Meng 49 sword

Chapter 253

Ji Yuetang looked at Qu Ping in front of him, and it was the first time he saw such a painful sad expression on his face.

Has even the carefree Qu Ping become like this?

Ji Yuetang couldn't help covering the downward position of her heart, and asked, "Big summer is about to fall, are you unhappy?"

But Qu Ping interpreted his words as guilty conscience, and further questioned: "Don't talk about him, who is Meng Qiqi? He is not the reincarnation of Yao Guang at all, but why does he smell like a monster! "

The voice fell, and the rain became heavier.

The rain wet Qu Ping's clothes, but he didn't respond, just staring at Ji Yuetang.He suddenly remembered the scene of reuniting with Ji Yuetang. After Yao Guang ruled the world, he and his companions hid in the secret region of the Middle East, afraid of being discovered by the monks, and they were in constant fear.

Until one day, Ji Yuetang, who was supposed to be dead, suddenly appeared in front of them and led them out of the secret realm.

He could never forget Ji Yuetang's smile when he stretched out his hand to him, it was the only ray of light in the dark secret realm.

This is his boss, it is he who gave them a new life and redeemed all peoples.

How could he have a problem?

But the more he didn't want to think about it, the more he couldn't help thinking about it. Countless memories almost burst his head, and those doubts that he had ignored in the past also surfaced.

The boss used to be such a simple and kind person, how could he become such a crazy and bloodthirsty person now?

He once hoped so much that there would be no more fighting in this world, and how much effort he spent to save Yao Guang.

Qu Ping stared at Ji Yuetang, his eyes were red, and tears welled up in his eyes, "Boss, can you tell me? I promise I won't bother you anymore, tell me...all this is fake, in the Yinshan secret realm The dead body is not yours, is it?"

Hearing this, Ji Yuetang's eyes showed bitterness, he smiled and said, "You are so stupid."

"Yes, I'm stupid, can't you lie to me!" Qu Ping almost yelled, staring at Ji Yuetang half sadly and half angrily.

Ji Yuetang didn't speak any more, but the bitterness in his eyes became more and more intense, gradually turning into deep pain.He clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, as if trying to grab his heart out, and when Qu Ping realized something was wrong with him belatedly, blood gushed from his chest.

"What, what's going on?!" Qu Ping was shocked, and rushed over to support him.

"It's okay." Ji Yuetang shook his head weakly, looking in the direction of Tianbao Pavilion, he struggled to smile, and murmured: "Probably my little ribs are making trouble again..."

"Ribs?" Qu Ping shuddered, as if he had figured out something.But Ji Yuetang's chest was bleeding more and more, almost wet his whole hand, making him so anxious that he had no time to think.

He hurriedly carried Ji Yuetang into the house, took out the pill and fed it to his mouth, but was pushed away by Ji Yuetang.Qu Ping looked at his blood-stained appearance, and was so anxious that tears kept falling, "Eat, eat quickly..."

"I'm fine." Ji Yuetang still said the same words, but she lay motionless on the couch, her eyes wandering and unfocused.He looked at Qu Ping, but seemed to be looking at the scenery behind him through Qu Ping.

But what about the people in the landscape?

There was a trace of confusion mixed with pain in his eyes, and at the end, he said slowly: "I am who I am... Otherwise, who else would I be..."

On the other side, Meng Qiqi held the rib in the illusion of memories.At that moment, all the turbulent emotions rushed towards him, sadness, joy, despair, and helplessness, filled his mind.Countless familiar or unfamiliar faces also flashed before his eyes, and finally fixed on Yao Guang's desperate and painful face.

"sorry Sorry……"

While crying, he stabbed his ribs into Ji Yuetang's heart.The tears mixed with the blood dripping from his face dripped onto the white ribs, splashing plum blossoms.

"Sorry……"

Yao Guang's eyes were flickering, dark and inexplicable, but Meng Qiqi could see clearly - this person seemed to be terminally ill.His heart is sick.

Killing someone you swore to protect with your own hands, the kind of pain that seems to tear people apart, can make people's souls groan.

This person is precisely one of the reasons why he took this path.

So what is he going all the way for?

Meng Qiqi seemed to be able to deeply feel Yao Guang's inner thoughts, hesitation, pain, and helplessness, but she had to persevere.At that moment, he was Yao Guang and Ji Yuetang at the same time.

He can't be two people at the same time, so he can only be the rib that has been in both of them.

He has experienced their heartache and suffering, and has witnessed all the joys and sorrows.

He had saved Yao Guang and killed Ji Yuetang.

But is he just a rib?

A trace of bewilderment flashed across Meng Qiqi's eyes, and he couldn't help but look down at Yao Guang on the bed and Ji Yuetang lying unconscious on the ground.

He seems... just an object full of sin and karma in the story of these two people. Is he going to change back now?

Thinking of this, Meng Qiqi stood in the tent at a loss, not knowing the passage of time.And the rib was held tightly in his hand, and the red plums scattered on the bone were constantly emitting faint light, like breathing.

I don't know how long it took, maybe an hour, or a day, or even longer, but Meng Qiqi stood still, holding that rib as if she had lost her soul.

Suddenly, he heard someone calling him.

"Master! Master, wake up!"

"Master!"

The shouts came from far to near, and Meng Qiqi, whose heart was in chaos, suddenly woke up.He panted heavily like a drowning man, thinking of Chen Boyan, Shen Qingya, Xiao Yuer, Master, Senior Brother, etc., those faces were vivid and vivid, each of them was evidence of his real existence .

Yes, he is Meng Qiqi.

