Wolf Emperor Shaoyu

The strange improvement of skill has been going on for a long time, Shaoyu has been delayed by this matter and cannot get out of the customs smoothly. Naturally, he does not know that the hardship outside has been turned upside down, and Chan Qing has also been away for a long time because of the letter from Chang Nan Xing.

On this day, Shaoyu finally realized that there was no spiritual energy entering his body, and he was about to finish his work and leave the test, but he felt uneasy, and felt that something bad was about to happen.A trace of doubt flashed across Shaoyu's face, he inserted the two knives into his waist, and stood up with his hands on his legs. However, with a shake of his body, Shaoyu felt a surge of Qi and blood, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell three levels immediately.

"This...this is...a good friend!" Shaoyu was startled, she had practiced with Misamsara for hundreds of years, and only the death of the other party could cause her body to be injured.

Shaoyu only felt that her mind was blank, and her heartache made her unable to think: "How could this be? How could this be? Huh..." Slumped down on the ground, Shaoyu can only hold his head and keep talking to himself .

"The transaction is over, it's time for you to get back your belongings." A voice suddenly sounded in Shaoyu's mind.

"It's the god of death! By the way, make a deal with the god of death!" Shaoyu suddenly came to her senses, she can also make a deal with the god of death to resurrect the reincarnation, no matter what price she needs to pay, yes, she is willing to accept any price .

The same black mist as before enveloped Shaoyu, and just before she was about to disappear, a small ball of light flew from afar and entered Shaoyu's body.

This meeting with the god of death is different from the involuntary last time, Shaoyu can completely control his body and mind freely, without being disturbed by any factors.

"You're here..." Reaper's tone this time was different from the previous one, sounding a little weak.

"Reaper, I want to make a deal with you. Resurrect my fellow practitioner, you can set the conditions!" Shaoyu stared fiercely at Reaper, and something seemed to be rolling in his dark eyes.

"Huh? You still want to make a deal with me? Although I really want to agree to you, I still have to refuse..." Reaper leaned his arm on one armrest and rubbed his chin with the other hand and sighed.

When Shaoyu heard that the god of death refused to make a deal with her, he couldn't help but feel a burst of despair, his eyes were sore, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Why did you refuse? As long as you can resurrect him, I can agree to any conditions."

"Heh...Of course, if you don't mind that the person resurrected by that person's body is an evil spirit that appeared out of nowhere, I can also make a deal with you..." Death said with a vicious curl of his mouth.

Shaoyu couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he heard the words, according to the words of the god of death, the soul of his friend is no longer in his body, "Then what should I do? Tell me, what should I do!!" Shaoyu couldn't help shouting at the god of death excitedly.

"I can't..." Reaper spread his hands indifferently and said.

Even the god of death can't do it, is there really no other way... Shaoyu's heart sank to the bottom, why is she so useless, is it her fault or a fateful tragedy...

"That's the end of this topic, and the promise should be returned to you. I feel that this kind of hot potato is boring to hold it for a second." The god of death walked up to Shaoyu as he spoke, and pressed his pale fingertips against Shaoyu's. Between the foreheads, a bright white flame ignited between him and slowly melted into Shaoyu's body.

Shaoyu stood there with blank eyes and let the god of death do what she wanted. When the white flame completely melted into Shaoyu's forehead, she also lost consciousness instantly and fell to the ground.

When Shaoyu woke up again, she found that she had been reborn again. This time she had truly become an ordinary wolf. The female wolf who gave birth to her never came back after going out for food, and she was killed by a passing The old woodcutter picked it up and went home to give it to his young son as a gift.Shaoyu didn't expect to see him again, but when she saw the little boy in front of the woodcutter stretching out his hands to take her, she still couldn't help crying, stretched out her tongue and licked the boy's palm, she I swear that I will protect him in this life.

The lifespan of an ordinary wild wolf is only a dozen years, while the lifespan of ordinary people in adversity is more than 200 years. It is not a problem if they can survive for hundreds of thousands of years. There is no way to be with him forever. In 15 years, my friend has grown from a young boy to a tall and straight young man, and Shao Yu's lifespan is about to come to an end.

Finally licking his friend's palm, Shaoyu was about to leave, "Will you come back?" the young man stood at the door and asked loudly.

Shaoyu turned her head to look at the young man, then nodded, she will find strange flowers and spiritual herbs to prolong her life, and then come back to him.

Shaoyu searched for a long time, and she didn't know why the spirit grass that was clearly common in the previous life is extremely rare now.Year after year, the herb with only a little spiritual energy can only last for one or two years, so she had to keep searching until she found the elixir that would allow her to live for 200 years.

After an unknown number of years, Shaoyu finally returned to the place where his friend lived.

The red-haired young man standing at the door looking around is still the same as it was many years ago, Shaoyu walked up to the young man with strides.

"Wolf! I knew you would come back!" The young man looked at the much older wolf and said in surprise.

Shaoyu followed the young man, listening to him chattering about the past of these years, but she could only watch his figure gradually fade away until he disappeared into the air, and his voice was no longer heard in her ears.

Passing over the dilapidated and dusty house, Shaoyu saw his tomb. She squatted in front of the tomb, looking at the words on the tomb, and she lost her breath.

Life after life, meeting, parting, missing...

