Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 211

Whether it's a fairy, a demon, or an elf, Shura, or ghost clan, she will become a container, a container that stores the power of all parties, and when the catastrophe comes, she will use these powers to sacrifice.

It sounds a bit tragic, and it is indeed sad.

It really hurts.

Tears covered her face at some point, and she curled up on the stone bed below her in embarrassment, her fingernails dug out fingerprints one by one, until the blood was dripping, she finally couldn't help crying out.

"Why is it so painful?" She cried and laughed, trying to pretend to be relaxed and calm, but it was far-fetched and difficult to do.

She was the only one suffering in the empty surroundings. She couldn't bear it several times, so she tied herself up with a rope, and cried again with tears streaming down her face.

"Master, Tao'er hurts, Tao'er hurts so much"

She began to become delirious, and hallucinations appeared in front of her eyes, but in the blink of an eye, the man in white standing over there disappeared.

She panicked and felt uneasy, but there was nothing she could do.

"It hurts." Her voice was already hoarse from crying, and she began to feel lucky that she had set up an enchantment, otherwise, she might have scared many frightened birds away with her howling ghosts and howling wolves.

If you feel so uncomfortable, don't let others be as frightened as you are.

She thought this way, but she kept choking up, feeling wronged, painful, sad, and fragile. Gradually, she could only use memories to numb herself.

She didn't think about it specifically, but it was like a series of untidy pictures, sometimes passing by Master, sometimes Ah Mu, and even Cancan, she thought of it.

I don't know when she will be able to ascend, I don't know if I can wait for her to ascend, I don't know if she will be sad after death, I don't know if she can realize the wish of being one person and never being apart.

do not know.
She still has a lot of things and people she wants to see with her own eyes, and she doesn't want to die for the sake of the world.

But the people she cares about also belong to the common people in the world. If she acts willfully and doesn't care about it, and the common people in the world are gone, then the people she cares about will also disappear. She doesn't want to, and she doesn't want to, so the ending is already doomed.

This process was very long. In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to self-mutilate, but an invisible force fell from the sky and restrained her, making her unable to wish for death. She could only be crushed by that little bit of your bones, and then reshaped The feeling of tormented madness.

Passed out several times, but was forced to wake up by more painful feelings. She cried so much that her tears were gone, blood flowed out, and her fair skin was bruised all over by her own injuries. She even thought about biting her tongue to commit suicide, but was I let go of my strength.

The desperation to the point where even death is an extravagant expectation can't be easily described in words. When the sun rises and the moon rises outside, the moon sets and the sun rises, I don't know how many days passed, and she finally walked out of the cave.

Pale complexion, stumbling steps, but all the scars on his body have been repaired and healed, and even his skin has become whiter, and it looks a little translucent and glowing under the sunlight, as if he is not a real person.

"It's dazzling." It's just that her voice was still a little hoarse, but when she looked up at the unglamorous sun, tears filled her eyes instantly and fell from her petite face.

There is still a peach blossom mark between her eyebrows, but compared to the light pink color before, this one is so bright that if you don't look closely, you can easily mistake it for a plum blossom blooming in the snow.

(End of this chapter)