Rescue Little White Flower

Step by step, it was only a few meters away, but Shen Qingwei staggered and fell to the ground several times before walking to Zhao Xingyue's side.

Dark clouds rolled and thunder surging. In this moon mirror, there was no complete place except for the Temple of Stars and Moon.

There was fire everywhere, and coke everywhere. Zhao Xingyue lay on her back on the ground. After transforming from a snake into a human shape, she could not find a good place.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Shen Qingwei, she frowned involuntarily, "Go back to the temple, the moon mirror has the effect of sheltering the owner, and Tianlei dare not hurt you."

"No—I won't go back—"

"Don't talk nonsense, under the thunder, you will die."

"What about you?!" Shen Qingwei yelled, "Will you not die? Wouldn't you be frightened? Why do you give me the Moonlight Mirror? Why..."

"Why are you so selfish!"

Zhao Xingyue was stunned, but felt drops of hot and humid liquid falling on her lips.

The salty and bitter liquid entered between her lips and teeth, making her heart sore.

She opened her mouth: "I won't..."

Will not die, or will not die.

She didn't say the following words, she was still suppressed by her after all.

Because she didn't know either.

She is an immortal, but it doesn't mean that she has escaped the catastrophe. She arbitrarily killed the two brothers of Mozun, which was tampering with the destiny.

But the only thing she knew was that she didn't want Shen Qingwei to die.

Countless memories are like the tides, and it seems that thousands of years ago, the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother and other immortals jointly appealed to the Heavenly Dao and tried her to combine with a woman and violate the rules of the sky.

"Xingyue God, you are vainly trying to disturb yin and yang and unite with a woman, do you know your sins?"

"I'm not guilty, what's the guilt?"

"God," she heard the woman ask softly in her ear: "Are we going to die?"

Can.

At that time, Zhao Xingyue knew that this was her disaster.

Regardless of whether she fell in love with Shen Qingwei, who was transformed by her moonlight, there was something she couldn't escape from in her life.

Just as the two races that were once prosperous were submerged in the torrent of time after the dragon and phoenix wars, as the last protoss, even if it lived the same life as heaven and earth, it would eventually be eliminated.

It's just that Shen Qingwei happened to be that opportunity.

Of course, it's not that she doesn't have a way to survive. If she abandons Shen Qingwei, perhaps God will give her several thousand years of grace.

But what is the meaning of a life like that?

She has experienced love, hatred, lost, and gained, and she never wants to return to the days when her heart was as peaceful as water, she had everything but nothing.

She is not afraid of not having it, but she is afraid of losing it after gaining it.

So she asked: "Are you afraid of death?"

Even after thousands of years, the appearance of the woman who once leaned in her arms is still clear: "Don't be afraid, as long as you can be with Ayue, you won't regret nine deaths."

Those pure and childish eyes were filled with dependence and trust in her.

She failed her.

...

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes. I'm sure. She is the Qingwei under the moon, with a low cultivation base. If it weren't for me, she should have been an ordinary immortal, living happily, instead of being transformed. By the end of a century, I will accompany me in all form and spirit."

"How do you know that she doesn't want to accompany you?"

"It's not that she doesn't want it, but I don't want it."

"Ayue——"

The monarch closed his eyes and said what was in his heart, "How cruel you are."

The two of them have been together for several years and are colleagues and friends.

One person is in charge of the reflection of the gods, and the other is in charge of the six reincarnations. The man can not see clearly the path of his friends' feelings.

One is the Xingyue God Sovereign who is in charge of the reflection of the gods and takes Xingyue as the base of mana, and the other is in the mirror in the middle of the moon, the only little demon who becomes a fairy in the mirror in the middle of the moon, the person who has the deepest connection with Zhao Xingyue in the world .

He looked at the God of Xingyue, who had always been happy, angry and invisible, holding the moon mirror happily, and showed him the sage Wei grass——

"Quick look, look at me, in the mirror of this month, there are also creatures about to transform."

He had also seen God Lord Star and Moon. After leading the transformation, the ignorant girl came to visit his mansion. He just ridiculed, and she coughed non-stop to signal not to bully her.

"Qingwei is still young, don't lead me to bad things."

I have also seen the aloft Star Moon God Lord, gently bowing her head, letting a triumphant girl smile, pin a small pink flower in her elegant hair.

"It's a nonsense, I just spoil you too much." He used a blaming tone, but his eyes were full of indulgent smiles.

He knows how much Zhao Xingyue likes Shen Qingwei, and the relationship between them cannot be summed up in the word love.

Shen Qingwei is the only creature in her Moonlight Mirror that has successfully transformed. It is the only contact left by the God Realm to her after all the gods have died.

The Moon in the Mirror is her natal magic weapon and her flesh and blood. Shen Qingwei, born from the Moon in the Mirror, is also a part of her body. From a certain perspective, it is not an exaggeration to call it a half body.

For Shen Qingwei, the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Zhao Xingyue, the person who raised her up was Zhao Xingyue, and Zhao Xingyue was also the star-moon **** who was so cold to her.

Even if she knows that love between a girl and a girl is not allowed between heaven and earth, she still keeps moths to the fire, and even if there is no place to bury her, she still wants to be with each other.

Zhao Xingyue and Fujun talked about her catastrophe very early.

