Chapter 72 Chapter 72 Let the past go with the wind

Some people say that death is a wonderful thing. Regardless of whether there is pain before death, at the moment of real dying, there will be no pain at all. Mi Xiaoai thinks that the Devil's Forest is not a scary place. Somehow, the cowardly Mi Xiaoai "mutated".There is no doubt that the Devil's Forest is the best cemetery for murder and suicide.Here, the bones of monsters can be seen everywhere; here, there is no so-called food chain, the strong survive and the weak are eaten; here, the soul-eating grass is the softest plant, and it can survive only by devouring memories.

In the depths of the forest, where she couldn't see her fingers, Mi Xiaoai was tired from walking, so she just closed her eyes and lay down on the wet ground, waiting for the arrival of the devil. But no, nothing came. The forest was eerily silent. The echoes of the soul-devouring grass sang round and round: A person's mind is like a speck of dust Falling in the past and drifting into the future tears fall into eyes Once the sea has infinite emotion Sometimes loneliness is better than hugs Let Xinchun go, let Mengqiu come and let you leave I can't bear to forget that everything is for love

Just let the past go with the wind, let the wind go with the wind, let the heart go with you The flowers withered and bloomed yesterday were not a dream, not a dream, not a dream Just let the past go with the wind, let the wind go with the wind, let the heart go with your pain The ebb and flow of tomorrow is all me, all me, all me The Soul-eating Grass hummed this song over and over again, and Mi Xiaoai listened quietly, her chest was covered with fog and her whole body was wet and cold. After a long time, she closed her eyes and sang along with the Soul-Eating Grass in a low voice. The melody is beautiful, the lyrics are helpless.

The heart is blank, there is no numbness, only blankness. She sang for a long time, until her voice became hoarse, and a bloody smell rose from the depths of her throat, but the monster still didn't come. "Hey, hey, Monster Lord, where have you been? Is there any food here?" "Mi Xiaoai, a 19-year-old beautiful girl, has smooth skin and tender meat. The mosquitoes in my hometown like to drink my blood. Don't you really want to eat it while it's hot?" "When I lose weight, or starve to death, it won't taste good." A strong wind was blowing all around, bringing sand and rocks flying, dozens of pairs of eyes appeared in mid-air, blue, purple, gray and green, followed by white teeth, hanging in the air like a sickle covered in blood, Mi Xiaoai held her breath Breathe, waiting for death's sentence.

The wind gradually weakened, and those eyes quickly disappeared. Everything just now seemed like a dream, without a sense of reality. Even monsters don't bother to eat her? Mi Xiaoai smiled wryly. When you want to hold on to happiness, happiness will always fall into the bottomless abyss at the highest point. When she wanted to give up everything and run towards liberation, the world grabbed her and forbade her to leave. Death is near, rebirth is far. If someone is willing to light a bright light for her in the darkness, she doesn't know if she will abandon the darkness behind her and join the light.

Mi Xiaoai suddenly realized that black is a good color. In the darkness, all advantages and disadvantages can be perfectly hidden, and no one will point to her nose and tell her how unbearable she is. The light can tear her apart. Under the light, even small blemishes would be invisible, as if they had been forcibly stripped off, those mask-like clothes were torn to pieces, bloody and bloody. As the night deepened, the miasma in the forest became more intense. Mi Xiaoai was a little dizzy. While the world was spinning, the Soul Eater Grass's tentacles were long and soft, stroking her face, gently pulling her long hair up, as soft as a mother's hand.

"Mother……" Silver crystals slid down the corners of her eyes, and Mi Xiaoai fell into a deep sleep. Memories take on wings, and the Soul Eater Grass dances lightly. Time, are you turning back?In the white fog in front of my eyes, the picture receded very quickly—— Hearing this, he almost begged and said: Mi Xiaoai, please don't leave. I heard it, the tune-changing music box, every note of the ding-dong sound is accurately pierced into the heart. Seeing it, he took off her pet collar with his own hands, and said coldly: "Congratulations, you can finally leave the world with me seriously and vigorously."

There is also the phrase "Pet...fortunately...you are fine..." …………………… ………… The body is like being wrapped in clouds, soft and comfortable. Open your eyes, the sky is blue and the world is monotonous white. It's so white that it hurts my eyes. A warm touch similar to body temperature came from the back. "Are you awake?" The man behind him let go of his hands around her waist, his voice was as clear and warm as spring water. Mi Xiaoai turned around. It is snow. "Well, if you want me to teach you how to make a bed, you shouldn't knock him out~ My head hurts!" Mi Xiaoai yelled.

