It was too sudden and too severe. The two tongues in the past and the two tongues in the present seemed to be different people. But Miyin knew better than anyone at this moment that there was never any distinction between demonic nature and human nature. She was deceived from the beginning to the end, Miaomiao was no longer alive, and the old friend she spent time with was nothing more than a demon in human skin. In other words, a kind of monster.
A huge impact sound exploded from in front of my eyes. What the demon pestle was stabbing straight at was an open oil-paper umbrella. Miyin came back to her senses and found Mu Wan standing in front of her immediately. She took a lunge, lowered her center of gravity, and used Ye Yinlu as a shield to resist from the bottom up. The tip of the magic pestle is facing the tip of the umbrella, and the two forces are concentrated on this tiny point.
"Run!" Mu Wan lowered his voice, "There's still time."
"You, you are no match for her... She is very strong. She was very strong in the past. Now she has the Demon-Conquering Pestle in her hand, but you, you are already..."
Miyin stuttered as he spoke, his hands gesticulating in confusion. At this time, she heard a slight cracking sound. This is not surprising. The wooden umbrella handle with exposed leaves has cracks, which have expanded from the umbrella tip to the handle and are still extending. Once this crack appears, it will be full of flaws. The demon power around the two tongues condensed into strange colors in the air, but the direction was pointed directly at the two of them through the demon-subduing pestle. Mu Wan tried his best to resist, his mouth turning green and white while clutching the handle of the umbrella. Her feet began to move, dragging two short but deep ravines on the grass, and the distance was slowly lengthening.
Mi Yin could clearly see that Lord Shuangyue's long hair was lifted up by the air waves, exposing a red spot on the back of his neck. On this pale skin, it is so eye-catching, like a small blood stain spreading on the vast snowfield. Her eyes hurt.
Mu Wan stared at the two tongues, her snake-like pupils slender and scary. She said to Miyin without looking back:
"I have done many wrong things in my life...so I don't care about doing one more. Just leave. If you don't leave, it will only cause more trouble for me, and maybe we will all be buried in the belly of a snake. Even if this battle is over... Others will not spare you lightly."
You have no backer.
The meaning of this passage is obvious, and the amber fragment in his hand most directly conveys Mu Wan's thoughts. But she didn't say it, it already belonged to another kind of tenderness, even though she deliberately let her hear it. It's just that Miyin really doesn't want to admit it. From the past to the present, does she have to rely on others to handle everything? In the past, she couldn't live without Lord Shuangyue, and later she couldn't live without Miaomiao. She was being manipulated her whole life.
The only choice that belongs to me seems to be just adopting a kitten.
No, she's not that fragile. She knew very well that she could not live without anyone leaving. She had to admit that all of this came from her own...certain...vanity.
vanity.
She can actually live alone, but her life is not as good as before. Although the life provided by Mr. Shuangyue made her look down upon, after all, she had no shortage of food and clothing, and there was also a decent atmosphere during the holidays. Walking with Ling Huan and the others, life is dull most of the time, with occasional adventures. But the comfort that that friendship gave her can only be noticed by her to this day. After traveling with Liang Tongue, she had more and more money, food and clothing were getting better and better, and she didn't need to think too much. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. Once people adapt to the good times, they will only be afraid of the bad life.
Even though she had experienced unparalleled tragedy.
All the "misfortunes" after that would remind her of the feeling left behind by that experience. She was too greedy for a better life, and she no longer wanted to suffer any grievance, even if it was less than one ten thousandth of the tragedy.
She spoiled herself rotten.
She used high-sounding reasons to cover up the reality, completely shifting the responsibility to others, and even she was completely convinced.
Everyone can say nice things, but they may not always sound nice.
Whether it sounds good or not, she believes it.
Is this a miserable, "cheesy" life?
There is no chance of winning, Miyin knows this very well. Her sorcery was taught by both tongues, and she could see through all her intentions. In other words, if she stayed here, she would really only cause trouble for Mu Wan and would not have any effect.
But, is she really going to run away like that?
At this time, suddenly a white shadow flashed past.
"Amiao!"
Xue Miyin recognized it at a glance and blurted out the two familiar words. Liang Tongue's pupils immediately moved to that side, capturing the entire process of a calico cat rushing forward and quickly taking the dagger away. The strength in her hands did not diminish, and her eyes moved to where the cat came from. Xue Miyin also turned around and saw someone she didn't expect.
Ye Lingyu...?
When did she come? Miyin's thoughts became even more confused. And next to Ling Huan, Xie Zhe was actually standing there. How, how...why...why on earth...why did they...what happened just now, the people in front of me were all like a dream, weird and distorted. But all of this had really happened, and many parts of her body were still aching from the battle. She couldn't figure out what was going on.
