After the Full-Level Boss is Reborn - Chapitre 191

Liu Huan closed his eyes and looked pale: “Senior Sister…”

Pourquoi, why bother, these words came to my lips, but they swallowed them one by one.

Jiyue is a bit pity: “The wine has frozen, this is your favorite fruit wine.” She changed the conversation, “Long Man, let’s go and see the sea, d'accord?”

Liu Huangu remembered the first time they met.

She followed her grandfather through the long corridor and came to the saint.

The saint was hidden behind the curtains, unable to see his face, sandalwood curled up, and all around was extremely quiet.

“Shen Zhishui’s daughter?” The saint’s voice was majestic.

She hid behind her grandfather, looked up timidly, with wet tears on her face.

The screen was gently opened, and a girl in red walked out quickly and smiled: “Long Man, est-ce?” She stretched out her hand, “Comme prévu par Jiang Suizhou, I’ll take you to see the sea.”

…

The sea is still the same.

The snowflakes fell like velvet in the sea, and gradually melted into one body with the deep blue sea.

Jiyue and Liu looked around sitting on the reef, their robes being blown up by the sea breeze.

“Quand tu étais enfant, you always liked to come here to watch the sea. Once I didn’t see you in the middle of the night. After looking for a long time, I found you here.”

Liu Huan smiled, “I grew up in Heyang, and I have never seen the sea, so I find it rare.” She paused before saying, “But that night, I was homesick.”

Jiyue nodded, “je connais, I took you to eat Heyang’s fried chestnuts the next day. You have been happy for a long time.”

Liu Huan Gu lowered his head slightly, folded his hands, cast a handful of hot fried chestnuts, “Sœur, taste it? It’s sweet.”

Jiyue peeled off her golden benevolence and fed her like she did when she was a child, “You are always like this, you like to keep things in your heart and don’t tell others. I can only guess one or two occasionally.”

Tout comme maintenant, she conjured up a handful of fried chestnuts, not to let Jiyue taste it, but to let Jiyue peel it and feed it to herself.

The chestnuts are fragrant and sweet, just smelling it makes people can’t help but smile.

Liu looked around and chewed cautiously, fearing that the taste would pass too soon, and looked very cherished.

Jiyue was immersed in peeling chestnuts, a line of tears fell, falling on the peeled nuts.

She wanted to throw away the tearful chestnut kernel, but was grasped by her wrist, Liu looked down and gently bit the nut.

Après un long moment, Liu Huangu looked up and said in a low voice, “It’s bitter.”

Ji Yue couldn’t help crying like rain, and she trembled: “Junior sister, let’s go to a place where no one knows us, and don’t care about it anymore, d'accord? Senior sister will pay you for your whole life.”

Liu Huangu wiped her tears, moving gently, “Qu'est-ce que tu racontes? You don’t owe me.”

“You always do this too,” Liu Huan sighed, “I always think that everything is perfect and I blame myself for everything. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny. How can the world be consummated. If the senior sister can treat others like this Be gentle and tolerant, just give yourself a little bit.”

Jiyue held her hand, “I will take you away and go to a place where no one is there. After these three winters and four summers, I will look at the peach blossoms after the snow.”

Liu Huangu slowly took out his hand, turned and left in silence, the purple clothes were misty, like a butterfly flying away.

Jiyue wanted to stand up, the devil’s coercion pressed down like a mountain, making her unable to move.

The sea breeze roared, and the sound of the past was like a moving ring of luxuriant rings. It was pulled and deformed by the wind, hoarse and sad, and the sound was crying blood.

And the person who turned and left didn’t even look back.

…

Pushing open the heavy door of the magic palace, the gentle breeze with flowers scented your face, as if it was spring.

Dongting was still in the posture when he left, holding a glass of wine, half leaning on the couch. The hair band was untied, and the Ufa was like a waterfall, half spread on the bed.

Entendre le son, elle a ouvert les yeux, smiling but not smiling, “Si vite?”

Liu looked around and leaned against the window as if forcefully, still staring at the direction of the sea.

The night is getting darker, the sky is dark, the sea is sobbing, and the wind is crying. Dans le passé, during Chinese New Year, the disciples of Shengrenzhuang would hang up red lanterns early, and the red cloth on the peach blossom branches would sway in the wind. Au milieu de la nuit, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky.

She didn’t like this place, but missed the smiling eyes of Sister Sister illuminated by fireworks.

Dongting asked: “Maintenant, are we counting on the New Year?” Puis, she jumped down, stepped barefoot on the carpet, and lit a candle in every corner of the room, “It should be like this for the New Year.”

This day means the end of a year, and mortals cherish their time, and every day, they will not sleep in order to wait for the dawn.

pourtant, the last thing they both need to cherish is time.

