Alpaca [Transmigration Book]

At that moment, the little alpaca tried its best to get close to the huge bird, but was blown by the wind blown by the wings, unable to move a few steps.

She stared blankly at the huge Qinyuan in the air, even though the distance between them was so far that she couldn't touch it, she could still feel the bottomless sorrow in those dark golden eyes.

Good and evil come from the heart, how can we cut it off with a single thought?

She knows You Yan, she understands, she knows... You Yan is not a demon, definitely not...

"You Yan!" Yi Qiu shouted that name loudly, "You are not, you are not a demon, don't listen to them, you are not!"

If You Yan is really a demon, why has he endured such loneliness and pain for 500 years, and never harmed the plants and trees in the Kunlun Mountains?

If Youyan is really a demon, why would he choose to hurt a wicked person instead of hurting an innocent person at will when he had to use the life of a mortal after many years?

If You Yan is really a demon, how could she try her best to help Luo Mingyuan from the heaven because of the momentary empathy...

There used to be such an unresolvable enmity between her and the heavens, and she was able to let go of it with a single thought of good or evil.

How could such a secluded inkstone be the demon reflected in the mirror of Chengxin?

But that little alpaca, facing everything in front of him, was so powerless.

She shouted desperately, trying desperately to wake up the giant bird whose reason had been eroded by anger, but her voice was finally drowned in the exclamations and curses from the side.

The dark red Qin Yuan waved huge wings. She was the most powerful Qin Yuan in the world, and she was born with a power that no one else could match for thousands of years.

At that moment, she hovered and hovered in the air, using her powerful and terrifying power to continuously slaughter those creatures that could be called "fragile" in front of her.

Terrible power invaded everything around like a torrential rain, but every strand of it happened to bypass the vicuna by more than an inch.

The immortals in the temple couldn't sit still.

In the name of eradicating evil spirits, they stood at the top of justice and launched a merciless offensive against the desperate Qinyuan giant bird.

Yiqiu subconsciously looked at Mushen Jumang, but she saw her staring in the distance with hesitation, and she never made a move to help anyone for a long time.

Many years ago, the goddess saved a child, but many years later, she could no longer tell the child's good from evil.

The power of talent, no matter how powerful it is, can't match so many gods.

But You Yan seems to have completely lost her mind, and has no intention of fleeing at all.

She wants to die here, she wants to end it all.

A person who is overwhelmed by despair, even if hope is in front of him, can't see a trace of light.

"You Yan! Let's go, take me away - if we leave here, everything will pass!"

Yiqiu chased the figure of the giant bird on the ground, she shouted hoarsely, but she couldn't reach the giant bird's ears with her own voice.

She saw that giant bird was constantly injured, but struggling desperately, wanting to destroy everything in front of her as if taking revenge.

But in the next second, a tawny Qinyuan rushed to the side of the giant bird.

Although thousands of years of practice have made him much bigger than humans, he is so tiny compared to that giant red bird.

But no matter how insignificant it was, at that moment, You Yan still stopped his crazy actions.

She stood still in mid-air, staring blankly at the Qinyuan in front of her eyes, her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and she unconsciously moved forward.

"You don't belong here." Naqin Yuan said coldly, in his tone, apart from indifference, he was still indifferent.

"father……"

"Get out!" Qin Yuan said, spread his wings, raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening roar.

That small demon body unexpectedly exploded with unimaginable terrifying power in that short moment, completely blocking the giant bird from the gods behind him.

The giant bird with dark red wings fell heavily to the ground, and turned back to the thin human body. A vicuna, enduring dizziness, stumbled to her side.

"You Yan, you said you would take me away..."

You Yan just stared at the mid-air, that Qin Yuan who had been hiding from her for hundreds of years, even outside this hall just now, was deliberately avoiding her.

He should keep hiding—if, he really hated her...

"Go, you come with me... If you don't take me out, I will take you out!"

The little alpaca said, gritted its teeth, dragged You Yan to its body, suddenly enlarged its figure, and ran desperately in one direction before the peripheral vision behind it faded away.

She didn't turn her head to look behind her, but she was already vaguely aware of what happened just now.

The girl covered in blood seemed to have lost all fighting spirit, and just lay on the soft back of the alpaca.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sound like an explosion behind him, and countless blocked spiritual powers chased him up like a gust of wind again.

The alpaca, which was almost exhausted, was still running hard, at a ridiculously slow speed for the fairy gods, desperately running forward.

