After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn

Chapter 31 Gorefiend (2)

“What’s the price?” Yingqiu looked bleak, “what does it matter? Even if it takes my life, what does it matter?”

Huaibo sneered, “How much is your life worth?”

She rarely knows this person is pitiful when she is so sharp and mean, but the words in her mouth are more hurt than the others.

“That’s a demon, the more painful the world, the happier she will be,” Huaibo’s eyes showed disgust and hatred. “It’s ridiculous that you believed in a demon. Price,” she pointed to the Roshan on the bed. “Isn’t this the price?”

Yingqiu followed, her lips trembling slightly.

Her young lady, a little girl who is beautiful and beautiful without powder, should be carefree with a fan in the midst of the colorful butterflies and flying butterflies, her figure fluttering and dancing in the wind, and should not be like a dead thing all day long. Sitting here, apart from repeating the pain before death, I don’t know anything else.

It shouldn’t be like this.

But what can she do?

She never had a choice. From when he was abducted and sold by traffickers, was interrupted, finally met with the young lady, and suffered wars, and now. She seemed to have fallen in the abyss. She thought that she would be able to reach the end, but she found out that the pain of life is bottomless.

Every time is more unbearable.

“The sky is thinner to me.” Yingqiu choked up: “The way of heaven is not fair. I just want to protect a person. Why is this? I have worked so hard, why is it still like this?”

Huaibo looked at her silently.

Brows and eyes were cold, and there was a faint disgust and hatred on his face.

“You are too weak, so even if you are toyed with or trampled, you have no ability to resist. To be born as an ant, you must have the consciousness of an ant.”

Xiao Bai’s furry tail raised, “Don’t say that! She is pathetic enough!”

Huaibo’s wrist turned slightly, and the bamboo joints exploded. Xiao Bai trembled in fright and did not dare to speak any more.

Huaibo laughed, without the slightest smile in his eyes, “You can’t even protect yourself, and you still want to protect others. It’s ridiculous.”

Xiaobai tried to curl up into a ball, and the woman suddenly became terrible.

It’s like being poked into a sore spot.

Roshan trembled slightly, his eyes blinked, the turbidity subsided, and his black and white eyes were as clear as a spring.

“Yingqiu.” She whispered.

A few people looked back together, Yingqiu froze unbelievably on the spot. After a long time, he dared to take a step forward and asked quietly, “Miss?”

The expression is tense and the voice is soft, as if afraid to disturb a hazy dream.

Xia Ziyan tried to laugh, but the layers of flesh on her face were squeezed together, making it difficult to even speak, “It’s me.”

“Miss?” Yingqiu tremblingly touched it. The girl’s original bright face was no longer the original, and the meat under her hand was soft and greasy, but she carefully touched it, as if caressed the world’s treasure.

The grievances in Huani Village gradually dissipated, the magic circle collapsed, dark clouds piled up in the sky, and thunder was shocked.

Yingqiu is murderous, not a man or a ghost, and is destined to be punished by heaven.

Xiaobai rolled to Huaibo’s feet, “Xianchang, shall we go?”

Huaibo stood upright in the same place, still not speaking.

Xia Ziyan raised an arm strenuously, touched Yingqiu’s face, and said, “Yingqiu, shall we go to another place for a look in the future?”

Yingqiu sat on the ground with her head resting on her knees, and said softly: “Okay. I’ll take you to the beach. In fact, I secretly bought an island, prepared fishing boats and fishing gear, built a wooden house garden, Waiting for you to pass.”

Xia Ziyan smiled and said, “Okay, the sea. I watched the sea when my father was on inspection. There is a bright moon on the sea. The moon there is really bright.” She paused and asked, “It’s only more than three hundred years, the wooden house. Will it not rot?”

Yingqiu also laughed, and tears came out with a smile, “Then build another one. I made a lot of money.”

The gust of wind blew the wooden windows, and Yingqiu’s shoulders trembled. He cried and said, “Miss, it’s raining so hard, I really want to go home.”

Xia Ziyan held her, “Let’s go home together.”

Yingqiu tilted her head to look at the young lady’s face, remembering the solemn idol that she had been looking at in the ruined temple when she was young, and couldn’t help asking, “Why doesn’t God come to save us?”

Xiaobai saw tears in his eyes, but when a sky thunder struck him, he shrank in fright, “Xianzhang, Xianzhang, let’s go.”

Huaibo threw Xiaobai out the window, but he took a step forward. The green robe rose in the wind, and Cuiyu was lonely and cold.

She held her hands, her long sleeves bulged, the hunting wind was blowing under her feet, and thousands of jumbled sword auras gushed out behind her.

The sword energy rolled, and thousands of sword lights pierced the cloud like a bird, and like a shuttle like a net, cutting away the dark clouds in the sky.

“God doesn’t save you, I will save you.”

Many years ago, when she was determined to live a good life in this world, when she picked up the sword for the first time, Jianzun Gushan once asked her: “Why practice sword?”

She thought of a standard answer and said: “For Tao.”

Jian Zun closed the peak and disappeared, and asked her to go back and think about it for another three years.

She faced the black cliffs of the lonely mountain, and the flying white snow, thinking about it for three years. Think about this life, think about the past life, think about the destiny that has been written in the book.

Three years later, Jian Zun asked her again, and she said: “It’s my heart.”

Jian Zun asked again: “Why does the sword move?”

She said: “Injustice.”

Later, she became the first sword repairman to divide the mountains and the sea, had friends and teachers who wanted to protect, became famous, and fell into the dust. Gain and loss, laughter and sadness, this world is no longer a foreign land to her. The people who are alive in this world are far from being a vague symbol in the book.

She remembered her vow not to hold the sword easily, and she also remembered that she once said that the sword screamed according to her heart.

Yingqiu looked over blankly, the woman surrounded by sword aura had a cold expression, and there were many interlaced sword marks on the ground where her feet were stepping, densely like intertwined spider webs. She held her hand and, with one person’s strength, blocked the punishment for them.

After a quarter of an hour, the wind stopped and the clouds disappeared.

Huaibo’s face was pale, and he raised his hand and gently wiped the blood stains spilling from the corner of his mouth, “You guys, go home.”

Yingqiu clenched her hand, and slowly released it, “You, you…” Her eyes were full of tears, she didn’t know what to say for a while, choked up for a long time, and then whispered: “Why do you want to save us?”

Huaibo didn’t know what he thought of, and his lips twitched very lightly. “Someone once told me that one day I will fall into the cold night like her, struggling in hopelessness, and finally become like her. Out-of-pocket devil, the more painful the world, the happier I will be. But she was wrong.”

“Not everyone who is caught in the cold night wants to merge with the night. I, and the sword in my hand, will never change.” With a wave of her sleeves, the two bodies of more than 300 years turned into dust and mud. , Two young girls appeared in the dust.

They knelt down three heads towards Huaibo, and then went away holding hands, not knowing whether they were going to Huangquan or the beach.

Huai Bai quietly looked at the back of them leaving, a flash of water suddenly flashed in his eyes.

“Master!”

Huaibo turned around. The child didn’t know when he ran down the mountain. He looked at her panting and worried.

“Didn’t you let you stay on the mountain?”

Peiyu stepped forward and held Huaibo’s cold hand, “I’m worried about you.”

Huaibo didn’t say anything, but bent down, pressed his forehead against the child’s forehead, and closed his eyes.

For some reason, Peiyu suddenly remembered the words Xia Ziyan had said, and her face burned immediately.

She thought to herself three hundred years ago… it should have been unsuccessful.