Wishing for it, wishing for it, she would rather they had never met before, and she would not be the only one who could not extricate herself from the deep yearning in her heart...

If time could stop, how she wished to go back to the time when they met each time, never to be separated again...

The rebirth of another life shocked Shaoyu, she actually returned to the modern age, but when she found that she could not control her body, she finally understood that this is a memory...every previous life is a memory, it belongs to the two of them In the past, she just remembered the past for unknown reasons... She couldn't change the past reality.

Exactly [-] years, the memory of the tenth life, she and her friends all died without illness, she has been heartbroken and numb, she doesn't know why this happened, is it because fate really cannot be changed?

Until the last memory emerges, it is the memory that popped up in my mind when I first met the god of death, the silent picture, and what is the previous transaction that the god of death said?

"I didn't expect that you would ask me one day..."

"Yes, I beg you!"

"Huh? You should know that you will never have any results with him, and you have to give up the present..."

"Yes, I know!"

"Well, as a deal, I want all your strength."

"can!"

"Well... then, the effective time of this spell is 1 years. Within the time limit, you will be reborn in the world where he is. As for the true soul that is the source of your power, I will use it within the time limit."

At the end of the picture, the god of death took out a white flame from her brain, and then swallowed it into her body, and she died with it.

After reading this memory, she realized that the reason for all this happened was from herself, and she was the chief culprit who caused all this. The three words "I know" that she swore at the beginning seemed so empty and pale now.If I hadn't made this deal in the first place, wouldn't there be the pain I have now?She regrets so much, regrets so much, if... if there is no such transaction... if there is no such memory... if she doesn't exist from the beginning...

Reaper stroked his chin and watched Shaoyu seem to be resisting the fusion with her own true soul, raised his hand to support her, and seemed to want to help her.

I saw two lines of blood and tears dripping from Shaoyu's eyes, Death God stretched out his finger to wipe it, and found that it couldn't be wiped off at all, these were not real tears, but imprints.

Shaoyu suddenly opened his eyes, his white hair was instantly smudged with black, and his black eyes looked at Death without emotion.

The god of death seemed to smile and said, "Are you awake?"

Shaoyu pushed away Death's hand, waved one hand, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in a black cloak, then turned and left.

The god of death did not prevent her from leaving, but looked at her back with great interest and said to himself: "Hehe... How will you and him end in the end? It's really curious..."

Going back in time, when Misamsara died, Ye Xiaomei was practicing swords within the two ages.

Halfway through practicing a set of sword skills, Ye Xiaomei felt a tightness in her chest, and then a huge ball of spiritual energy flew towards him from a distance and hit him.

Affected by such battles, the Onmyoji lost the interest in continuing to play the piano, and reached out to Ye Xiaomei's wrist.

"Huh? This skill is..." Onmyoji was taken aback, if he was not mistaken, it should be...

"It's dad." Ye Xiaomei stood up, and took out the letter Mie Samsara gave him earlier from her sleeve. Mie Samsara said at the time that if he found any abnormality in his body, he would open it and watch.

"My son, dear:

If you read this letter, it proves that my father has indeed died. Although I had a premonition of my death when I stepped into the innate, even though I have made various arrangements, I still cannot escape the disaster.Fortunately, we have left a connection between you and me in advance. After my death, all my skills will be transferred to my body, and I am very relieved to be able to leave enough opportunities for my son to save his life.In this life, I have good friends to accompany my son, and I have no regrets in dying for my father.

"Father destroys reincarnation"

The onmyoji on the side naturally also saw this suicide note, and couldn't help but sigh, Extinguishing Samsara can be called the best assistant in the evil energy realm, and his death is a great loss to the evil energy realm.

Ye Xiaomei read the letter from beginning to end several times, and he could imagine that there must be a smile on his face when he wrote the letter, so he couldn't help showing a gentle smile.

"Langhuo, why are you laughing?" Onmyoji looked at Ye Xiaomei strangely and asked.

Ye Xiaomei looked straight into the Onmyoji's eyes and said, "Because of father, since he has no regrets in this life, he must have left with a smile. And I will inherit him, and I will look into the future of the evil energy realm for him."

The onmyoji looked at the face of the young man in front of him, which seemed to overlap with the blood evil back then.

"I know, Onmyoji, you will definitely become the well-deserved master of evil in the Evil Energy Realm. I seem to be able to see the future of the Evil Energy Realm under your leadership. Therefore, I will definitely do my best to assist you!"

Xuexie, I seem to be ashamed of your expectations of me. Your son will definitely be able to see the future of the evil energy realm that you cannot see.

"Xieyun Langhuo, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?" Onmyoji looked at Ye Xiaomei and asked seriously.

Ye Xiaomei lost her mind for a moment, then knelt on the ground and knocked her head hard three times: "Disciple pays homage to Master." At this moment, he finally couldn't help seeing his own tears dripping down on the ground.

The author has something to say:

As I wrote it, the gods unfolded, and it was convenient for the hero to destroy the reincarnation... The heroine didn't look quite right either...

The entanglement between the male protagonist and the female protagonist is really bloody, but the inferior one is abused by himself when he writes it himself, huh...

It's obviously so bloody, but I just feel that it's abusive, because I'm a little bit abusive...

Hey... fellow daoists, just shoot if you want to make bricks, I can bear it...