I Just Want To Farm

Is this Qin Yu's fault?

Su Wanmo smiled, what to say about that smile, it's a bit complicated, I don't know what emotion it is, "She died very slowly, but it seemed too fast, I didn't even have time to say a few words to her, of course, this is also related to you Binding me... or she herself doesn't want to talk to me."

Xiao Tingyun actually wanted to say no to this kind of thinking, this kind of mentality, because Qin Yu didn't have this kind of character, but she also felt that Su Wanmo must understand, understand, but still thinking like this can only show the guilt and pain in her heart.

"But it might be more useful to you to say it."

The demon monk looked at her, as if waiting, but didn't want to wait.

He had a presentiment that what she said would have a great effect on him.

Su Wanmo still said it, expressing the judgment she had thought about for a long time.

"If every period of life and death is a taboo, and every taboo is life and death, I have to pay the price for this secret when I touch the taboo, Ye Yan is my price, and it is also a link I added to the calamity between you, She should have known the secret, and finally chose to give up and let me intervene, so as not to expose the secret."

This is the foreshadowing, and the big move comes later.

"For so long just now, I have been thinking, if she is your love catastrophe, and all evil Buddhas have experienced it, then you are my Su Wanmo's. It is a matter of ethics."

Three points are cryptic, seven points are straightforward.

Shock, it's really a huge shock.

Perhaps looking at three thousand small plane creatures, this is nothing, but this matter exists in Su Wanmo, an orthodox chosen one, Su Wanmo who has never gone out of his way in everything.

She is excellent in everything and has no flaws, otherwise she would not be the first to be selected by the Golden House, but her secret love. ． ． The Golden House may not know.

Because the human soul is secret, even the Golden House cannot spy on it with rules, and even if it did, it never cared.

Because it does not understand love.

But in heaven and earth, that is a big secret.

It is also an absolute no-no.

No wonder. ． ． ．

Su Wanmo didn't seem to have the painful shame of exposing the secret taboo, she was just indifferent.

Nonchalantly stating a fact.

Perhaps because of the extreme pain, she has already experienced it in the time of being fixed and imprisoned.

Because she finally understood that Qin Yu chose this path, her pain, her despair, her death.

After all, it has an inseparable relationship with her, Su Wanmo.

It turned out that such a wonderful girl died so tragically when she didn't know it.

She lowered her head, thinking that her other self must have figured it out later.

"Between people, it has nothing to do with the body of an evil Buddha, or an ordinary person, noble or humble. Since they are all chess pieces, the direction of the chess should affect each other. I affect her, she affects you, and you affect me. In fact, Reasoning, you're influencing her too, thinking on another level."

She was talking to herself, but the words she said made people fall into deep thought.

"You, in fact, are also a catastrophe that she must overcome."

"Even if she is a mortal."

"When she was a butterfly, she could stir up the sea. It is no exaggeration for her to be a phoenix now, so she must be nirvana."

The demon monk heard everything she wanted him to hear, his eyes were deep and he couldn't express, he just asked: "What do you want to do?"

Su Wanmo smiled, "I didn't do anything, just to verify whether we can influence each other, and whether my chess piece has been destroyed."

"It may also be a feeling that you should pay for your wrong choices."

After she finished speaking, the demon monk's face changed slightly, and he reached out to grab it, but Su Wanmo had already started.

Her body was burning with monstrous black and purple bewitching fireworks.

In an instant, he burned himself to death.

She said that Qin Yu died quickly, but in fact she died faster, and there was no foreshadowing at all.

Xiao Tingyun rushed out, but slowly.

Because even the demon monk is slow.

When he reached out, he caught only a wisp of ashes.

Flying from the gap between the fingers.

No brilliance, no sound, nothing but solitude.

Women in this world are really too vicious when they are vicious.

Yin Ke was about to cry in fright.

Those who knew Su Wanmo couldn't bear it, it was too sudden, so suddenly they endured the tragic ending of another friend's self-immolation before they could dissipate the pain caused by Qin Yu's death.

Xuan Luobai was also dumbfounded, Qiu Ran and the others didn't expect this plot direction at all, and then they all looked at the demon monk.

The demon monk's expression fluctuated, as if gloomy, dull, terrified, remorseful, and pained. ． ．

In the end, he squeezed his palms, holding the strand of ashes tightly, and uttered two words.

"Mo Mo."

The girl who accompanied him through the most painful and difficult years is gone.

All gone.

With the woman who gave her sweets, coaxed him, and took him to catch butterflies.

gone together.

The demon monk opened his mouth, trying to make a sound, but he couldn't make any sound. He just knelt and held the ball of ashes.

It's like holding that stinking and rotting corpse back then.

At that time, Su Wanmo was supporting the tree, his body was weak, she was crying but silent, he didn't notice it at the time.

Because he is in too much pain, and people who are in too much pain cannot distract themselves from whether others are in pain or not.

It was later discovered that she was gone.

It is also self-immolation.

It has been so long, more than ten thousand years.

But the result seemed to be repeated again.

Can't keep it, can't keep one of them.

Ten thousand years ago, ten thousand years later, it will be the same.

"Dao, what do you say?"

"All nothingness."

He was sad, but he couldn't cry, and he couldn't shed tears.

The way of the evil Buddha is on him, he is confused, rebellious, and insane.

Yin You, who was watching the show indifferently, asked slowly: "Is this also a round?"

She doesn't care about other people's life or death, since Qin Yu died, she is still the same Yin You from before.

Jialuo Dizang looked at it with a compassionate expression, and said: "Actually, there is no such thing as a game, everyone has their own way, she has hers, and he has his."

This Buddhist theory is too profound, and even Yin You can't understand it, because she doesn't follow the path of life and death, she takes the path of superpower, and she is the most indifferent to life and death.

So I was taken aback.

She thought of one thing. ． ． ．

Qin Yu didn't seem to show any dissatisfaction or unwillingness to this transaction contract. Perhaps, she had already had an ending a long time ago. This contract was an accident, so she readily accepted it.

That is the secret that Xiezu Yuanya mentioned.

Xiao Tingyun also remembered one thing.

When she first came to this world, when she met Qin Yu. ． That book, that poem.

She thought she understood at the time, but she didn't.

"After being away for many years, I smell the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the back of my hand is covered with warmth."

"A butterfly spreads its wings from its eyes, and a swan geese lands on my heart."

"The sun shines on my shoulders, and at that moment, I feel like a free man."

"Even if I'm in shackles, my feet are in shackles, and I just came back from hell."

Xiao Tingyun read this paragraph lightly, and everyone, even the gods heard it.

Karo Dizang looked sideways at her.

Xiao Tingyun: "After she came, she wanted to go."

"I want to know, what exactly did she go through in the underworld?"

Still this problem.