[Jian 3] Pit father's love game

Chapter 232 Main Story Ending - Daoist



Chapter 232 Main Story Ending - Daoist

The familiar computer, the familiar desktop picture, and even the conspicuous game icon on the desktop are the same as the original memory.

Everything is both familiar and strange.

The feeling of a world away reminded Li Wenyin that those past experiences were real, not her imagination or dreams.

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【Then, goodbye, host. 】

The translucent snow-haired boy was floating in the air, his arms had lost their shape and turned into dots of fluorescent light.The flashes of light in the crystal blue eyes seemed to gather and collide with countless rays of light.

Li Wenyin saw that there were glowing silk threads being pulled out of his body one by one, like a spring silkworm spinning silk.

These silk threads all sank into the body of the boy in the sky.

The young man who looked like an elf slowly approached her from the air, his glazed crystal face was still dazed and ignorant.

He, who is not human, does not understand many things himself.Human emotions, human feelings, including human form...he hasn't fully learned it yet.

He tried to raise his arm, and when he saw his own arm that had turned into fluorescent light, he slowly stopped the movement.

The light in his crystal blue eyes gradually faded, and the snow-white hair slightly covered his eyes, mixed with the eyelashes of the same color.

The light-colored lips slowly evoked a stiff smile. He was trying to imitate human expressions, trying to convey friendly emotions:

[I will miss you, host. 】

——System 031 successfully separated from the host——

——The remaining energy is less than 12%——

——Release the humanoid form and enter the dormant mode——

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--4--

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--2--

--1--

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The translucent snowfield elves suddenly disappeared into the air, leaving no trace behind.

And the scenery in front of her has become this strange yet familiar bedroom.

The computer is still on, there is still a half-drunk drink on the computer table, and there is a bag of potato chips opened by the table...

Everything is as if the owner has just left for a short while.

Li Wenyin walked to the full-length mirror in silence. The woman in the mirror had black hair with a shawl, dark brown eyes, and a beautiful face.Although it can be called beautiful, there is no doubt that this face is far less stunning than that of the character "Qu Lingyin".

Li Wenyin raised her hand in front of the mirror, and tentatively touched her face. The person in the mirror did the same, and her dazed mind finally settled down a bit.

Although she was a little more stable, she smiled in the mirror with an indistinguishable emotion.

I don't know when she started, but she gradually forgot what she looked like.In that dangerous and gorgeous world, she spent too long time, so long that she almost forgot her original self, her appearance, her wish, and even her name in the end... …

"So, did Qu Lingyin become Li Wenyin, or..."

The mirror surface she touched with her hand felt as cold as the person who had been walking in the wind and snow all year round:

"Li Wenyin has become Qu Lingyin?"

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"Once upon a time, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly, a lifelike butterfly, which was a metaphor for self-awareness and aspirations!

蘧蘧 Ran Zhou also.I don't know that Zhou's dream is a butterfly and a butterfly's dream is Zhou Yu?Zhou and Butterfly must be divided.This is called materialization. "

—————— "Zhuangzi? Equality of Things"

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The trend of the world, long-term unity must be divided, long-term division must be united, prosperity and chaos intersect each other, prosperity is not eternal, and chaos will end.

In the second year of Baoying, the Anshi Rebellion ended, and the mountains and rivers returned to stability.

In the fifth year of Baoying, Huashan Chunyang Palace and Sword Discourse Platform.

This is a world made of ice and snow, no matter where it is, there is a vast expanse of whiteness, and there is a person sitting in the center of the ice and snow.

His dark hair, white gold-patterned Daoist crown, cool and handsome face, and a Daoist robe of the same color as the snow made him almost blend with the ice and snow.

He was sitting in the snow with his eyes closed, and the light blue mist enveloped him. Occasionally, a few fine snows would gently fall on his long eyelashes, and he would not be moved.The trance-like posture is like a statue of a god placed in the snow.

The three-foot green blade was placed horizontally on the snow in front of him, and the sharp sword light was gradually hidden by the white snow.

A figure suddenly appeared in the flying snow all over the sky, that person was dressed in bright yellow, walking towards this side facing the wind and snow.The footprints he walked along the way were gradually covered by snowflakes falling from the sky until there were no traces left.

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"Young Master Ye."

The person sitting in the snow opened his eyes, and the fine snow and ice scum on his eyelashes were shaken off.His eyes were like dizzy ink, cold and quiet, but also soft.The wind and snow rustled, and the visitor was reflected in his eyes.

The visitor had black hair and a golden crown, and was dressed in bright yellow brocade clothes, with delicate embroidered texts on every corner of the clothes.This is a child of a family full of nobility.

The man who looked like a child of an aristocratic family held an umbrella and stopped in front of the Taoist, then he put down the umbrella, revealing an extraordinary handsome face, and a pair of star-like eyes with the edge of a sword.

"Long time no see, Daoist Ling."

The umbrella fell on the snow, silently.Red plums are embroidered on the snow-white umbrella surface, and the red plums are particularly conspicuous in the white snow.

The sound of the sword...