Whatever he was, he was already a whole person.Chen Fangjun said that he is unique in the world, the number one junior uncle in the world.

As he thought this way, the ribs in his hands suddenly started to heat up, and a burst of intense light burst out.He closed his eyes subconsciously, but felt his body shake for a while. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Xiao Yu'er was beside him, and even Qinggu was there.

"This is... what's going on?" Meng Qiqi clearly remembered that Qinggu should be in Wufengling, but the more he thought about it, the more painful his brain became.

Xiao Yu'er hurriedly hugged her master and looked at him nervously, fearing that he would faint again.

Qinggu explained with a bitter face: "Master, you have been in a coma for more than a month."

"One month?!" Meng Qiqi was stunned, glanced over the window, and then froze again.

It was snowing outside the window, and the white snow covered the palace walls.The whole world is white, and there is no other color.But Meng Qiqi remembered clearly that it was raining outside when he suddenly fell into the illusion of memories.

He struggled to stand up, walked barefoot to the window regardless of Xiao Yu'er's obstruction, and stared at everything outside the window in a daze.

No, now is not the time to be dazed.One month has passed, what has become of Shenjing?What about Wufengling?How about everyone in Jiange?

Meng Qiqi had a splitting headache, and suddenly remembered a sentence he had heard before falling into memories—the master uncle is gone.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Qinggu with hopeful eyes, "How is your uncle? And what about your senior brothers and sisters?"

After a month, Qinggu heard someone ask this again, and her nose couldn't help but feel sour.She couldn't ignore the trembling in Meng Qiqi's words, she clenched her fists quietly, unable to say anything, just looked at him desperately, "Master..."

Qinggu's reaction made Meng Qiqi's heart sink to the bottom.But he still didn't believe in evil, and continued to ask: "Tell me, what happened to them!"

Qinggu couldn't avoid it, she gritted her teeth, and said: "Master, Master Uncle, he died in battle at Wufeng Ridge. Most of the brothers, sisters, uncles and elders in the pavilion have also gone."

Hearing this, Meng Qiqi's eyes widened and her whole body shook.

How could this be?He just stayed in the illusion of memories for a while, lost his mind, why when he looked back, everyone was gone?

How could this be?

How could this be so!

Xiao Yu'er quickly supported him, her eyes were red and she was about to cry.Seeing him like this, Meng Qiqi could only force herself to calm down.But this certainty, he felt his own weakness.

That's right, he's been in a coma for more than a month, so he should be very weak.

"Master, sit down first, I'll bring you hot water and food right away!" Xiao Yu'er wiped her eyes and ran away in a hurry.

"Master..." Qing Gu went to Meng Qiqi's side and helped him to sit down. Only then did Meng Qiqi realize that he was still in Tianbao Pavilion, with the thick blanket that Ji Yuetang had spread under his feet.

This is really... a big dream.

He looked at the snowflakes outside the window again, and then Qinggu's voice rang in his ears, "This snow started to fall when the uncle first left, and I haven't heard of it until now."

Qinggu still clearly remembered every detail of Wufeng Ridge. Xue Manshan had been sitting behind the sword fence, pointing to Tu Youqiong while trying his best to resist the increasingly crazy monsters.

He sat down and never got up again.

No matter how fierce the monster beast hits, he is like a rock in the sea, standing still.Another example is an old teacher who chatters endlessly and wishes to teach his students everything.

He persisted for twelve hours, and during these twelve hours, mountains of corpses piled up on the razed Wufeng Ridge.There are corpses of monsters and humans. The disciples of the Jiange took turns to go into battle. They consumed a lot of spars and pills, but they couldn't withstand the desperate impact of the army of monsters.

There are really too many enemies, so many that it makes people feel desperate.They could only delay the time as much as possible. In the last few hours, Dai Xiaoshan even gave up the plan to block the whole line, and let the single monsters around them pass them and go straight to Shenjing, while they stayed and held back the large army.

Dai Xiaoshan was seriously injured and fell into a coma. He was snatched back from Wufengling by his juniors at the moment of life and death, and he is still recuperating.

Xue Manshan failed to come back.

"What do you mean he didn't come back...?" This time, Meng Qiqi's voice was trembling, and even his fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

"We still have about 30 to [-] people left. In order for the uncle to let us leave safely, he is alone..." Qing Gu's voice was hoarse, and she couldn't continue speaking.

The brothers and sisters were all jealous, and she was one of the few who remained sober.She knew her responsibility, even if she couldn't bear it, she could only drag everyone along and leave Xue Manshan behind.

"Let's go, let's go!" Qing Gu controlled the flying sword, staggeringly dragged Tu Youqi and another junior brother away.She had exhausted all her strength and tried her best, but she still didn't dare to look back at Wufengling.

When she flew far away, she couldn't hold back the longing in her heart and turned her head—the monsters all over the mountains rushed over the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, smashing the sword fence that was already riddled with holes.Countless fragments glowed brilliantly under the burning clouds, and fell rustlingly into the black flowing ocean.In an instant, Wufeng Ridge was already occupied by monsters, where could Xue Manshan be found?

Qinggu held back her tears and flew away, and at this moment, Daxia finally ushered in the first snow in the middle of winter.

Snowflakes fluttered, covering a scorched forest and the blood-stained soil.It's just that the snow this year is very strange. It has been falling for a whole month without stopping.

In Qingping County far away, Chen Boyan looked at the snow outside the window, no sadness could be seen on his serene face, but when he wrote, the nib of his pen seemed particularly heavy.

After a long time, he wrote a poem——

I don't see the crane in the misty cloud,

But seeing the world covered with snow.