Douluo: I just want to be a sword god in peace

Chapter 286 The past years, an illusion? Or history?

"You should have realized that this is an illusion a long time ago, right?"

The girl buried in his arms cried silently. Ji Wuchang felt helpless and raised his hands, neither letting go nor not.

The girl in her arms didn't stop crying, but her hands grabbed his waist harder.

"If you know it's false, why stay?"

Ji Wuchang sighed.

"I can't forget..."

A soft voice sounded quietly, and anyone could hear the grievance in her tone.

"You can't live in the past forever. How can you discover the beauty of the world if you don't move forward?"

Ji Wuchang gently touched the girl's head and comforted her.

"You don't know whether the world is beautiful or not! Also, don't treat me like a child, I'm older than you."

The girl suddenly raised her head. She looked like a little girl but had the tone and attitude of an adult. Ji Wuchang couldn't stand it.

“You’re still crying when you’re old.”

Ji Wuchang subconsciously averted his gaze:

"Li Xiangping, do you want to save them?"

"Can you save?!"

The light in Li Xiangping's eyes flickered for a moment, then dimmed again the next moment.

Death cannot be resurrected. Birth, old age, illness and death are the true meaning of the world. Even a titled Douluo can hardly say how much longer his lifespan is than an ordinary person without soul power. What's more, his parents were killed by an evil soul master in front of him?

"I can not do it."

Ji Wuchang sighed and shook his head.

To be honest, he didn't want to do this.

There are not many people on this continent, and people die almost every moment.

Some died of illness, some died of old age, and naturally some were killed.

Although this time with the help of Xu Yunhan, he seemed to be able to directly go back to the past and modify "history" on a small scale, but he didn't know exactly how.

Xu Yunhan didn't tell him what impact changing history would have, nor did he say there were any restrictions, but he subconsciously followed the "hidden rules" and didn't make drastic changes, but just wanted to change the past and the past of the people around him. Pity……

Compared with a certain great man, his thinking is much behind.

However, when he saw Li Xiangping's tears, he felt compassion again.

Maybe this is a common problem among men.

Li Xiangping buried her head deeper.

"But you can do it. If you want to save your uncle and aunt, use your power."

Ji Wuchang forcibly pulled Li Xiangping's face out of his arms:

"Use your power to destroy your enemies. Save your parents and get rid of your inner demons."

Li Xiangping's body trembled subconsciously, but she did not move.

"Don't you understand yet?"

Ji Wuchang impolitely held the upper and lower sides of Li Xiangping's eyes with his index finger and thumb, forcing her to open her eyes and look at him:

"Where is your martial spirit! Where is your power! Kill them, save your parents, and get back what is rightfully yours."

Ji Wuchang seemed to hate the fact that iron cannot become steel.

"I...my martial spirit is not my eyes."

Li Xiangping said weakly.

"Ahem! Eyes are the windows to the soul! Not much difference, not much difference!"

Ji Wuchang subconsciously glanced at her chest, the eye of the soul...is it located at the heart?

Tsk tsk tsk tsk.

"Go quickly."

Ji Wuchang let go of Li Xiangping and forced her to where her parents were.

There, her parents had been resurrected again, but seemed to have fallen into a state of stasis, motionless.

…………

"here it is……"

Familiar scenes, familiar smells, and familiar sounds of fighting not far away made the girl's eyes turn red almost immediately.

"Little Orange, go and clear the table. Your chef dad has made a lot of delicious food today."

The girl known as Little Orange wiped away the tears that immediately flowed to her cheeks and forced a smile:

"Coming!"

After that, she jumped up and ran to her own home, which she had only seen in her dreams for nearly ten years in the future.

"Illusion..."

A certain big boy's previous instructions to him flashed through his mind, and Little Orange's eyes were a little confused.

"Illusions are just illusions..."

"What if I can live here forever, even if it's an illusion?"

…………

"here it is……"

The slender little hands suddenly clenched due to malnutrition, and the mansion plaque consisting of three large characters above the head came into view as the owner raised his head.

The Duke's Palace!

"This is not the Duke's..."

"Hush! Be careful! The Duchess is keeping a close eye on him! I don't know why he is so brave and dares to come to the front door. He is not afraid of the Duchess punishing him."

Punishment? What's your fault?

Not paying attention to the almost insulting remarks made by the servants around him, the boy quickly turned around and ran towards the woodshed in his memory.

Today in my memory is the day my mother "accidentally" fell ill.

