Rescuing the Beautiful and Strong yet Miserable Second Lead Character - Chapter 142

Luo Han deliberately turned his gaze away, so he could feel Ling Qingxiao’s gaze resting on her side of her face, almost burning that piece of heat.

Luo Han knew about this situation early in the morning, but this was the first time that they made a clear statement.

When he was in the world, he mentioned it intentionally. Luo Han understood it, but she pretended not to know, and she said back as soon as she found an opportunity. She thought that Ling Qingxiao would give up after she showed her determination.

Facts have proved that if he would give up, he would not be Ling Qingxiao.

Ling Qingxiao hid it for a long time, and now it’s finally a showdown. Luo Han didn’t care if she would violate the law of time and space. She sighed and directly expressed her scruples: “I can probably guess what you think, but everything has its own path. Unexpectedly, Apocalypse is where I should be.”

The immortal world takes ten thousand years as an epoch, and it is now two thousand years in the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and when Luo Han accidentally left, it was the five thousand years of Apocalypse.

“Why is it an accident?” Ling Qingxiao said, “Once everything happens, it means it is inevitable. You fell here when you came back. After experiencing some stories in the past, you come back here again, indicating that this is destined. This is where you should stay. The previous ones are just a memory of you.”

“But I promised him, I must wait for him to wake up. I can’t break my promise.”

“What about me?” Ling Qingxiao stared into Luo Han’s eyes and asked, “You can’t bear to break your promise to him, so you have the heart to leave me?”

This sentence poked Luo Han’s weakness. She stared at the fallen leaves outside, not knowing whether she wanted to convince Ling Qingxiao or she wanted to convince herself, saying: “Time and space are the same. If we are destined to have destiny, after I return to the past, your There will also be another me by my side.”

“No.” Ling Qingxiao looked at Luo Han quietly, with a very certain tone, “You have been to the Middle Ages, and you want to come to meet Su Zongshi and others. After you say goodbye to them, have you seen them again afterwards?”

“That’s because the time is too long.”

Ling Qingxiao smiled slightly. He looked at Luo Han’s profile and found that she was very cute even when she deceived herself. Ling Qingxiao looked at the rustling Milky Way not far away, and whispered: “It has nothing to do with life, this is a causal barrier. Once you leave, then I will never see you again in my life. Are you so cruel?”

Luo Han’s face appeared before his death, his face was distorted, and his face was full of revenge pleasure. He said: “You can’t kill me. Unless, you kill him.”

The “he” in the forbidden soul language is Ling Qingxiao. To be precise, it was Ling Qingxiao on the timeline of Apocalypse.

Only gods can cross the boundaries of time and space. During the medieval war, a fragment of the demon **** fell into Ling Qingxiao’s body and gradually became one with his inner demon. The Demon God Fragment and the Forbidden Soul come from the same origin, and their memories can communicate with each other. What Luo Han is most afraid of is that the Forbidden Soul will have surplus energy before death, to reverse time and project his memory into another Demon God fragment in time and space.

Once the heart demon attacked, Luo Han could hardly imagine what would happen to the lovers she really knew and fell in love with.

Luo Han was silent for a long time, and finally whispered: “Sorry.”

Tiandi Ling Qingxiao closed her eyes, feeling a familiar feeling of being abandoned. He was given up by his father when he was born, and by his family when he was thundered. Ling Qingxiao hated the feeling of being abandoned, so he climbed up with all his heart and made himself the pinnacle of power in the six realms, so that no one in the world would dare to control He put it in a dispensable position.

But now, he was still abandoned. Choose one of the two, and he will always be left behind.

Ling Qingxiao laughed and said, “You are so affectionate, innocent and cruel. Dadao is ruthless, and it’s true.”

This conversation was very unpleasant for both of them. No one wanted to continue walking. Ling Qingxiao sent Luo Han back to Chongguang Hall, still calm and calm along the way.

It seemed that he was still the sane emperor, but when he went back, Luo Han discovered that her actions were more restricted.

Luo Han sighed, this Ling Qingxiao is really much harder than he used to be. Luo Han obviously found that Xian’e in the hall was paying close attention to her every move, Luo Han showed a little intention to go out, and they trembled as if they were approaching an enemy.

She was imprisoned by Ling Qing’s curfew.

What’s even more exaggerated is that, in this case, Ling Qingxiao even came to see her every day, and everything behaved as usual. He accompanies her to drink medicine, eat, and talk. Luo Han does not respond, and he does not take it seriously. He still makes time to appear in front of Luo Han every day.

Luo Hanan stayed quietly for several days, seeming to have accepted his fate. The immortals in the Chongguang Hall gradually relaxed their vigilance, and stopped staring at her with good eyes at twelve o’clock. One night, Luo Han turned off the lights as usual and went to bed. Seeing Luo Han resting, Xian’e quietly pulled up the curtain and went to watch the night outside the door.

