From a girl to a wife,
Hua Yan didn't feel much,
She continued to be naughty.
On the contrary, Theta Sagittarii was a little uncomfortable,
Because Hua Yan was usually too good at courting death, Theta Sagittarii always treated her as a child,
Now the relationship between the two of them has changed,
Theta Sagittarii felt a little erratic.
Theta Sagittarii was originally extremely insecure,
Moreover, their identities couldn't get rid of the gap between the Inquisitor and the Funerary Deities. Hua Yan wasn't surprised.
When they first met,
Because of Theta Sagittarii's lines, it was inevitable that he thought highly of himself, but after getting along for a long time,
She knew that there was a rotten wound hidden in the heart of the knife,
It sealed an obscure inferiority complex.
That inferiority complex didn't come from others,
It came from Theta Sagittarii himself, and it came from the endless nightmares brought by the former Demon King.
He felt inferior and proud. He knew that his wings had been broken, but he still yearned to fly.
But no matter how distressed he appeared to be, Zong San's nature was that of a gentle god.
His gentleness remained calm. He would stretch out a finger for the birds outside the window to rest temporarily. He would also gently touch Hua Yan's head when she pounced on him.
One never refused, and the other was insatiable.
Hua Yan knew,
Theta Sagittarii was betting everything to accept her love.
If she didn't love him anymore, she could turn around and leave at any time,
But Theta Sagittarii couldn't,
If she gave up,
He had no way out except for the abyss.
Even if he was in a state of panic all day long, he still held her outstretched hand under her compulsion.
— — so gentle.
The faith of the human world had begun to develop. Hua Yan planned to meet her sister's reincarnation, the Divided Spirit Witch Cui Zi.
Sakura Ogami's personality was divine. Even if she split her soul and reincarnated, she would not be able to escape the influence of divinity. She was strict, holy, and loving.
Hua Yan knew that Sakura Ogami was basically a saint who never made a mistake. Therefore, Hua Yan was very surprised that Sakura Ogami's doppelganger was in a relationship.
As a two-pronged ape, Hua Yan had, of course, seen Inuyasha's classic anime. However, it had been too long, and her memory was a little fuzzy.
However, after listening to Sakura Ogami's explanation, Hua Yan recalled that apart from collecting the fragments of the Jade of the Four Souls and defeating the villain Nara, the emotional entanglement between the male and female protagonists was also a major highlight of the story.
After all, my past life became my love rival or something. It was not easy for two people to complete a life and death struggle between three people.
Hua Yan remembered that in the entire Inuyasha, Platycodon Grandiflorus and Twilight Kagome's fans were the most fiercely arguing.
The arguments of "I was his ex-girlfriend in the past life, and now I'm his current girlfriend, but what should I do now that my past life is resurrected?", "Who is the third one?", and "Who does Inuyasha love?" had never reached a definite conclusion.
However, Hua Yan always felt that arguing about this was not necessary. In the end, it was basically useless. Hua Yan felt that rather than arguing about this unsolvable puzzle, it was better to let the two beautiful sisters walk together.
Hua Yan met Cui Zi as Li Bai.
As the world sang, in accordance with Sakura Ogami's usual style, Cui Zi's appearance was elegant and beautiful. There was a soul mark representing the four souls between her eyebrows. She was wearing a witch costume and armor. Her spiritual power was strong and pure like a god walking in the world.
Hua Yan put her hands together and smiled sadly, "Miss Cui Zi, I wish you all the best."
Cui Zi looked at the white-haired nun in front of her with a compassionate smile. She didn't know why she couldn't help but smile and chuckle, "You too, I don't know why I always feel like I'm an old friend at first sight."
Of course, I feel like I'm an old friend at first sight. I slept in your bed, rolled on your carpet, and took root in your bathtub … Well, I know these are not important.
Hua Yan smiled slightly, "We'll meet again if fate wills it."
Hua Yan knew that there would be no chance to meet "Cui Zi" again in the future, because soon, Cui Zi would die in a bitter battle to protect the human city for seven days and seven nights. She would become a wisp of heroic soul in the Jade of Four Souls that would never be at peace.
Hua Yan took Theta Sagittarii's hand and walked back slowly. She closed her eyes slightly and enjoyed the gentleness of the breeze.
"Is it really okay to do this?"
Hua Yan opened her eyes and smiled, "Why do you say so?"
"Although it is our responsibility to protect history, she is your elder sister after all, isn't she?" Theta Sagittarii looked at her, and there was no emotion in her heterochromatic pupils, just calmness.
"Is it really okay to watch her fall into eternal damnation like this?"
Hua Yan exhaled softly. She was not surprised that Theta Sagittarii would ask this question. In fact, many people had asked her … or asked the plant race the same question.
"Theta Sagittarii, we —"
"In the end, she is not human."
Human emotions were too hot and too frequent. They may experience more than ten different emotions in a short day, extending different feelings because their life was too short.
The life of a sword had gone through a long time, accompanied by the honor and disgrace of the monarch. As a life of a killing weapon, although the vicissitudes of time had settled down, it was still magnificent.
But, what about the life of a plant?
"Growing from a seed, experiencing wind and rain, enjoying the sun, following the law of nature to wither, waiting for the next year's flower to bloom, or eternal death."
