MTL - My Wife Why is She So Cute-Chapter 85

At this moment, the time of a thousand years seems to be passing back.

The jade finger was spinning rapidly in the air, and gradually, the white jadeite and the red jadeite seemed to be melted apart in the air.

With a hundred years of loneliness, longing and pain, I trace back everything that Shenying has experienced in the past thousand years.

Thousands of years ago, Shenying was like this, waking up alone in an empty valley.

She was drawn to conclusions by the gods and by the world. Once she came to the world, she would definitely suffer countless ups and downs, be deceived and insulted, and finally return to the place where she should be alone.

But now, Song Nianying's tears are shed on the ground. Behind her is the light blue light that has followed her for thousands of years. Even after taking off the jade ring finger, it still tightly surrounds her, lingering like the sea, and bringing With the taste of tears.

And the little drops of red blood fell on her body like stars.

The gods and shadows on the ground all looked up at their sister.

She is not alone, she has so much.

Thousands of years.

They have waited for thousands of years.

Some couldn't wait any longer and passed away halfway, but the blood of the gods and shadows flowed on them, how could they forget? Future generations will continue to guard and wait for them.

The purple wolf's eyes were full of tears, and the jade flute in its mouth let go, and the jade flute rode the wind and slowly went up.

Thousands of years.

She lost and gained a lot.

She was no longer alone when she woke up.

She closed her eyes, the past and the past emerged in her mind, and in the sky, the shocking Sanskrit sound from thousands of years ago appeared in her ears.

She opened her eyes, and at that moment, she grasped the blue jade flute, her eyes were shining with golden light as dazzling as the sun.

The waves rolled.

Yan Chuyu rushed out of the lake, she looked up at Song Nianying in mid-air, the wind and waves roared, with blue halos, like sea water returning to its nest, being absorbed by her body little by little.

no no…

The thirteenth princess hurriedly followed behind, she looked up at Song Nianying, and exclaimed: "The tribulation is coming to an end."

It is such music.

No one in the South China Sea will ever forget them.

However, Shenying is no longer as firm as it was a thousand years ago.

Song Nianying looked up at the sky, with vicissitudes and relief after wandering for thousands of years in her eyes, she raised the jade flute in her hand, put it to her mouth, and played it softly.

The wave-like flute sound merged with the Sanskrit sound, and a light came down from the sky.

Come back.

Come back.

Don't give up the world, or the world is not worth it at all.

How many gods and shadows return to heaven, even if they look back, they don't want to take another look at this saha world.

Song Nianying's hair was shrouded in light, her skin was crystal clear, and she no longer felt tired and painful every time they met.

At that moment, the animals who had been rescued by her all prostrated themselves on the ground, looking up at her.

She is really like a god, admired by all.

All of these were saved by her bit by bit with her own body, hair, skin, and flesh.

It turned out that so many people had been saved unconsciously.

Yan Chuyu covered her chest with her hands, the aura that had returned to her body originally belonged to her, not only failed to heal her, but made her whole body ache.

There were blue tears in her eyes, she shook her head, "No, Niannian..."

She didn't believe that Nian Nian would just leave like this.

But... It's the best choice for her to leave, isn't it?

All of this is what she wants, right?

But why does my heart still hurt so much?

A fishy and sweet breath rose from her throat, Yan Chuyu's long hair was blown away by the wind, and her eyes were scarlet.

The past and the past flashed across her mind rapidly.

--what's your name?

——I don’t know either, do you know?

——You can call me Yinger.

——Nian Nian.

——Don't be afraid, Chu Yu, I am here, I am your wife, and I am willing to support you.

…

——It hurts, it hurts too much, I'm sorry, I lied to you, I can't hold on anymore.

——Don't die, don't die.

——Shen Ying is a celestial being after all, and death is just the end of the catastrophe for her, returning to the home that should belong to her.

…

At this moment, the Heart-eating Gu seemed to be able to inspire Yan Chuyu's heart, they became active, and a broken heart was crushed by it.

The tears that filled the sky turned into Song Nianying's favorite firefly, flying towards her.

That was the last obsession of the Holy King.

But Song Nianying, who had always loved her as everything, just lowered his head and smiled at her.

That smile is pity, comfort, and relief.

It seems that the nostalgia and affection are really gone.

The thirteenth princess watched from the side, countless lights came down, and the seven-colored lights enveloped Song Nianying. The brilliance of colored glaze flowed around her body, and two auspicious clouds had already fallen under her feet. When she stepped on it, she should have gone back. s position.

——The body is dead, the heart is dead.

If Song Nianying leaves, what is the use of all she has done?

What is she waiting for?

Yan Chuyu felt as if she had fallen into a polar glacier, it was pitch black and endless, just like when she fell asleep, but even colder and more desolate than when she fell asleep.

Because in the distance, there is no gentle person waiting for her to guard her.