Although Tiandao was very quiet, his majesty’s order was not a joke, no one dared to neglect his duty. However, it is impossible for a few young fairies to gather together to make a fuss. They sit on the jade steps and watch the stars in the Milky Way while enjoying the coolness. Gradually, a feeling of sleepiness struck, and they slowly fell asleep.

Xian’e sitting in the innermost part pecked his head little by little. Behind her, the palace door opened silently. Wearing a cloak, Luo Han stepped out of the palace gently, and turned around to restore the palace door to its original shape.

Luo Han is not a weak woman who has no power to restrain the chicken. She wanted to leave and no one could stop her.

Ling Qingxiao dealt with political affairs until late at night. After he approved the most important fold, he looked up and found that it was completely dark outside.

Before you know it, it’s too late.

Ling Qingxiao put down the pen, thinking that Luo Han was probably asleep at this hour. Late at night, it’s inconvenient to interrupt, but Ling Qingxiao also needs to relax appropriately between work. The only place he wants to go is the Chongguang Temple.

He has become accustomed to taking time out to see Luo Han, and if he can’t see him, he feels that something is wrong all over his body. In just a few days, Luo Han completely destroyed his habit for four thousand years.

It doesn’t hurt to take a look. Ling Qingxiao comforted herself in this way, anyway, he would not disturb Luo Han’s rest, let alone let people know about it, just standing outside and looking at it was not considered rude.

Ling Qingxiao walked towards the Chongguang Hall. After entering the palace gate, Ling Qingxiao suddenly felt cold.

Prohibition of being touched. He walked towards the main hall, and sure enough, Xian’e slept crookedly on the steps, the palace door was firmly closed, but Ling Qingxiao knew that there was only a cold room waiting for him inside.

She is gone.

·

After Luo Han left the Tiangong, he hurried to rendezvous with the Bodhi tree according to the instructions of the Bodhi wood token.

When she saw the Bodhi tree last time, Ling Qingxiao was by her side, and neither she nor Bodhi tree dared to say much. Fortunately, they agreed on the secret signal, and now it finally came in handy.

Luo Han found that the place agreed upon by the Bodhi tree was a cliff, the cold moon was like a hook, and it was quiet and clear, and there was nothing unusual. Luo Han put down his cloak and hat, and whispered: “Bodhi tree, it’s me.”

Her voice was scattered in the wind, the surrounding scenes slowly changed, and a green barrier rose, covering the place into a barrier. From the outside, there is still a bend of the moon coldly hanging on the cliff, and there is no one on it.

However, in fact, a group of huge trees hovered on the cliff, and in front of the tree stood a woman in a white cloak.

“God, you are finally here. I heard that you were injured in the war. How are you doing recently?”

Luo Han sighed: “It’s hard to explain in one word. But these are not the main points. I’m here this time, mainly wanting to ask about the book.”

The Bodhi tree had already expected it. It shook its leaves and said, “Where did you want to ask that book come from? You are right. All this is not a book, but we want you to quickly integrate into the world. , Using words you are familiar with. In your original time and space terms, what you have to do can be understood as wearing a book.”

Luo Han was speechless, and sure enough, she knew something was wrong. Luo Han said helplessly: “That is to say, the so-called male lead and female lead, male and female, and Ling Qingxiao, the second male, are all fake?”

“The world is so huge, with countless joys and sorrows happening every moment, how can it revolve around a certain person?” Bodhi said, “There is no protagonist in the world. It can also be said that everyone is the protagonist.”

“The story of the original story, the story segments, on what basis are they judged?”

The Bodhi tree said: “The event is unique, but everyone’s perspective is different, and the result described is completely different. We called you back under Ling Qingxiao’s eyelids, worrying that there would be no time to tell you what happened, so we extracted the distance from the world. The memories of the recent changes in the overall situation are integrated into a book for you to read. Because what you see is a memory, the details, good and evil, pros and cons are all disturbed by personal wishes. However, the emotions are different, but generally The incident is still real and will not have a big impact.”

Luo Han listened to the Bodhi tree saying “not a big influence” with his face muted. God, how could the influence be not big?

Luo Han was speechless, and didn’t know what to say for a while: “It turned out to be synthetic… I really thought it was a fact at first. There are memories of Yunmenghan in it, right?”

The Bodhi tree nodded and said, “Yes.”

If this is the reason, then many things have explanations. No wonder the kiss scenes in the book are so detailed, and when it involves war or politics, it is all because of Yun Menghan’s incomprehension; no wonder the behavior and description of the characters in the book are hugely separated, and the full text is crazy about Ye Chongyu. I love Yun Menghan so much, but Ye Chongyu’s actions have nothing to do with “love”; it’s no wonder that Yun Menghan is loved by everyone in the book. Every man is desperate for her, even if she marries someone. No regrets for her, it turned out that it was just Yun Menghan’s own opinion.

