman said.
It turns out that people who enter the eighth hall will meet another self and fight with themselves. No wonder Mr. Pi Fu said that this place is also called "Shuangji Hall".So what about sir, how can he break through this level?I opened my eyes nervously.
Chen Fei was laughing while the peach leaves were flying, and there was an indescribable aloofness in his laughter: "That's just because you are not Jian Lingxi."
"I'm Jian Lingxi." The peach leaves all over the sky attacked more intensely.
Chen Fei's movements were so fast that he couldn't see, he grabbed a peach leaf, and then crushed the peach leaf between his fingers: "As long as there are other peach leaves in the world, the peach leaf can't prove that you are anyone. "
"Then there is one more thing to prove." The peach leaves all over the sky suddenly disappeared, "Qing Jue Jian."
Chen Fei continued to laugh: "You don't have the Absolute Sword."
"Really?" A red light fell from the sky, and suddenly there was a sword on the ground in the middle of the room, a sword that was exactly the same as the Qingjue sword I took out from my eyes, except that its color was red, like blood. the red.
Under the blood-red light, the faces of Chen Fei and another person were clearly printed. They had the same face, but completely different temperament and demeanor.
"This is the real Qingjue sword that can shake the world. And what you hold is just a reflection of it in Yixi's eyes back then. What else do you have to say now?"
Almost as soon as the words fell, my eyes blurred, white light flashed among the red lights, and when I settled down again, the blood-red Qingjue Sword was already in Chen Fei's left hand.
"You!" Shadow was shocked.But Chen Fei said coldly: "You've been tricked, you shouldn't have taken it out." He held a sword in each hand, and then slowly joined them together. devour.
The white light faded, and the red light became more intense. The brilliance of this sword even surpassed that of its owner!
I felt my face was wet and cold, and I reached out to touch it, and I touched the tears.
It wasn't until I saw this scene that I finally felt a kind of reality.In the past, I only learned about past events from other people's descriptions and images in my mind, but at this moment, all kinds of senses come from myself, which are extremely vivid.
Yes, this is the real Qingjue Sword, the Heavenly Sword that has sealed me for nine years!
The light of the Qingjue sword flowed inconceivably, and the tip of the sword pointed at the shadow. The shadow shrank: "You are so cunning, you actually used the aggressive method..." Chen Fei raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say you are Jian Lingxi? In the twelfth season, Jian Lingxi once commented on Jian Lingxi's wisdom and closeness to monsters, how could you not know?" He slashed down with a sword, and the shadows and darkness were torn apart. break-- The eighth hall collapsed. In the sand flying, one hand grabbed me and flew me out.That's Mr.'s hand—no, no, that's not Mr.'s hand.Chen Fei's hands are always warm, making people feel that as long as they are held by such hands, they will walk steadily and smoothly.And these hands, although they have the same generosity and outline, are cold, with a cool nature. Recalling it vaguely, in fact, I should be familiar with these hands, because - these are Jian Lingxi's hands. In the last life, he once hugged me, saved me, and finally sealed my hands. I looked up in the air and saw his long hair blowing back with the wind, and there were a few strands of silver at his temples.Sixteen years, it turns out... so many years have passed... Jian Lingxi, who was so magnificent in the past, is also getting old after all... But his eyebrows, his lips, his fingertips, everything about him, in my eyes, is always as perfect as it was sixteen years ago, without any damage or gloomyness. Jane Lingxi.I recited the name silently, over and over again, Jian Lingxi... When my feet touched the ground, Jian Lingxi led me to the ground smoothly, bowed her head and said: "Xiaoxi, it's okay..." Before I could say a word, my eyes were startled, and the hand around my waist was also like an electric shock He took it back and said in shock, "No, you are Yixi!" I looked at him quietly, saw the various expressions flashing across his face, and then interpreted them one by one, oh, there were surprises, trembling, panic, and confusion... Why not happy?why not? "Aren't you happy to see me?" I asked in a low voice.But his expression was more complicated, and he asked anxiously, "Where's Xiaoxi?" I lowered my head: "Aren't I?" He didn't make a sound for a long time, and stood motionless on the spot, as if he had been frozen. "Can't you tell the difference?" I raised my head, stared into his eyes, and said slowly, "You can't tell the difference between Xiaoxi and Yixi, can you?" "You..." His eyes told me that he couldn't tell the difference. I looked at his hand and asked, "Why?" "what?" "Why can you hug Xiaoxi without any worries, but not for a night?" I reached out and grabbed his right hand. Sure enough, his hand was a little colder than before, "You dare not touch me? So After so many years, you still dare not even touch me?" He wanted to break free, but I grabbed it hard. This time, this time, I won't let you escape!I won't let you escape! I think my eyes showed my thoughts very clearly, because Jian Lingxi no longer struggled, and also looked back at me quietly, with complex eyes that I could no longer interpret. I don't know how long it has passed. I feel that I can't bear this kind of two-to-one looking at each other, their pupils meeting each other, and their breathing meeting each other. However, I refuse to look away first.This time, this time I won't let you escape, never! A slack flashed in Jian Lingxi's eyes suddenly, and his whole person seemed to have a soft light. He whispered: "You are Xiaoxi." Then he took a step forward and took me into his arms. I can't describe the feeling at that moment. Although I have been concentrating on fighting him and insisting on holding his hand, I never thought that he would really not escape in the end. Not only did he not escape, but he hugged me even further. He said I was Xiaoxi, because he really believed that I was Xiaoxi, so he hugged me with peace of mind; or did he deliberately find an excuse for himself and let this moment of depravity go? As soon as I thought about it, I couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the hem of his shirt, holding it very tightly, and then wept aloud, crying uncontrollably, crying so hard, crying so wronged, so painful that I couldn't bear to live. Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it.Regardless of whether I am Yixi or Xiaoxi now, I still think of myself as Xiaoxi.Because, I am so greedy for his hug and body temperature, so greedy, knowing that it is a luxury and knowing that there will be retribution, but as long as there is this moment, I feel that it doesn't matter if everything is wiped out. Jian Lingxi...Jian Lingxi, whom I have loved, am loving, and will love forever...You who have never been able to get close, are in my arms at this moment. Is this the last bit of pity God gave me? ? As for the pity, it really is very short-lived. The sky and the earth suddenly rotated. It was outside where the moon and stars were thin, but the black wall suddenly surrounded it. The scene in front of me changed quickly and quickly. Nine crystal lamps floated in the air and formed a circle. The lights flickered and returned to the room. Jian Lingxi let me go, looked at the nine lamps, and said in a deep voice, "The Ninth Palace is here." The last hall, what is waiting for us in this hall?
