The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"Next to the Three Lives Stone? Why would Mingyue, the Hades, not stay in the Yama Palace, run to the Three Lives Stone?" Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows, feeling somewhat puzzled. "This should be a very strange thing for the Hades, but Mengpo answered it directly, obviously she knew the whereabouts of Mingyue very well. Mengpo has been staying on the Naihe Bridge, but she can directly tell the whereabouts of Mingyue, which can only mean one thing..."

Xuanyuan lowered his eyes slightly, thinking: "I'm afraid that for a long time, Mingyue has been staying next to the Three Lives Stone. So even if Mengpo stayed on the Naihe Bridge, Although she couldn't leave the bridge easily, she knew everything about it, so she could answer me when I asked. But why did Meng Po sigh sadly when she mentioned Ming Yue? What happened? "

With his eyebrows furrowed, Xuan Yuan was a little surprised and worried. Since he regarded Ming Yue as a friend, he would naturally worry about Ming Yue who was in a precarious situation, because in his impression, Ming Yue was a good opponent who was cheerful, generous, loved wine and was good at fighting. But now she was lingering beside the Three Lives Stone. The contrast was too drastic, and Xuan Yuan found it difficult to understand why.

Although he was puzzled and slightly worried, Xuan Yuan didn't plan to ask Meng Po anything. Since this matter was about Ming Yue, he would go to see Ming Yue in person to see her current situation, and then ask her in person why she lingered beside the Three Lives Stone. Without asking Meng Po more questions, Xuan Yuan just nodded to her and strode towards the Naihe Bridge.

Walking down the Naihe Bridge with great strides, Xuanyuan passed by the pale golden figure that kept wandering by the Wangchuan River. When passing by this handsome and elegant young man with a confused and ignorant look, Xuanyuan sensed a very strange fluctuation in him. And the faint cause and effect that was wrapped around him, which seemed to be broken at any time, made Xuanyuan feel a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was familiar for a while.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart and the desire to explore further, Xuanyuan continued to walk deeper into the dark and deep underworld. After passing the Wangxiangtai and the Niejingtai, he saw the Sansheng Stone that recorded the past, present and future lives of thousands of creatures in the world from afar, and also saw Mingyue's figure next to the big stone that was emitting a light white light and was warm and transparent.

However, after seeing Mingyue again after many years, Xuanyuan was a little surprised by his current appearance. Except that his aura had not changed, Xuanyuan could not even recognize that the person standing next to the Sansheng Stone was Mingyue. How to say it, the difference is really too big, so big that Xuanyuan feels a little confused. He doesn't understand what happened in these short years to change a person from head to toe.

Next to the Three-Life Stone, Mingyue no longer wears a hard and cold black armor like when Xuanyuan first met her, hiding her whole body under the armor, but wears a simple, plain and generous black long skirt. She is slender and looks a bit weak and melancholy, completely different from the violent female Tyrannosaurus in Xuanyuan's memory (...), as if she has become a different person.

Mingyue's waterfall-like black hair is half tied into a bun, with black hair cicada temples and piled hair like clouds. The long hair is scattered behind her, swaying gently in the gloomy wind blowing around the underworld, and then falling down weakly when the wind passes, floating down lightly. At first glance, Mingyue looks like a melancholy and weak woman, very touching, slender and weak.

Mingyue's current appearance really made Xuanyuan, who had fought with Mingyue and had always kept the impression and memory of her as cheerful and generous, who could fight and drink together, feel at a loss, speechless, and unable to look directly... Is this really the same person? Are you sure there was no temporary replacement in the middle, and this is really Mingyue in front of him? You are not kidding, right?

Mingyue, is she... possessed?

As a sword cultivator with a terribly firm mind and who would never change his practice path because of anything, Xuanyuan can only think of the reason and explanation of Mingyue's earth-shaking change as being possessed. After all, in Xuanyuan's view, if a person's character can undergo earth-shaking changes, it must be a problem with his cultivation, and other things are not enough to change a person's character.

Xuanyuan felt that only obsession could explain why Mingyue, who was originally as firm as him in his belief and wanted to climb higher and become stronger, became what she is now. It must be that Mingyue's cultivation was wrong and she was obsessed, so her style changed drastically and suddenly became what Xuanyuan was not used to and did not like.

