Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 115
“So, that nightmare I told you about when I was a child.” Feng Juyan’s throat was hoarse, and he paused for a long time before continuing, “Is it a dream or is it real?”
She used to have the same nightmare when she was very young.
I dreamed that I was lying in a dark place, like an empty room or bed with walls on all sides.There was always a person covered in blood whose face couldn’t be seen clearly pulling her, trying to push her away and blast her away.
Those hands almost grabbed her flesh and blood, and the pain caused her to cry loudly in her dream.But that bloody man cried harder than her, and the crying made people feel scared and sad, and he would beat his chest and stamp his feet anxiously when he was pulled.
For her back then, it was a hysterical madman, a nightmare she couldn’t get rid of when she was young.
She often woke up in the middle of the night, refused to admit her fear, and dared not continue to sleep, so she ran to sit at the gate of the courtyard, and could see the night watch disciples passing by with lanterns outside.
Those big disciples asked her why she didn’t sleep.
She folded a twig, pretended to make gestures in a small way, and said, “I practice swords, sir will check tomorrow.”
Almost everyone was deceived by her.Even in the next ten or a hundred years, the Feng family always circulated rumors that she was talented and diligent when she was young.
Only Feng Fei is…
Only this elder brother would come over to her and ask her when she was sitting on the threshold with her chin propped up, gesturing branches and pretending to practice sword, “Ayan, are you unable to sleep?”
She didn’t admit it at first.
Later, I couldn’t get over it no matter what, and I was still crying while sitting on the threshold, so I talked about the scene in my dream.
It was one of the few tears she had shed in her hundred years of life.
With red eyes open, and with a strong nasal voice, she said to her closest brother: How did the bloody man in the dream push her, pull her, make her bed full of blood and still follow her everywhere, how he cried and chased her away. She kowtowed to beg her for a while, and yelled and scolded her for a while.No matter which corner she turns to, or which direction she turns, she can’t escape.
After hearing this, Feng Fei patted her on the head lightly, sat with her by the threshold, and watched the moon in Dream Capital all night.
At last she leaned against the door, clutching a branch, and fell asleep towards dawn.He closed his eyes and muttered aggrievedly: “Why does that man always chase me away…”
Now that I think about it, it’s an evil spirit that chased her away.
It is clear that she is the evil spirit who occupies the dove’s nest.
She looked at Feng Feishi, recalling the childhood nightmare she hadn’t recalled for nearly a hundred years, and her words were like knives: “When the two bodies of you and I were occupied, did you tear them apart like that?”
“Are those two souls that should have survived crying, screaming, and cursing like that?”
“Is there such a thing as beating your chest and feet, begging or even kneeling and kowtowing?”
She thought that the details of the dream had long been lost, but now that she was being asked every word, she could vividly remember it.
So much so that she couldn’t tell whether it was a dream or she had actually seen it.
“Ayan…” Feng Fei called out to her, not knowing whether he wanted to interrupt her or comfort her.
But Feng Juyan was not forgiving.
She is always like this, everything has to be clear, and she always has to find out: “I only ask you, is that so?”
“Is it as painful as in the dream?”
Feng Fei fell silent.
In fact, he could deny it, and he could make up a lie, saying that he didn’t remember at all, or that the two bodies were born without owners.
But he knew this sister’s nature, and when it came time to ask, it was irreparable.
In the end, he could only look at the other party and whispered: “Ayan, but you have done a lot of good deeds.”
“You have done many good deeds, saved many people, eradicated many demons, accepted many disciples, and handed out many swords. You—” He paused, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, “…you are jealous of evil.”
Feng Juyan listened, and smiled after a while.
She is indeed jealous of evil, and she has never backed down from every major event in the world, whether it is the rampage of evil spirits or the collapse of the Canglang Northern Territory, no matter whether she can stop it or not, she will always stand at the forefront with that sword in her hand.
She once felt that “jealousy like hatred” was the best evaluation in the world, and it sounded much better than some kind of talent and talent.
Because the latter is innate, but “jealous like hatred” is something she has come out of step by step, and she has chosen it herself.
As we all know, she is not a gentle and kind person, she has a stubborn and hard temper, and she has decided on a path and went all the way to the dark, never turning back.
……
She hates evil like hatred and never looks back.
At that moment, Feng Juyan loosened the frown between her eyebrows.
She looked around in a circle, and her eyes swept over thousands of wounded and bloody disciples, the mess of the city after the fierce battle, and the black mist of demons that were temporarily suppressed but would still cover the sky.
In the end, she looked in the direction of Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan, and moved her lips.
She said, “How to cut off the source that attracts demons?”
“Is it enough to die with one’s own body?”
Her voice was too low and soft to be heard at all.By the time Wu Xingxue realized the phrase “sacrifice with one’s own body”, the girl with a temperament like a knife had instantly formed a bright white wind vortex barrier.
She suddenly moved to the nearest place to her brother, her hands full of sword energy with the most murderous intent.
In fact, at that moment, she planned to kill Feng Fei first, and then kill herself.But she turned around when the sword energy fell.
So, at that moment, Feng Fei felt that his eyes were covered by someone.
He heard the little girl who grew up with him call him “brother” whom he hadn’t called for a long time, and said, “Thank you for accompanying me to watch the moon in Mengdu City for more than ten years.”
“but……”
“You know, I can’t tolerate half a grain of sand in my eyes.”
She hates evil like a vengeful, and she doesn’t care if she doesn’t want the century-old life she has usurped.
***
Feng Fei heard the sound of Lingpo being hit hard by the sword energy. The vibration was in sync with his heartbeat, and he smashed it hard.
His mind went blank, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
“Ayan…”
“Ayan?!”
He blurted out, but heard no answer.
