Chapter 345 Give Up
Master Chen Liang brought the Glazed Sky Heart Flame to the back of the mountain, in front of the cave where Yang Feixue was in seclusion.
He waved his hand to open the barrier, and then the demonic energy rushed out from the cave.
However, this demonic energy could not disturb Master Chen Liang at all, and he sealed the barrier again after entering the cave.
Master Chen Liang walked into the depths and saw Yang Feixue sitting in a corner.
Yang Feixue was disheveled at this moment, looked haggard, and had a dull look in her eyes, looking sick.
She seemed weak, but only Master Chen Liang could see that she was concentrating all her strength to fight the inner demon.
Master Chen Liang called: "Feixue."
Yang Feixue did not respond at all, but just huddled in the corner in silence.
Seeing this, Master Chen Liang walked forward.
When he approached within a range of about two meters, Yang Feixue's eyes suddenly flashed black and red, and punched the former.
This was controlled by the inner demon.
Chen Liangshi took the punch with one hand, dissipated all the power, and then pointed with his right hand.
"No matter how many changes there are, the mind is still calm."
He pointed a finger at Yang Feixue's eyebrows, like a drop of rain falling on a dry field, moistening the earth and calming the mind.
The evil intention and hostility on Yang Feixue's body instantly subsided and were suppressed. She returned to her previous silent appearance.
Chen Liangshi spun his right hand and took out the Glazed Sky Heart Flame.
He drew a talisman on the Glazed Sky Heart Flame to avoid accidents.
Then he handed it over and tested it.
The Glazed Sky Heart Flame did not react after approaching Yang Feixue, which made Chen Liangshi look strange.
Chen Liangshi put the Glazed Sky Heart Flame in Yang Feixue's hand, and then said with a smile.
"You are quite principled."
He seriously suspected that this Glazed Sky Heart Flame was an old naughty boy who favored young people.
The Glazed Sky Heart Flame stayed in Yang Feixue's palm, emitting a gentle glimmer.
In Yang Feixue's mind, the whole world was like a broken porcelain with cracks all over it.
In the illusory world.
Yang Feixue walked alone on the messy road, with black snow all over the sky. She was covered with wounds and bloodstains, and walked forward with a tired look.
Ahead was the imperial city, and tonight was another rebellion war.
Behind her were piles of rebel corpses, like a picture of a river of blood.
And all these people died at the hands of Yang Feixue.
In countless reincarnations, Yang Feixue had killed countless people, more than most of the big demons in the Chaos Soul Abyss.
She was always looking for a way to break the situation, how could she save her relatives around her.
For this reason, she did everything she could in countless reincarnations.
Persistence was her advantage, but now it has become her shackles.
She couldn't find a way out, so she had to kill people, hoping to have enough power to easily wipe out all the rebels.
Therefore, she became more and more obsessed with the devil, which made her lose herself. The illusion that the more people she killed, the stronger she became also grew in her heart.
The snow kept falling, covering the city wall to a height of ten feet.
Yang Feixue stepped into the imperial city, the devilish energy was rampant, and she killed one person every ten steps.
"Kill, kill, kill"
She rushed into the imperial city and saw Liang Feng, the mastermind behind the scenes. She took action and easily killed him without even giving him a chance to speak.
Kill on sight.
She rushed into the depths of the imperial city and saw the corpses all over the ground and the black-clothed men holding bloody blades.
Yang Feixue killed the black-clothed men and killed them all with an extremely brutal attitude. She stood in the heavy snow and looked up at the black sky.
Different ways, same ending.
When she closed her eyes and opened them again, it was the bed again.
Yang Feixue sat up from there.
No matter how many reincarnations she experienced, it seemed that the final outcome was destined.
Why was that?
Just when Yang Feixue's emotions were about to riot again, as if she was comforted by some force, her mood calmed down a little, and then she felt lost.
Yang Feixue looked at the woman who was talking to her in front of her, her eyes were dazed, and finally she got up and walked out.
She ignored the call of the people behind her, just looked at the sky.
It snowed again in a few days.
