Someone always hinders my strategy

Before Wan Yan opened his eyes, he thought it was raining.

But he could feel something was wrong, the liquid more viscous than rain dripped onto his face drop by drop, exuding a strong smell.

is blood.

He opened his eyes, and it was a beautiful woman supporting him. To be honest, he had never seen such a face even after living so many lives. But with a piece of incomplete beauty, like a banished fairy falling into the mortal world, stained with mud and blood.

If you really want to find a comparable person from his memory, it must be Zhen Ai who I met in the last life, the snow-white hair, and the appearance that has removed the sense of disobedience, it is actually comparable The woman in front of her was even better.

Walking out of the daze, Wan Yan realized something was wrong, it was... too hot here.

"My son Qinghe...it's great that you're fine." The woman's voice sounded, and Wan Yao realized belatedly that this was her mother in this life.

When he first came to this world, he did not expect such a scene.

"Mother... dear?" He opened his mouth and made a childish voice, only then did he realize that he had turned into a child again.

Hearing Wanjiao's mother-in-law, the woman suddenly laughed, with tears in her eyes: "It's so good... I never thought that I could see your soul fully at the last moment, my mother."

She gently stroked Wan Yao's cheek, and because of the blood on her hands, there were blood marks left on Wan Yao's face. She wanted to wipe it off, but she could only wipe more and more, and finally she could only give up and said: " Forget it, I can hear you call me mother, and I will feel no regrets for my mother's death."

"No!" Wan Yao grabbed her hand subconsciously. The figure of the woman in front of her seemed to coincide with countless figures from thousands of years ago, and it was finally covered into a concept.

--Mother.

There is no doubt that she is filled with something called maternal love.

However, the woman shook her head: "You don't have much time to be a mother, Qinghe, just listen, your soul was not complete a few years ago, your father and I have always raised you as a daughter, and those people don't even know your identity." , and you have recovered your male body, don’t ask who your enemy is, just live a good life.”

Wan Yao wanted to say something, but the woman didn't let him speak, she just told him about the funeral: "Before this, your soul has been wandering out of the sky, and this matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have anything to do, don't go into it."

"Although mother hopes that you will live this life as an ordinary person, it is just that you are born with a sword body. If you don't practice, you can't live for a few years. After a while, the world will forget my family, so you go to Lingtianzong, where there is the most powerful sword in the cultivation world. Good swordsman, there will be the most suitable place for you."

"Before that, you must take good care of yourself. Don't trust others. You can have one or two friends who entrust you with sincerity. But if your friends betray you, don't be too sad. If you want to come to them, they have something to hide. You don't have to forgive them, but don't hurt them." Own……"

The woman suddenly cried: "I want to talk to you a lot, I want to give you all the clothes I made for you from childhood to adulthood, I am afraid that you will be hot in summer, or that you will be cold in winter, and that you will not be able to eat. You are bullied because you are not strong enough, I am afraid that you will be jealous and deceived in the future, but I really don't have time..."

"I really want, I really want to hear you call me mother a few more times, but I don't even have the time like this."

As if his heart had been touched, Wan Yao couldn't help but shed tears: "Mother..." He grasped the woman's hand tightly, as if trying to keep her.

However, the woman closed her eyes and put away all her fragile emotions: "Qinghe, forgive me for my last weakness, now, close your eyes."

Wan Yao opened his eyes wide, for fear that if he closed them, the woman would disappear from his sight.

The woman gave a wry smile, and covered his eyes with her hands: "Silly boy, why would my mother want you to see my unbearable side? After all, my mother is a woman, so I hope that the side of me that stays in your memory is most beautiful."

Then Wan Yao suddenly lost consciousness, and the world fell into darkness.

Looking at the son who disappeared in front of her, the woman stood up with strength, and looked at the enemy who broke into the door, she smiled bitterly: "Husband, Wan'er is here to accompany you."

"Bang—" A burst of intense light enveloped the entire mansion, and in the end, only a pothole was left.

However, the person who came was just a little embarrassed, and frowned: "It blew itself up, it seems that the things are not in the mansion." Then he ordered the people behind him with a little anger, "Dig the ground three feet, and give me some Find something for me!"

Wan Yao felt that he was in a turbulence, but there was a warm force protecting him all the time. He tried hard to stay awake, but finally fell into a deep sleep.

A memory, like a scroll, appeared in his mind.

It was a shocking ray of light, as if piercing through everything, everywhere, he saw himself wearing a dark green robe, standing on the top of a high mountain, with an indifferent expression, as if nothing in the world could enter his eyes, and then, that " "Myself" actually looked over at him.

"Wan Qinghe." When he heard "myself" shouting to himself like this, I suddenly felt weird, it was obviously just a memory, why could "myself" see him?

"It's a very interesting name. It inherits Wanqing and Wanhe, but it has a completely different personality from mine."

Wan Yao looked at the person in front of him who had exactly the same face as him talking to him with an empty expression that he would never have, which made him want to retort: ​​"My name is Wan Yao."

"But you recognized the name Wan Qinghe, didn't you?" Wan Qing's voice was unwavering, and he forced a question into an affirmative sentence, "If no one calls you Wan Jiang, then the name is meaningless. You are Wanqinghe."

Wan Yao subconsciously grasped his clothes tightly, obviously the person in front of him was himself, but it brought him a kind of pressure.

