Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

But those stupid and ridiculous things were repeated again and again, over and over again.

She began to realize...

Malice always surrounds you.

In other words, she always unconsciously induces the evil in everyone's heart.

This is even a kind of aura that reduces intelligence, because evil overflows from her heart, so she does not consider the cost or the consequences at all, and ultimately those evil people die at her hands.

They are certainly not innocent.

But so is she.

She had blood on her hands, and perhaps some of the people she killed could have lived.

Then Huang Qixia began to think about the reason for her existence.

Even she was slow to realize that she was not a daughter sent by God, and that she was not blessed by the stars, the moon, the sun, or the earth...

What she got was disgust!

Her birth was not a beautiful fairy tale.

She doesn't exist to make the world a better place.

Instead, it appears here as the embodiment of destruction.

Destroying civilization, killing lives, devouring everything... this is the instinct and hunger engraved in her soul.

So wherever she goes, she will bring conflict and fight, and there will inevitably be bloodshed and pain.

This world... doesn't welcome her existence at all.

She is destined to bring disaster.

It has nothing to do with her will.

Existence is evil.

It was so in the past and it is so now.

So those who truly have justice in their hearts and are willing to do just things would rather dirty their hands and kill her.

Huang Qixia's eyes became dazed, and her fingertips trembled slightly.

She looked at the arrows piercing her palms, her sanity being constantly eroded, her thoughts becoming increasingly confused, and her emotions becoming increasingly difficult to control.

She couldn't help but start thinking...

Would it be better to die from an arrow?

Would it be better if I just disappeared?

So……

Can you let go?

If I insist on resisting to the end in this life which is not blessed to begin with, wouldn't it be too miserable?

Even if one struggles miserably, he still wants to live. Is it based on his will to survive, or is it because of the instinct of destruction?

Can't tell.

I really can't tell the difference.

Since I appear as a monster, I might as well be destroyed as a monster. At least I don’t have to feel such bitterness and pain.

Since I cannot live as a human being, why did you give me this human appearance and this human heart?

Huang Qixia felt extremely conflicted.

It is also extremely sad.

He is a monster, but he has the heart of a human.

Clearly having a mission, yet resisting it.

She wanted to just let go and let the dark, swirling mud swallow her up and turn her into a monster from head to toe and from heart to body.

But she was unwilling and unwilling to do so.

Because this is her only human dignity!

Although she knew that she was not human.

If she gave up right now... her existence, her life, would completely become a tool, without any meaning at all.

Huang Qixia had made up her mind from the beginning to fight the curse and instinct in her body until the last moment.

But now, she really couldn't hold it anymore.

Her heart was also broken.

After all, the whole world was looking forward to her death, and it even seemed that one could hear the heaven and earth cheering, and it was a relief.

Since all the creatures in the world despise me so much, why should I persist?

It's so empty.

Everything is nothingness.

Huang Qixia closed her eyes.

too tired.

Bearing secrets, malice, and curses all by myself, I live in fear, questioning and even denying the value of my own existence...

What a ridiculous and sad life.

I am destined not to be a hero, but only a monster.

This is fate, this is the script written by destiny itself.

Just to see her struggle.

Look how miserable she is.

Watch her in pain.

Look at her despair.

Watch her give up.

In the end, when one has nothing, the soul is completely wiped out, and one completely surrenders to instinct and returns to the origin.

By that moment, Huang Qixia no longer existed.

The hand that was holding the arrow slowly loosened, revealing the bloody bones.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Huang Qixia's mouth. She turned her cheek slightly and looked at the horizon at the end of the sky.

The glow of the sunset faded, leaving only a winding arc of light at the end.

"It's so beautiful..."

she murmured.

The world does not welcome her, does not like her, and despises her.

But she still can't help but love this world and this scenery.

She slowly closed her eyes, and in the gentle afterglow and evening breeze, she calmly accepted the arrival of the end.

If this is my fate, then...die here.

The roars and wails of curses rang in my ears.

Huang Qixia calmly waited for the demon-slaying arrow to pierce her heart.

At this time...

