There was a burst of laughter on the city wall.
It was really painful. His face became abnormally pale, but he was still laughing as he looked at the big ship in the sky. He was laughing very happily, miserably, resolutely, and even a little crazy.
Sangsang stood at the bow of the ship and looked at the man on the city wall below. She looked calm and did not get angry because of his disrespect, nor did she feel disgusted because of his existence.
She felt that this feeling of calmness was very good and very powerful. Even if she thought that she was calm, it was still calm. After calmness came silence, and silence meant eternity.
She thought that she could keep calm, but looking at Ning Que's pale face and the blood that kept flowing out of his chest, she did not know why she also felt a little pain in her chest.
Was it an illusion or an illusion? Sangsang erased this question from her mind with unimaginable willpower, but she could not stop her brows from slightly frowning.
She looked at Ning Que quietly and suddenly asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"
Ning Que looked at his chest and the blade that had penetrated deep into his flesh. He squeezed out a miserable smile and said, "A man should be tough on himself."
Sangsang murmured, "But it still hurts."
Ning Que's fingers tightened and the iron knife was inserted deeper into his chest. Dozens of beads of sweat dripped down his pale cheeks. He looked up at her and said, "I am a real man."
Sangsang looked at him and said with pity, "Does it really not hurt?"
Ning Que's right hand, which was holding the hilt, trembled slightly. The blade made a longer cut in his chest, and blood flowed down like a waterfall. He said, "In the West-Hill Divine Palace, my flesh and blood have been cut by you countless times. I have long been used to it. It's nothing new. Now I think I should thank you."
Sangsang asked him three times if it hurt, but he did not answer. How could it not hurt when the knife was inserted into his heart? But his heart had already been in extreme pain and had become numb.
"Yes, as long as you are a human, you will feel pain."
The pity disappeared in an instant, and Sangsang said expressionlessly, "You are a human, and you have the three poisons of greed, anger, and obsession in your body. You have been on the chessboard for thousands of years, and your love is deeply rooted. My poison is gone. What about yours?"
Ning Que looked at her and laughed again. His laughter became more and more indifferent.
"Throughout my travels in the human world, you've always wanted me to understand what emotion and love are. Up until now, I still haven't completely understood it, but I'm at least clear about one thing. Emotion and love are sometimes not acceptance, but giving. Everyone has a heart that can't bear to hurt others. The more you've given me, the more you can't bear to hurt me."
Sangsang looked at him and said calmly, "I want to leave. If you want to stop me, you can only kill yourself. Then I will die. Do you really have the heart to do that?"
Ning Que laughed and said, "What you said is not comprehensive. Love and affection are not one-sided acceptance or one-sided giving. They are shared. I really don't want you to die, but are you willing to watch me die? If you really are Haotian Heartless, you should have left earlier. Why are you telling me so much? "
As he spoke, he coughed up blood. His teeth and pale cheeks were covered in bloodstains. He looked abnormally ferocious, but hidden within was a will and determination that even the heavens could not ignore.
Sangsang was silent for a long time. Then she smiled and said, "What you said makes sense. Since the final outcome is separation, I shouldn't say so much."
The spring wind blew the indigo robe, and the flowers on it gradually bloomed. The indigo lion walked on the clouds, and the big ship slowly moved toward the distant golden line in the sky. She stood at the bow of the ship and no longer looked at him.
Ning Que looked at the big ship in the sky and her back. He said with a pale face, "You know I don't like death. Until that day when there was no such person in the City of Wei. Those people were all dead. I thought you were also dead. Later, when the Empress also jumped down from here, I realized that death is not terrible."
Sangsang did not turn around. Her knuckles behind her turned white. She must be exerting a little force. She looked at the distant shore and thought to herself, "Do you want me to die so much?"
She had asked this question many times. Ning Que laughed again, and his body trembled. He said loudly, "I said in West-Hill that we will die together or live together."
Sangsang ignored him and the big ship continued to move toward the shore.
"Yes, it's so unforgettable. How can I bear to let you die? You are Haotian, and you can calculate everything in the world. How can you not calculate this? You know I can't bear to let you die. "
Ning Que pulled out the iron cutlass and put his hand into his chest. He held his heart and pulled it out forcefully. Blood flowed out, and his heart was exposed to the clear blue sky.
His face was as pale as snow, and his body kept trembling. He could no longer stand and knelt down in his own blood. Blood splashed in front of his knees.
"Unforgettable? I crushed my heart. No matter how deep the words engraved on it are, can they still exist? I can't bear to let you die, so I crushed my heart. Naturally, my heart can bear it. "
Ning Que gasped painfully and said, "If you don't stop, then we will die together."
Sangsang still ignored him, and the big ship continued to move forward.