No, when the amber shattered just now, she seemed to have noticed the thoughts of some familiar people... She thought it was her illusion, but it was not. She actually appeared in front of him clearly. That's right, since the fox demon is present, they should be nearby.
Maybe this is a true friend.
Ling Huan held a shamisen in his arms. Xue Miyin didn't know where she found it. In her memory, she clearly hid it - because it would be inconvenient to carry this thing up the mountain, wouldn't it? That's what she thought.
The two tongues decided to fight quickly.
Miyin heard the complaint of "the most annoying cat" in her thoughts. She no longer wanted to worry about whether her love for Amiao in the past was just an act. Anyway, Amiao had never liked her, so this should be a warning. In any case, Amiao had already escaped with the dagger in his mouth, without even staying by his side for a while. Of course, this is a good thing.
Mu Wan almost couldn't hold on any longer. The exposed cracks in the leaves glowed with green light, both on the umbrella handle and on the umbrella surface. The spiritual power is overflowing, which is not a good sign. Miyin didn't think much and chased after Amiao who left.
She couldn't lose this weapon - it was all she had left.
Ah Miao ran towards Ling Huan without saying a word. Ling Huan looked at Mi Yin with a crazy look on his face and was at a loss as to whether he threw the shamisen intentionally or unintentionally. Amiao passed her and ran towards the direction behind Ling Huan. Miyin subconsciously rushed forward to pick up the instrument, but her foot stumbled and fell to the side. Even after she fell, she was still holding the shamisen tightly in her arms, and she didn't want it to get any more damaged. She tried to stand up again and felt a strong pain in her left foot. But she had no choice but to continue holding the shamisen and chase Amiao.
Miyin limped to follow, but saw with his own eyes that Amiao put the dagger at Xie Zhe's feet.
Fengyun Zhan was no longer in his hand, so he bent down and picked up the dagger without much hesitation. As he straightened up, he looked at Miyin with complicated eyes. She couldn't read what was going on in Xie Zhe's mind, probably because Xie Zhe didn't open his mind to her. He was holding the knife in his hand and looking straight at her, making Miyin feel at a loss.
She had thought they were friends.
But she never knew what they were thinking. It was then and it is now.
Miyin turned around and ran away.
How to understand Amiao's behavior, she can find 10,000 different reasons. Perhaps the most obvious is the fact that she "abandoned" it. To put it mildly, it should be "on hold". After all, it is just a cat, and will have the emotions and caprices that a cat should have. What's more, she was the one who failed to do a good job in this matter.
Miyin's speed is not fast. She hugged the shamisen and limped away. She has no face to face every friend from the past. This may be a bit wishful thinking, because she feels that she does not deserve to think so. She was not qualified to regard these people as friends at all, even though those people had treated her sincerely.
Even if she was deceived, she could never change the fact that she had betrayed them.
She didn't look back, but Xie Zhe didn't seem to come after her either. Indeed, there are bigger troubles over there. Who has time to beat up a drowned dog at this time? She wasn't afraid of death, she just didn't want to die at the hands of those people.
If there is a chance, it would be nice to pay off the debt for Mr. Shuangyue.
It’s just that Lu Yin Xuejian no longer exists.
Xue Miyin ran down the mountain tirelessly.
The self-healing power of monsters is always very strong. The small injury on her ankle healed quickly, and she was not even conscious. She just kept running, never stopping for a moment. The scenery on both sides of her vision receded rapidly, too fast for her to capture any information. But it didn't matter, she didn't want to see it. She only sees the front - which may not be accurate. She simply placed her gaze there, parallel to the ground. There was nothing in her eyes.
She had no idea where she should go. Where else to go? Just leaving here, leaving this battlefield, already requires all my efforts. She even ran away without officially participating in the battle from beginning to end. After such a long time, she followed Mu Wan's advice this time - "listen once."
But when she thought that she was no longer Lord Shuangyue, she felt unspeakable sadness.
You are you.
You are not you.
Who are you?
Who am I?
She couldn't think about these questions. She mistook Miaomiao and Sheshe at first, and now she can't tell Shuangyue Jun from Mu Wan. Although the latter was completely different from the former in nature, she couldn't tell exactly how to divide them. She can't think about it anymore, she can't think about it anymore, she can only keep telling herself this and hugging the shamisen tighter.
She passed through many spiritual veins without any careful consideration, and all her choices were full of randomness. What's the use of thinking carefully? As if this would never happen.
Language is a cheap and easy-to-use tool.
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