"There are too few plants that can cultivate into spirit monsters, so we can't treat all plants as members of our race. That would be heart-wrenching."
"Looking at life and death lightly, following the cycle of reincarnation, this is nature, and also the nature of our race."
Hua Yan exhaled and watched her breath turn into white mist in the cold air. Her enchanting eyebrows were extraordinarily calm.
"We will cherish and love each and every one of our race. We will provide them with protection and support, but we will also respect their choice of life, respect their life and death."
Just like how Hua Yan willfully gave up her god base in order to live a carefree life, whether it was the loving Old Pine or Sakura Ogami, who valued rules the most, they didn't stop her, nor did they say anything inappropriate.
"Choosing to become a witch that walks the human world was the decision of my sister. Choosing to die to protect humanity was also my sister's choice."
"I can't change this, and I can't change this." Hua Yan turned back to look at the path she had taken. "In our eyes, she is beyond redemption, but in her eyes, she only did what she should do."
"Respect her life, and don't casually interfere with other people's lives."
In the eyes of humans, the philosophy of the plant race was mostly absurd and laughable.
In human society, there were far too many adults who used the excuse of "for your own good" and "love" to interfere with other people's paths. They rejected other people's ideas of seeking common ground while reserving differences, and insisted that they were right.
Everyone was an independent individual. They could teach, support, and provide help, but sometimes, others would always have their own paths to walk.
Tolerance and respect weren't just about the daily trifles, but also about the compromises and concessions of ideas.
Hua Yan was already at this age. Although she was still a child in the plant race and her nature was more playful, she understood what she should understand.
— — What you think is right might not make the person walking on it happy.
"Probably, if I die one day, Grandpa Old Song will probably bring a lot of beautiful ladies to my grave to scatter flowers for me and sing a song for me. Then, they will go back to their own homes and live their own lives."
"They won't even shed tears."
"Because I'm not dead, but I've finished walking the path that a rose should walk."
Hua Yan raised her hand and touched Theta Sagittarii's face. She knew that during this period of time, he had been feeling uneasy, and that uneasiness didn't come from himself, but from her.
"Roses are flowers that symbolize love, so I won't lie."
"In my eyes, there have been thousands of miles of rotting bones, mountains of corpses, and seas of blood; there have also been green shadows of trees, and bright moons falling into pools."
"So I can understand your uneasiness and pain."
"Even if I open the birdcage, I want you to fly out by yourself."
"If you don't want to leave, then treat the birdcage as a nest, and not an iron cage that prevents you from flying."
Many people said that Hua Yan had a childish temperament, and in fact, they weren't wrong.
Because she was naive and ignorant, she would live a happier life.
"I love you, not because you're worthy of me, and not because of what you have, but whether I love you, and whether I'm willing to be with you, understand?"
Hua Yan didn't believe that she wouldn't be able to turn her blade back after drinking chicken soup three times a day.
Even Shōgun Inu, a dog, and her cold sister were in a relationship. How could she, a rose that symbolized love, still be a single dog QAQ?
It was really her fault for being too beautiful.
After meeting Cui Zi, there was no way for her to continue her mission for a while. Hua Yan had nothing to do, so she began to play with her Honmaru.
Last time, after the Psychokinesis Transformation Technique was taken away by the swords in Honmaru, many Funerary Deities seemed to have researched some ways. Hua Yan saw the lonely old man Mitsuki laughing as he slashed out a golden crescent moon.
Probably because the legendary foundation of the Thousand-Year-Old Swordsmen was more solid, Kokunimaru, Juzumaru, Uetsunaru, and other Swordsmen had figured out the shape of their telekinesis, and the other Swordsmen had also made some progress.
The Psychokinesis Transformation Technique was given to Hua Yan by Iris. Hua Yan always felt that this setting was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.
Hua Yan herself was also training her Psychic Technique. As a Pipi Hua who was once chased by the Dark Faction, Hua Yan attached great importance to the growth of her strength.
Hua Yan's ability was a double-edged sword. Just like how she was born in the hands of the darkest and most filthy Necromancer, but also bathed in the faith and gentleness of the Elves, one of the purest races in the world.
If this ability wasn't used properly, it wouldn't be a joke anymore.
Hua Yan tried to make a few transactions with humans. In this era of war, desire was the most straightforward and the darkest existence. Many times, it even made people feel that it was ridiculous.
But what made Hua Yan's hair stand on end was that she was trying to find the bottom line of her ability, but she still couldn't find the bottom.
In the transactions that Hua Yan didn't involve herself in, as long as the other party was willing to pay the price, they could finally get what they wanted — any wish.
A city lord was willing to pay the lives of his entire clan in exchange for a hundred years of peace in the city. A beautiful woman was willing to use her children in exchange for unattainable love.
As small as a child exchanging a grasshopper for candy, as big as involving the lives of hundreds or even thousands of people, it seemed that she could do it.
In the process of testing her ability, Hua Yan always tried to control it. She even lied to some people, saying that they couldn't do what they begged for even if they tried their best.
In fact, it was possible to do it, but Hua Yan didn't know whether it was the blessing of God or the curse of the devil.
When a transaction was made, Hua Yan's mind would automatically judge the weight of the wish and the price that needed to be paid. Sometimes, the price would make everything go well, but sometimes, it would only leave desolation.
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