She was now Haotian, a pure collection of objective rules. Naturally, she was indifferent and heartless. She was no longer bound by the human world and would not be threatened.
If Ning Que committed suicide, Sangsang would die, but Haotian would still be alive.
A desperate expression appeared on his face, and at the same time, there was a trace of ruthlessness. He clenched his fist!
In the palm of his hand was the bright red, beating heart.
His Great Spirit was close to the advanced level, and his body was as hard as iron. Most importantly, Sangsang could heal his bones with a wave of her sleeve, so it was very difficult for him to commit suicide.
During the time he traveled with Sangsang in the human world, he had imagined many ways to commit suicide. Previously, he used the Great Spirit to cut open his chest and stabbed his heart. Once again, he confirmed that even if the blade pierced his heart, it would be difficult for him to die instantly.
As long as Sangsang had a moment, she could cure him.
Therefore, he took out the heart. As long as he clenched his fist, it could be crushed into countless pieces. Even Haotian could not bring him back to life.
If he died, Sangsang would die, but Haotian would still be alive. It seemed unreasonable for him to do so, but he still decided to do so, because it represented his attitude, and he wanted to see her attitude in the end.
He clenched his fist. With his current strength, even an iron ball would be crushed. However … the bright red heart was only a little deformed, not even a crack appeared.
It was very painful. Ning Que's heart was very painful, but it was not broken.
He was shocked and confused, and did not understand why.
Sangsang stood at the bow of the ship, smiling without saying a word.
In the last decades in the world of the chessboard, from the redwood forest to the peak of that mountain, she had left her divine body and lived in his heart. His heart had become extremely strong.
Ning Que himself did not know this change, but she did.
She knew what he was thinking, so how could he beat her?
A cool breeze blew past, and a light spring rain fell from the sky.
The rain fell on Ning Que's body, washing away the blood and the dust on his heart.
The heart returned from his palm to his chest, and the wound healed instantly, not even a scar could be seen.
Ning Que looked at his chest, and felt that the heart seemed to beat more strongly than before.
He could raise the iron cutlass, cut his chest again, and dig out the heart, but he did not do so. No matter how strong-willed a person was, it was difficult for him to kill himself a second time without hesitation when he failed to commit suicide. More importantly, he knew that Sangsang would not give him a second chance.
The previous time was an unspoken agreement between them, or a gamble.
He lost. There was a sweetness in his heart, but he was not reconciled to it.
Ning Que said, "I don't want to leave you."
"As I said, we will meet again when you can really write that character."
Sangsang looked at him quietly, and her face was a little pale. Her emotions were a little complicated, and she said, "Besides, you have drunk my tea, many times."
For so many years, they lived under the same roof, tossed and turned in the same big bed, and ate in the same iron pot. Of course he had drunk her tea.
Ning Que was stunned, and after a long silence, he suddenly pointed between his legs.
He asked loudly, "What should I do if you just leave like this?"
Sangsang smiled and said nothing.
Ning Que flew into a rage and shouted, "Hurry up and come down. Cure my legs!"
Sangsang smiled and turned around, and did not speak again.
She had fused with him, and now his heart had become indestructible, and the injury between his legs had naturally healed. Ning Que, of course, knew that he just wanted to find an excuse to keep her.
This excuse was a little ridiculous and pitiful.
The big ship continued to sail to the horizon, and then gradually disappeared in the golden line.
She was about to reach her other side.
Looking at the gradually disappearing big ship, and looking at her who was far away, Ning Que's tears kept flowing down his face, and he said bitterly, "You have already left. What's the use of this?"
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The big ship left, and countless believers in the human world knelt down to send them off.
That golden line was the other side.
Countless lights rushed in front of her, and Sangsang subconsciously narrowed her eyes.
The door of the Divine Kingdom was destroyed by the Headmaster, and it was the first time for her to go back through this way. It was a little strange, but she knew it would not go wrong.
Because she came from the Divine Kingdom, and her other side was naturally the Divine Kingdom.
She closed her eyes, and was ready to meet herself in the Divine Kingdom, and then fuse with it.
When she opened her eyes, she saw a lush mountain ridge.
Her face was a little pale, and her body was a little stiff.
She was very familiar with this lush mountain, but it was not the Divine Kingdom, but Min Mountain.
In the mountain, she stood in silence for countless days and nights, trying to figure out the reason.
The little indigo lion knelt beside her uneasily, and looked around.
After countless days and nights, she finally figured out the reason — she was the choice of human beings, and she came from the human world, not the Divine Kingdom, so her other side was the human world.
She was still in the human world.
Besides, there was another reason.
She looked at her lower abdomen, and frowned slightly. She felt strange, and even a little scared.
Or, this was the real stroke of genius.
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(End of Volume Five, Stroke of Genius) (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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