amaotonovel Chapter 715 Fairy in Painting (8)
Chapter 715 Fairy in Painting (8)
Outside the mural, the scene that Sang Feiwan saw was also constantly changing.
At first, there is a scene of two people getting married, and then there is a scene of both of them drawing their swords.
Sang Feiwan noticed that the veil of the woman in the painting had been taken off, but her back was facing away from her, so she couldn't see her specific appearance clearly.
As for Yu Beiming, his facial expression can be clearly seen in every picture and every angle.
Whether it was pain, sadness, or confusion, at this moment, there was actually some relief in his eyes.
He stood above the clouds, as if he had made some decision. He looked relieved, and a gentle smile reappeared in his eyes.
In the mural, he looked at Sang Feiwan tenderly and said, "Wanwan, you have to be careful. I'm going to go all out this time."
Sang Feiwan, who was standing opposite him, also pointed his sword at him and sneered, "You are the one who should be careful!"
The two men's swords attacked each other at the same time -
Above the clouds, two sword lights were seen getting closer and closer, as if two parallel lines that had never intersected were finally about to meet.
"Puff!" It was the sound of the sword piercing the flesh.
Sang Feiwan's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at the sword in her hand in surprise.
Blood suddenly gushed out, splashing on her flawless white cheek. She could vaguely feel the warmth and his breath.
Just at the moment when the two swords met, Yu Beiming's sword tip slightly deviated and avoided Sang Feiwan.
But his body was pierced through her sword fiercely.
"why?"
Her hand holding the sword was shaking, and her voice was trembling too.
"Why did you avoid me with your sword? Didn't you want to break through the illusion, leave this world and leave me? You clearly had a chance, why didn't you avoid it? Why did you let my sword hurt you?"
Yu Beiming's face was pale, but his smile was still gentle: "Even if you are an illusion in front of me at this moment, I still can't hurt you."
"You couldn't bear to hurt me, but let me kill you with my own hands? Yu Beiming, do you know how much my heart aches?"
“Don’t be sad, Wanwan. You can’t kill me. You showed mercy just now and didn’t use your spiritual power, so I’m just injured and I won’t really die.”
"But what if I just used my spiritual power? Yu Beiming, this is a fight of life and death, how can you treat it like a joke?"
Yu Beiming smiled and said, "If you really used your spiritual power, it doesn't matter. If I die under your sword, I will stay in this world forever and accompany you forever."
"Bei Ming, I believe you. I believe what you said. I am the fake one."
She looked at him with eyes full of sadness: "What a pity! If I were real, and this world was real, could we be together forever?"
"We will be together, no matter what form or identity, we will be together in the end."
"Okay, I'll wait. Waiting for the moment when we will finally be together."
She suddenly put her arms around his neck and gave him a gentle kiss.
Their lips overlapped, their tears blended together.
Behind me, the mountains were collapsing, the ground was cracking, and the whole world was crumbling.
Her kiss became fainter and fainter, and her face became fainter and fainter, and soon she turned into quicksand, which was scattered by the wind...
"Late night!"
He rushed over and wanted to hug her.
But what he was holding onto was just nothingness.
Sang Feiwan's figure turned into countless specks of light and disappeared from their sight in an instant, along with this world.
"do not want!"
After a rapid fall, he suddenly fell out of the world of the mural and was about to hit the ground.
Sang Feiwan, who was outside the mural, supported him.
He raised his head and looked at Sang Feiwan blankly: "Wanwan..."
He felt a suffocating pain in his chest and suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
Sang Feiwan hurriedly used his spiritual power to protect his heart meridian, so that his wound stopped bleeding.
——If he wants to overcome his inner demons, besides killing Sang Feiwan in the illusion, there is another way, which is to let the person in the illusion kill him.
Yu Beiming is protected by dragon energy. Under normal circumstances, people in the illusion cannot hurt him.
Just like when he was trapped by his inner demon in the mirror world and almost induced to commit suicide, at the critical moment, the dragon energy protected his heart and allowed him to regain consciousness in time.
But if he took the initiative to remove the protection of the dragon energy, he would no longer be invincible, and would be injured or even die.
In fact, if Sang Feiwan had not helped him heal his wounds in time, he would have been seriously injured even if he had not died.
Sang Feiwan saw that his wounds were slowly beginning to heal, and then he withdrew his spiritual power.
"I have healed your superficial wounds, but the wound on your heart meridian is not so easy to heal. It will take several months or even a year or two to slowly recuperate and adjust."
"Yeah." Yu Beiming didn't seem to care at all.
He didn't know what he was thinking, and his expression was a little lonely. But when he looked at Sang Feiwan, his eyes were filled with complicated emotions that were hard to hide.
Sang Feiwan asked him, "Is it worth it? For a false existence in the illusion, you would rather die than hurt her? You know that the world exists because of you, and once you leave, she will naturally disappear. So what's the point of you getting hurt?"
"There is no meaning, I just wanted to do it. Even if everything is false, what exists in my memory and in my heart is real, extremely real."
Yu Beiming's thin lips were stained with blood, so red that it was shocking.
He looked at Sang Feiwan and suddenly remembered something. Panic flashed in his eyes: "Wanwan, you have been looking at me outside the mural. Did you see her too?"
Sang Feiwan said, "I saw it. But it was just a few frozen pictures, no specific movement. And it was also very strange, the angle of the picture was always facing you, I couldn't see her face clearly."
Yu Beiming secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay..."
If Sang Feiwan knew that there was also a Wanwan in the mural, he really would not be able to explain it.
"What? You don't want me to see her?" Sang Feiwan's eyes were cold. "You've protected her to the point where you don't want anyone to see her?"
"Yu Beiming, is she that important to you? So you stay in this world and don't want to ascend to become an immortal, is it to wait for her?"
Sang Feiwan recalled that when she first appeared on a variety show with Yu Beiming, on the cruise ship to Koi Town, he mentioned that he once had a lover, but later she had completely forgotten about him.
At that time, the two had just met and their relationship was not deep, so Sang Feiwan did not ask too many questions.
At this moment, Sang Feiwan guessed that the woman in the mural must be Yu Beiming's lover when he was in the world of immortal cultivation. That's why she had such a profound impact on him.
Yu Beiming remained silent.
Just when Sang Feiwan thought he would not say anything more, he suddenly said, "I have come out of the mural, and she will always remain in the depths of my memory, forever and ever. As for the question of ascension, it is not because of her, but for other reasons. I will tell you later, okay, Wanwan?"
Having said this, Sang Feiwan is not the kind of person who likes to dig into things, so naturally he won't say anything more.