A figure appeared in her increasingly blurred vision, as if walking from the distant horizon, with the outline of the figure shrouded in a halo.

Warm light surrounded her from all directions, gently enveloping her.

The sharp arrows also stopped.

With the appearance of that figure, everything dangerous came to a long standstill.

Huang Qixia could no longer hear the laughter, nor could she see the distant scenery or the enemies who hated her.

All I could see was the young man at a close distance, gently holding her hand and supporting her shoulders, as if he was holding an umbrella for her in the heavy rain and holding the wet girl in his arms.

"Do not be afraid."

"I am here."

Chapter 816: The Battle of Canonization, a Fight to the Death

Above the sea of ​​clouds.

The young man gently embraced Huang Qixia's shoulders, and his two pairs of flaming wings came together to isolate all dangers behind him. An invisible force solidified the space around him, and the wind stopped and the clouds ceased.

Stepping on the sea of ​​clouds and bathing in the afterglow of the sunset, it is like a still landscape painting.

Amid the turbulent situation, Huang Qixia slightly raised her cheek. She was in the weakest state in her life at this moment. Her palm was pierced by an arrow, and her chest was bleeding. She was dressed in bright red clothes, but her black hair and beautiful face remained unchanged. On her pale face, a pair of beautiful eyes opened blankly and melancholy.

She asked blankly: "...Bai Yu?"

"it's me."

The black robe and hood on Bai Yu had been taken off, and his handsome appearance was exposed to everyone's sight.

He reached out his hand and wiped away the blood stains on Huang Qixia's cheek with his thumb.

"Why are you here..." Huang Qixia was puzzled. She knew that Bai Yu had left Daxia a long time ago, but he came back. When did he come back? And why was he wearing the same clothes as the Black Evil Archer?

Bai Yu thought about it and felt that it couldn't be explained in a few words, so he just said, "It's a long story."

This is not the right time to reminisce about the past.

He held the arrow in his hand: "It might hurt a little."

As he spoke, he pulled out the arrow with force, blood splattered on his sleeve, and took out the life potion and poured it on the wound.

White smoke floated from the hideous wound, and soon it turned back into a pair of beautiful hands, delicate and slender, with even bones and flesh.

During the whole process, Huang Qixia didn't even blink, as if she didn't feel the pain at all. She just looked at his profile with a serious look, and she could tell from his slightly frowning brows that he cared and was concerned.

The panic, emptiness and powerlessness that had originally bound her dissipated a lot, and a warm feeling spread from her hands that were being held, spreading little by little, straight to her heart.

Why is your heart beating so fast?

She involuntarily increased her strength a little and held the young man's hand.

"Don't be afraid." Bai Yu also held her hand: "I'm here and I'm not going anywhere."

But she wasn't nervous.

Huang Qixia lowered her head slightly. She had thought a lot. She had just recovered from the brink of confusion and was still in a mess.

She knew how urgent and embarrassing the situation was... She didn't die, but the enemy was still there.

She wanted to tell Bai Yu, wanted to explain everything to him clearly. Even if he left decisively after knowing the truth, she would not blame him at all.

This is the fate she has to bear. What does it have to do with Bai Yu?

The words itched in her throat and she wanted to speak them, but...

In the end she said nothing.

Why don’t you want to say it?

She had always believed that she would be able to face the outcome calmly no matter what it was, but at this moment, she found that she had lost all her composure and self-respect.

Fenghuangtai is a good place. Feng Wuwu and Feng Tongtong are all family members, but they are too weak to fight against the fate they bear, so Huang Qixia has never expected anyone to stand by her side... However, after someone really held an umbrella for her, she didn't want to be alone in the rain anymore.

For the first time, Huang Qixia felt the meanness in her heart and couldn't help but laugh at herself.

I am like a sinner in hell who has grabbed hold of a spider's silk. I know that it will break sooner or later, but I still hold on to it tightly and try to climb out of the hell.

Don't want to die.

I don't want to live alone.

Her mood was unique to her, with sentimental emotions spreading in her heart. Huang Qixia was quietly undergoing some changes.