Young Master Jinyi drew out his sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at the Taoist sitting in the snow. The sharp blade reflected a white light.

"Use your sword, Ling Xuyang."

The Taoist priest looked at him and didn't speak, but the long sword in front of him, which was originally buried in the snow, suddenly bounced off all the fine snow, and the bright blade of the sword lay in front of him with a sharp edge.

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The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the snow and ice of the Sword Discourse Arena, bringing out several hazy halos.White cranes flew across the sky, and there were several clear cries.

The young master in bright yellow brocade clothes was lying in the snow looking up at the sky, with two light and heavy swords standing beside him.

"Your cultivation is exhausted again, let me congratulate you first."

He half sat up from the snow and looked at the Taoist meditating in front of him with an unchanged expression. Although he said congratulatory words, there was not much joy on his face.In the past, the face that always carried a gentlemanly expression was finally erased by the years of the morning sun.

The calm look can satisfy every elder, but it has lost its vitality.

"Assigned."

The Taoist nodded slightly, and the long sword also stood in the snowdrift beside him.He looked as usual and even had a light and polite smile, but his black eyes were still cold, reflecting the wind and snow, except that he couldn't reflect his once fiery emotions.

"The way you look now really makes me want to fight you again."

Ye Chengfeng stood up, he patted away the fine snow on his body, and showed a complicated smile that seemed to be both angry and sighing:

"Forget it, I don't care about your path to Chunyang Palace. I don't care what kind of path you take. But I want to ask you again, do you remember the past you? Or do you remember the time you once Everything you've been through?"

The Taoist's handsome and graceful appearance showed an ethereal and illusory temperament in the wind and snow. He nodded slightly and smiled:

"Of course I remember. The time when I traveled with you and fought against the enemy together, as well as the friendship with you, Pindao has always been engraved in my heart."

"So...do you still remember Qu Lingyin?"

Ye Chengfeng's eyes met Ling Xuyang's directly, and even the occasional fine snow falling between his eyes didn't make him look away:

"Let me ask you, do you remember Qu Lingyin?"

His emotions seemed to suddenly become agitated, the light sword was held in his hand, trembling almost uncontrollably:

"Answer me, do you remember her?"

They said that she fell in love with Ling Xuyang, and they left Chang'an together, but then she disappeared during the war, and there was no trace of her.But those who used to walk with her have forgotten her.

Facing the questioning from his former friends, Ling Xuyang looked calm, he was silent for a few seconds, and in the end it was still the same sentence:

"Pindao really didn't know the person the young master said."

Those black eyes did not dodge, they were still cold and clear.

Ye Chengfeng laughed suddenly, the laughter mixed with the sound of the wind had an indescribably desolate emotion, he put away the sword:

"...Forget it, this is the last time I will ask you."

"I'm getting married."

The person dressed in brocade clothes and luxurious clothes stood in the wind and snow, facing the setting sun, his eyes fell on the unreachable clouds in the sky.

"Pindao is here to express his joy."

With a faint smile on Ling Xuyang's face, the focus of his eyes fell on the sunset.He is a sincere congratulations. These people lived in the prosperous times and passed through the troubled times. Now that the world is settled, it is a good thing to be able to settle down with one person.

"Thanks."

There was not much joy on Ye Chengfeng's face, he turned around and looked at Ling Xuyang with a complicated expression, and after a few seconds he showed a bitter smile again:

"You forgot her. From now on, I will try my best to forget her."

He is not young anymore, so he shouldn't let the elders in the family worry about it anymore.He will, like most people, have someone to spend this life with.Although it is a pity that he is not the person I thought in my heart at the beginning, but the fact is already the case.

With an unchangeable ending, all he can do is to try his best to forget the person in his heart, otherwise it will be unfair to his future wife.

Qu Lingyin, Ayin... goodbye.

I will try to forget you.

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"I brought wine, do you want a drink?"

Ye Chengfeng's face returned to his usual expression. He found a stone platform, swept away a piece of snow, sat on the ground, and took out a set of drinking utensils.

Ye Chengfeng poured two glasses of wine, put one in front of him, and handed the other to Ling Xuyang.

Ling Xuyang looked at the wine in silence, and took the glass after a few seconds.After warming it with internal force, hand the wine glass to Ye Chengfeng:

"It's cold here, Mr. Ye, please pay attention to your health."

Ye Chengfeng didn't take the wine he handed over, but with an incomprehensible smile, he poured his glass of cold wine in one gulp.The wine in the world of ice and snow is as icy cold as this environment, and the cold feeling when the wine glides down the throat can even take away the temperature of the internal organs.

"Ah, it's so cold... This is really exciting."

The author has something to say:

Mr. System has left, A Yin has also left, the Taoist leader has forgotten, the second young master is about to forget, and the world is still going on.

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[The Government of Time, the Government of Time, the Government of Time, Honmaru closed down on the 11th!The bastard interrogator Qiang Wei deceived his feelings and ran away with government property!The son of a bitch, God interrogator Qiang Wei, ran away with her little lover!

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You give me back my glassy heart! Give me back my parting love!】


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