Or rather, fear.

It's not that you're afraid of this person, but you're afraid that you will become this person.

Heartless and ruthless, too scary and too desolate.

"What happened?" His voice was a little dry, "Why did you become like this?" He was obviously a normal person in the previous few memories, but the person in front of him couldn't be called a human anymore. Could it be that he became a fairy? Will it be like this?Then what kind of immortal are you still cultivating?

"You want to know?" Wan Qing suddenly approached him, "Do you really... have the courage to know?"

Wan Yan frowned: "Why don't you dare?"

"That's a memory we dare not touch." Wan Qing turned around, "That's why I appear here."

Wan Yao lowered her eyes: "That's my reward, I want to see it."

Wan Qing took a deep look at him: "You are really different from me." Then she flicked her dark green robe, and the scene in front of her changed drastically.

"Why did you leave me?" He stared at a snow-white figure and asked bitterly, but only a back figure responded to him, which was not reflected in his empty eyes, but reflected in his heart, Wan Qing could only murmur I said to myself, "Really... can't go back to the past?"

"Xunian, run!" The blow of the ancient sky demon was so terrifying, I saw the thick black mist drowning the old friends.

"It was you... who betrayed me... Wen Yuan!" The sword piercing through the ribs was so cold that the last friend also left him.

"Ai Ai, can't you see me again?" In front of the gate of Qingqiu Kingdom, countless indifferent eyes looked at him in a panic, but no one opened the closed door.

Only an old voice was heard saying: "Heavenly demons have come out, troubled times will begin, my Qingqiu country has been closed for a hundred years, and no outsiders are seen."

"Master, Wan Qing is incompetent!" He threw himself into the old man's arms, crying like a child, not noticing the sad and helpless eyes of the old man.

"If you want to practice this method, you should cut off the seven emotions and six desires. After that, you will have no desires, no thoughts, no birth, no death, no one can stop you, and no one will accompany you...Even so, do you still want to learn?"

Wan Qing gave a bleak smile: "Even if you don't learn, you don't have anyone to accompany you. If that's the case, it's better to learn. You can also avenge your friends and restore peace to Hongli mainland."

Then Wan Yao felt the feeling of being deprived of his feelings a little bit. The fear seemed empty and unfathomable, and it gradually expanded as time went by. In the end, even the feeling of fear disappeared.

He saw Wan Qing refining the magic sealing pestle again and sealing the ancient heavenly demon. Not long after, the gate of the demon world opened. Wan Qing turned the tide and refined seven magic sealing beads to seal the door. Also reopened.

Opened for his No.1 Righteous Path.

He saw Zhen Ai walking out from the crowd's attention, but there was no disturbance in his heart, only a corner of his childhood memory was turned over.

"Little fox, why do you always follow me?" He was still a teenager with his eyes covered with a white cloth, and there were dimples on his cheeks when he smiled, "I can't see you now, but I still remember you The fur is as white as snow in the sky, my mother's surname is Zhen, how about calling you Zhen Ai?"

"If you don't speak, you will accept it. Oh, how can you speak..." Thinking of this, the young man frowned in distress.

Then he heard a little "squeak" and laughed again.

"Then it's decided, Zhen Ai, um, it's a bit weird, I'll call you Ai Ai."

Wan Qing closed her eyes, a little emotion seemed to emerge from those empty eyes, and finally turned into nothingness: "Zhen Ai."

The figure paused, and then you saw that person forced a smile and asked, "Don't you call me Ai Ai?"

"Since you are ruthless, why should you be so intimate." Wan Qing lowered her eyes, she clearly said cruel words, but her heart was extremely calm.

Zhen Ai stepped forward and asked: "Could it be that you blame me for not coming out to see you that day?"

Wan Qing shook her head, how could he blame such feelings?

"I only found out later... I wasn't there that day." Zhen Ai still wanted to explain, but she stopped speaking under Wan Qing's cold eyes.

"so what?"

Zhen Ai suddenly didn't know what to say.

The person in front of him was no longer the Wan Qing he knew, the person in front of him was just a shell.But before Wan Qing became like this, he didn't show up when he was needed the most, so everything he has planted now is the result of his planting.

He clearly knew that Wan Qing lost everything at that time, and he knew how helpless he was at that time, but he chose to stand on the sidelines. He wanted to test the relationship between himself and Wan Qing, but in the end he lost everything.

Only now did I realize that the so-called testing of feelings was just an excuse for his momentary hesitation.

"I'm leaving." Wan Qing looked at him, but the previous tenderness was gone in her eyes, "There is no need to come here anymore."

Wan Qing turned around, but did not see Zhen Ai's tears of regret and determined eyes behind her.

The last memory ended in a radiant sky thunder, ninety-nine 81 sky thunders, the first [-] sky thunders were easily blocked by Wan Qing, but he did not block the last one.

Since there is nothing to love in life, why do you want to live?If you don't return to reincarnation, everything will return to zero.

The author has something to say:

I played with the memories of memories, isn't it trendy?

The things in the previous life here are almost the same, and the details should be made up in the memory in the future. Simply put, the little dwarf left Wanqing when Wanqing needed him most in the previous life. It's just that the two met each other just when they needed companionship the most, and then mistook this dependence for love.

However, the little dwarf realized it, but Wan Qing didn't realize that the real ferment of feelings is after the parting, so I will write this paragraph later-. -