Nalan Qingyi hugged Jing Yirong into her arms distressedly. She could only comfort her. "It will pass. It will pass." His voice was as gentle as if he was coaxing a child.
Mo Feiyu sighed, picked up the offerings, and walked out of the house to prepare the carriage. How could Nalan Zhijin know the pain and helplessness in Jing Yirong's words just now when he was still young? Even though he had not been following Jing Yirong for a long time.
.However, she also knew that Jing Yirong was a heroic woman who valued love and justice. She valued love and justice even more than the pretentious heroes in the world. It was a pity that God was so playful and allowed her to experience such pain. From Jing Jing
From the day Yi Rong helped him, Mo Feiyu had decided to use his life for her. Not only because she had avenged him, but also because of Jing Yi Rong's affection for the people around him.
After the carriage was ready, everyone calmed down. In the carriage, Nalan Zhijin no longer shed tears. He sat next to Jing Yirong and did not speak, but he felt a little guilty. He should not have said those words to his master.
Yes. The master lost his memory because he was trying to save Brother Qi. How could he blame the master?
Nalan Zhijin looked at Jing Yirong carefully. There was no other emotion on the master's face except a hint of indifference. Nalan Zhijin couldn't help but relax a little. At least the master didn't frown or feel unhappy.
How could Jing Yirong not notice Nalan Zhijin's careful eyes? He was still too young to hide the emotions on his face. In order to prevent Nalan Zhijin from worrying, Jing Yirong returned to his expressionless look.
.In Nalan Zhijin’s simple mind, she is the most normal person like this.
Jing Yirong couldn't help but smile. Nalan Zhijin's innocence made her so happy. She just thought about preserving his innocence for the rest of her life.
The carriage drove for a while and then stopped. Jing Yirong jumped out of the carriage and saw the rock where Xiao Yan fell into the sea from a distance. She lifted it up lightly and flew to the edge of the rock in an instant. Her eyes fell into the bottomless depths.
At the beach. The pictures of that day slowly played in my mind.
Xiao Yan's face was twisted in pain due to the injury on her arm. Xiao Yan's hands were gradually becoming weak. Xiao Yan's last smile and Xiao Yan's expression of no blame from the beginning to the end. The wound in her heart opened again. The pain faced the sea breeze.
Attack.
The gauze on the pure white figure looked so small in the fierce sea breeze. The wind cut people's skin without any pain. Was it too numb? Jing Yirong squatted down and stretched out her hand. It seemed like Xiao Yan was now
Right in front of you. Her hand is close at hand.
"Take me." Jing Yirong was dazed and extended her hand farther away. But the person in front of her showed a beautiful smile to her. Jing Yirong anxiously squatted down a little lower and said urgently.
: "Catch me. Catch me."
"Master." He felt his arm being grabbed by someone. He turned around to see Nalan Zhijin's worried and anxious eyes. "Master, please stop squatting here or you will fall. Can you come in a little better?"
When Jing Yirong looked at the rock again, Xiao Yan's figure was no longer there. She closed her eyes gently and everything turned out to be just an illusion. God would not give her a chance to make amends. Jing Yirong obeyed Nalan Zhijin's words and stood up.
Withdrew, Nalan Zhijin felt relieved.
Nalan Qingyi walked up to Jing Yirong with a hint of worry. "The Yirong matter is over. Don't think about it anymore. You still have us."
"I understand." Jing Yirong nodded.
Nalan Qingyi stepped forward and took Jing Yirong's hand and pulled her completely away from the edge of the rock. She said to Nalan Zhijin: "Go and help Feiyu arrange the offerings. We are here to see sister Xiao Yan today."
"Yes." Nalan Zhijin turned around and ran to Mo Feiyu, took the offering from his hand and placed it on the rock. Jing Yirong watched their every word and action in silence the whole time, as if his mind was not at all with them. body. Occasionally, I turned my head and looked at the boundless sea.
Jing Yirong remembered the first time Xiao Yan met her. Remembered Xiao Yan's worry when she was injured. Remembered the breakup between Xiao Yan and Yang Feng for her own sake. Remembered Xiao Yan once said that her life was Her own. She would not die without her approval.
The whole relationship between Jing Yirong and Xiao Yan seemed to be unfolding slowly in a movie. In the end, she remembered Xiao Yan's smile before she fell into the sea. There was no blame or any decisiveness in that smile. Jing Yirong An idea suddenly appeared in his mind. Suddenly he came back to his senses and saw that Nalan Zhijin was lighting three bunches of incense in his hand and was about to kneel down towards the rock. Jing Yirong stepped forward without hesitation and took Nalan Zhijin's hand. The fragrance. One hand grabbed Nalan Zhijin's arm to stop him from kneeling. "What are you doing?"
"Pay homage to sister Xiao Yan." Nalan Zhijin looked at Jing Yirong with confusion.
Jing Yirong looked at the offerings piled on the rocks. She raised her eyebrows and kicked all the offerings into the sea. "Who said Xiao Yan is dead."
"master……"
Jing Yirong stared at Nalan Zhijin with burning eyes. "Who told you that Xiao Yan is dead? Who has seen her body?"
"But this is the sea. Sister Xiao Yan was injured and she fell down..." Nalan Zhijin's voice was choked and he did not dare to say any more for fear of crying.
"No worship is allowed. If you don't see her body, you are not allowed to worship for a day. I, Jing Yirong, don't die that easily." Jing Yirong looked determined. Mo Feiyu looked at it and felt that this was the real thing. Jing Yirong. Jing Yirong will not lose even if she doesn’t admit defeat.
