Douluo's first sword

Chapter 456 The Tomb of Shui Bing'er 【Please subscribe and ask for a monthly ticket】

"Xuanmeng now, who is in charge?"

Fang Xuan landed in the Xuanmeng compound, stood with his hands behind his back, and calmly looked at the Xuanmeng soul masters around him.

"You are... Fang Xuan!"

Looking at this young and handsome boy, the blue-haired old woman had mixed feelings, and an indescribable bitterness rose in her heart.

"Uh, you recognize me?!"

Fang Xuan was slightly taken aback, raised his head, and looked at the blue-haired old woman carefully. He didn't have any impression of this person, and asked doubtfully, "I don't remember seeing you, who are you?"

The blue-haired old woman smiled wryly and said, "I am... Shui Yue'er."

"What! Are you Shuiyue'er?!"

Fang Xuan was very surprised, he really didn't associate the old woman in front of him with the lively and lovely girl back then.

A hundred years have passed, things have changed, people have changed, and the sea has changed. The beautiful girl at the time has now turned into an old man who is dying. Fang Xuan's heart is full of emotion.

Tears flowed involuntarily from those cloudy old eyes.

Shui Yue'er pointed at Fang Xuan, and asked angrily: "Fang Xuan, do you still remember that there was a woman waiting for you in Tianshui City?!"

Fang Xuan was in a daze, thinking of the beautiful girl who was reluctant to leave Tianshui City when he left Tianshui City.

Those affectionate words at that time are still lingering in my ears.

do not forget me……

Fang Xuan was in a complicated mood with mixed feelings, and couldn't help asking Shui Yue'er: "Shui Bing'er, are you okay..."

Shui Yue'er laughed miserably: "My sister is already dead!"

"died?!!"

Fang Xuan was shocked, he couldn't believe what he heard, and said: "How is it possible?! With Shui Bing'er's talent, it shouldn't be difficult to reach the Title Douluo, even if he lived another hundred or two hundred years, it would be nothing The question is, how did she die?!"

"As early as 100 years ago, my sister died."

Shui Yue'er sighed, with a gloomy expression on her face, and said: "Originally, with my sister's talent, breaking through to Title Douluo and even Super Douluo is no problem, and she can have a long lifespan of hundreds of years.

But since you left Tianshui City, she has been depressed, doesn't think about food and drink, and doesn't even care about cultivation. She sits at the window every day, looking towards the southeast day and night, as if waiting for something. "

Speaking of this, Shui Yue'er paused, took a deep look at Fang Xuan, and sighed: "I know, she is waiting for you!"

Fang Xuan was silent.

The right palm was involuntarily clenched, and a stream of bright red blood dripped down.

"Time passed day by day, day after day, year after year, but you, Fang Xuan, never appeared again, as if you had long forgotten this distant place, and you also forgot that there is a girl waiting for you here."

With dry hair loose, Shui Yue'er's old face showed a touch of pain, and continued: "Gradually, my sister's body began to feel unwell, and she became increasingly haggard, depressed, and even her realm fell. On a rainy night, my sister's illness It deteriorated rapidly, and suddenly fell into a coma, and has never woken up since then..."

dead, dead.

Shui Bing'er is dead...

Fang Xuan was in a daze, thinking of that pure and lovely girl, who died so silently, his heart felt as uncomfortable as a needle prick, and at the same time, a deep sense of self-blame welled up in his heart.

Because Shui Binger's death was mostly due to him.

Back then, Shui Bing'er had summoned up the courage to confess to Fang Xuan, and a feeling of ignorance was born in his heart, but because of the pursuit of the Wuhun Palace, and because he was too weak and busy with cultivation at that time, he did not accept it. Shui Binger's feelings.

I did not expect such a regrettable situation.

Fang Xuan let out a long sigh, his expression very sad.

"Why didn't you come to me?" He looked at Shui Yue'er.

"People are gone, what's the use of looking for you?"

Shui Yue'er laughed bitterly, and said sadly: "She was only 21 years old when she passed away!"

At the age of 21, in the prime of life, he didn't want to turn into a handful of dust and die forever.

After a long silence, Fang Xuan raised his head and stared at Shui Yue'er, a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "Take me to see her!"

……

Outside Tianshui City, a solitary bluestone tomb.

The cemetery is very tidy, without even a single leaf. It seems that someone often comes here to clean it. There are many green grass and flowers growing around, and the environment is quiet and beautiful.

In front of the grave made of bricks and stones, stood a bluestone tombstone with a line clearly engraved on it: Tomb of Shui Bing'er!

Led by Shui Yue'er, Fang Xuan came to Shui Bing'er's tomb, looking at the familiar name on the bluestone tombstone, a very complicated emotion surged in his heart, and he felt a dull pain.

"I...my name is Shui Bing'er, what's your name?!"

"I give this knife to you as a thank you for saving me."

"Fang Xuan, I...I like you!"

"do not forget me!"

All the past events were shown in his mind like a slide show, making Fang Xuan's body tremble slightly, with a suffocating pain.

The past is vivid in my mind, but unfortunately the beauty has long since passed away.

At this moment, Fang Xuan's understanding of life and death deepened crazily, the bottleneck of his practice that had been stuck for a long time began to loosen, and waves of life and death power spread rapidly, causing the flowers, plants and trees in the jungle to half quickly. The withering of the other half, the crazy growth of the other half, life and death are divided into two poles!

His eyes gradually turned blood red, and he walked towards Shui Binger's grave step by step.

"Fang Xuan, what do you want to do?!"

Sensing the unusual aura rising from Fang Xuan's body, Shui Yue'er was slightly taken aback, fearing that he would act recklessly.

"I want to take another look at Shui Bing'er, even if it's a piece of bone, a handful of ashes..."

There was determination in Fang Xuan's cold eyes. With a big wave of his hand, the bluestone tomb exploded, and a white ice coffin gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

Inside the ice coffin, a beautiful blue-haired girl lay quietly, with exquisite facial features and a gentle expression, like a pool of clear water, giving people a peaceful and beautiful feeling.

"Bing'er..."

Fang Xuan looked dazed, looking at the blue-haired girl lying in the ice coffin as if she was asleep, his breathing gradually became rapid, and he felt like a dream.

This thousand-year-old ice coffin has preserved Shui Binger's remains intact, and has not allowed this face to be eroded by the years. For a hundred years, Shui Binger is still so beautiful, elegant, gentle, and lifelike.

Like a Sleeping Beauty!
Unfortunately, never wake up...

Fang Xuan sighed for a long time, his eyes moved down slightly, and suddenly he noticed that Shui Binger was holding a broken knife in his hand, a white broken knife!

The body of the blade was damaged, and the edge of the blade was broken. It seemed that after countless fierce battles, the entire blade was riddled with holes and could no longer be repaired.

But looking at this white broken knife, Fang Xuan's eyes suddenly became moist, and he murmured: "Shadowless knife..."

(End of this chapter)