Everything became chaotic, and when the thirteenth princess screamed: "Seventh Sister!", Yan Chuyu's body fell backwards, and she fell into the vast ocean.

Her lake-blue robe was blown up by the wind, and the last tear that fell from her eyes was Song Nianying's appearance.

Just like before, Song Nianying fell into the sea.

But, where she couldn't see, a hand made of gentle mist gently grabbed her waist.

In the sky, there are already lights and shadows flickering. After a thousand years, Song Nianying once again saw his so-called "real deity".

Her figure was swaying and graceful, and she also stretched out a hand. In her ear, Bi Sanskrit sound echoed as if she wanted to hear an ethereal voice.

——Come back, come back.

…

Song Nianying's eyes did not look at her, but she was always looking at Yan Chuyu below.

Seeing her being lifted up by the rushing water, and watching the thirteenth princess put the cold moon bead into her mouth in a panic, she curled her lips and went to look at the Dragon King.

The Dragon King nodded lightly, he looked at the sky far away, and murmured: "I should go too."

The obsession is gone, and he can leave.

His gaze finally fell on the turbulent South China Sea. The thirteenth princess looked at her father from a distance, tears streaming down her face.

On the other side of the sky, another three-color light was cast, waiting to meet him.

This is the highest honor of every Dragon Clan.

But the Dragon King smiled indifferently, its body spun around, and it turned into a dragon shape in the South China Sea for the last time, hovering in the sky.

It is willing to turn into wind, into rain, into golden light, and finally, fall on this piece of home that belongs to it.

How is the way of heaven?

It will stay here and guard its descendants forever.

The tears of the thirteenth princess kept flowing, and the last words her father kept in her ears made her heartbroken.

——My child, I will hand over the South China Sea, and my father will always be by your side.

If one day, your seventh sister wakes up, tell her everything, tell her that her father does not blame her, and Nanhai does not blame her. All these catastrophes are caused by greed.

It is a catastrophe and a test.

All karma is doomed, don't think about the past, don't cling to the future, let her cherish every minute and every second of the present.

Take care of your mother, take care of your people.

…

In the sky, it rained.

That was the last mercy of the Father.

The thirteenth princess cried into tears.

But at this moment, Song Nianying kicked away the two auspicious clouds under his feet, and looked up at the sky with disdain.

Who said she was going back?

The light in the sky seemed to freeze in an instant, and the Sanskrit sound suddenly faded away.

A mighty and resonant male voice fell from the sky.

——Shenying, are you still stubborn?

If you know, all the misfortunes in this world are all because of greed, hatred and ignorance.

And love is the original root of greed, hatred and ignorance. It is illusory. The deeper the love, the deeper the attachment. In the end, it is nothing but a basket.

Song Nianying stared at Yan Chuyu who had fallen into a deep sleep from a distance, and she said slowly with tears in her eyes: "What about heaven and man? What about love? She doesn't care."

Who said that love can only bring pain, is just an illusion.

For her.

——Love is separated by mountains and seas, and both mountains and seas can be flattened. [lead]

At that moment, she raised her **** to the sky.

Everyone said that Shenying's ultimate return is to return to heaven.

She is the shadow of a god.

But she refused to accept it.

She is no one's shadow.

She is Chu Yu's Nian Nian.

She is their older sister.

The light on his body suddenly disappeared, and the Sanskrit sound faded away like the receding sea, and several thunderbolts fell from the sky dissatisfied, hitting Song Nianying's side.

Song Nian couldn't see her, her body spun and landed slowly.

At that moment, all the little animals rushed up, and the purple wolf ran to her side. Beside her sister, it was no longer a king, but a little wolf wagging its tail and crying.

I haven't seen you for a thousand years.

They are still them.

After the seal was released, Song Nianying remembered everything.

"elder sister!"

"Woooooo, sister, you are awake!"

"elder sister!!"

…

Song Nianying's eyes were red, and his eyes slowly passed over them, feeling a little relieved and a little regretful.

There are still some missing, it would be great if everyone was here.

And just behind those animals, in the shadows, King Shura hid inside tremblingly. The sister she was thinking about was right in front of her eyes, but at this moment, she didn't dare to look up again.

Deeply ashamed.

She didn't even dare to take a step forward.

After she knew that her sister was Song Nianying, she sent people to follow and protect her all the way. No matter what they did in South China Sea, she knew it.

When he knew that his sister was going to lift the seal, Jin Zhi sat paralyzed in the castle of Shura City, and Shiba stood by her side, looking at her silently.

This is what she has been looking for for a hundred years, isn't it?

But now, why is she afraid?

The reason, only she knows.

In the past hundred years, she has been different from any of the shadow clan. Her hands have long been stained with blood. She is ashamed of her sister and dare not see her.

She is no longer what she used to be.

Song Nianying touched the hair of the little animals, raised his head, and his eyes fell on Jin Zhi.

I haven't seen you for a hundred years.

As gentle and loving as before.