That day, Lord White Tiger Duke finally found a time to return to the Duke's Mansion after a long battle. He only had less than half a day's rest to catch up with his wife and children.

At that time, after hearing about the return of his cheap father, with a particularly complicated mentality, he came to the front of the Duke's Mansion alone without the current consent, hoping to see Duke White Tiger so that his mother could It doesn’t have to be so hard and ostracized everywhere.

"mother!"

The sudden push of the door startled everyone in the room.

"Yuhao, mother is here, what's wrong with you?"

The weak woman panicked and hugged the little boy who hurriedly rushed into the door:

"Did someone bully you?"

As she spoke, her body was still trembling unconsciously, as if she was afraid of something, and as if she was suppressing something.

"mother……"

The boy didn't speak, he just buried himself in his mother's arms, feeling the maternal love that he hadn't felt for an unknown amount of time.

"Okay, let's not get too close to each other here. Huo Yun'er, do you want to drink or not?"

Obviously, at some touching moments, there are always some blind things that want to jump out and challenge people.

The resentment in the little boy's eyes even made the old woman who was halfway through her life startled:

"No wonder people say you gave birth to a freak, your look alone can scare someone to death!"

"You are not allowed to talk about my son!"

Huo Yun'er turned around suddenly, and her eyes turned red almost instantly.

"You...what's your attitude!"

The old woman was shocked again:

"What a hell! Drink quickly! I have to go back to work!"

The old woman felt disgusted and stayed away.

"Mom, drink, what?"

The boy tried his best to express himself as his age, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at a very impatient old woman. The coldness in his eyes made the old woman shiver all over.

"It's nothing, it's just a tonic. Anyway, your mother and I used to follow Brother Hao."

Huo Yun'er forced a smile on her face. The boy, whose soul was no longer the same as before, naturally saw something was wrong with his mother in an instant. The old woman handed over a bowl of steaming "tonics". She seemed a little scared, and the hand holding the "tonics" trembled unconsciously, fearing that the slightest bump would cause the tonics to spill out. That pale face also made the reason for the sadness that had never been known before suddenly become clear at this moment.

Where is this tonic? This is poison!

The boy pretended to struggle, stretched out his hand suddenly, and knocked down the bowl of poison.

"Ah! What a despicable bastard..." The old woman's eyes were about to burst, and she opened her mouth to curse. However, seeing Huo Yun'er's hateful eyes and thinking of the biological father of this "little bastard" in front of her, the last word could not be said. Spit it out.

"Hey! What should we do?"

Before coming, the Duchess gave herself a death order. She must watch Huo Yun'er drink the "tonic". If there was even a drop left, she would add it to a bowl and drink it herself. This frightened her. .

How could she not know what was in this bowl?

Although it is not a poison that can have immediate effects if you drink it, it is also a medicine that can directly cause the soul to vibrate and make you suffer from hidden diseases without revealing them! Although I am over fifty years old, I still have decades to live. If I drink such a bowl, I am afraid...

What's more, now that the soup was knocked to the ground by the little bastard, it meant that she would never drink just one bowl.

The boy didn't pay attention to the old woman's changing face. He only saw his mother's expression of indifference. Although she was extremely haggard, she didn't have the slightest fear, as if she knew it was a bowl of poison and died generously...

etc! Could it be that? !

The boy's eyes widened.

Seeing that her life was about to be threatened, the old woman took action directly in desperation.

She grabbed Huo Yun'er's sleeve and pulled her to the ground. Huo Yun'er was already malnourished, and she had stayed up late to work these days, so she fell to the ground when her old woman pulled her away like this.

"Drink! Give me a drink! Just give me the dirt to eat!"

The old woman couldn't care about anything else at the moment, so she sat down on the ground, grabbed the gelatinous substance that was already stained with dust and looked particularly disgusting, wrapped it in dirt and put it into Huo Yun'er's mouth.

"you dare!"

The boy's eyes were torn apart. After falling out of his mother's arms, he suddenly climbed to the firewood pile nearby, picked up the hatchet for chopping wood, and burst out at an unprecedented speed, and suddenly rushed behind the old woman. , in the eyes of his mother's disbelief, he used all his strength to slash down.

The old woman was still worried about her own survival, so she naturally didn't realize the crisis behind her. When she realized that she wanted to release her martial spirit, the cold and tingling sensation from her neck made her lose control of it. Body control.

One knife! Two knives! Three swords!

The boy named Huo Yuhao still did not stop the movement of his hands, even though the bodies of the people he killed were no longer human-like, even though most of the anger in his heart had been vented.