But obviously... Xuanyuan, who had a straight male mindset and believed that becoming stronger was the most important thing in his mind, guessed wrong this time. In other words, if he used his inherent ideas to guess the reason for Mingyue's earth-shaking changes, there was a great possibility that he would guess wrong. After all, not everyone was like him, who had no other pursuits except giving up the sword in his life.

"Xuanyuan?" Mingyue, who was standing next to the Three Lives Stone, raised her eyes and looked at the person who came. After discovering that it was Xuanyuan, she was slightly startled, and then she bent her eyes and smiled, but this smile was no longer as bright and generous as before, but instead carried lingering hesitation and fatigue. With a look of familiarity and nostalgia in her eyes, Mingyue smiled and said, "It's been a long time since we last met."

Although it had not been too long since she last met Xuanyuan, Mingyue did feel that things had changed. Especially when Xuanyuan was still as determined as before, still walking on the path he had practiced, but she had changed her appearance, she felt that "things" had changed and people had changed.

She realized so clearly that it was she who had changed.

When she met Xuanyuan, Mingyue was still a famous martial madman in the heavenly court and the underworld. She was dressed in a hard and heavy armor all day long. Every day, she was either looking for someone to fight or looking for wine to drink. She lived a carefree and comfortable life. No matter how others looked at her, Mingyue herself was very happy. Anyway, she had a high martial arts value and fought desperately. Even if someone disliked her, they would not want to provoke her, the Hades who would go berserk when fighting. Mingyue did her own thing and no one stopped her.

But now it is different from the past. Mingyue can no longer recall the simple and positive mentality before. She forgot what kind of mood she had in the past, so that she could fight with high morale every day, sneak into the wine cellar where others collected fine wine to steal wine, and discover happiness and satisfaction from fighting and fine wine.

Such a bright, lively, and free life seemed like a dream many years ago. Mingyue no longer had the energy to live as she did before, living a life of high spirits, positiveness, brightness, and confidence. Now she only felt extremely tired and had completely lost her motivation and confidence. Her heart was like a dry well, and she had no interest in life.

His eyes swept over the white flower pinned on Mingyue's temple, which was so tender and tender that it seemed to have a few drops of dew. Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows and showed a bit of understanding. He already knew the reason why Mingyue had changed so much, but he couldn't understand this kind of thing at all, so Xuanyuan asked directly: "What is the flower on your temple?"

"This one?" Mingyue raised her hand and gently touched the white flower on her temple. Her fingertips with slightly calloused fingers stroked the soft and smooth edge of the petals. A slightly sad smile appeared on her bright but melancholy face. The smile was like mist and smoke, light and floating. Mingyue said in a low voice, "A few years ago, my husband died, and I was in mourning."

Xuanyuan:...

Xuanyuan:? ? ?

What the hell?

Husband? Mourning?

Wait, isn't Mingyue pursuing power? Why did she suddenly find someone to get married? And is there something wrong? Isn't Mingyue the Hades? How come the husband you chose died? It's okay that her husband died after getting married, but is there still a rule of mourning in the underworld?

It has to be said that Mingyue's short sentence really contains many points that make people want to complain. Xuanyuan is quite unacceptable. He feels that what Mingyue said is simply incomprehensible to him. This sudden change and contrast is very frustrating, okay? Even if Xuanyuan has a vague sense, he still can't understand and accept it after knowing the truth.

Silent silence spread between Xuanyuan and Mingyue, and the atmosphere became awkward for a moment. Xuanyuan blinked and blinked again, and just barely accepted this fact. His eyes turned around Mingyue, revealing a bit of confusion and collapse, and his tone was very hesitant: "...Are you possessed and your brain is broken?"

Even if Mingyue said that her husband died and she was in mourning, Xuanyuan still couldn't understand this matter at all, and there was no way to accept and believe that this was true. He just felt absurd in his heart. Compared with Mingyue's sudden red star moving to find her lover Chengqiang, Xuanyuan felt that it was indeed possessed and her brain was broken that could better explain Mingyue's change.

Facing Xuanyuan's soul-searching questioning, Mingyue laughed dumbly. A feeling of not knowing whether to laugh or cry emerged, dispelling the melancholy and fatigue on her face, making her look more lively. She smiled and shook her head: "I am not possessed." After a pause, she said softly, "I understand your doubts. I am like this now. Even if I were myself before, I would never have thought that I would become so depressed."