Qiuluo is walking lonely and lonely on the street full of people, her thin body is swaying, and her eyes are already cloudy, as if she can no longer see the black and white of the world.
In a trance, the freshly dressed and angry horses around him swaggered through the market, talking and laughing loudly and the sharp-eyed Jianghu people only felt a burst of sadness in their hearts.
Once upon a time, I was so high-spirited.
Even, much more high-spirited than these people in front of him.
It's a pity that when I felt that I was looking down on the prosperity of the world and living a peaceful and happy life, I suddenly fell from the clouds, and from the happy atmosphere, I fell directly into the bottom of the eighteenth layer of hell. first was hit hard, and then the beloved wife of his life was tortured and killed, and then he was ravaged by the murderer and rectified to the point that life is worse than death. has been living until now, just for a little bit of hope, and hatred that has nowhere to vent.
But now it seems that the so-called revenge, the so-called hope, has long been hopeless, and even hopeless.
In the past, he was a good cultivator, but he had already gone to the empty building; But the enemy rose all the way to the sky.
If it was said that back then, the other party was just a second-generation gentleman, and he was still a somewhat famous individual traveler at that time, then now he has been reduced to a complete dying old age, and the other party is still from the Golden Horse Yutang, and even the power is monstrous, and he is invincible.
The gap between the two sides has long been a world of difference How to take revenge Talk about revenge Even, the Heaven Devouring Gu worm in his body was getting more and more violent, and with the depletion of the Spirit Yuan a few days ago, and his body was almost useless, he already felt that the Heaven Devouring Gu worm began to turn to his own divine consciousness and soul, which also meant that his life was running out.
When I was still in this world, there were probably a few months left, and it was the most painful of all.
"That's it," Qiuluo burst into tears.
"Juan'er, I'm sorry that I'm incompetent, I'm a useless man who not only can't avenge you, but also be played with by the enemy, and secretly lived for so many years, if I didn't have delusions back then, I exploded my soul, and I always ended up clean, now, even if I have the heart to do this, I can't do anything, I" Two cloudy tears fell quietly.
He staggered with a gloomy face, and staggered to the corner of a ruin, where there was a small house, made entirely of thatch and dead branches.
In fact, it is not so much a house, but when you really look at it, it is smaller and more dilapidated than a kennel.
For so many years, I have been in this small house, struggling and looking forward to opportunities Occasionally, he was beaten and humiliated by people sent by the enemy "It's early relief" Qiuluo lowered his head and laughed miserably: "This damn world, this damn fate, I accept it, I admit it" He staggered into the hut, his withered fingers groping under the pillow, and finding a sharp dagger that was already his only possession.
This is not a side-worn weapon that used to be dependent on each other.
It was the short knife that his wife used when she was alive.
"One day, when I avenge you, I will use this knife to send me to you."
This was the vow of the year.
A vow that once poured out the greatest wish But now, the reality is so cruel, I have suffered for many years, and in the end all I have to wait for is hopeless despair Qiuluo looked at the short knife wordlessly, put it to his mouth, kissed the blade of the short knife obsessively, and suddenly burst into tears: "Juan'er" Immediately, with a force in his hand, he slashed the knife towards his neck.
Qiuluo closed his eyes, his hands were so hard, so resolute.
The moment his knife fell on his neck, that moment, would be the last happiness in his life And yet at this moment.
When the cold blade was already attached to his skin, he suddenly couldn't move it in the slightest.
A big and powerful hand, at this moment, grasped the blade.
The blade is completely fixed in front of the neck before it enters the flesh.
No matter how decadent Qiu Luo was, the martial artist's spiritual sense was still there, and he immediately judged that it was a person who was already standing in front of him, and it was this person who prevented him from committing suicide.
Qiuluo's face turned pale in an instant, and all thoughts were disillusioned for a while, his eyes were closed, and his heart was like ashes: "I have reached this point now, why don't you even let me die, how can you trample on me and humiliate me?"
A warm voice, but said in a very indifferent tone: "This is going to die, completely desperate, I don't want revenge" The voice was unfamiliar.
Not those people Qiuluo opened her eyes abruptly and followed the sound.
I saw in front of me that there was a handsome young man with a face like a crown of jade, looking at him with sharp eyes like a blade.
"Who are you, you are not from the Cangwu Sword Gate," Qiu Luo's eyes were still confused, obviously full of confusion about the arrival of the comer.
"What is the Cangwu Sword Gate," the young man in front of him said disdainfully.
