"I've been thinking...to meet you, it must be something fate wants me to do, right?"
Meeting this human-looking boy again was something that Yin Huan expected. Not long after he regained control of his body, trouble began one after another. But no matter what, what you have to face cannot be escaped.
And a human body may have little chance of winning against a monster beneath a human body.
Yin Huan looked at him and saw that he had not changed much. He is still Luwu, or at least some kind of existence that inherits his name, an existence other than human beings. He still looks like a young man, but his face shows the scheming look of an adult. In other words... a cunning old man. He straightened his back, and there seemed to be invisible limbs hidden behind his back, but they were indeed there. On his waist and in his hand, there was a straight knife, which Yin Huan thought he had seen before.
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In the hands of... Wuyonglan.
"Do you have any impression of this thing?" Luwu touched the blade with one hand and said flatly, "He said he borrowed it from me and returned it. However, the original owner of the knife has died, so the messenger kept this thing forever. It was given to me as a gift. Even though I said these words, it has nothing to do with you."
Wuyonglan is dead. This is what Yin Hui heard from the words. She was surprised for a moment, but quickly calmed down. After all, whether the harsh words are credible remains to be verified. But the sword, Resentment Erosion, should indeed be real. And if this monster comes to his side with such a weapon, nothing good will happen.
"I'm here to settle accounts with you." He pointed the tip of the knife at Yin Quan, "I have retrieved my memory as much as possible. I could have lived to this day in peace, but my life was ruined because of you. In the hands of others, Kalingbinga. You are a bitch and a traitor, and traitors should pay the price."
Yin Hu already roughly knew his purpose - revenge. According to him, in his previous life, the monster named Kalingbinga was his enemy in his previous life. Although Yin Huan had no way of knowing the more specific and detailed things, after he said those words, some cognitions naturally formed in her mind. Some memories of her that did not belong to this life slowly emerged in her mind, like dusty old dreams passing by calmly scene by scene. The translucent heart, the burning thread, and the ferocious figure are all too familiar, as if they happened in this life.
It wasn't until the twisted and struggling charcoal-like shadow in his sight slowly overlapped with the pitch-black young man in front of him that Yin Huan realized that what was burning around him was not fire, but today's setting sun. But no amount of warm light could drive away the chill on the blade. That knife must have killed many people, she thought so from the first time she saw it between the Nightmare Dog's brows.
How should she tell it? At the moment she still couldn't speak. But she also knew that even if she could say something, it would not make any change in the status quo. Luwu's intention to kill her must be true. but why? Those are clearly things from the past life and have nothing to do with them now. Is it because he failed to inherit all the memories of Kalingbinga, just like the young man in front of him? But so what? Could it be that knowing what happened in her previous life, would she no longer be the same person in this life?
She couldn't understand and just stood there confused. I don’t know why, but today’s sunset is redder than blood. The nearest town came into view, but she knew she wouldn't reach it.
Luwu said: "I know what you are thinking. You probably think you are very innocent, right? But why am I not? In the more than ten years since I was born as a human being, I have not felt anything. It is the thousands of years that have passed by alone that have made me feel quite For recognition. Maybe it was too long, so long that these years are like dust on the fingertips, insignificant. But the banshee was the knot of my heart in the previous life. If I don’t kill you, I will never be able to make a break with the human self. . Only by taking your life can this floating sense of illusion be realized. Until then, I will be me, the real and unique me."
"Do you really think this will be useful?"
They both looked back at the same time. The black figure walking against the setting sun made Yin Quan feel an indescribable sense of intimacy. The person walking over carrying two broken knives was none other than Wu Chang, Lan Weiming Lei and Shui Wujun, who had taken her to see Lintian Master. She still looked that capable, every step was silent and filled with wind.
"none of your business?"
He didn't look like a grown-up for more than a quarter of an hour before he became that garrulous child again. But facing this Impermanence, he showed no fear at all. On the contrary, he said in a provocative tone:
"Are you here to save her? So what? Don't act like you know everything. You just live a few more years than ordinary people. Don't take yourself too seriously. I used to I may not remember everything in detail, but I can use 30% of my ability to deal with you, which is more than enough. If you know how to deal with it, don’t get in the way, or the blood will splash on you and stain your clothes."
"Firstly, it's for this girl, and secondly, it's for this sword. I know that it was Lord Xueyue who handed it over to you. When he took it from you, he promised you that if the owner of the sword dies, You are its next owner. You didn't pay much attention at the time because you had limited interest in these six-path magic weapon. Even if the knife lent to you is not returned to you, you will still find trouble for this girl in your own way. I Is that right?"
"Are you stalling for time?"
Shui Wujun did not respond, but stood in front of Yin Huan and continued talking to himself.