Yun Menghan really felt that men all over the world loved her, and women all over the world were jealous of her. Because of Yunmenghan, Luo Han almost misunderstood Ling Qingxiao.

Luo Han thought that Ling Qingxiao liked Yun Menghan, and he liked himself only because she was the one who appeared at the bottom of the abyss that day. Before Luo Han disappeared, he had an awkward relationship with Ling Qingxiao because of this incident. As a result, this is just a woman’s conjecture.

Luo Han was speechless for a while, and asked, “Why choose Yunmenghan’s memory? Wouldn’t it be better to use Ling Qingxiao and Ye Chongyu directly?”

The Bodhi tree paused and said, “Do you think it is possible to copy his memory without causing Ling Qingxiao’s suspicion, summon you back, and then send you away safely?”

…

Well, Luo Han was persuaded. Seeing that Luo Han’s questions were all about Ling Qingxiao, the Bodhi tree knew in his heart, “Heaven, your feelings for this emperor seem to be very different.”

It is a taboo for Tiandao to give birth to selfishness, but facing the Bodhi tree, Luo Han admitted without refuting it. She said: “I always wanted to avoid it, but in the end it was no match for my heart. When you sent me away, you gave me a lot of life-saving elixir, but I never used it once. He protected me very well.”

The original idea of ​​Bodhi Tree was to send Luo Han back to the past, so that she could stop Ling Qingxiao’s extreme behavior, avoid war, and save the world. In the original plan of the Bodhi Tree, both the Heavenly Emperor and the Demon Lord were Luo Han’s enemies.

There can only be one person on the top of the mountain. The relationship between gods and immortals is inherently sensitive, especially since the scope of responsibility of Heavenly Dao and Heavenly Palace overlaps greatly. Luo Han and Ling Qingxiao should have been plastic allies that feared each other. Unexpectedly, Luo Han abruptly turned a powerful enemy into his lover.

The Bodhi tree comforted Luo Han: “It doesn’t matter, although the pathways are different, the ultimate goal is the same. Now the world is well, Ling Qingxiao is also sending people to repair the wounds caused by the war, and we have achieved our goal.”

Luo Han couldn’t tell, she couldn’t explain to the Bodhi tree the predicament she was facing now, so she could only swallow her own teeth through gritted teeth. Luo Han gave up the explanation and asked, “Now Ling Qingxiao, who is going to save Ling Qingxiao with me, are they alone?”

The Bodhi tree looked at him in surprise: “Of course it is.”

“Then why don’t they remember each other, and they treat each other as another person?”

“Heaven, only gods have the ability to travel through time and space.” The Bodhi tree slowly said, “The world changes a lot, and everything has countless possibilities. Until the moment it happens, you can determine what the result will be. Every tiny impact , Will cause the parties to make different choices. This is a change. However, no matter how the local changes, the general trend is the same. This is the same.”

“for example?”

“For example, when a certain fairy in the fairy world takes a nap, he may wake up immediately, or he may wake up in the next instant. This moment’s gap will cause a rain in the mortal world to be delayed by half an hour. For the world, it is a time. The rain half an hour in the morning and half an hour in the evening had no effect at all. However, for a woman in the mortal kingdom, because of the postponement of rain, she went out as usual, but encountered heavy rain on the way. When she was sheltering from the rain under the eaves, she met To a man. At this moment, there is one more possibility for her marriage. She may confess her love to the other person, or she may not. These two choices will cause her to marry a different man, and we can’t judge that at all. This is a big possibility. Everything is not settled until the moment it happened. But in general, whether she marries Zhang San or Li Si, her husband is an ordinary citizen, and she will not cross classes, such as marrying. To the emperor. From this perspective, her marriage is a definite number.”

Luo Han understood, she said her guess: “So, this woman will not have the memory of her and another husband, but is she the deity in both life?”

“Yes.”

Luo Han paused for a while and asked, “If I go back to another possibility, will Ling Qingxiao meet another me?”

The linden tree also gave the answer simply: “No.”

Luo Han suddenly fell, and the Bodhi tree saw her slumped, and said: “Heaven, you are a variable, and lonely and relentless in life is Ling Qingxiao’s numerology. You cannot change the fate of everyone, it is not your fault, as soon as possible Look away.”

Luo Han didn’t know that she had always had illusions before, but now, the Bodhi tree has shattered all her luck.

To go back or stay, she can only choose one person.

Luo Han was silent for a long time, and asked in a low voice, “How do I go back?”

“Your token when you come, isn’t it your connection with another time and space?”

