God's Domain Flying Snow

Chapter 213 A Reunion After Farewell (4)
"I'm sorry..." murmured, it was An Ling who felt guilty and apologetic, brought this lady out without permission, but failed to keep her safe, sorry, sorry...

"Dark Spirit..." Feixue shook her head vigorously, but only called out the name. She hugged Dark Spirit tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to leave something behind so hard, but in the end she felt that the person in her arms gradually disappeared. It was so easy and natural, leaving only An Ling's unwilling tears, which fell from the corners of his eyes, with a temperature that seemed to burn people, just like that, that tall body melted into nothingness in Feixue's arms.

what!Who will save this lady!This young lady who longs for freedom, but is always restrained.Somebody take this lady away!Go wherever she wants, who...

The dark spirit's last wish was to hand over to others what he could not even ask for. He was so unwilling, but he had no choice, just because he was powerless.

"Ah—!" Looking at the remaining clothes in his arms, the ashes that were blown by the wind and scattered in the air, reflecting Feixue's grief-stricken face and tears all over his face, disappeared without a trace. without a trace.

Why?Why did it become like this, Feixue didn't understand why all kinds of things in this world had to be lost like this, could the consummation mentioned by the Taoist priest only be built after such a loss?She is no longer willing to bear it anymore, and she can't bear it anymore. Is it such a tiring thing to live?

Feixue cried hoarsely, thinking about everything she experienced since she became sensible, those lives that disappeared because of her, could it be that they were all destined?Then how cruel her fate is, how...

"Woo..." Feixue choked up and hugged the clothes in her arms tightly, crying so hard that she didn't even know when Qiao Liu approached, until Qiao Liu reached out to grab Feixue, but in the end she couldn't penetrate Xian Ling's body It was only then that Feixue's attention was attracted.

Raising her head suddenly, Feixue looked at Qiao Liu, who had a heavy demonic aura, for the first time a flash of hatred flashed in her eyes, piercing through Qiao Liu, and reaching the Netherworld just like that.

The change of a person is an instant thing, just like this weather, the undercurrent surges in the air, causing the Yao Jiling, who was originally sitting in a chair to doze off, to wake up with wide eyes and frown slightly to look into the distance.

He took out a kit from his bosom, which was supposed to be a bag of beads, but now there was only a layer of ashes left, which made Yao Jiling stunned for a moment, and then sighed faintly.

There are always such infatuated people in this world, but their infatuation is always mercilessly taken down, not deliberately, but always unintentionally, so that he himself does not know how to describe it.

However, that's fine!After all, it is a way out, better than wandering in this world, seeing all the vicissitudes and desolations, only to become more and more disappointed in this world.

Flicking the ashes in his hand, looking at the ashes slowly floating and disappearing in the sun like dust, Yao Jiling smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, then took the kit in his hand, Watching the kit being burned to ashes by the fox fire, he just waved his hands away and remained calm as if nothing had happened.

Standing up and walking to the window sill, Yao Jiling looked up at the stove called Canghaitong. The expression on his face was joy that only he could understand, so that when he found someone spying in the distance, he could not take it seriously. ignore.

His wish is about to come true, so what about that girl's wish?I just hope...that I can catch up.

Yao Jiling thought so in his heart, looking at the trace of ashes left in his open palm, he made him stretch out his hand to meet the sun, stared at it like that, and then held his hand firmly, He suddenly felt his heart move, and he couldn't help laughing.

Doudou, who was walking outside the door, was stunned by such a hearty look, hesitating whether to disturb her, she could only stand at the door, thinking how many times is this the first time?The Daoist is smiling so happily, if the Daoist can always be so happy, can he go home?
Thinking of her elder brother at home, Doudou couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation in her heart, if she could see her, that would be great.

Feixue doesn't understand, if all this is because of her words, then why did she let her live this day, let her meet so many people, give her so many reasons to live, let her only become so selfish and cruel .

It's not the Taoist priest's fault, this is something they decided on their own, but somehow complied with God's will.Many times, Feixue didn't know whether it was the destiny that determined her fate, or whether it was her existence itself, the so-called destiny.

Looking at Xianling who looked weak because of floating in the air but was still invulnerable, Feixue turned to Qiao Liu who was determined to tear Xianling apart.

The sun reflected on the fairy silk, glowing with colorful lights. It was obviously such a beautiful scene, but because of Feixue's pulling action, a bloodstain was drawn on Qiao Liu's hand. The bright red blood was wrapped in that layer of dark breath. Healed slowly, but left an indelible mark.

Slowly standing up from the ground, Feixue looked at Qiao Liu who was a little annoyed but didn't say a word, and couldn't help stretching out her hand. At that moment, Qiao Liu dodged reflexively.

"So, do you still know what to be afraid of?" Feixue murmured with wet tears on her face, then looked at Qiao Liu's slightly raised smile with a sad face.

"Ah!" When Feixue chuckled, Qiao Liu had already brandished her soft sword and laid it on the ground, slashing vigorously at Xianling, but there was only a powerful clang, and Xianling floated beside Feixue unmoved. , became an indestructible shield.

Looking at Feixue who was standing there unmoved, Qiao Liu swung his soft sword more and more angrily, almost venting his anger there without any rules, while Feixue just watched indifferently, with such cold eyes, It made Qiao Liu feel almost insane.

"Ah! Ah!" Qiao Liu yelled and waved the soft sword in his hand. The clang of lightning and flint resounded in the woods. Only when the broken sword was flying and nailed to the tree with force did Qiao Liu pant heavily. He lowered his head and glanced at the hilt of the sword in his hand, then threw it away angrily.

The frenzied breath accompanied Qiao Liu's rush towards Feixue, but because of Xianling's relationship, Qiao Liu grabbed Xianling and pulled it, but when Feixue waved his arm, he left a lot of blood on Feixue's arm. scars.

"Ah!" The anger that was useless no matter what he did made Qiao Liu roar with his head raised, and the monster aura on his body became heavier. His face turned pale, and then he slowly clenched his hands into fists.

"Since you don't want to die as a human being, then, just reduce to ashes as a demon! This...is all your choice." Feixue looked down at the broken clothes under her feet, the wound flashed across her face for a moment, and then raised her head. At that time, the eyes looking at Qiao Liu were a little cold, as if they had never been warmed.

Feixue slowly raised her arms, and Xianling also danced slowly following her movement, which made Qiao Liu a little confused. In those unemotional eyes, the dark light reflected Feixue's Every move.

It was a dance. In ancient times, people used it to pray for God's mercy, and it was also a dance used to exorcise demons during sacrifices. Such a graceful posture, such soft movements, accompanied by the dancing of fairy silk, Qiao Liu left one after another indelible marks on her body.

Muttering something in his mouth, Feixue looked at Qiao Liu as if he was looking at a foreign creature, as indifferent as a creature that did not belong to this world. Before Qiao Liu was entangled by Xianling, he only felt a headache. Cracked, but he didn't forget to resist all kinds of things that made him unhappy.

When Xianling surrounded Qiao Liu, Feixue stood on the spot and stopped her dancing body. The beauty of her clothes fluttered, accompanied by the elegance of her blue hair. Qiao Liu, then approached slowly, stretched out his hand to lightly touch the black aura overflowing from the inside of the fairy silk, and it disappeared wherever it went.

(End of this chapter)