Chapter 149: The one hundred and forty-ninth tripod (2)
The last time I saw her, she was so vivid and real, but at this moment, she seemed to be asleep, with a peaceful face.
If it hadn't been known to everyone in the mansion that Pei Ming's fiancee was cut to death, he would have thought that the scene in front of him was just an illusion.
Li Hua couldn't describe the mood at the moment, he stopped and stopped moving forward.
From a distance, he saw Pei Ming standing beside the coffin, his arm stretched into the coffin, lightly grasping Song Dingding's hand, and looked at her absently.
Li Hua's heart seemed to be pulled up by someone, and he was punched hard, causing a dull pain in numbness.
People's joys and sorrows are not the same, but he has experienced the feeling of losing a loved one, so he naturally knows Pei Ming's mood at the moment.
"Pei Ming..."
Li Hua called out cautiously, but was suddenly interrupted by Pei Ming's hoarse voice: "I'm sorry."
Li Hua was stunned: "...what?"
He put his fingertips on her palm, stroking the texture in her palm inch by inch: "A few years ago, I failed to protect your sister. Now, because of me, I have killed your apprentice."
This was the first time that Li Hua saw Pei Ming take the initiative to mention Li Zhi.
He remembered what Song Dingding had said to him the last time he met him before his death, and all kinds of feelings flooded into his heart.
The two were relatively speechless, but they heard Cuizhu laughing madly: "I killed your sister, I killed your apprentice, you come and kill me! Kill me—"
-I don't know what you saw in the secret realm, but the one who killed Li Zhi was not him, but Cuizhu, the maid next to Mrs. Tianjun.
Song Dingding's words gradually overlapped with Cuizhu's delusional laughter. Li Hua looked at her with a sluggish expression. After an unknown amount of time, he asked in a trembling voice, "You are... Cuizhu?"
She has too many names to the outside world. The name Li Hua learned from Bai Qi's mouth is called 'Jade Sandalwood'.
How could he have thought that the woman who looked thin and embarrassed in front of him was actually the murderer who killed his sister in Song Dingding's mouth.
Cuizhu raised his head and smiled, the wound at the corner of his mouth cracked and blood was dripping: "Yes, I am Cuizhu. Do you know how nice your sister's cry is? I specially asked someone to record it with a recording crane, and then It's for you to enjoy..."
She was aggressive, as if trying to provoke Li Hua.
Unsurprisingly, her words seemed like thunder that exploded on the ground, rumbling in his mind.
He will not forget the sound crane until his death.
It played over and over again the wailing she made when she was mutilated, with a few voices of 'brother' like a gossamer faintly interspersed with her childish cry.
Li Hua's brain seemed to be down, he couldn't control himself, he didn't know when he was in front of her, he raised the long sword in his hand and aimed it at her neck.
An unprecedented longing burst out in Cuizhu's eyes.
Her lover is dead, she's had enough of this torture, she's going to the underworld to find her lover.
The sword drawn by Ke Li raised it high, but stopped in mid-air.
Seeing that he didn't move, Cuizhu couldn't help roaring: "What a useless bastard, he didn't even dare to avenge your sister? If I knew you were so lowly, I should have cut off her head too..."
Li Hua's sword fell.
It's just not as she expected, he didn't cut off her neck, but cut off her limbs.
His movements were cold, as cold as his mood at the moment.
Pei Ming didn't stop him or look at him.
Amidst Cuizhu's heart-wrenching howl, Li Hua dropped the sword in his hand, leaned down, squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.
He cried for a long, long time, as if he was going to cry all the pain and suffering of the years.
At some point, Pei Ming walked up to Li Hua.
He looked at Li Hua's face full of tears, and he was a little envious.
Pei Ming couldn't cry.
He didn't know, he clearly loved her so much, but why couldn't he cry.
His eyes were dry, and his heart was as empty as a bottomless black hole. He wanted to grab her hand, seize every moment he spent with her, and wait for her to wake up and tell him that it was all fake.
If it wasn't for the fact that her body was constantly rotting, he would still be able to deceive himself and tell himself that she was just hiding.
Thinking of her leaving, Pei Ming lost his motivation to live, and was filled with grief. Every organ, every drop of blood, was screaming for thoughts.
He kept recalling the past, but those memories were so real, yet they seemed so illusory.
He regretted it.
He should have hugged her before she closed her eyes.
He regretted it.
He shouldn't break the contract, so that from Biluo to Huangquan, he can find her.
Pei Ming leaned down and put his **** between Li Hua's forehead: "I will cancel the contract with you in the name of the Palace Master of the Immortal Mansion. From now on, we will not owe each other."
Before Li Hua could realize what happened, Bai Mang fainted in front of his eyes. He had already terminated the contract between the two.
He took out the mercy from his sleeve and handed it to the picture of Li, calmly exhorting the funeral: "After I die, I will seal Cuizhu and Mrs. Tianjun in the Primordial Cauldron, and I will curse Cuizhu in the name of God. Eternal immortality, immortality, and no transcendence."
"She will face the corpse of Mrs. Tianjun in this world, day and night, forever."
Li Hua was stunned: "What are you going to do?"
Pei Ming put compassion in Li Hua's palm: "Cut out my heart and bring her back to life."
"If there is to be someone alive, tormented by longing, living in the past and memories all the time, tasting the grief of parting every moment... I hope that person is her."
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