Not a word of reproach, just a slight smile.

But at that moment, King Shura's face was full of tears, and the gentle and loving gaze caused her more pain than harsh words, as if a whip had fallen on her body.

Pain... Ashamed... Regret...

Many, many emotions that had been sealed in her heart for a hundred years surged up again.

After all, she didn't dare to go forward, call her sister, and plunged her head into her arms like before, but turned around staggeringly, and fled in a hurry.

She returned to Shura Castle and closed the city gate. She sent away all the guardians and dead servants, only Shiba was guarding her.

Everything she had seen was finally coming true.

Everything is coming to an end.

Jin Zhi slowly took off the Shura mask, her hand gently caressed her cheek, and gradually, on her fingertips, those hideous traces surfaced again.

On her mouth, the wound that was once stitched up by the butcher couple with needles was bleeding again after a hundred years.

She can already face such an ugly self calmly.

But Jin Zhi smiled, she raised her head and glanced at Shiba: "You go."

She let her go back and enjoy the aristocratic life she should have had.

Shiba looked at her silently, and tears welled up in her usually indifferent purple eyes.

As for King Shura, she stood in the middle of the castle, raised her hands, hugged herself slowly, closed her eyes gently, and murmured: "Sister..."

That arm was as warm as my sister's once.

She hugged herself and twirled under the moonlight, just like how her sister danced with her after saving her back then.

Tears fell all over the ground, and King Shura exhausted all his strength to integrate his past and present lives into this dance.

Her whole life was ridiculous and shameful after all.

Now, it's all relieved.

Sister, she is still there, and I don't blame her.

The obsession was so deep and rooted in her heart that Jin Zhi thought she would never forget it.

But when they really met, she knew that nothing was worth it when her sister smiled at her, and in an instant, that deep-rooted obsession was blown away.

elder sister…

For the last time, she turned her head and took a deep look at Shiba, bent her knees, and slowly knelt down on the ground, "I'm sorry."

This "I'm sorry", I don't know if she left it to Shiba, or the clansman who died in vain at her hands.

And at that moment, the moonlight hit her body, and King Shura's palm ignited a fire, and at eighteen: "Don't"! in the sound.

She raised her head, faced the sky, and yelled three times sadly.

"elder sister…"

"elder sister!!"

"elder sister--"

…

Her body turned into countless butterflies, and they flew out of the window along with the flame.

One after another, like a little bit of starlight, falling into people's eyes.

Every butterfly was once the wish of a sentient being, and she has been carrying them all the time.

Those butterflies flew out of Shura Castle one after another, and went to where they belonged. When the last, the brightest golden butterfly flapped its wings and flew away, it looked back and saw Shiba kneeling on the ground with All that was left was ashes.

With her purple eyes, she raised her head to look at the last little golden butterfly, and smiled slightly, just like when they first saw each other.

――I said I would stay with you.

Her hand ruthlessly inserted into her chest, and pulled out the beating heart.

Every sound is saying: "love".

Although she is not allowed to reciprocate, she can be with her forever after all.

The last movement was Shiba raising his head, smiling brightly at Little King Die: "Go, do what you want."

do not be afraid.

She will still protect her.

Shiba had seen her future more than once, and she could change the trajectory, but she chose to face it after all.

On the day she fell in love with King Shura, her ending was doomed.

Whether it is King Shura or Jin Zhi, she is willing to protect her.

With a bang, her body slowly fell to the ground, and tears fell from King Die's eyes.

The little golden butterfly flew farther and farther, and finally landed on Song Nianying's shoulder.

Song Nianying looked back at it, slightly startled, "Xiaozhi?"

In front of her was Yan Chuyu who had been carried in the crystal coffin. Yan Chuyu was lying safely inside, the blood on her lips had been wiped away by Song Nianying, and the heart-biting Gu had come out of her heart. With so many movements, She lay there peacefully, as if she had fallen asleep.

Hua Bairou, Zuo Die, and Gu Yuechi were all there, their hands connected together, protecting the Dharma for the Holy King, and setting up an enchantment.

After three months, she will wake up naturally.

Everyone knows what it means to be dead. If it wasn't for the fact that the Holy King was still unwilling to believe that Song Nianying would really abandon her, how could she really be "reborn", and she would fall asleep directly like that.

She was still looking forward to returning to her side.

Fulfilling the Millennium Promise.

Seeing Kingdie, they all asked in surprise, "Where did it come from? Who is Xiaozhi?"

No matter when, my sister can always recognize her at the first time.

Jin Zhi's wish was fulfilled, it turned into bits of broken light and landed on his sister.

Everyone in the world knows that King Shura can fulfill the wishes of all living beings.

No matter how hard to achieve a wish, she can help fulfill it.

But no one knew that her lifelong wish could only be fulfilled at this moment.

With the power of her last wish, she turned into stars and landed on her elder sister. She wished—— elder sister, to be safe and happy every year, without any pain.