Perhaps many people are afraid of death and fear of reincarnation, but these two are by no means included.

Neither of them knows how long they have lived. The monarch is younger. He was born with the Six Paths. When he had the spirit and wisdom, the dragon and the phoenix had disappeared, and the gods were mostly perished. Only a few gods were left. Years later, he died gradually, until his friend, the God of Xingyue, remained. The age of Zhao Xingyue’s life is even more uncountable. No one knows her age except for herself. Based on the reflection of the gods she controls, everyone guesses that even in the gods, her status and status I'm afraid it is impossible to go low.

So Fujun never thought that Zhao Xingyue would come to him and beg him to help her keep Shen Qingwei's life.

He did not understand.

He knows that the two lives agree, he knows that Zhao Xingyue never fears death, but why...

He remembered that when he asked this question, Zhao Xingyue was silent for a long time, and then smiled softly, with loneliness and nostalgia in his smile.

"I know Qing Wei loves me, and I believe she loves me, but she is too young."

"... She has never seen the sun, moon, mountains and rivers I have ever seen. She has no way to try the cold and warm feelings I have encountered. In her life, except for me, it is like a blank sheet of paper, nothing, clean and terrible. ."

"In the past hundred years, I have kept her by my side selfishly and selfishly. I always thought that the time was still long. I always have the opportunity to take her through the path I walked, to see the scenery I have seen, and to do what I have done. If something happens, I will be by her side... But who knows, this day has come so fast, so anxious, so unprepared."

"I love her, but I don't just love her."

...

"Why are you so selfish..."

The warm liquid fell on her face drop by drop, deep into the fleshy wound, not high in temperature, but terribly hot like magma.

Is it selfish?

Maybe.

Zhao Xingyue stared at Shen Qingwei, her eyes dry, but she couldn't bear to blink.

She didn't even have the strength to speak.

To be able to live and see Shen Qingwei again, it was already a great relief to her.

When she asked Fujun to keep Shen Qingwei alive, she never thought that she would survive.

Now that the sky thunder, which had been late for thousands of years, finally hit her head, she didn't feel regret or sadness, at most...just at most, with a little regret.

She wanted to kiss Shen Qingwei, but she had no strength.

I wanted to take another look at the shy Migrass back then, but there was no chance again.

She still remembered the surprise when she discovered that there were creatures in the mirror in the moon, and she still remembered the girl who was in her first form, and she looked up at her attachment at the first glance, and remembered...

She still remembers many things.

Now she just wants to take another look at Shen Qingwei, even if Shen Qingwei after reincarnation is not similar to her original eyebrows, but as long as it is her.

What she sees is always the same.

"I want revenge, but I want you even more. Have you already thought about doing this? Zhao Xingyue, don't you know, I would rather never avenge my revenge, and want to be with you, you It is much more important than everything in this world."

"Have you ever thought about me, have you ever thought about whether I am willing to use your sacrifice to avenge this revenge, have you thought about me?"

"Do you love Shen Qingwei or Shen Qingwei's reincarnation..."

The corners of Zhao Xingyue's lips flopped helplessly. Fortunately, although Shen Qingwei was sad, she did not forget to inject the spiritual power from her body into her body.

The last sky thunder did not fall, and her body gradually gained some strength.

She raised her hand and stroked Shen Qingwei's eyebrows, "It's you, it's all you, the one I love... It has always been you."

"Regardless of past life, regardless of current life..."

Regardless of past life, regardless of current life.

As long as this person is Shen Qingwei, no matter what Shen Qingwei she looks like, she will like her.

Or in other words, no matter how Shen Qingwei is reincarnated, she always looks like she likes it.

They are like two semicircles. Regardless of the outer shell, the inside will always be two semicircles that will fit incomparably as long as they are put together.

Every time she meets, she will fall in love with Shen Qingwei, just as every time she meets, Shen Qingwei will fall in love with herself.

There is no reason to tell.

Love doesn't need a reason.

"Shen Qingwei is you, you are in the previous life, and you are also in this life."

She chuckled lightly, "It hasn't changed from generation to generation."

Shen Qingwei was crying and trembled all over, her chest was torn apart as if by someone. After fusing the moon mirror, this piece of heaven and earth became the source of her spiritual power, but it was not enough, not enough!

Zhao Xingyue's body seemed to have turned into a bottomless pit, or a sieve. Aura poured into her body, but overflowed from her pores, unable to hold it at all.

She can only continuously inject spiritual power and prop up an illusory illusion.

But both of them knew that this illusion could break at any time.

The broken hand grabbed her collar, Shen Qingwei closed her eyes and let her lips fall on her own.

Toss and turn, lick.

It was a kiss that couldn't be more soft, as if each other were porcelain, and it would shatter with a touch.

Just taste it.

The woman let go of her, met her eyes, and suddenly laughed softly.

"I love you."

Shen Qingwei heard no sound.

Because when she spoke, the last sky thunder that did not fall, finally smashed at the two with a powerful force.

Thunder and lightning rushed into the body, the flesh was burned, the muscles and veins were torn, and even the soul seemed to be burned on the fire.

Her expression is unprecedentedly calm.

As if all the tears had been drained, she lowered her head and gently kissed Zhao Xingyue's lips.