Qiuluo took a deep breath, what is the Cangwu Sword Gate It's been a long time since I've heard such a sentence.
Although it is not relieving at this time, at least the person who comes will not be his opponent's friend.
"Revenge" Qiu Luo's eyes burned like a flame, but it was fleeting, and he said with grief and indignation: "I don't want revenge, I have given up revenge at that moment in that life, but now I am already a wasted person; At most, there are still a few months to live, and even the ability to free oneself and self-destruct one's soul has been lost, the other party is arrogant and strong, even if I want to take revenge, but I am only afraid that I can't even beat a miscellaneous servant at the bottom of the other party's sect, a cook, let alone deal with their head."
"So you're going to give up and stop taking revenge," Ye Xiao looked at him with cold eyes and asked in a cold voice.
"Yes, I want to die, I have no hope of living, don't I even have the right to die, I just want to end this tragic situation where life is worse than death" Qiuluo asked miserably.
"Giving up hope only proves that you are not strong enough, so why bother to defend yourself."
Ye Xiao said lightly, but his words were like knives.
"I'm not strong enough, I'm not strong enough" Qiuluo laughed: "You know what I have experienced, what kind of humiliation I have endured, what torture and ravages I have suffered, you know that I have survived so much until now, how strong I need to be, you don't understand you at all, an outsider, standing with red mouth and white teeth, not having back pain" "I understand."
Ye Xiao said in a deep voice: "It is precisely because I understand that I feel that you are not strong enough." ” Qiuluo laughed miserably, every wrinkle on his face, there were spilled tears: "I'm not strong enough hahaha" He burst out laughing with all his might.
"Why do you say I'm not strong enough?"
"You have no idea what I've been through" "Do you know that if it were you, you might have died a thousand times to escape those humiliations, those tortures, and those pains?"
"Do you know that if you can continue to live in this world and persist until today, you are already strong" Qiuluo looked at Ye Xiao inexplicably with grief and indignation, and roared hoarsely word by word, as if he was complaining and venting the anger in his heart.
Ye Xiao still looked at him calmly, and said lightly: "You said that I don't know how to be strong, in my opinion, it is because you don't know what real strength is, and now I will tell you what it means to be strong." ” Qiuluo looked at him, not at all, as if waiting for Ye Xiao to explain what it means to be strong.
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Ye Xiao said lightly: "If I were you, even if I had no hope and no strength, I would still do my best to look at my enemy, even if I didn't have any power to retaliate, I would always have a hateful gaze, and I would use this gaze to look at him until the moment I died."
Until the moment when my life is completely over, instead of ending my own life with the power that I can still wield a sword, suicide is already an escape in itself. ” "If I were you, even if I knew that there was no hope, no strength, I would still wait, hoping for a miracle, waiting, my enemy provoked someone who should not be provoked, and then killed, tortured, been, even though I can't wait for that moment, but I still have to wait, until the last moment of my life, but it should not be up to me to decide, when is the last moment of my life, giving up is giving up, all the so-called reasons are just excuses to escape, nothing more."
Qiuluo was stunned.
"In the world, anything can happen, there are never unexpected things, there is nothing impossible to happen."
Ye Xiao said flatly: "So, if I were you, as long as I still have a breath, I will wait, your opponent did not choose to kill you that day, but indulged you, no matter what kind of prohibition and torture is inflicted on you, it still leaves hidden dangers."
Even if I don't have the strength myself, it doesn't mean that others don't have the strength either.
And your opponent, since he is still messing around on the rivers and lakes, it may not be impossible to provoke these strong people who are so powerful that they can't afford to provoke them. ” "I'm going to wait until I'm dead."
"Even at the last moment, until I close my eyes, I still won't give up."
Ye Xiao looked at Qiuluo with a cold gaze: "This is my interpretation of being strong, and it is also my interpretation of being strong." ” Qiuluo was speechless, and then lowered his head again.
"Now, do you know what I call strong" Ye Xiao said lightly: "Now, do you still insist that you are strong enough?"
"Everyone will say that you can really face the cruelty of reality calmly."
Autumn Fall hissed.
"The reality is so cruel, you are still you, but I am not you."
Ye Xiao looked at him indifferently: "So I can watch you seek death very chicly, or I can stop you, or rather, be indifferent." ” "But you still have to face the reality that you can continue to commit suicide in such a humble and humiliating way.
Disappear the hatred into the wind, as if nothing had happened, I have stopped you once, and I will not stop you a second time. ” Ye Xiao's words were extremely cold, even cold-blooded.
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