“No.” Luo Han took out the token and said, “I don’t know what’s going on, it can only locate here, not reverse it.”

The linden tree stretched out a clump of branches and leaves and looked at it, and said, “It may be a matter of time. To say that I have no other ability, except that I have luxuriant branches and a lot of withered wood. When do you want to go?”

The age of the tree is constantly moving forward. Once the dead branches appear, the time of this piece of wood stays in the present. The past is a one-off for everyone. Few people can determine the past time. Only the Bodhi tree can locate all the past.

“Apocalypse 5700, the eighth day of October.” Luo Han reported the time of the day of the disappearance without hesitation, and said, “Try not to deviate too far. It would be best if it can be on the same day.”

The apocalypse was more than five thousand years old. After searching for the Bodhi tree for a long time, finally found a withered root on a remote root system. Counting the annual rings, it is about five thousand years of the apocalypse.

The linden tree cut off the dry root and handed it to Luo Han: “Heaven, I only found one root in this section, you use it with caution.”

“Okay.” Luo Han responded, and she reached out to pick up the root of the linden tree, suddenly feeling a bit cold. Luo Han didn’t even come to get a response. The enchantment outside suddenly shattered, and an icy air flew from behind, entangled with the dead roots, and quickly disappeared with the piece of wood.

Luo Han watched only this section of the roots fly away from her hands, and she almost got it.

Luo Han was silent, and the linden tree also shook its leaves silently, turning into an imaginary form, and slid into the ground and fled slowly.

Luo Han squeezed his hand hard and controlled the look on his face, just like when he came out for a walk at night and met Ling Qingxiao by the way, he turned and greeted him: “What a coincidence, you are here. When did you come? “

How much did you hear just now?

Ling Qingxiao was silent, he lowered his head and played with the wood in his hand. Luo Han was afraid that he would crush the wood with a shaking hand, and then she would not be able to find another one. Luo Han hurriedly stepped forward and tried to stop Ling Qingxiao’s actions: “You put down the piece of wood first, and if you have something to say, don’t anger the wood. Maybe we can discuss it and find a solution for both.”

“Your strategy for both ends is to leave the palace quietly and work with others to deceive me?” Ling Qingxiao pinched a rough root knot with even dirt on his fingers. His fingers were as white as jade, pinched on the roots of the Qiu Knot. On the beard, his hands are more beautiful and amazing.

Ling Qingxiao’s fingers moved slightly, and the dead wood disappeared instantly. Ling Qingxiao’s face was very calm. He slowly approached Luo Han, his pupils were pitch black, and his voice was lingering, “I stayed in Yuqing Palace late at night, and suddenly wanted to see you. But when I went to look for you, I opened the door and there was nothing inside. The quilt is neat, the curtains are flat, the soft clothes and daily utensils I prepared for you are all placed in place, only you have disappeared. Other than that, you didn’t take anything with you.”

Ling Qingxiao was already close, and Luo Han looked into his eyes and felt that his current situation was very dangerous. Luo Han instinctively took two steps back, trying to get him to regain his senses: “You calm down first.”

Ling Qingxiao approached step by step, ignoring that Luo Han was already standing on the edge of the cliff, unable to retreat. Ling Qingxiao stared at her and asked, “If I didn’t show up just now, what are you going to do?”

Luo Han choked, if Ling Qingxiao didn’t interrupt… She would probably start the space-time vortex with the help of the Bodhi tree.

“I……”

“You plan to leave without saying goodbye.” Ling Qingxiao stood in front of Luo Han, the two of them were so close, they could feel each other’s breathing, and the next step would be a cliff. Ling Qingxiao didn’t seem to notice the positions of the two at all, and still looked at Luo Han with a good look: “When we met for the last time, you didn’t even say goodbye to me?”

Luo Han’s eyes suddenly burst into tears: “I’m sorry.”

Ling Qingxiao watched the water gushing out of those beautiful eyes with his own eyes. They were beautiful and pure, how fascinating they were. Ling Qingxiao stretched out her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, and said, “I said, you can do whatever you like. You never need to say sorry, and you don’t have to do it to me.”

Luo Han was about to speak, when Ling Qingxiao’s arm was suddenly held by him. He tried so hard that Luo Han felt pain. Before Luo Han had time to react, she was hugged by Ling Qingxiao. At the same time, her hand was bound by a circle of ice spiritual power.

Luo Han lost his freedom in his hands and immediately struggled instinctively: “What are you doing?”

Luo Han struggled hard, and at the same time wanted to break free of the restraints on his hands. However, Ling Qingxiao’s arm was like a copper wall and iron wall, firmly holding Luo Han. Luo Han’s movements did not affect him in the slightest. Ling Qingxiao strode towards the direction of Tiangong and said, “You don’t need to say sorry, because there won’t be another time.”