"After the death of Hongyi Xianjun Qinghe Goddess, you went to Changya Xianzun for revenge, but you lost. At that time, why didn’t you choose double suicide but live to get into Chongyang domain and Hua Chudi Daolv?"
Hongyi Xianjun leng leng like didn’t expect Zong Yue to ask.
Zong Yue is slow. "Even if you can get revenge in the future, Qinghe Goddess will be dead long ago."
Hongyi Xianjun was silent for a long time. "Where did you know this?"
"It doesn’t matter where I know." Zong Yue’s eyes are smiling but his eyes are getting colder and colder. "The important thing is that I finally know one thing."
After Xie died, she didn’t choose to die, but chose to live beside the person she hated the most.
It turned out that there was as dirty blood in her body as Hong Yi Xian Jun.
"Hongyi Xianjun" Zong Yue methodically pulled out a sword and pointed it at Hongyi Xianjun and said, "You shouldn’t live."
Looking forward to the door, James Zhang endured death and treated Dugan for a moment; I smile from the horizontal knife to the sky, leaving two Kunlun mountains of liver and gallbladder [note 1]
But die clean, why live dirty?
The tip of her sword points from Hongyi Xianjun’s chest to his throat. She will struggle and flee, and she will be desperate to hurt her, but without Hongyi Xianjun, she is silently there.
"You don’t resist because of my face similar to Qinghe Goddess?" Zong Yue sneered that most of the convenience in her life came from her face, which made her love and hate this face. "You subconsciously think that I am the daughter of you and Qinghe Goddess, but unfortunately I am not."
She is just a poor peasant woman’s daughter whom he forced.
"No" Hongyi Xianjun finally interrupted her words.
He looked down at Zong Yue and said, "I once thought how can I count as an heir in this world except me and Qinghe children? But when I knew your life story, I finally knew that my white daughter was a daughter and who was the heir?"
Blood ties are never easy to change.
He really thinks of Zong Yue as a daughter and wants her to be good, but if he has to say that Zong Yue’s face is as simple as Qinghe, he doesn’t believe it himself.
"But the empress is right. I should have died."
When stepping out of the temple gate, there was a heavy snow outside. Yuanjia was already waiting outside, and he was followed by several fairy officials. Some pieces of snow fell on his shoulders.
"There shouldn’t be four seasons in Chongyang," Zong Yue said.
Every time she is sad, it is snowing in Chongyang domain.
Yuanjia smiled and said, "Empress forgot that Chongyang domain has been renamed Wenhan."
Zong Yue couldn’t help but smile "I forgot"
She walked slowly in front, Yuanjia followed behind him, and the fairy officer didn’t follow.
The shoes creaked when they stepped in the snow.
Zong Yue said flatly, "I have no feelings for him, but I hesitated for a moment when I killed him."
Yuanjia knew who she meant by "he" and answered, "It’s normal. Empress may not know that I have killed many people in my life, but I hesitated before killing everyone."
His tone is humorous. Zong Yue couldn’t help turning to look him in the eye. "Really?"
She’s heard a lot about him killing people, chopping off people’s heads, even though he can’t count himself, but he hesitates before killing everyone?
Yuanjia smiled as if she had expected that Zong Yue would turn around and ask him so. He said briskly, "I lied to the empress to make her happy."
Zong Yue was really pleased by him for a moment, but that joy was quickly washed away by reality.
She turned and walked on, saying, "I have given you all I can. If you want more, you can grab it by yourself."
He shouldn’t be content to condescend to her
She almost shows that Yuanjia still doesn’t understand anything.
He smiled. "The empress has given me enough."
Maybe, maybe now he will feel more, but what about the future?
People’s greed is always satisfied.
In the spring, I went to Zong Yue, Qiu Lai, and I can’t count how many years have passed. Besides commanding and supervising the progress of the ladder, she kept herself in her room almost all day.
She needs to practice herself to prepare for future battles.
On this day, the celestial world finally explored almost all the roads leading to the world where they lived and told Zong Yue.
Knowing this news, Zong Yue took Yuanjia to the boundary of Hanazono Sakura where she was born.
Every big world has three thousand middle worlds, and every middle world has three thousand small worlds.
It’s amazing to find it so quickly.
Whenever the monks in the boundary are restrained from going to the boundary repair meeting, they are no exception, but just being suppressed is enough to deal with Zong Yue and want to deal with that person
Zong Yue pointed to the young and beautiful woman who was washing clothes by the river and said to Yuanjia, "She is the woman who gave birth to me."
She doesn’t have the word "mother"
She almost said in a cold tone, "She and her husband’s childhood friends were killed by Hongyi Xianjun before they got married. It was too late when she found out that she was pregnant with me. She married her with strange eyes in the village, but she still couldn’t accept her method of accepting her infidelity and accepting her betrayal of her lover-even if it wasn’t for her intention, so after I was born, she put me in a basin downstream and in the cold winter, butch and leopard might have died in the mouth of a beast if Master hadn’t picked me up."
Yuanjia doesn’t know how to comfort her, and she knows that she didn’t say this to comfort him and realize that she took him with her.
Zong Yue looked at him and said flatly, "Yuanjia, you are a smart person. You should have guessed what I want you to do."
The woman in the distance struggled to leave with the washbasin in her arms.
Gradually, the setting sun pulled her figure into a very thin line.
I guess, but then what?
Yuanjia looked at her and was silent for a long time until Zong Yue felt that the sun was about to set before he smiled slightly and said, "Since it is the will of the empress, it will be done naturally."
He disappeared in the direction where the woman left just now with a sword in his hand.
Zong Yue looked at his back and couldn’t say whether he was reluctant or relieved.
She summoned the godhead and stared at the thick black face to see that the golden light was eroded by the black fog for the most part, but she still poured out the light golden light through the black fog.
Zong Yue sarcastically said, "You are really disappointing."
I don’t know how long it took Yuanjia to finally get back. It was already dark.
Zong Yue turned around and she was still the indifferent and invisible empress of the celestial world.
Yuanjia saluted "Empress" when she saw her.
Zong Yue: "Is everything done?"
"Done"
Zong Yue noticed that his sword was put away.