Chapter 210 Next Time, Next Time, Next Time

As Asan disappeared, Yun Ying's figure also appeared in Wang Xianxian's inner world.

Looking at the crying child, its eyes became extremely complicated.

"Self-cutting...he actually...killed himself...why...there is such a...good corpse..."

The appearance of Shan Zhi was an accident, an accident caused by her mistake.

The fusion of Yun Ying's sword and Jiuxian's gourd shocked the sealing power deep in Wang Xianxian's soul.

If only the soul seal is impacted, there is still no possibility that the good corpse will appear.

However, perhaps due to fate, when Wang Xianxian faced his tribe, the painful memories that had been forgotten deep in his heart were awakened.

And those memories are incomplete, and the incomplete part is the sealed Ashan.

Due to various reasons, the good corpse broke free from the seal and reappeared next to the young man.

Realizing the appearance of the good corpse, she did not dare to teleport herself back to Wang Xianxian. Instead, she chose to find Yu Xian'er immediately and tried to ask her to help Wang Xianxian kill the good corpse. But what she did not expect was that this corpse The good corpse actually, actually...

Killed himself!

"Yun Ying..." The crying child slowly stood up, and then looked directly at Yun Ying, "Where has Ashan gone?"

Looking at the child with red eyes, Yun Ying fell into silence.

After a long time, she spoke softly: "He didn't go anywhere, he was always here."

"He is one of the three corpses. He is none other than you. He..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Xianxian.

"But he has left...just like mother...for me...left..."

The children's sad tears kept gathering in their eyes.

"Wang Xianxian, our growth will be accompanied by parting." Yun Ying slowly stepped forward, "And you must learn to face it calmly."

"He is a good corpse. As long as he is here, you will never become an immortal..."

Yun Ying's words did not appease Wang Xianxian's sadness.

"It's not Shan Zhi... He is Ashan... His name is Ashan..." The child clenched his fists.

"I don't want to say goodbye anymore. It's enough to say goodbye to my mother..."

At this time, Wang Xianxian was like the supreme monarch between heaven and earth, with undefeable majesty in every move.

"I don't need to learn anything from separation, and I don't accept separation..."

"Whether it's selfish or selfless, I am who I am..."

The majestic words are like thunder, making people awe-inspiring.

Looking at the shining heart lying quietly in the child's palm, Yun Ying showed an unbelievable look.

"This...this is..."

Black Dragon Spring Secret Realm.

Under the moonlight, the girl carried the boy on her back. Her hands were wrapped around the boy's legs. The wet clothes on her shoulders pulled at the wound, causing her to break out in a cold sweat.

However, although the pulling of the wound was extremely painful, it did not prevent her from walking forward step by step.

Wang Xianxian lay quietly on Yu Xian'er's back. The girl's somewhat cold body temperature and heartbeat finally woke up the comatose boy.

Slowly opening his eyes, the girl's snow-white neck came into Wang Xianxian's eyes.

Looking at the girl's somewhat frivolous steps and the blood stains on her body, the guilt in Wang Xianxian's heart reached its peak.

"Tick-tock——"

Feeling the slight coldness on the back of her neck, Yu Xian'er quickly realized something. The girl smiled slightly and said softly.

"Don't move around when you wake up. You have too many broken bones."

Gently wiping the blood on the girl's body with his hand, Wang Xianxian's eyes were full of distress and self-blame.

Thinking back on the promise I once made...

I have obviously sworn to protect this girl, I have obviously sworn...

His already sad mood caused tears to flow from his eyes uncontrollably, then dripped down his cheeks and onto the back of the girl's neck.

But the young man's dignity made him try to restrain his sobs.

The young man covered his eyes with his right hand, gritted his teeth, and held back tears, but the tears in the corners of his eyes had already slipped quietly down his fingers.

Self-blame, regret, guilt and fear are constantly lingering in my mind.

With a teardrop sliding down the back of the girl's neck and into her clothes, Yu Xian'er suddenly spoke.

