Against the Gods

When it comes to "forbidden places”, one instinctively thinks of them as often dangerous places full of death and shadow. But this is a place of siege that even tens of thousands of years of shou won't be able to imagine.

Every flower grass here has extraordinary vitality and spirituality. The Wood Spirit Girl sat quietly in the colorful flower bushes, her eyes stared at the distance, sitting for a day, sometimes unresponsive to the light call of Shenxi.

This period of time, every day.

After hearing the cruel truth from the mouth of the clouds that day, her soul seemed to be trapped in a bottomless abyss, inseparable.

Yunchei walked to the side of the Wood Spirit Girl, but she didn't respond. The wind was brisk north, but all the flowers around her turned to the wooden spirit girl, gently soothing her sore heart.

Yunchuan sat forcefully forward, almost sitting beside Heling.

The touch of the body finally allowed Heling to react, and the consciousness turned under the eyes of the atheist. Yet Yunche looked at the distance she had previously blindly looked at, and did not say anything to comfort her, but suddenly exclaimed: "The world is amazing, there are people like Senior Shenxi. Every time I see her, I feel a fantasy in the face of a fairy in the sky. ”

The arrival of the clouds and the words finally brought Heling back to her heart, she said softly: “The master was already a fairy. ”

Yunchuang glanced at her and found her eyes ungodly when she spoke. At first sight, those eyes, like those of the emerald stars, were faintly suffocating in just a few days.

“Senior Shenxi not only has saved my life, but he can always see the worries in my heart and speak voluntarily to relieve me... has Senior Shenxi always been such a gentle man?” He smiled.

“Mm-hmm.” Heling nodded softly: “The master is not only a fairy, but also the most beautiful, kind, gentlest fairy in the world. ”

“Ah?” Yun Cher looked surprised: “Did you see Senior Shenxi? ”

“Well," Heling bowed again, still very slightly: “But you can't look. ”

“Uh, why? ”

“Because...” Heling's eyes finally have a little color... it's a sort of disenchanting color: “If you see the true face of the master, then the world will have no other color for you. ”

The phrase "…” stunned the clouds.

“The master has never let a man see her true face since many years ago. So it's been a long time since any man has had the privilege of seeing his master. Even if you want to see it, the master won't allow it. If you really had the privilege of seeing...” Her words and eyes are blurring: “Maybe you won't even look at me again. ”

Yunchuan shook his head with a smile: "Ha ha, how is that possible? When he was talking to me about you, he said you were the most beautiful sister in the world, and I didn't believe it. It wasn't until I met you that I realized there was such a beautiful girl in the world. ”

He Ling looked at him and smiled lightly and gently: "She looked better than I did the other day. ”

“Uh, did you?” The clouds look innocent.

Heling glanced over and looked away: “I know, you're trying to comfort me. I'm sorry... it worries you and your master, I'll be fine. It's just... it's just..."

In front of Yunche, she tried so hard to calm herself down and not let him worry about herself. But before the end of the sentence, her body and soul began to tremble violently again, how could it not stop: “I wonder... what the Woodlings have done wrong... how the heavens should treat us like this... what exactly have we done wrong...”

She held her shoulders in her arms and curled herself tightly.

“You didn't do anything wrong, never.” Yunchuan softly comforted himself. He knows that his comfort is incredibly pale.

She lay her head on her knees and whispered in a soft-hearted manner: “Since childhood, my father and mother have told me that we wooden spirits are a tribe guarded by nature, and that our destiny will always love us as long as we treat everything gently, lovingly and kindly. ”

Ringing the brief stop in the realm of the Wood Spirit, he sighed in his heart: "You Wood Spirit are the best and kindest race I have ever seen. Although you have experienced so much injustice and misery, in the future… I also firmly believe that your father and your mother will say that fate will surely pay you double. ”

“Huh...” she shook her head, shaking her head very hard, that asthma seemed to be laughing, laughing incredibly sadly: “The future? We, the Woodlings... there is no future..."

The clouds suffocated instantly.

“The father and mother who told me these words are dead... they used their lives to protect me... but I failed to protect the good people, and I failed to protect Linger..."

“The King of Wood Spirits has left me only one of the most useless women... completely cut off... there is no future... all my loved ones, though important... all are dead..."

“The future… the future…”

She lowered her voice and worded her heart.

Yun Che's eyebrows fluttered, and suddenly he realized that he had completely misjudged the state of Heling… much worse than he thought.

The royal blood line is broken, none of her relatives are in the world anymore, only she is left alone, and there is still a guilt in her heart about the death of Horin and the blood line broken...

The most tragic outcome has been the conviction that has been held in life; the hope that has been firmly believed and hoped for has been completely transformed into the darkest despair.

Fate is so unfair to the Woodlings.

I thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of the right words of comfort. He patted Heling on his shoulder and smiled: "Heling, at least, the Woodling royal family didn't really cut off. You are the last descendant of the King of Wood Spirits, although you are a woman, but the blood of the King of Wood Spirits is flowing on future children, so you must live well, as the last hope of the King of Wood Spirits, and then lead the whole family, waiting for fate to see that day. ”

“Destiny……" she said softly: "I have… stopped believing…"

Yunche: “…”

She lifted her head from her knees, there was no tear mist in her eyes, only the gray darkness that never dispersed. She looked at Yun Cher for a while, blindfolded her eyes and whispered: “Can you... call me sister? ”

Yunchuan looked at her with the same determination, but shook her head: “I am not Helin, he is already dead. ”

He Ling closed his eyes and said painfully: “Don't you want to give me a fantasy? ”

The clouds look soft and slightly deep: “Perhaps you won't believe that once, like you, I became nothing… including all hope. So I can understand your current mood, and I can understand that this illusory trust brings only brief self-comfort, and more intense pain. ”

He shifted his gaze and buried his head between his knees.

There has been a similar past, and Yunchuang is indeed well aware of the mood of Heling at this moment. However, she is a pure wooden spirit or a teenage girl, naturally far less strong than he was.

After a long silence, Yunche said again: "Heling, although I am not Helin, I will be your next of kin, like Helin. ”

Heling: “…”

“I don't know what I can do for you, but at least, I'll never hurt you. In front of me, you can cry all you want. You can tell me everything you want to say. ”

At this moment, Heling is undoubtedly in the worst position, and he expects her words to open her heart defenses so that she can release everything that accumulates in her heart… even slightly.

However, Heling has still not responded.

Yunchuan thought for a long time, just about to say something more, Heling suddenly made a slight noise... she said four words in a very faint, calm tone that Yunchuan never thought of:

“I want revenge. ”

The clouds frowned furiously, and there was an incredibly strong surprise and unbelievability in her heart.

The loss of loved ones, the loss of the whole family, the crazy idea of vengeance, was just normal.

But she is Heling... she is Wood Spirit! Wood spirits, endowed with the power of pure life, are extremely close to nature, their bodies, their minds, their souls, their purity to the extreme, their extreme exclusion from all evil and their absolute freedom from blood and killing.

Even a strain of flower grass that is no longer ordinary, they are not willing to step on it.

It is the most unlikely and arguably the least deserving creature in the world of the word "vengeance”!

When he knelt in front of him, he cried to worship him as a teacher. All he wanted was to “protect his people” and “find his sister”, and there was no desire for revenge.

However, Heling's mouth clearly said "I want revenge” and said so calmly.

Calm, which means that the idea is not a flash, but has begun to grow over the course of these few days.

In the midst of the clouds, Heling looked up at him slowly. The grey and dark color of her eyes was more intense. It was an emerald-like beauty, showing a grey and green color that perhaps even the Wood Spirit had never seen before: “Linger, did they tell you that the man who killed my father and mother and drove our entire family into despair... who? ”

“…” Clouds shook their heads: “I don't know. ”

Yun Che hesitated, but he let Heling's eyes flutter. He reached out and grabbed Yun Che's arm at once: “You know what I mean? Tell me... Tell me... Tell me who it is! ”

Yunchuan shook his head again: “I really don't know, they have no reason to tell me about an outsider. ”

Back then, in the secret realm of the Wood Spirit, gave him the green wood of the Wood Spirit Pearl and told him that when he killed the parents of Helin and Heling, he forced the whole family into a real despair... it was the Vatican gods!

A name she could never truly avenge.

He could never speak of this moment because it was so cruel that it only made her desperate beyond despair.

“No, you must know, you must know.” I don't know if she really thinks Yunchuan knows, or she's forced to hold onto the only straw: “Tell me, please tell me, please...”

“Heling!” Yunche grabbed Heling's shoulder and frowned: “Listen to me...”

“Tell her she has a right to know. ”

Behind Yun Che suddenly came a slightly cloudy voice.

Shenxi stood still not far from them, and Yunchuan had no idea when she was coming. Perhaps she has listened to what he and Heling have said.

“Master.” Heling sings softly, and since she is in front of Shenxi, she is still overshadowed.

There is tremendous resistance in the heart, but the gentle words of the divine Xi are with irresistible magic. Yunchuan took a slight breath and said: “Where they lived, Senior Aoki told me that the people who were after you... came from the Holy Land of the Vatican. ”

Shenxi: “…”

“…” Heling's lips open and set there. How could she not know anything about the world, or how the "Vatican gods" existed?

At the head of the four kings of the Eastern Divine Domain, in all kings of the entire divine realm, comprehensive strength is sufficient to rank among the top three.

“But besides that, Senior Aoki did not tell anyone in the Vatican god kingdom.” Yunchuan sighed: “Although I don't quite understand why Senior Aoki would be willing to tell me this to an outsider... I'm sure he's not lying. ”

“Van... emperor... god... realm..." Heling said softly, closing his eyes and shaking his whole body.

Almost attached to Heling's body, Yunchuang could clearly feel her soul sinking rapidly... sinking into a never-ending abyss of despair.

“Heling!” Clouds are tight in their hearts and they regret telling the truth.

“Linger,” Xinxi's soft tone whispered: “If you want revenge, there is someone who can help you… He is also the only one in the world who can help you. ”

Dim eyes opened for a moment, and Yun Cher stunned. “Who? ”

Who in this world has the guts and the strength to avenge the Vatican gods?

Who else would help a wooden spirit to avenge the Vatican gods?

What is even more incomprehensible is: such as the immortal, who never touches the divine ceiling of dust, why say these words to Heling... the distinction is like encouraging and guiding Heling to revenge?