Junior sister is difficult to raise

Chapter 258 Soul Cleansing Lamp

He took Hua Rushuang's body back to the red bean tree in Hua's courtyard and buried it in the empty tomb.

When he dug up the empty grave, he finally saw what Hua Rushuang had buried in the empty grave, and burst into tears instantly.

Buried in the empty tomb is the only gift he gave to Hua Rushuang - a Wushuang flower carved from phantom jade.He finally knew that everything in the past was as dead as yesterday.

To miss is to miss, there has never been such a good thing in this world as starting from scratch.

Suddenly, he hated her a little, hated her for being too stubborn, why didn't he give in a little bit?Why do you have to do everything alone?Why should he be excluded?Why not tell him the whole truth?Why?why!
These are questions that no one can answer, or need to be answered by anyone at all.

Even if she really said it, so what?Would he listen to her explanation when he was young and vigorous?Can he calmly and rationally analyze the reasons for her "vanity" when he is so mad at her for marrying him?
The answer is no, he was not mature enough to protect her at all.He was the culprit who pushed her into desperation step by step.

She is much more rational and mature than him, she knows what to do is the best way, she would rather bear his misunderstanding and blame——

He buried Hua Rushuang under the red bean tree, and also frozen and buried all the emotions he could carry in his life.This pain is worse than death.

He cried bitterly under the tree for three whole days, and finally sealed off the entire courtyard of Hua's family, and no one could get close.

If she is tired, let her have a good rest, and no one should bother her.Just let her sleep well!

Hua Rushuang is dead, but the death of Hua Rushuang is far from over.

This family strife has already seriously injured the vitality of the Dongling family. As the new head of the family, he has not yet come out of the grief, and he is indifferent to the alliance of the five new families that have risen. It would be better for the Ling family to perish as soon as possible.

However, he just thought about it.Even if he couldn't guard Hua Rushuang, at least he had to guard her cemetery and not let anyone disturb her.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't keep it.

Whether it is the Illusory God Jade or the Hunyuan Pearl, they are rare treasures coveted by countless immortal cultivators, and they are extremely rare.

The alliance of the five major families broke through the restriction set by him and tried to steal the magic jade. He was so sad and angry that he finally became possessed.

In that battle, the five major families suffered heavy losses, and the Dongling family was even more miserable. The entire family was wiped out, and the only living person was also locked up underground, never to see the light of day.

The hatred that has spanned thousands of years is now emerging from the ground, how can he easily eliminate it?

These things are the deepest secrets in his heart, buried extremely deep, how could he suddenly remember them today?

Dong Lingxue looked at Wan Qingliang who seemed to be counting the river lanterns ahead, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

This is the road leading to Wangxiang Terrace. Legend has it that people who walk this road can't help but recall their own lives...

Dong Lingxue laughed silently, it seemed that Wan Qingliang still didn't fully believe in herself, and she was also quietly testing him.

She worked so hard, shouldn't he respond to her?
Dong Lingxue deliberately walked to her side, a dark light flashed in the palm of her hand, and a mysterious curse mark was quietly tattooed on Wan Qingliang's body.

Dong Lingxue was about to say something, but Wan Qingliang had already said, "Here we are."

A large area of ​​fiery red manjusawa came into view, and the extremely impactful color instantly occupied his entire field of vision.

"The flowers on the other side, the place on the other side, reflect the myriad of reflections, the road to the nether world, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall without twins, love and love will never fail..." In the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, someone sang.The voice is ethereal and ethereal, yet lingering and soul-stirring, every sentence reaches the bottom of the heart.

Dong Lingxue's complexion changed terribly, this voice, this voice he will never forget, an unspeakable emotion surged up in his chest, like sadness, but also like joy, he couldn't help but shouted loudly: "A Shuang!"

The singers in the distance seemed to be disturbed by his voice, and stopped singing. A gust of wind blew by, and the surroundings were as silent as death.

Dong Lingxue, who had always been calm and calm, couldn't help feeling a little flustered, clutching Wan Qingliang's shoulders, her expression frantic: "Where is that singing person? You..."

Wan Qingliang looked calm, stretched out her hand and pointed not far away: "Isn't she there?"

Dong Lingxue was startled, and turned her head away. Sure enough, in the manzhushahua field not far away, a woman in blue was standing gracefully holding a lantern in the shape of fog and frost flowers.

With just one glance, Dong Lingxue recognized the woman in blue as Hua Rushuang.

Huge surprises struck, and even though his mind was as firm as Dong Lingxue's, he was confused for a moment, his eyes were astringent, his throat was blocked, and his voice was trembling: "A Shuang."

How long had he not seen her?Unexpectedly, she would see her again in her lifetime. Dong Lingxue had been rebellious all her life, but now she wanted to thank God.

The woman in blue just smiled quietly, her eyebrows were quiet, just like back then.

Dong Lingxue stepped forward a few steps, wanting to hug her - when they first fell in love, he hadn't even had time to hug her.

However, the moment he was about to touch her clothes, a flame of five colors pierced through his chest.

The illusion shattered, and the peaceful and smiling woman disappeared, replaced by a small ancient bronze lamp in the shape of a lotus flower, with a blue flame quietly burning on the lotus heart.

This is a soul washing lamp handed down from ancient times.

Dong Lingxue suddenly turned her head, looking at Wan Qingliang in disbelief.

Wan Qingliang's expression was cold: "Hua Rushuang's soul is real. If you are not willing, go find her after a thousand years!"

With a thought in Wan Qingliang's mind, flames of five colors surged out, completely burning Dong Lingxue's figure, and countless light spots scattered from the flames. Wan Qingliang's fingers quickly grabbed a few in the void. Suddenly, the shard-like spots of light re-condensed in the palm of her hand, forming a faint and illusory figure, with the appearance of Dong Lingxue vaguely.

Wan Qingliang flicked her fingers, and a drop of demon red blood dripped into his soul.

The eyes of Dong Lingxue in the soul state are still deep and depressed, and the momentum is not lost in life: "You said that Ah Shuang will also be reincarnated in a thousand years?"

"Of course, it's just that she will no longer remember you when she reincarnates. What happens in the future depends on your own good luck." Wan Qingliang looked slightly complicated, and with a wave of her hand, she immediately put Dong Lingxue's soul into the flame of the soul washing lamp .

The faint blue flame of the soul washing lamp burns quietly, calcining this strand of soul.

"Thank you!" Dong Lingxue's soul also completely quieted down, and finally, a thin voice came from the soul washing lamp.

Looking at the faint soul in the soul washing lamp, Wan Qing's cool eyes were slightly complicated, as if countless winds and clouds were changing in her eyes.

"Miss Wan, do you do a good deed or a bad deed with good intentions?" Wan Qingliang was in a trance when a voice sounded from behind her.

Wan Qingliang became alert for an instant, her hands shook, hundreds of flames condensed into fine needles and killed the opponent like a torrential rain.

(End of this chapter)