"I'm very happy."

"Very happy, very happy."

happy? Wang Xianxian did not stop his inner condemnation because of the other party's words.

Holding the Jiuxian gourd tightly in his hand, Wang Xianxian already knew the truth of the matter.

The origin of Ashan, why Ashan appeared at this time, and why His Highness appeared here...

He broke his promise, failed to live up to the entrustment of His Majesty the Spirit Emperor and His Majesty the Demon Emperor, and violated his oath.

Her Highness was injured, and the person who made her hurt was herself.

Recalling the powerlessness he felt at that time, Wang Xianxian clenched his teeth unconsciously.

"I heard it~" Yu Xian'er said with a smile, "It's okay, don't blame yourself."

"My happiness is not fake..."

"When something happened to you, I was very scared. I was afraid that you would leave me."

"When I stand in front of you, I am afraid that you will really hate me, and I am even more afraid that you will no longer belong to me."

"I am extremely lucky now, lucky that I have such a talent, lucky that I can hear your voice, lucky that I can take you home..."

The girl's back was pressed tightly against the boy's chest, feeling the rhythm of the boy's heart, and the girl spoke softly.

"I hate listening to other people's voices, because every time I hear bad things, false feelings, and layers of calculations..."

"The only thing I don't hate so much is the voices of my father, grandfather, and grandpa, but they are always thinking, thinking about things that I can't understand at all..."

"I hate my talent because it has only brought me pain and worry since I was a child."

"But since the day I met you, everything seems to have changed..."

"Thank you, thank you for all the changes you have brought to me..."

The girl's spring-like voice gradually soothed the boy's sadness and stopped his tears.

Suddenly, the girl seemed to have heard something interesting, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth began to widen.

"Is it embarrassing for boys to be carried by a girl?"

"No..." Wang Xianxian looked down at the girl's neck as white as snow, her cheeks slightly red, "It's my brother who is being carried by his sister. It's very embarrassing... and..."

Moreover, the younger sister should be protected by the older brother.

Wang Xianxian did not say the next words, but this did not affect anything at all.

Hearing the young man's thoughts, Yu Xian'er was silent for a moment, and then smiled calmly.

"Then next time, it's you who will protect me..."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian was stunned for a moment, and the smile that had disappeared for a long time returned again.

The boy's restrained arms gently wrapped around the girl's shoulders. He lowered his head gently and buried his head in the girl's back, greedily enjoying the sense of security that the girl brought him.

The falling moon from the sky shed the last ray of moonlight on the two of them.

"Next time, next time, next time..." the young man said softly, "Every time... I will... I will protect you..."

"Okay." The girl raised a playful smile, "I will be obedient...my...brother...sir..."

Hearing this, the blushing boy quickly straightened his waist.

"Your Majesty... Your Highness... Tai..."

"Hmph, you're so prude..."

"I don't!"

"Someone is obviously very happy..."

"Put me down!"

"I don't! All the bones in your body are broken. How can I let you down?"

"I have wine, this injury will be healed soon."

"Humph, you look down on me too much. Just try drinking to heal your wounds."

"..."

"Your Highness, I just discovered that your little pink fist is really powerful, even more powerful than the giant stone statue's fist."

"If you can praise someone, I will throw you away."

"Your Highness..."

"Shut up!"

"I want to say that I seem to have forgotten something?"

"Forgot something?"

"I don't know. I always feel that it is something very important, but now my mind is a little confused and I can't remember it."

"Did you just hit your head?"

"Is there... is there..."

"I wasn't sure just now...I guess I am now..."

"What should we do?"

"Let's talk about it when we remember."

"Well, by the way, Your Highness, Ashan asked me to tell you..."

The young man who was surrounded by suffering was always being protected silently, and today, the two people who protected him completed the emotional handover.

The younger sister took the baton, carried her older brother on her back, and walked into the distance facing the morning light that broke through the sky.