Xue froze for a moment, her eyes filled with deep astonishment, "Xiao Ai, what are you talking about?" "Xue, are you pretending to be stupid? Didn't you just say yes, you take me back to the palace, and I'll teach you the skill of 'making a bed' in the human world... I was used to your baby, and suddenly I heard you call me Xiaoai, It’s really uncomfortable~~” In Xue's eyes, a touch of heartache quietly surfaced, "Xiao Ai..." "How long will it take to get to your palace? Is this the Demon Realm? Why is there snow everywhere?" Mi Xiaoai looked at the white snow, her heart twitched, and she bent down on the snow leopard in pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Xue nervously hugged Xiao Ai again. Was it the Soul Eater Grass that swallowed her memory?Her appearance now is almost the same as when they first met! "I don't know. Looking at the snow below, I always felt as if something very important happened... My heart is very uncomfortable." "Xiao Ai, you...!" Xue held Mi Xiaoai's face and turned her around, "Don't you remember 'those things'?" "Those things? What's the matter? Oh~ you mean that I became the devil's pet?" Mi Xiaoai blinked, with question marks all over her head.

Xue's silver hair hung down, blocking her deep eyes. Mi Xiaoai wanted to push his long hair away, but he grabbed her wrist and couldn't move. "Xue, you pretend to be deep, I'm not used to it..." Mi Xiaoai stuck out her tongue. Xue Song let go of Xiao Ai, as if she had exhausted her whole body to pull out a smile, "I don't want to learn how to make a bed for my teacher." Mi Xiaoai was terrified, "Stop learning? You mean... you want to send me back to the low-level pet area?" Xue smiled and shook her head, "I won't send you back." Mi Xiaoai's heart hanging in the air finally settled down, "You said this, a man can't go back on what he said~!" Xue nodded with a smile, "I won't regret it this time." Mi Xiaoai looked back happily, thinking that she would not have to go back to the big devil for a while, her heart was filled with joy and pain. Liu. That's right, his name is Liu. His temper is really big, his eyes always change color from cloudy to cloudy, and his tone is always cold, as if he has no emotion.Although I didn't stay by his side as a pet for a long time, I was always worried, afraid that if I was not careful, I would be thrown to feed the war beast by him. Mi Xiaoai pouted.She has no tendency to be masochistic, and she doesn't like to act on the face of others. If it is not for survival, who would want to stay with a demon king whose personality is no different from that of an "active volcano"?Compared with His Highness the Demon King, Xue is more beautiful and has a personality. Although she is narcissistic and perverted, she is the style she likes, and there is no pressure to be with him. The snow leopard landed quickly in the depths of the snow-capped mountain. Xue took off her coat and wrapped Mi Xiaoai around her, shielding her from the harsh cold wind. Her movements seemed natural. There is a small wooden house in the deepest part of the valley, the eaves are covered with thick snow, and several blue snow grasses break through the snow, scattered lonely on the eaves. "Hey, Xue, do you live here? This place...is so broken..." Mi Xiaoai jumped off the snow leopard, sighing in disbelief. Xue still smiled, "This is where my mother lives." Mi Xiaoai let out a cry, stepped forward and knocked on the door softly, "Auntie, my name is Mi Xiaoai, I'm Xue's student, I might disturb you here for a few days." The room was silent, no one answered. "Auntie...?" Mi Xiaoai wanted to knock on the door, but Xue had already pushed the door open and walked in first. His back seemed to be a lot thinner, and his hair was a lot longer than in the impression, and there seemed to be something different from the image in his mind. Mi Xiaoai stood where he was, desperately trying to recall what went wrong. "Come in." He didn't turn around, just dropped a word, and sat down at the simple wooden table. The table was obviously old, and there were a few shallow cracks that revealed its age. The clean desktop seems to be cleaned every day, and it is spotless. Mi Xiaoai closed the door, sat down opposite Xue, turned her head to look around, and asked, "Where's Auntie?" "Passed away." He didn't smile any more, the sunlight was very faint, and shone in, covering his perfect side face with silver light and shadow. Mi Xiaoai kept her eyes on his side face, his skin was whiter than snow, his eyebrows were just the right shade, if they were thicker, they would be less feminine, and if they were lighter, they would be less masculine; his nose bridge was as straight as a sculpture, he Her lips were pale, thin and very sexy. On such a perfect face, there was a pale pink scar that was very eye-catching. Mi Xiaoai asked in surprise, "Xue, what's wrong with your face? What's the matter with that scar? "