Dongting sat cross-legged under the lamp, propped his head, and asked the question that had been puzzled for a long time: “What did you say that made Huazhi take the initiative to give you strength?”

Liu Huan looked at her eyebrows, “je n'ai rien dit, she was just tired.”

Dongting toasted, “Come on for a drink? Fruit wine, your favorite.” She didn’t get a response for a while, and she smiled again: “Just as a memorial to Hua Zhi.”

Liu Huan glanced at her coldly, and Xi sat opposite.

Dongting filled her with wine, “tirant son pyjama d'un seul coup, the three of us are all the same.”

Liu Huangu: “Who is like you?”

Dongting smiled and said: “Oui, Oui, you are more ethical than me. Hua Zhi was originally a very competent demon, but unfortunately she thinks too much, the more a person knows, the more he will understand his insignificance and Ignorance, this is a very sad thing.”

Liu Huan frowned, “Qu'est-ce que tu veux dire?”

Dongting raised his glass, “Don’t you have a drink? Your senior sister brought it personally.” Without waiting for the girl to ask, she blinked and smiled and said, “I changed the altar in her hand to water. This is a secret trick. You can learn by turning over what Huazhi left behind.”

The lanterns flickered, and the big demon’s eyes were dark and blue, with a touch of cunning.

Even if Liu Huangu went out to see each other early, and the wine in Jiyue’s hand hadn’t frozen into ice, they couldn’t drink the wine together.

Liu Huan gritted his teeth, resisted the urge to tear the monster into pieces, and gently sipped the transparent drink-clear and elegant, just like in the memory. Qicheng Distillery has already closed down, and I don’t know where the senior sister got the same taste as before.

Dongting tilted his head and looked at her quietly, “I saw you for the first time in the East China Sea. You stood in the middle of the crowd, with great glory. You are smiling, but I only looked at you, and it was in your eyes. I found the same suffering and loneliness as me.”

Liu looked around: “…”

Dongting propped his head, “We are all the same people, incompatible with this world, but this is not our fault, but the world is too dirty. Your senior sisters naturally have patience and perseverance to let the world Get better slowly.”

She leaned closer, staring at the girl’s squinting eyes, “Malheureusement, you didn’t, we didn’t.”

Liu Huan gazed at the wine glass, his eyes burning, but still silent.

Dongting laughed and sat back again, “The world sings, cheating too much love is a drama, long, long, long, long, long, you have deceived the world, what kind of person do you want to be?”

Liu Huangu asked, “Et vous? What do you want to do to destroy the world?”

Dongting tapped the tabletop, “commence à former la forme des Géants, I swam from the east to the west of Yunmengze, the bright moon danced with me, and the Kunpeng of Beiming flew over, covering the entire sky. À ce moment-là, the mountains were clear and the water was quiet. It is clean. Dieux, démons, monstres, and beasts are simple and pure creatures.”

“But since there were immortals and people,” she stared at the lights, and then continued for a long time: “Everything has changed. They boast of the strengths of all things, they kill the heavens and the earth, conspiration, cupidité, désir, guerre…too arrogant, universal Below, above the earth, you and I are like mayfly, who is worthy of the master of heaven and earth?”

Liu Huan asked, “Even if you kill everyone to bury you, your Yunmengze won’t be able to return. This world belongs to the human race, and this is the general trend.”

Dongting smiled vaguely: “Things are humans, and the sky, the sun, and the moon have changed several times. I naturally know that you cannot go back to the past. I also know that you have no intention of opposing the immortal gate. Tried, tried, then I won’t regret it.”

Comme il dit, the Dongting was filled with wine again, and he raised his glass to respectfully: “Ce soir, we will be calm and have a drink together, que diriez-vous?”

Liu Huangu raised his wine glass, cold wine poured into his throat, somehow bitter tasted.

Dongting held up the scattered scrolls on the table, “I have flipped through the books these few days and found a few interesting poems.”

The light was faint, and her eyebrows were filled with tenderness like water.

She turned over the pages with the corners of the book folded and said, “I missed it for you a long time ago. Cette phrase,’Long smiles are wide, the fairy wind blows jade’, does it seem to be talking about your sisters and others? The golden platform is willing to support the jade dragon to die for the king’s, but it is a bit like Lingyang.”

“I still look at my hometown, the long road is long, is this the origin of your name?” Dongting chuckled, “It’s really not suitable, you’re obviously going all the way to death, and you will never look back. I say you It should be this sentence,’Zhongtian is a ruthless moon, it is my unrepentant heart’.”

Advisor Liu Huan: “Where’s yours?”

Dongting opened a new page, “I also have a poem, “The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.””