Chapter 135
While speaking.
Gu Han dropped a black piece in his hand, making a crisp sound on the chessboard.
The little black piece stared with a pair of big round black eyes, and suddenly became a little dazed.
His white chess pieces were completely surrounded by black chess pieces.
It seems that there are still ways to go, but in fact every road is a dead end.
A more rational person would choose a more decent way, admit defeat directly, and no longer choose to make moves.
But a more stubborn person may still feel that he is not dead yet, and he must finish every dead end before he will really be convinced.
But all bystanders know that it is meaningless to continue.
The sunset falls.
The shadows reflected by the countless chess pieces falling on the chessboard intersect, which is the shadow of regret and the shadow of memory.
But the little black chicken is just as Gu Han said, a stubborn one.
It is obviously a dead chess piece, but it still has to make a final dying struggle.
The little black chicken subconsciously looked at Gu Han, with a cute charm in his big round eyes.
In fact, there is only one way to break this deadlock.
The black player was soft-hearted and gave up the white pieces, leaving a way out for the other party.
However, Gu Han never showed any softness from beginning to end.
Every black piece in his hand fell without mercy, blocking every way out for the white pieces.
Finally, one piece fell.
All the white pieces on the chessboard met the predetermined death.
"Fuck you! You will die if you let me have a moment!"
"Do you have a heart made of iron?"
He ignored the little black chicken's curses.
Gu Han slowly raised his head and looked at the setting sun in the sky, as if talking to himself.
"Life is like this chess game."
"Some people and things have ended, but some people think they haven't ended yet."
"I always want to erase the ellipsis, go back a little, and draw a perfect period."
"........."
Hua Jieyu, who saw the whole scene, pursed her red lips and remained silent.
As a bystander, she can actually see things very clearly.
However, bystanders and players are two different concepts.
For example, if her sister encounters emotional problems, because a man loves her to death, she will persuade the other party to give up early.
But the other party persuaded her to give up Gu Han, who was favored by Xia Bingli, early.
Even though she knew that she had little chance of winning, she still didn't want to give up, and still wanted to continue to work hard to bet on a possibility.
Such a phenomenon really coincides with the saying that those who are involved are confused, while those who are on the sidelines are clear.
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"I know that the story between him and me has been completely declared over the moment he left the Sword-Asking Sect and the moment he broke off relations with me."
"But I don't want to, and I can't learn... I can't learn to end it decently."
"I can't learn to let go."
"I can't learn to accept a future without him..."
"I can't learn... to lose him completely like this..."
"Even if the final ending is meaningless, I want to keep going. I don't want to accept this bad ending..."
After leaving the Red Leaf Sect.
Mu Bailing looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance that were illuminated by the setting sun, and her thoughts gradually drifted away again.
..........
The next day.
The northern border of Xuanxu Continent.
Snow fell for thousands of miles, and the cold wind was bleak.
Unlike other areas, this area is covered with silver as far as the eye can see.
The ice and snow glowed with a dazzling cold light under the cold sun.
Through the hazy and thick ice crystals and snow, the sight fell to the deepest part of the ice and snow, and there was a magnificent building complex with a crystal glow standing tall.
Bingling Holy Sect.
One of the several hidden sects in Xuanxu Continent.
Different from the holy land that exists in the secular world.
The hidden sect that has been away from worldly affairs for many years and has been devoted to cultivation is not only extremely powerful in overall strength, but also had an emperor-level strongman many years ago.
At this moment, in an empty hall somewhere in Bingling Holy Sect.
"Nonsense!"
"I haven't seen you for many years, Bai Ling, how can you be so superficial and stupid!?"
"What kind of magic potion did that Gu Han give you!?"
"Why do you want to be so embarrassed!?"
Boom boom——
The whole hall was buzzing.
The temperature dropped extremely, the extreme temperature was freezing cold, and the surrounding space faintly emitted a frozen crackling sound.
The one who caused such a terrifying ice storm was a beautiful woman wearing a snow phoenix dress, with long white hair and facial features very similar to Mu Bailing, but she looked even colder and more majestic.
Mu Binghuang.
Mu Bailing's only sister with a blood relationship.
But because of different ideas many years ago,Same.
The two of them had a little estrangement and had not been in touch for many years.
Now, after not seeing each other for many years, Mu Binghuang has become one of the four hall masters of the hidden sect of the Ice Spirit Holy Sect, and her cultivation has reached the terrifying Godly Realm.
Below.
Mu Bailing remained kneeling.
She let the raging and roaring ice storm continue to whistle on her body, causing her body to condense layer after layer of shocking frost, without showing any sign of retreat.
The ice storm became more and more violent and surging.
It even froze her body from bottom to top into an ice sculpture.
But even so, Mu Bailing still did not retreat, but remained kneeling.
Her voice was not only trembling and stuttering because of the pain, but also because of the cold and stiff body.
"Sister... I know I haven't contacted you for so many years... You already feel quite resentful..."
"Plus I'm visiting you without saying hello now... You feel even more dissatisfied..."
"But I've never asked you for anything in these years... I just ask you to help me find Han'er this time..."
"Please..."
When she said the last two words.
Mu Bailing ignored the pain of half of her body being frozen into an ice sculpture, begged in a voice, and kowtowed respectfully to Mu Binghuang on the high place again.
The rolling and whistling ice storm solidified briefly at this moment and gradually calmed down.
Mu Binghuang felt a little pain in her heart.
As a sister, she knew best what kind of person her sister was.
She was a famous stubborn person.
She was also famous for her pride.
Even her sister had tried every possible way to keep her by her side and in the Bingling Holy Sect.
In the end, the other party even broke up with her and left her, saying that he wanted to make a name for himself.
Now they meet again after many years.
She can no longer see the shadow of her sister's pride and disobedience.
At this moment, her sister's embarrassed pleading look.
It's so humble that it makes her feel distressed.
It's so humble that it makes her feel pity.
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