Living up to you Chapter 29 part 3

Chapter 29 part 3

He gathered his five fingers and issued a spell. A faint white light appeared on his fingers. He blew it gently. The white light floated gently to Ling Xi and entered her forehead.

“The present this deity gave you. Keep it well.”

In the chaos, Ling Xi gradually lost her consciousness when she heard such a sentence.

The sky was blue and full of colorful clouds. The red round face of the sun slowly fell into the west. The radiant world was far away and quiet. On the hill facing the sunset, a woman pulled up her long sleeve, swept the stone behind her and sat down.

Ling Xi was once familiar with such a beautiful sunset, but she couldn’t remember where she had seen it before. Until she heard that a woman whisper quietly, “The sunset of Cangjia Mountain is the most beautiful among the six realms.”

Ling Xi suddenly realized, yes, this is the sunset of Cangjia Mountain. Senior brother Qing Kui had once said that the sunset of Cangjia Mountain was the most beautiful among the six realms.”

The woman continued to say, “I think, this is the last time that I will see the crimson sunset. A bit later, Nan Zhi will come pick me up. We will go to the peak of Cangjia Mountain to meet this yin month.”

Ling Xi thought that she heard it wrong. Nan Zhi?

“Nan Zhi is the man I love deeply. Once he was a deity, now he is a devil. Once he slept for ten thousand years. It was me who woke him up.”

Ling Xi wanted to step forward to see the woman’s face, but she found out that she couldn’t get close no matter what. It happened that the woman turned around and smiled slightly at her, “I’m a 397^th generation disciple of Cangjia sect.”

At that moment, Ling Xi felt dizzy.

Cangjia’s disciple of the 397^th generation. She also is. Also, every movement and smile and even the voice was no different from hers!

In the next moment, Ling Xi seemed to be alive in the woman’s body. They breathed together, looked at the world together, feeling what she (woman) was thinking in her heart and feeling the pain she was feeling in her heart.

She was taken away by Nan Zhi with the woman. She saw the ruined Cangjia Mountain with her. She smelled the blood of master, junior uncles, senior brothers and senior sisters with her. She heard Nan Zhi speak with her, “Today…you must die.”

At that moment, Ling Xi and that woman no longer distinguished from each other.

That sentence kept repeating in her heart…

Because I and the woman he loves looks exactly the same.

Because I and the woman he loves looks exactly the same.

Because I and the woman he loves looks exactly the same.

Because she and the woman he loves looked exactly the same, he guarded her soul and protected her body just to drive away her soul out of that body that didn’t belong to her and to summon the soul of the woman he loves back.

The woman that Nan Zhi loves is called Chen Xi, not Ling Xi.

She stood on the top of Cangjia Mountain. The wind was violent.

She looked greedily at Nan Zhi, wanting to take a few more looks. However, she couldn’t see his expression clearly. She saw in trance how Nan Zhi raised the sword. The sharp tip of the sword pierced her forehead. Blood covered her eyes, but she could still see her soul being scattered in the sky like the heavy snow falling in the winter.

Sorrow seeped in her heart, pain seeped into her bones.

It was not the piercing pain on her forehead, nor was it the pain of her blood flowing out or the pain of her soul being torn. It was the pain of every hope turned to dusts.

The woman who had spent three lifetimes with the man she (LX) loves and who was deeply rooted in his bones was not her.

The woman who was ingrained in the man she loves and who he had pledged his life to was not her.

“You looked somewhat familiar. It is actually a ten thousand year old skin…hahaha…

“Little Xi! You have finally came to see me!”

“Then, remember well. My name is Ming Sheng. We already know each other thirteen thousand years ago.”

“My name is Chen Xi. Your name is Ling Xi. You are the first person I saw in so many years. Keke… we are so fated!”

Those people’s voices kept circling in her head. Ling Xi felt dead in her heart. She didn’t want to listen anymore. Consciousness gradually faded, but cold cries were at the end of the darkness.

“Ling Xi.”

“Ling Xi.”

“Ling Xi.”

Who was calling her? So familiar, yet so full of despair.

Ling Xi suddenly woke up from the chaos. She opened her eyes. She saw the burning candles, the rotating sword and the mirror that reflected everything. In trance, she didn’t know where she was. The tears in her eyes seemed to be endless. The pain in her heart also hasn’t dissipated. She only saw the sunlight shine through the big door inside this dark place. Outside of the door the man in red and the man in black were fighting.

“Ling Xi.” The man in black met her eyes and shouted at her eagerly. He got away from the man in red and approached her quickly.

Ling Xi’s whole body froze.

There was blood on the ground outside of the door. There were a few people lying in the blood. From their figures, it could be seen that they were Qing Kui, Qing Lian and Qing Nian. Cang Yu was on the ground at a side and clutching his chest. There was blood on the corner of his mouth.

Nan Zhi who was running to Ling Xi had a murderous aura around him. His black clothes were stained with blood and there were a few blood stains at the corner of his eyes, making him appear particularly devilish.

Ling Xi seemed to see that scene again. The ruined Cangjia Mountain. The scarlet blood, the eerier bones, the cold tip of the sword, the scattered soul, the bone-piercing pain and that sentence, “Today, you must die.”

“Go away!” Ling Xi felt that her whole body felt the pain of being torn again. She backed away in horror and shouted, “I don’t want to see you. I don’t want to see you…”

Nan Zhi stopped. Disbelief appeared on his always expressionless face. He was in disbelief that he saw fear and…disgust in Ling Xi’s eyes.

“Ling Xi, it’s me. Nan Zhi,” Nan Zhi spoke cautiously.

When Ling Xi heard this name, she retreated faster. She didn’t feel pain when the candle fell on her hand. Tears fell from her eyes. She shook her head and said, “Go away. I don’t want to see you…I don’t want to see Nan Zhi.”

“Ling Xi…,” Nan Zhi’s voice suddenly turned hoarse, but he still tried to approach Ling Xi.

Ling Xi’s eyes were red and swollen. She kept retreating and cried, “I don’t want Nan Zhi anymore. I won’t want Nan Zhi ever again…I don’t want to see you ever again in this life…”

Nan Zhi froze and fell silent. He just stood there at the junction between the sunlight and the darkness. One side faced the sun. He was so pale that he appeared transparent. The other side was buried in the darkness. No expression could be seen.

Ling Xi slowly calmed down and gradually regained her consciousness.

At this time, a fiery red light beam hit Nan Zhi fast. In a blink of an eye, the man in black turned into a black Chinese rose and surrounded by a fiery red light. The next moment, the petals of the Chinese rose withered. Then, the red light surrounded the long sword in front of silver mirror. It went into the sword body. No traces were left.

Ling Xi’s eyes widened. With a “bang” her head completely awakened.

The sun outside of the pagoda was still brilliant. Cang Yu came over step by step with his crooked back.

The candlelight in the pagoda had gone dim. The smile of high-tiered deity Donghua was still dazzling under the candlelight.

A lantern rolled slowly on the ground. It was a paper lantern depicting a young girl with bright eyes. She leaned on a person’s shoulder and looked smilingly at the sea of lotuses. Soon, the lantern rolled to the red candles. The rising flame slowly engulfed the sea of lotuses and the two people who depended on each other.

Besides the lantern, a waist ornament also fell from the Chinese rose. The fine workmanship sculpted a small turtle perfectly. It lay quietly on the ground.

Ling Xi sat among the candles. She sat there blankly like this and stared motionless at the burning lantern.

Lantern.

Gone.

Chinese rose.

Gone.

Nan Zhi.

Gone.

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