"Yuhao!"

Huo Yuhao's mother's call made him feel refreshed, and a chill came from the sea of ​​​​spirit. He knew that this was the trump card that the teacher left for him before leaving.

"Yuhao, are you okay?!"

Huo Yun'er quickly hugged her child and checked his body for any wounds in a panic.

"Mom, dirty."

Huo Yuhao was a little concerned. He was stained with the old woman's blood, and he didn't want his mother to be stained with it.

However, where in the world is there a mother who despises her children for being dirty?

Huo Yun'er held her child and cried bitterly, as if she was crying out to God for being unfair to her.

Huo Yuhao could hold it back, but when he saw his mother, whom he had not seen for many years, crying so sadly, he couldn't help but cry.

A pair of poor women hugged each other for warmth and cried in this small and cold woodshed.

"No, Yuhao, we have to leave quickly."

After a moment, Huo Yun'er suddenly remembered something. She didn't even look at the piece of rotten meat around her, nor did she ask why her child suddenly burst out with such huge strength.

She only knew that the old woman's death might be the reason for that person to attack her. In order to protect her children, she could no longer stay in the Duke's Palace.

"Mom, aren't you going to meet him?"

Huo Yuhao couldn't hold back and asked.

"Gone."

Huo Yun'er's mouth showed a hint of bitterness:

"Mom, you are enough. He hasn't been able to come to me for so long, so naturally he won't come."

Huo Yun'er had already noticed something strange about Huo Yuhao, but she didn't pay attention.

She knew that no matter what, the boy in front of her whose temperament and expression suddenly changed was still her child.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Huo Yuhao nodded sharply and quickly helped Huo Yun'er pack up his things.

…………

"what?!"

In the main house of the duke's palace, the duchess had just sent away the owner of the mansion. The duchess sent someone to call the subordinates she had sent to the woodshed. However, after receiving the news, she who was still a little happy immediately turned down. :

"You said that bitch killed No. 4 and ran away with her bitch?"

"Back... back to the Duchess, my subordinates made inquiries around and went to the woodshed in person. No. 4 is indeed dead and was killed by a wood knife. And Huo Yun'er and her son also left not long ago. The Duke's Palace."

Cold sweat was constantly breaking out on the subordinate's forehead, and the moody Duchess always made her have the illusion that her head was not on her.

"Okay, very good!"

The Duchess clasped her fingers:

"Huo Yun'er, I thought you would spend the rest of your life in the Duke's Mansion honestly, but I didn't expect that you would be so courageous!"

The claws of the martial spirit, which belongs exclusively to the Nether Civet Cat family, scratched countless claw marks on the table next to it:

"But that's fine! Since you voluntarily admit defeat, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Notify the Anbu immediately and put the two of them on the death list. They will never appear in my sight again!"

…………

"How's the plan going?"

The female voice spreads in the void.

"Without Tang San's influence, there would be no obstacle to the change of the world."

A male voice smiled:

"You don't have to look sad. The real ending often requires everything to be shattered..."

…………

"Is this...a do-over?"

He opened his eyes with some difficulty, and the familiar smell around him made the little golden beast feel comfortable staying where he was.

It is now lying peacefully in the core of the Star Forest, at the calm lake. It is less than ten thousand years old, but it is not at all nervous in this place where even a hundred thousand year old spirit beast must be cautious.

"It should be so."

The familiar response in his mind came, making the golden beast quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

"I thought you were gone."

"Remind you, this should be an illusion here. Although even I don't notice any difference between this place and reality, but... it's important to be careful."

The voice said earnestly.

"Peace of mind."

The little beast turned over:

"You say, should I go find Yu Hao? The people in the Duke's Palace treat him like a fool, so it shouldn't be a problem for me to kill them all."

"Did I have such a poor brain in the past?"

The voice said angrily.

"Hehe~~"

The little golden beast smiled:

"Then... before he comes with Mr. Xuan, let's go and meet him first."

As he spoke, the little beast quietly transformed into an attractive woman with long pink-blue hair:

"Before she does."

…………

"O ice and snow! You are supreme! The noble Snow Princess is coming soon! The altar is ready!"

Amid the wind and snow, a ceremony was being held in a village made entirely of ice and snow.

"Will you die for the princess?"

At an altar, a rickety figure lowered his voice and "asked" the young man who was trapped all over his body.

"Woo!"

The young man shook his head like crazy, but to his despair, the high priest in front of him had no intention of stopping the ceremony.

"Then, the sacrifice begins!"

(End of this chapter)