The same place, different directions due to her choice, but the same ending in the end.
Unchangeable.
She left the imperial city and soon disappeared from everyone's sight, and no one could catch up with her.
A few days later, it snowed heavily as expected.
She entered the mountains, walked farther and farther, and did not look back.
She wanted to escape.
But in the end, she stopped in the mountains and looked back, but it was all white, and the city could not be seen.
She walked for a long time, and it must have happened.
This was the only time in countless reincarnations that she did not choose to stop.
Snowy.
Yang Feixue stood for a long time, with a thick layer of snow on her shoulders. When she regained consciousness, she could no longer see the way she came.
Where should she go now?
The snow was so heavy that it was rare to see it in Dayue Country in a hundred years. In a few days, the whole world seemed to be covered in white.
Yang Feixue could not find the way she came, and did not know where to go.
Just as she was about to give up, the sky was getting dark, and at this time, a green light appeared in front of her, attracting her attention.
That was
Yang Feixue walked over and saw a ball of green fire when she got closer.
Buried in the snow in such a humid environment, it did not go out. Although it was a small ball, it was burning vigorously.
The warmth gradually spread out, as if embracing Yang Feixue.
Although she didn't feel cold at first, she was warmed by the temperature of the fire.
In a blink of an eye, the flame suddenly disappeared in front of her eyes, but the warmth remained.
Yang Feixue looked up and found that the flame was floating in the air, just in front of her.
She followed it and the flame appeared in the next direction.
She followed the flame in a daze.
After walking for an unknown period of time, she returned to the city, where corpses were everywhere.
Yang Feixue's mood was much calmer than countless previous reincarnations. The black and red threads in her eyes faded, and her eyes were clear and her heart was bright.
The blue flame floated beside her.
One person and one fire, entered the imperial city.
A devastated city.
There was sadness in Yang Feixue's eyes. She walked closer and saw a person.
"Imperial sister?"
That was her imperial sister Yang Jingning, who was leaning against a stone pier at the moment, bleeding heavily from her abdomen, and her life was gone.
Her eyes, which were originally dim, regained some brightness after seeing Yang Feixue.
Yang Feixue walked over and she squatted down
This was not the first time she witnessed Yang Jingning's death.
"Sorry."
Yang Feixue reached out and wiped the blood off her face.
Yang Jingning's eyes gradually closed, and she murmured, "Run."
After a breath, she closed her eyes.
"Imperial sister! Mother."
"Let's go quickly, my brother and the others have died in the battle!"
"Imperial sister, you go quickly."
Countless reincarnations.
The blue flame burned on the side and gradually faded, but it made Yang Feixue's mind calm.
Yang Feixue's eyes were calm, she slowly stood up and looked at Liang Feng, the national teacher of Dayue State, who was walking towards her.
The blue flame disappeared without a trace, and the heavy snow also disappeared silently, leaving the sky clear.
Liang Feng laughed: "I didn't expect you to come back, which saved me a lot of effort!"
Yang Feixue had no eyes for him, and took a long step, stepping over Liang Feng in one step. The latter disappeared like a mirror flower and water moon.
"I should have known that this obsession would not have any results."
At this time, a woman in black came out, and her appearance was exactly the same as Yang Feixue.
"Indeed, but you can have the power to stop regretting."
What is gone is gone, and it will never reappear.
Because it is a long-destined ending, it will not change even after millions of reincarnations.
In Yang Feixue's heart, she knew very well that this was an irreversible result, but she was still obsessed because she was unwilling to accept it.
If she thought this was a changeable result, the ending would not be the same in countless reincarnations.
But in the same way, if she thought so, she would never wake up, because it was just deceiving herself.
Knowing the ending, but still persisting, this is just her seeking comfort.
Now she has come to her senses.
Being too persistent is like being trapped in your own trap.
Only when you can take and let go can you be free.
Yang Feixue in black said, "I can give you the power to do everything."
Yang Feixue looked at the person who was completely different from her. She smiled helplessly, but her eyes were particularly bright.
"Forget it, I give up."