Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 541: Ling Xiao Weiyang

The two sat by the lake, the stars in the distance were magnificent, and the small fishes were swimming nearby.

Long Moshen put Mu Wushuang's head gently on his shoulder, rubbed her cheeks with his hands, and said to her in a low voice:

"It's not too much. He indirectly killed my mother and killed her with hatred. I didn't let him die, it was already kind."

Yes, the catastrophe of the Qinglong Shrine was not enough to kill the Holy Emperor.

Because the two of them have resolved half of the catastrophe.

This catastrophe will only make the Holy Emperor's life worse than death.

And all of this was caused by the Holy Emperor himself, and it was his cold blood and ignorance that killed Queen Ling Xiao.

But they don't know what this catastrophe is, only the Holy Emperor who is about to face the catastrophe knows.

at the same time.

Cangming Continent, the cemetery of Qinglong Shrine.

In front of the most remote mausoleum, stood a tall middle-aged man, but his hair was gray, his eyes were sunken, and he seemed to have not slept for several days.

This person is the Holy Emperor. Since that day Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang got married, he has been standing in front of Ling Xiao Weiyang's tomb for several days, never leaving.

He was like the most affectionate man in the world, staring at the tombstone, as if passing through the tombstone and seeing the woman who had been sleeping in the ground for a long time.

He kept recalling her voice, face, and smile in his mind, but what he could think of more was her piercing cry when he left on the night of their marriage, her cold corpse and the tears from the corner of her eyes after the dystocia.

He regretted and blamed himself, resented Jiang Liyun, and even sending people to torture Jiang Liyun every day could not offset the hatred in his heart.

It would be great without Jiang Liyun, without her, he should live a happy life with Weiyang, she is still alive and will smile brightly at him, they may have other children, give Mo Shen and each child the best care .

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang in the sky, the bright moon was hidden in the clouds, and the night became darker.

But all kinds of beautiful treasures placed in front of the mausoleum illuminated it clearly and did not affect the sight.

The sea of ​​thunder on the clouds was turbulent, but the Holy Emperor seemed to be unknown, only the mausoleum in front of him was in his eyes.

"Cang Rui."

The Holy Emperor heard someone calling his name, and the voice was very soft and soft, somewhat familiar, but this familiarity seemed to span decades.

His eyes were red and he turned around abruptly.

A woman in an aqua blue dress stood there tenderly, with a gentle smile on her face. The smile seemed to enter the bottom of her eyes, and those dark eyes were filled with deep affection. rippling like waves.

"Wei...Weiyang!"

The Holy Emperor widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Cang Rui, do you see me so excited?"

The woman asked shyly, seeming a little surprised and secretly happy.

The Holy Emperor still couldn't believe it. The woman in front of him was the same as he remembered, but he was too old to look like she was still so young, and the years did not leave a trace on her face.

This familiar person, with familiar eyebrows, is exactly the person he wants to see most.

Looking at her, the Holy Emperor burst into tears, and she did not change in the slightest. She used to look at him like this, with only him in her eyes, and no one could tolerate it.

However, he turned a blind eye, regarded her as a vicious and vicious woman, and excluded her thousands of miles away.

He regretted that he didn't know people well at that time, and he couldn't even find the woman he loved most when he was by his side.

"Cang Rui, why don't you speak? You... do you hate me?"

Ling Xiao Weiyang took a step back, her clear eyes turned red, and there were tears in her eyes.

"No! I didn't! How could I hate you!"

The Holy Emperor explained quickly, at a loss.

"Really? That's great! Well, will you write me a poem then?"

She immediately turned from crying to laugh, her cheeks pink, as if she was a little embarrassed.

The Holy Emperor's eyes widened. This sentence seemed familiar. Back then, in the secret realm of the sea, when she was about to leave, she said this to him, but he couldn't see it at the time.

His heart was cut like a knife, filled with remorse, but a smile was on his face, and he said to her:

"it is good."

He took out the pen, the pen was the same brush of the past.

As she remembered, she issued a handkerchief and shyly handed it to him.

So he wrote the poem on the handkerchief.

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world."

This poem was read word by word in her mouth, and there was joy in her voice, and he saw her little movement of biting her lips.

The Holy Emperor's heart was even more desolate. Back then, in a place he couldn't see, she was so overjoyed, but she didn't show it to him.

She carefully dried the writing on the handkerchief and suddenly said to him:

"Lend your writing brush, and I will write my name under this poem. After we go out, I will send someone to give you this handkerchief, and you will know who I am."

"Okay." The Holy Emperor heard his own voice say.

Then he saw her smile so brightly, he had never seen her smile so brightly.

She took a writing brush, and next to his name and seal, she seriously wrote the words "Ling Xiao Wei Yang". After writing, she covered her mouth and snickered a few times, her eyes overflowing with laughter. .

She touched his brush with her lips and gave it back to him.

The Holy Emperor looked at the brush in his hand. He never knew that the pen had been kissed by her, and he never knew that she would snicker so happily.

"Holy Emperor! Why don't you believe me!"

Suddenly, the voice in the ear became louder, and there was a cry in the voice.

He looked up and saw that she was wearing a bright red wedding dress, her skin was better than snow, like a peony flower of national beauty, but there were tears on her face and sadness in her eyes.

She didn't call him Cang Rui anymore, she called him Saint Emperor.

"I……"

The Holy Emperor found that he couldn't make a sound, he wanted to explain, he wanted to tell her that it was all his fault, even if it was an illusion, he asked her to stay by his side.

Her tears fell down like beads with a broken thread. She cried so sadly. That voice was the cry that appeared in his dreams countless times.

He really wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, really wanted to explain it to her, but he couldn't move or make a sound.

He suddenly realized that he can't change what happened in the past at all, and those things that he did wrong will never go back!

He couldn't regret it, looking at her tears, his heart seemed to be hollowed out.

She was half-kneeling on the ground, looking into the distance, her cry became weaker, but the sad atmosphere became heavier, she said to herself: "Cang Rui, you never know how much I love you, why did you change your mind?"

Do not! I haven't changed my mind! I have always loved you! I was wrong!

The Holy Emperor wanted to shout loudly, but these words still couldn't come out!

"Ah! It hurts! Jing'er, hurry up and call the Holy Emperor, I might not be able to give birth!"