When the veil was removed, Feng Fei even forgot that he was born in the immortal sect and knew the spells of the immortal family.Instead, he instinctively stretched out his hand, wanting to support the person in front of him.
But he only saw the girl who was born to be strong with her eyes closed, falling down lifelessly, like a whole withered flower on a branch.Unable to support himself, he staggered and collapsed together with her.
It is said that Feng’s parents are elegant and decent, even if they are physically ill and often look sick, they have never lost their color in front of others.But now, he knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, showing no trace of elegance.
He frantically tried to scoop up the scattered souls, but in vain, only at the last moment could he vaguely hear Feng Juyan’s last voice: “What about you?”
I hate evil like an enemy, and I can’t tolerate half a grain of sand in my eyes…
What about you?
Feng Feishi’s movements froze instantly.
me?
I don’t seem to be qualified to say “hate evil like hatred” for a long time.
From the day he took the soul of his own sister and forcibly occupied these two bodies, he was no longer qualified to say “envy evil like hatred” in his life.
Because he will always remember how the souls that should have survived in those two bodies howled on that day.Just like the nightmare Feng Juyan described, those two strange and miserable little souls had torn, wept, and struggled.
But he was desperate to live then.
He wants to live, to grow up, to realize all the unfulfilled ambitions—what he and his sister used to say when he was young, to slay demons and demons, and restore a clear world.
He also wants to see his younger sister grow up, she has a rare talent and roots in the world, it is a pity to leave like that, she is the little girl who grew up with him, he is reluctant to part with it.
Because he was unwilling and unwilling to give up, he brought his younger sister to survive in this world with a fierce attitude that he had never seen before.
But those two unlucky creatures died because of him and disappeared completely.
He thought that as long as he survived, he could flex his muscles and do everything he wanted.He will be happy.
But in fact, he was never really happy again.
The nightmares that Feng Juyan often had, Feng Fei himself was also having nightmares every day.Later, Feng Juyan no longer dreamed and was no longer troubled, but he remained the same.
What he said to Feng Juyan before was actually said to himself——
In the past hundred years, he has done many good deeds, and he has taken in countless ronin orphans.He didn’t care about swordsmanship, but devoted himself to pills and spells. Doctors from Tonghua’s family came and went frequently, and he made many pills to save lives.
For most of his life, he has been doing a similar thing – redemption.
But the longer he lived, the longer the crime would actually be, because life itself was snatched by him.In the end, he couldn’t tell whether he was good or evil.
He has been trapped in this problem for more than 100 years, and he doesn’t know how to get rid of it.
until this moment…
***
Those evil spirits that were temporarily swept away by Xiao Fuxuan and Wu Xingxue made a comeback at that moment.
Perhaps it was because of Feng Juyan’s self-abandonment of the soul that half of the “bridge” was broken and crumbling.And the other half started to loosen up a bit.
Then everything went crazy.
“Look over there—” Someone exclaimed in surprise.
Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan turned their heads following the sound, and saw the soaring demon’s breath sweeping towards the sky, like black clouds overwhelming the city.It was as if all the demons and ghosts gushing out from all the filthy places in the world gathered at this moment.
But they knew very well in their hearts that this was not really all.
There are so many towns and villages in the world, besides Mengdu, there are hundreds of them, large and small.As Wu Xingxue said before, they killed this wave, and there will be another wave.If you can stop here, there are other places, and you can keep the present and tomorrow.
When Xiao Fuxuan was approaching the black cloud quickly and was about to devour the sky and the earth, he drew his long sword and rushed to meet him brazenly.The sword energy drawn out is like a rainbow piercing the sky.
Under the collision of the hatchbacks, the entire Dream City and even the surrounding mountains, rivers and lakes were swaying.
The cold wind swirled around Wu Xingxue’s fingers, and frost flew like stars.
Qi energy flowed out continuously for no reason, as if it was bottomless.
With a movement of his figure, he instantly dissipated in place like snow mist.
But he didn’t go to block the demon with Xiao Fuxuan, but when Xiao Fuxuan didn’t notice, he turned and went to the other side——
He used the most ferocious killing move, attached the most surging energy, wrapped in the coldest frost.Thin, pale fingers poked towards Feng Feishi’s life gate.
This was the scene he had experienced thousands of times when he was the Spirit King—clearing those messy lines, watching those good or evil people die in his hands.
He avoided it for a full 300 years, but he still couldn’t avoid today’s encounter.
He still wanted to kill someone, and he still wanted to watch a living person die at his hands.
Feng Fei is born with a weak constitution and has a limited upper limit.Wu Xingxue used the fastest and strongest move again, he was actually unstoppable.
But at the moment when he touched Feng Feishi’s gate of life, Wu Xingxue still froze for a moment.
He had a moment of regret and hesitation.
Feng Fei raised his head at that moment, but he didn’t struggle or resist.Instead, he asked a question.That was the prison in which he was trapped for a hundred years.
He said: “You will hesitate, does it mean… I am still a good person?”
Wu Xingxue said: “In the eyes of those who have harmed you, you are an evil person, but in the eyes of those who have saved you, you are a good person.”
“I’m the one who killed you. I’m neither. I have no right to judge. But you…you can hate me.”
The voice fell, and the wind and snow were silent.
He was no longer the Spirit King, and he didn’t wear a silver mask, which couldn’t hide the sorrow and joy on his face.His appearance will be reflected in the eyes of the person he killed, and he will watch that shadow slowly fade along with the vitality in the eyes.
He has experienced it countless times, and still feels that it was the loneliest moment in the world.
But this time, when that moment happened, another shadow came in.Xiao Fuxuan’s voice was low and deep following Xuemo.
He said, “Don’t hate him alone.”