Suddenly, she was grabbed from the ground by a huge claw, and the weightlessness of her feet off the ground made her let out a hoarse exclamation.

When Yiqiu looked up, he saw that huge Qinyuan spread its blood-stained wings again.

"I'll take you away."

This time, there was no trace of hesitation in her tone.

They have been on the run, running like crazy.

The pursuers behind him did not stop for a moment, and the gods of the heavens did not intend to let go of this demon that had been hiding in the Kunlun Mountains for more than 500 years.

On the way of desperately running away, Yiqiu couldn't count how many injuries You Yan had suffered.

She only knew that You Yan had been protecting her, even though she was covered in bruises, she didn't suffer a single iota of harm.

Finally, they escaped from Kunlun and fell into the world.

The gods of the heavens did not hesitate to set up an overwhelming spiritual search net. With Youyan's current injuries, it is impossible to hide his spiritual breath under this spiritual search net.

Just when she and her little alpaca had nowhere to escape, a new sprout grew out of the bloody and dirty slush under her feet.

You Yan quietly looked at the sprout, and finally reached out to touch it lightly after a short hesitation.

The soft light suddenly enveloped her layer by layer, and all the hostility and blood energy dissipated from her body at that moment.

Yiqiu recognized this aura, she had seen it in Chengxin Mirror.

That is the power of Jumang.

At the moment when the sprout withered and the spiritual light dissipated, there seemed to be a voice whispering in her ear--if you have kind thoughts in your heart, you can be tolerated by heaven and earth.

The wood god of the heaven, once again defying the will of the heaven, quietly protected the lost child.

Yi Qiu stared at You Yan in a daze, and couldn't help feeling a little bit of gratitude in her heart.

"You Yan, there are always people who love you in this world."

The little alpaca said softly, and slowly moved forward, cuddling with it in a very embarrassing situation in this snowy night.

After an unknown amount of time, You Yan finally came back to his senses, hugged the vicuna beside him, and cried loudly uncontrollably.

She cried for a long time, until it was dark and the tears were exhausted. Then she hoarse, hugged the little alpaca in her arms, and whispered about the past.

She said that she didn't dare to get close to the wood god, because she knew that she was no longer the child who promised the wood god that she would work hard for good.

She said that she had too many dirty thoughts in her heart, too many ugly thoughts, and she was ashamed to face the wood god who had saved her.

She said that she looked for her father for more than 400 years, and his father hid her for more than 400 years.

She knew in her heart that her father hated her to the bone, but she just wanted to hear him say a decisive word, as if otherwise, it would not be an ending.

She has been thinking, "hate" is just a word, what can't be said.

As long as he said it, she would admit it, and never had any thoughts about him again.

But in the end, she was still wrong.

Just like in that once beautiful dream, she said those words to Yiqiu.

——I killed my mother, and from then on, my father didn't talk to me much... But he has always been there to protect me, I know it...

—He hates me, but loves me too.

Where did Xiao Youyan say these words?

The dream within that dream is the last trace of self-protection left by You Yan before falling into the dream.

You Yan, who is five hundred years old, doesn't know.

You Yan, who is three thousand years old, knew it from beginning to end.

She didn't want to mention even a word about her father in her life, but she never forgot in her heart, the day of farewell, the last guardianship.

Her father never said a word of "love" to her in his life, but he avoided her for more than 400 years, and never said a word of "hate" to her.

How can it be so easy to distinguish between love and hate in this world?

You Yan always thought that her father hated her to the core, but when she was born, it was him who had countless chances to take her life but was so slow to do so.

At the moment when God's punishment came, the self-destructive demon pill inspired several times of demon power to protect her.

It was a monster that took away the love of his life in the most cruel way, but it was also the only child born to him and his love....

He hates her, but also loves her.

Before he left this world, the last word he left to his daughter was so cold, yet so hot.

As if, he just wanted to drive that child away with the most decisive and indifferent words at the last moment before leaving, so that she would stop thinking about him, his irresponsible father, even a single iota.

In the end, she looked up at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and said in a daze, "I don't belong to Kunlun, I should be killed for the heaven... He always knew, but he always hoped that I could live, contradictoryly."

"You Yan..."

"Thank you, Yiqiu... If it wasn't for you, I might have died there this time."

She said that because many years later, she re-entered the soul of this dream, and seemed to have forgotten how to face such pain alone.