The light of the Qingjue sword flowed inconceivably, and the tip of the sword pointed at the shadow. The shadow shrank: "You are so cunning, you actually used the aggressive method..." Chen Fei raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you say you are Jian Lingxi? In the twelfth season, Jian Lingxi once commented on Jian Lingxi's wisdom and closeness to monsters, how could you not know?" He slashed down with a sword, and the shadows and darkness were torn apart. break-- The eighth hall collapsed. In the sand flying, one hand grabbed me and flew me out.That's Mr.'s hand—no, no, that's not Mr.'s hand.Chen Fei's hands are always warm, making people feel that as long as they are held by such hands, they will walk steadily and smoothly.And these hands, although they have the same generosity and outline, are cold, with a cool nature. Recalling it vaguely, in fact, I should be familiar with these hands, because - these are Jian Lingxi's hands. In the last life, he once hugged me, saved me, and finally sealed my hands. I looked up in the air and saw his long hair blowing back with the wind, and there were a few strands of silver at his temples.Sixteen years, it turns out... so many years have passed... Jian Lingxi, who was so magnificent in the past, is also getting old after all... But his eyebrows, his lips, his fingertips, everything about him, in my eyes, is always as perfect as it was sixteen years ago, without any damage or gloomyness. Jane Lingxi.I recited the name silently, over and over again, Jian Lingxi... When my feet touched the ground, Jian Lingxi led me to the ground smoothly, bowed her head and said: "Xiaoxi, it's okay..." Before I could say a word, my eyes were startled, and the hand around my waist was also like an electric shock He took it back and said in shock, "No, you are Yixi!" I looked at him quietly, saw the various expressions flashing across his face, and then interpreted them one by one, oh, there were surprises, trembling, panic, and confusion... Why not happy?why not? "Aren't you happy to see me?" I asked in a low voice.But his expression was more complicated, and he asked anxiously, "Where's Xiaoxi?" I lowered my head: "Aren't I?" He didn't make a sound for a long time, and stood motionless on the spot, as if he had been frozen. "Can't you tell the difference?" I raised my head, stared into his eyes, and said slowly, "You can't tell the difference between Xiaoxi and Yixi, can you?" "You..." His eyes told me that he couldn't tell the difference. I looked at his hand and asked, "Why?" "what?" "Why can you hug Xiaoxi without any worries, but not for a night?" I reached out and grabbed his right hand. Sure enough, his hand was a little colder than before, "You dare not touch me? So After so many years, you still dare not even touch me?" He wanted to break free, but I grabbed it hard. This time, this time, I won't let you escape!I won't let you escape! I think my eyes showed my thoughts very clearly, because Jian Lingxi no longer struggled, and also looked back at me quietly, with complex eyes that I could no longer interpret. I don't know how long it has passed. I feel that I can't bear this kind of two-to-one looking at each other, their pupils meeting each other, and their breathing meeting each other. However, I refuse to look away first.This time, this time I won't let you escape, never! A slack flashed in Jian Lingxi's eyes suddenly, and his whole person seemed to have a soft light. He whispered: "You are Xiaoxi." Then he took a step forward and took me into his arms. I can't describe the feeling at that moment. Although I have been concentrating on fighting him and insisting on holding his hand, I never thought that he would really not escape in the end. Not only did he not escape, but he hugged me even further. He said I was Xiaoxi, because he really believed that I was Xiaoxi, so he hugged me with peace of mind; or did he deliberately find an excuse for himself and let this moment of depravity go? As soon as I thought about it, I couldn't help reaching out and grabbing the hem of his shirt, holding it very tightly, and then wept aloud, crying uncontrollably, crying so hard, crying so wronged, so painful that I couldn't bear to live. Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it.Regardless of whether I am Yixi or Xiaoxi now, I still think of myself as Xiaoxi.Because, I am so greedy for his hug and body temperature, so greedy, knowing that it is a luxury and knowing that there will be retribution, but as long as there is this moment, I feel that it doesn't matter if everything is wiped out. Jian Lingxi...Jian Lingxi, whom I have loved, am loving, and will love forever...You who have never been able to get close, are in my arms at this moment. Is this the last bit of pity God gave me? ? As for the pity, it really is very short-lived. The sky and the earth suddenly rotated. It was outside where the moon and stars were thin, but the black wall suddenly surrounded it. The scene in front of me changed quickly and quickly. Nine crystal lamps floated in the air and formed a circle. The lights flickered and returned to the room. Jian Lingxi let me go, looked at the nine lamps, and said in a deep voice, "The Ninth Palace is here." The last hall, what is waiting for us in this hall?