C152 (2/2)

”Kill!” Kill him! ”

”Killing cannot save the past, so why must you be so persistent?”

”This is not persistence, this is a promise, a promise to the 200,000 brothers who died along with the tens of millions of innocent cultivators!”

Xing Gan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. Together with Bi Huan, they quietly went through the painful memories of their past for a very, very long time.

”You are also a cultivator, who are you? You were the one who saved me? ”

In the end, it was Bi Huan who broke the silence. He knew that he was still alive and started to ask questions.

”More or less. I can't say that I'm able to save you, but I'm still unable to cure you of the poison in your body.”

”You know about the poison in my body? From your tone, you think you can explain this? ”

Nodding lightly, Xing Gan walked out of the room and arrived at a small hill at the village entrance. Looking at the clouds in the sky, Bi Huan appeared a moment later. She stood beside him, giving him a look before looking towards the horizon as well.

It was a rather cloudy day, and there was no sunlight, and the setting sun was just a vague outline. It wasn't dazzling, nor could it be considered soft, but rather had a kind of dim light to it, but Xing Qian was looking at it seriously, as if it were his lover.

After a long time, Xing Gan finally spoke. With a slightly magnetic voice, he recounted a long, long story.

”A long, long time ago, perhaps, it was too long ago. Even my memories have become a little blurry. At that time, I was still a child, and she was the closest and most respected person to me. ”

”She is beautiful, gentle, empathetic, and thought for others in every way. The clansmen all love her a lot, not because she is the daughter of the clan leader, but because she is the same as us, ordinary yet not ordinary at all. She helps the people who need help every day, laughs with them, enjoys with them, and sings to us children when we have free time. Her song is wonderful, and when I think about it now, she is still willing to immerse herself in the good times. ”

Xing Qian paused for a moment, as if he had truly immersed himself in his memories. Bi Huan didn't disturb him, but sat quietly and watched the sky grow darker. His face was also immersed, as if he had fallen into some sort of memory.

A smile appeared on Xing Gan's face. Perhaps childhood was the most unforgettable time of his life.

”She likes to sing. The beauty of her singing is the best among all the clansmen. When she was young, I even asked her, 'Why do you sing so well?' She said, 'Because I have a good heart!' Beautiful heart, hehe, only later, I know, she said beautiful, is peace. ”Peace, because there are no disputes, no killings, and no blood. Everyone is like a family, caring for each other and caring for each other. What a beautiful world this is!”

”For this dream, she embarked on a journey, never to return. At the end of our lives, she taught us the last song, telling us that she was going to make the world peaceful by her own power, and we waved goodbye with tears in our eyes, but we didn't ask her to stay, because we knew that she was happy for the dream, and we wanted her to be happy, as if she wanted all of us to be happy. ”

”Time, bit by bit, passed and we didn't hear any more news about her. Many times, we kids would just stand on the peak of the mountain and look at her snow-white figure when the sun sets. When she left, she chose this time, when the night was about to come, because she said that she would rush into the darkness alone and bring dawn to the world. ”

”When we heard about her again, she was a warrior who returned from the war and told us a story. They said that in that unprecedented battle, she appeared, and a snow-white figure was really as dazzling as the dawn. It illuminated everyone's eyes, and also their hearts.”

”In that battle, she was the last place to appear. She sacrificed her life and saved all those who died, whether they were her people or her enemies, whether they were injured or killed, she saved them all with her own strength. She hoped that her sacrifice would be able to calm the war and make everyone aware of the horrors of war and death.

”But, she was wrong. She sacrificed the person she had saved, and they started to fight again, and because of hatred and anger, they caused even greater and more tragic casualties. However, she could not see them, and we also hoped that she would not see them, because we were afraid of her sadness and despair. However, among the people who are still alive, there are a portion of people who are grateful to her and respect her. There are even more people who complain that she saved their enemies, who resent that she gave them hope and erased them, but, everyone remembers that in that red war, there was a touch of white who wished for the best ending. ”

The sky had already turned completely dark. Bi Huan lifted his head to look at Xing Qian. His lips moved slightly as he asked, ”What is her name?”

Xing Qian smiled, a desolate expression on his face.

”Her name is Bai Yi …”