"You're not sure whether you can identify with your past life by killing her, right? But for you, it's just an insignificant human woman who died, and it won't have any impact at all. Your past life had an impact on Jialing Binga's hatred did not disappear with his own death, but reached its peak at the last moment of his life. I learned all this from my colleagues. But no one can define what you are now. But if you think about it for a moment, you will understand that you are not him. Otherwise, the magic of resurrecting the dead through the resurrection of the dead would have alerted the Lord to punish you and the Death Shadow Pavilion behind you."
"Don't fucking think of that rotten place as my home. It's disgusting to you, but I'm disgusting to you." He waved his resentment, and there was a sharp wind whistle immediately. "In the final analysis, that guy She Ji is really useless. I can't feel any gratitude at all. I say it one last time, get out of the way. You six-path impermanence are no different from ordinary humans when they are chopped down, and your lives are cut like locusts." It’s endless and boring.”
"Have you never thought about why you are awakening Lian Wu's memory now?"
Shui Wujun adjusted the gesture of holding the knife. She didn't think the harsh words were a bluff. Of course she believed that this evil messenger who pretended to have memories that did not belong to him could kill people with a knife on impulse. This child is a cruel person. He should have been able to get on the right track with correct education, but now he is irreversible.
"The human part of him was killed by intrigue and coddling, along with his original name."
Shui Wujun said to Yin Quan.
"What do you know?" He sneered. "It's useless for you to provoke us now. Our thousand-year friendship cannot be interfered with by mere humans like you."
"You really haven't thought about it. As my colleagues said, you are indeed an arrogant person. Thousands of years ago, you were harmed by your own arrogance in your previous life, but you blamed a monster bird. Why? This time is because the Master of the Shadow Pavilion is finally willing to help you, and this is also the reason why the snake demon sacrifices his life for this. He has tried his best to save that illusory friend, and the Pavilion Master must have received more than A useful manpower. At present, the Death Shadow Pavilion is separated from the world by the shadow of Ghost Fairy Girl. But I think your best friend must have an extra connection with you."
"Without this kind of connection, he can't control me." Shikou rolled his eyes, "You really think you know everything. I really made my own trip this time, and I didn't even think about going back. What you said, I have heard about it, but I don’t care. And the only purpose of my leaving is to settle the grudges from my previous life!”
After saying that, he raised the knife and struck directly. Shui Wujun summoned the demon-binding iron ropes in an instant, and they criss-crossed the sky and the earth like spider threads back then. But for Badou, this seemed to be no threat at all. He flexibly bypassed the obstacles, stepped on the chain and moved forward quickly, as if he was walking on the Yangguan Road. With every step, the chain was absorbing his demonic power, but he seemed to easily pull his feet out of the mud, still walking with wind, not caring about the constraints of that demonic power.
They fought hard, and the sound of metal collision was endless. Although Shui Wujun tried his best to avoid her, Shui Wujun blocked her in every possible way. He soon realized that she would never give up unless she was incapacitated. But at the same time, Shui Wujun was also very confused. She fought with the bad words long enough for Yin Huan to escape and hide in the town alone. Of course the bad words will catch up, but Shui Wujun is confident that he can trap him here. But why? She just looked there, looking thoughtful. Her peripheral vision kept glancing at Yin Quan amid the disputes, and the same was true for her harsh words.
"Run!" Shui Wujun couldn't help shouting, "Don't wait here to die!"
"Don't even think about running away!"
Before Yin Quan could react, the chain formation in front of him suddenly became distorted. Every chain is pulled by an invisible external force, changing its original state. Mizumu-kun tried to grab a handful in the direction of the bend, but his hand was cut by something sharp. It’s invisible spider silk. She realized that Bad Mouth had already mastered the abilities of his previous life.
Yin Quan can no longer act rashly. Maybe there would be a chance if she left earlier, but I couldn't tell. Maybe the bad words are already prepared. No matter what, she can't leave here anymore. Who knows what action will cause her body to separate?
What Shui Wujun never imagined was that it would be like this when she faced Yin Huan again.
The straight knife pierced her throat, and dark red blood gurgled down the blade. Judging by that expression, she must be in pain, but she still couldn't make a sound. She just opened her mouth slightly, and bright red blood flowed from her lips and teeth.
This was an unnecessary sacrifice, and even the harsh words were surprising.
Why? Why did it seem like you had no intention of escaping from the very beginning?
When their eyes met, Shui Wujun wanted to ask her.
Of course she wouldn't say anything.
Yin Huan, who had lost his strength, let go of his hand. Something fell down, and Shui Wujun caught it with quick eyes and hands. It was an agate the size of a goose egg, and she realized that it was the magic weapon she was holding. The blood fell on it, flowing along with the lines of agate, until it penetrated into the hole of the xun and disappeared.
The young evil envoy drew out his knife, and Yin Huan's body fell forward, falling heavily into Shui Wujun's arms. The sky was completely plunged into darkness, and the blood red that was more dazzling than the sunset was in her arms.
Her body temperature faded quickly, like a burning fire.