The poisonous lady only thinks that Jing Yirong is unreasonable. "Jing Yirong, you are too overbearing. You wishfully think that Xiao Yan is not dead just to relieve your own guilt. But we all know that it is impossible to fall from here." If she continues to live, not to mention she is injured, if you don’t let us worship her, Jing Yirong, you won’t be afraid that she will become a lonely ghost."
"Shut up." Jing Yirong glared at the poisonous lady, with murderous intent looming in his eyes.
"Jing Yirong. Nalan Zhijin is not afraid of you and me, the poisonous lady." The poisonous lady sneered. "People like you who are unwilling to admit the reality are simply cowards..."
Before Poisonous Lady finished speaking, Jing Yirong's figure had already approached her, and her hands tightened on Poisonous Lady's neck. Poisonous Lady was in so much pain that she could not finish what she said. Jing Yirong's cold eyes were hidden. Killing intent. "If you hadn't been talking all the time, I would have almost forgotten that Xiao Yan's fall from here seemed to be due to you."
"But you were the one who didn't save her." The poisonous lady suppressed her blush and replied while gasping.
The strength of Jing Yirong's hand increased. The poisonous lady's face also became paler. "Now I only need to twist your hand slightly to kill you. Then I will see if you can still be so fierce."
"You..." Lady Poison felt that the air in her chest was getting less and less. The air she could breathe was getting thinner and thinner. According to her martial arts, she was no match for Jing Yirong.
Nalan Zhijin looked at the scene in front of him and immediately ran nervously to Jing Yirong and Poison Lady. He watched as Poison Lady's face became increasingly white but did not dare to say a word of pleading. Last time he pleaded for Poison Lady's mercy. I have already made my master hate me. If I say one more word about the poisonous lady now, I am afraid that my master will really disown me.
Jing Yirong's eyes fell on Nalan Zhijin's troubled and anxious face. The strength in her hand slowly relaxed involuntarily. How could she almost forget Nalan Zhijin's concern for the poisonous lady? Jing Yirong just let go. The poisonous lady's body collapsed on the ground. Nalan Zhijin hurriedly stepped forward to support the poisonous lady. "How are you?"
"I'm fine. I'm fine." The poisonous lady smiled and stroked her chest. She opened her mouth and took a big breath. For a moment just now, she thought Jing Yirong was going to kill her. She didn't expect that she would actually let her go. Of course. She also did not ignore the look Jing Yirong gave Nalan Zhijin before letting her go. It seemed that this woman was really good to Nalan Zhijin.
Jing Yirong stood facing the sea and said with his back to everyone. "Do you really think you will die if you fall from here? Then I will tell you now, Jing Yirong. Death will not be the only result if you fall from here." "
"I don't believe it." Jing Yirong suddenly turned around and showed a bright smile to everyone. "You will know after I jump once." As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Yirong jumped up and fell from the rock like a butterfly. Go down.
"Yirong." "Miss Jing." "Master."
Everyone exclaimed and couldn't believe that Jing Yirong actually jumped down. Nalanzhi Jin ignored the poisonous lady and hurriedly ran to the rock and jumped down without thinking.
"Zhi Jin." "Tenth brother."
Poisonous Lady and Nalan Qingyi ran to the rock in disbelief. Poisonous Lady was as motionless as a statue. She looked at the bottomless turbulent sea without any emotion. Nalan Zhijin was just a little person in her eyes. How could the child's Nalan Zhijin jump here so decisively?
Even though he once said that he could give his life to Jing Yirong, she just listened. But now he can actually jump into the sea with Jing Yirong without risking his life. What is the relationship between their master and apprentice like? What kind of person are you, Jing Yirong? How could you teach such a disciple?
Jing Yirong, who jumped off the rock, actually did not land on the seabed at all. She inserted the dagger on her body into the crack of the rock and hung there. She lowered her head and looked at the scene on the seaside. There were too many dark holes on the rockside and the sea breeze was too strong. .If a person really falls, there is nothing that can be done...
Jing Yirong didn't want to think about it anymore. When she was about to fly onto the rock again, she suddenly seemed to hear everyone calling Nalan Zhijin. When she looked up, she saw Nalan Zhijin's whereabouts. Panic immediately surged in her heart. With her heart in her mind, she pushed the rock with her palm, jumped up, and hugged Nalan Zhijin's descending body in mid-air. She stepped on the rock wall and flew up to the rock.
"What are you doing?" Jing Yirong shouted at Nalan Zhijin angrily as soon as the two landed on the rock.
Nalan Zhijin threw himself into Jing Yirong's arms regardless of his body that had just stood firm. "Master, please don't leave me again. Master, please don't leave me alone again."
Jing Yirong was stunned for a moment. He patted Nalan Zhijin's body gently. "What are you talking about?"
"I only have the master." Nalan Zhijin said with a crying voice. "Mother has left. The seventh brother has returned to the palace. The only one left in Zhijin is the master. The master can risk his life for the seventh brother. He can risk his life for Xiao. Sister Yan jumped into the sea. But why can't you stay by Zhijin's side? Master, shouldn't families be separated? Why do you have to leave Zhijin behind?"
Every word Nalan Zhijin said was like tearing Jing Yirong's heart. The pain was so painful that she had no power to fight back. Even though she was in pain, she still felt a warm current flowing through her body. Jing Yirong squatted down. Hug Nalan Zhijin tightly in his arms. "Master will never leave you alone and will never leave you alone again. I'm sorry. Master was wrong."
This was the first time Jing Yirong apologized to Nalan Zhijin. She didn't feel sorry when she killed Huatang. She didn't feel sorry when she beat and scolded Nalan Zhijin. But now she really feels that she did it Wrong. She hurt Nalan Zhijin.