Chapter 255: Painted Dreams by the Flood Desolation [5]
She slapped the window glass hard, looking at the low-rise one-story building where she and Tianqing lived.
Tianqing is still hiding inside!
"It's sunny! Fine! She shouted hoarsely, but the car soon drove away, and she watched as the house grew farther and farther away......
It was a farewell between her and her sister, and she didn't say a word of goodbye, it came so suddenly.
In the twenty years since, every time I think about it, I feel so painful.
Even though her heart, trained in the darkness and fighting, was as cold and hard as a stone, she really hurt.
She regretted letting Tianqing fall and regretted not fulfilling her promise.
She also abandoned Tianqing like her mother, so small Tianqing, she was alone......
Twenty years later, when fate finally arranged for them to reunite, she only had time to see Tianqing in tatters.
She finally collapsed at that moment......
No! Don't see these!
These are all in the past, why do you still see them?
Hua Xi only felt that his face was crawling with cold tears, and he waved his hands desperately, trying to push away those memories!
At this moment, a clear and peaceful Sanskrit sound suddenly crashed into her mind.
The sound of chanting scriptures is so peaceful and quiet, like a world where lotus flowers are blooming, pure and free of dust.
Hua Xi's frightened heart suddenly calmed down, and his body fell softly.
A pair of hands hurriedly caught her, and she heard the Sanskrit sound continuing above her head.
She opened her eyes slightly, saw a snow-white robe, and suddenly felt a little relieved.
"Little monk...... "You're here......
Without saying anything, she fainted.
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It was completely dark, Hua Xi woke up, raised her head, and saw a cave, she was sleeping on a pile of dry grass.
A bonfire burned silently.
The snow-white robe sat in front of the fire, baking a cold bun with a twig.
The firelight jumped and beeped, reflecting his picturesque face, as if it had been stained with a layer of gold paint.
Like a monk who is about to become a Buddha.
"I'm hungry." Wujiang didn't turn around, but he knew that she woke up, lifted the branch, and handed it to her, "Eat." ”
Hua Xi sat up slowly, looked around, there were only the two of them, and suddenly asked, "What about Long Qianyue?" ”
"I don't know, when I arrived, I only saw you, you were enchanted at the time, and you almost walked into the flames of the Nightmare Beast." Wujiang shook his head.
Hua Xi knew that he would never lie, so he was even more anxious.
"What is this place? Nightmaremon? What is it? ”
She was lucky and was bumped into by Wujiang, but what about Long Qianyue? Did he have such good luck?
"This is the Flood Wilderness, the last filthy land that survives between heaven and earth after the opening of the world, specially sealed the fierce beast Nightmare Beast, and the sword spirit."
"That horse is a nightmare?"
Wujiang nodded: "That's right, he is one of the eight fierce beasts of the ancients, and he is the best at spiritual attacks, which usually makes people collapse." ”
As he spoke, he glanced at her and remembered the crazy way she wept when he saw her.
He didn't want to ask about the private affairs of mortals, but he was really a little curious, what could a woman as strange as her make her afraid to be like that?
Without him explaining in detail, Hua Xi already understood the reason for the dream.
It turned out to be a mental attack, and it was really a terrible means!
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Tianqing's part is a memory, can you understand it?