I was raised by the villain

Chapter 562 Snow of the Styx (39)

Gong Qian lowered her head: "Yes, I implore Grandma to hand over the sword of absolute sorrow to Si Si."

Grandma sized up Xuesi for a while, then suddenly said to Gong Qiang, "Qiang, do you still remember what I said when I handed you the Sword of Absolute Sorrow?"

Gong Qiang: "Remember. Absolute mourning refers to the direction of the ghosts. Absolute mourning and thoughts resonate with heaven and earth."

Grandma: "I once said that as long as you leave the Styx, the Absolute Sorrow Sword can't be taken out, right?"

Gong Qiang: "Yes, so before I left Styx, I returned Jueyan to you again."

Grandma: "Then do you know why I didn't let you take it out?"

Gong Qiang shook his head suspiciously: "Gong Qiang doesn't know."

Grandma sighed, then slowly said: "Because, although it is absolutely sad, it will never meet all the most sad things in this world..."

"The price your grandfather spent to create this sword is unimaginable to anyone. Of course, the power of this sword is also unmatched by any sword."

"Although it can cut off the most sorrow in the world, the way to cut it off is quite direct and brutal, that is to destroy..."

"Only destruction can cut off everything connected with the past, but the inner feelings cannot be cut off with this sword."

Grandma stood up, stretched out her right hand, and looked at Xue Si: "Girl, come here."

Xue Si looked at her for a while, then finally walked over and stood in front of Grandma.

Grandma raised her right hand, used her spiritual power to cut a small opening in her wrist, and when the first drop of blood flowed from her wrist, she immediately pulled out that drop of blood.

Grandma stared at Xuesi: "Try to control this drop of blood."

Xue Si focused her gaze on the drop of blood, held her breath, concentrated her attention, and tried to control the drop of blood.

As if sensing something, the drop of blood began to circle around Xuesi's wrist, and then rolled on Xuesi's arm very intimately, as if staying with the closest person.

Grandma saw that she was getting along very well with the blood drop, so she said, "Look at me now."

Grandma also slashed her wrist, causing a drop of blood to jump out. Then she closed her eyes and muttered something silently. Suddenly, the drop of blood continued to stretch and grow larger, turning into the shape of a sword.

Grandma took the drop of blood from Xuesi with her other hand, and let the drop of blood mix into her sword. After a while, she said to Xuesi: "You try to summon it back .”

Xue Si nodded, and summoned the drop of blood back. The drop of blood obediently separated from Grandma's sword, returned to Xue Si's wrist, and circled around her wrist.

Grandma: "I'll create a space to isolate it from here."

After finishing speaking, she tore apart time and space with her bare hands, allowing it to expand continuously, allowing Xuesi and Gong Qiang to stand in the space.

Immediately afterwards, Granny took the sword made of blood and said silently: "Where the absolute sorrow is pointing, the ghost is pointing."

"Stop mourning, let the world resonate."

"Use my blood to call your sword."

"Absolutely, now!!!"

Suddenly, the blood sword immediately emitted a very dazzling light, the entire space was covered by white light, a gust of wind suddenly rose, Xue Si immediately raised her arms to cover her eyes to resist the gust, the wind beat her body recklessly , especially when it whizzed past her ears, even she almost knelt down and surrendered for it.

Finally, when the light dissipated, Xue Si lowered her arms and saw that Grandma was holding a black and red shiny long sword in her hand. The special place is the hilt, because there is no complete hilt, but like holding a swirling black smoke, without any feeling of weight.

Grandma looked at Xuesi, and handed over the sword: "Hold it and try."

Xuesi looked at the sword, and was about to stretch out her hand when Grandma suddenly said again: "Before you take the sword, there is something you have to remember."

"Once you have summoned your own Blood of the Most Yin and inherited the Sword of Absolute Sorrow, then you will be a member of the Gong family. From then on, you will inherit the Gong family name and assume all future responsibilities in Styx."

Grandma stared at Xuesi deeply: "This sword can be used to save suffering beings, and it can also be used to destroy the world that makes you suffer."

"Are you ready?"

Xuesi looked at Granny, looked at the sword of absolute sorrow, and suddenly said: "With this sword, can I protect the person I want to protect?"

"can."

"Is it possible to save those who are in deep pain?"

"can."

"Then I am willing." Xue Si looked at Grandma with an extremely firm expression.

She thought of Silk, thought of Yi, thought of the countless wandering ghosts and dead souls, thought of the lingering wailing and crying in the endless night.

If one day, this sword can cut off all sorrows and mourning, and save their endless bloody and gloomy days.

Then what reason does she have to refuse?

From now on, she is called Xuesi, also called Gong Xuesi.

She is willing to take up this sword of sorrow that symbolizes the spirit of the underworld, and is willing to shoulder the heavy responsibility of cutting off the past and opening up a new era, standing bravely in the long river of time, and guarding the people she loves and want to protect.

Rise for love, live for death.

Even if she is no longer a member of the human race, even if she will be named a palace surname in the future, return to the Styx, look down on life and death, and be in charge of all spirits.

Be the recorder of the calmest and most indifferent life and death, and the writer of the most touching and tender fairy tales.

But she still loves and deeply loves the world that raised her up, and is willing to protect this world with the fullest affection and deepest tenderness, promise the promise that only those in the past will remember, and keep the promise of eternal life.

Perhaps in the future, no one will understand and no one will remember.

Xue Si took the Sword of Absolute Sorrow, and the drop of blood on her wrist immediately mixed into the sword, emitting a white light that belonged only to her.

Although not as radiant as when Grandma held the sword, it was dazzling enough to strengthen her belief in wanting to protect the world.

Hold the light in your hand, draw it into countless shooting stars in the night sky, let it fall in the eyes of all things in the world, and keep it in your heart.

Carve light into this dark and icy planet, waiting for the day when it will emit an incomparable and dazzling light like this moment.

But at this time, Xuesi didn't know what kind of pain and despair awaited her in the future.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

Grandma actually didn't tell her a word.

That was the last word, and it was the most important word.

Holding the absolute sorrow in your hand, you must be cut off, my love.

(End of this chapter)