Hall of Mercy

I clearly remember that I was leaning against the dark and damp corner of the dungeon, with a magic sword stuck in my body, and I was still holding its handle, as if I had hanged myself to death.

My so-called father stood outside the cage, made sure I was out of breath, and left with his hands behind his back.

It seems that I still heard Vera's voice, maybe she came to save me.

What about Xiujue?Is Xiujue still alive...

The breeze was blowing, and I lay on the grassland as I wanted, and the sound of birdsong was ethereal and long.

I think this should be the place where my mother and her beloved Heavenly Emperor first met.

The starry sky is vast and boundless, and the galaxy is bright.

Duhun came to pick me up, of course I would follow him.

From now on, I will forget everything and reincarnate again.

I will never see Xiujue again.

It's all my fault, if I hadn't been blinded by hatred, we could have been in perfect harmony.

After walking through Wuwangya, I want to ask questions in my next life.

But I cut her off by reaching out.Her rhetoric is just to deceive those who don't understand anything.

I asked her, is Xiu Jue still alive?

She nodded, her red lips curled into a smile, looking treacherous.

"You have an ugly smile."

As soon as the words fell, she suppressed her smile, as if she was very angry.

I helplessly explained: "Just kidding. Where's Vera?"

"I got my wish."

Then, I finally got my revenge.It's quite good, they are alive and well, and I can also be free.

Now that my long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, I don't need to imprison myself with hatred anymore. For my own selfish desires, I hurt the people around me who really think about me, so why bother.

If you fight with the dragon for too long, you will become a dragon yourself.

Gazing into the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back.

That's all.

In the hand of the past life hangs a red and black Bana flower, the petals are like the letters that Xiujue spat out from time to time when he was still a small dragon and snake.

She stared at me, a little searching in her eyes.

I suddenly felt a little funny.

"Isn't it the first time you've seen the demons?" I smiled and shook my head, "I won't take the Bana flower from your hand."

The past life seemed to raise his head and glance at me, trying to show me a stylized smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he forcibly suppressed the smile back.

I know that she still cares about what I just said.

So she also has feelings?

She turned sideways, her figure gradually faded away, and gradually gathered into a rainbow bridge, extending to my feet.The starry sky overhead is also getting brighter and brighter with the brilliance emanating from the bridge.

The other side of the bridge towers into the sky, and I don't know where it leads.

But I'll just go.

The sun is shining brightly, the spring breeze is blowing, and there are some dust floating in the air, like bubbles blown by children.

The high walls are covered with vines, old and damp, with some blue moss growing on the corners.In the bushes by the wall, the leaves trembled a few times, and with a sharp meow, a pure black female cat staggered and ran away.

A hand reached into the bushes, and from a sparse place, he took out a pink kitten, whose eyes hadn't been opened yet, weak and pitiful.The whole body is furry, curled up in the man's palm, and the pink paw scratched him twice intentionally or unintentionally.

The man took off the fox fur from his shoulders, wrapped it around the little milk cat's body, chuckled lightly, and stretched his brows, even his snake eyes were full of tenderness: "I will protect you well this time."