destiny [ancient]

The peacock searched all day, and at dawn finally saw Ah Hui standing on the top of the mountain, gazing into the abyss.

The morning light shines on his face like a celestial being, and the morning glow emits countless soft lights around him. The white clothes are better than the snow, and the coldness is like a dream.

The peacock was so stunned that he forgot to flap his wings, missed Ah Hui, and flew back in a hurry.

"Ah Hui, Ah Hui~" The peacock flew to the top and fell towards the lover freely, dreaming of being caught and hugged by the other party.

But this was destined to be a dream, he was grabbed by the neck by the opponent's backhand, and he was thrown Zhang Yuan away.

Huh?What's going on, why is Ah Hui's hand strength so weak?

Peacock was startled, turned into a shape and walked forward: "Ah Hui! What happened, why is there blood on your hands?"

He picked up Ah Hui's right hand, but saw that a bone-stained wound was slowly healing, and the surrounding blood was spreading, showing that there had been a wound, and he was furious: "You have lost a lot of energy and blood, who hurt you?"

Ji Hui still looked at the lush forest under the cliff silently, without answering.

"With your ability, there are not many people in this world who can hurt you. Dapeng doesn't have the guts, and Hou Yi is dead—is it King Xia or Yu Ji?" His wife, this is absolutely unbearable, "I'll eat them."

Ji Hui finally raised her eyebrows slightly, and shook his palm instead: "It has nothing to do with this."

irrelevant?Who is that?Peacock felt vaguely ominous in his heart, and then suddenly realized that Ah Hui had no vitality to protect his body, so he hurriedly turned his feather clothes into a cloak and put them on him, his heart ached to death: "Ah Hui, how long have you been standing in the wind? It's all covered with frost, you're not clearly injured, let's go back first..."

"I killed the child."

He suddenly heard this voice, cold as if blowing from an icy wind.

The peacock was stunned for a moment before he understood what it meant.

The fingers of the cloak were frozen in place, and the fact that Ah Hui never joked made him feel as if his heart was being strangled by someone, and his blood was so cold that he couldn't flow.

Shaking his lips, he looked at him almost beggingly, and said in a low voice: "Ah Hui, don't talk nonsense..."

Ji Hui stretched out her hand, and in the palm of her hand was suddenly a pair of soft wings stained with blood, so tender that the fluff hadn't even dried yet.

The feeling of being involved in the blood made the peacock's mind go blank, and he let out an uncontrollable wailing in an instant.

How can, how can you do this?

He is your child, how did you do it?

Wings, that's wings—

It is the most important wings of a bird!

He's still so young, he's just hatched, you don't want him to be a monster, it's not that early.

The blood in the peacock's eyes almost burst out, like an echo. The huge scream caused the surrounding snow mountains to roar, and the heavy snow collapsed, drowning countless greenery.

It's just that the person in front of him remained the same, unmoved, let alone explained.

"Where's Yi Zhao?" Peacock roared angrily.

"I won't give it to you." Ji Hui finally lowered her head, "Just pretend I never gave birth to him."

Peacock didn't talk nonsense this time. He stretched out his sharp claws and attacked his chest with one move. Threats and harsh words would not be of any use to Ji Hui. He was never a person who would be shaken by external forces. He loved it so much. Ji Hui, but today, he also hates Ji Hui like this.

Ji Hui raised his hand to resist, his slender fingertips seemed soft and weak, but they grasped the sharp claws of the peacock with great precision, and easily led them aside.

During a series of light sounds, the fingers of the two sides clashed in the air no less than a hundred times. They are all experienced people. On weekdays, Ji Hui has the upper hand.

It's just that today was different, a few drops of blood splashed out, and during the moves, the wound on Ji Hui's palm opened again.

His blood and energy are no longer enough for him to fight again.

But he didn't back down. It is impossible to make Peacock give up without showing determination.

A mark appeared between the eyebrows, and the Nie'a spear shot out from the palm of his hand, and slammed heavily at the peacock's face, fighting with a golden feather, sparking a spark.

The two sides stepped forward at the same time, and Ji Hui's bloody spear swept across. The force was as heavy as a mountain.

Behind the peacock, the magnificent screen is unfolded, and the mighty divine light is fully displayed, boundless and magnificent, even the morning sun is dim and small under the divine light, rushing towards the person who was sleeping next to yesterday.

The moment the light touched the gun, the entire time seemed to stand still for a moment.

The tip of Ji Hui's spear trembled, and his hand holding the spear retreated a little, but at the moment the light moved forward, he thrust out again.

The last of his blood seemed to flow out, this shot was completely different from just now, it was soft and silent, suppressing the previous sensuality, like a butterfly, landing on the terrifying divine light.

The sound of the silence spread, the peacock and the divine light were tainted by the silent silence for a moment, and the time on their bodies seemed to stand still for a moment.

In such an imperceptible time, the blood-colored spear tip pierced the peacock's right abdomen through the boundless silence.

His other vital points will heal quickly, only the peacock gall, if it is broken, it will be close to death.

The peacock's claws then pinched his neck.

But he knew he had lost.

Ji Hui's gun missed by an inch, and didn't hurt his gallbladder, or even any larger blood vessels.

"You actually want to shoot a killer." Peacock didn't feel that he was merciful to make him happy, but was even more angry. How could he not see that after this shot, Ji Hui was telling him that he still had the strength to die together.

"I don't want to." Ji Hui slowly put away the spear and closed her eyes, "Forget it, if you want to kill, just do it."

"I want to kill you?" Peacock laughed back angrily, and with great force in his right hand, he threw him out viciously.

Ji Hui suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood. He was startled in the snow. Just as he wanted to get up, a golden feather pierced through the air, pierced his collarbone, and pinned him to the ground.

"You are my wife, how could I want to kill you." Peacock looked at him dangerously, "It doesn't matter if you lose a child, you can have a few more."

He tore off his lover's skirt with one hand, pinched the wound on his shoulder, and asked softly, "Are you right?"

The coldness spread in his heart, it was ridiculous and sad, Ji Hui didn't even know how to face such a peacock, such a self.

He said, "Yes."

He knew he should apologize to Peacock.

But he can't.

Leaving Yi Zhao's life behind was already a betrayal of his clan and the destiny.

Hurting Yi Zhao is my fault for you.

Therefore, whatever is done to me is what should be done.

……

This time, the peacock didn't hold back anything, it had nothing to do with lust, it was just a severe punishment.

Even he couldn't in the end.

He didn't know what to do with Ah Hui.

He didn't know how else to face him.

Ah Hui is like a stubborn rock, which can break him, but cannot change him.

Unable to face it, he could only leave, the pain in his heart had overwhelmed him.

Why is this so, he thought there would be a family, he thought so much about his life, why did he say good things, why did he become like this?

When he turned into a bird and left, hot water droplets landed on the back of Ji Hui's hand.

The monster never hides his emotions, he is really sad.

Blood spread under his body, and Ji Hui fell on the snow, quietly watching the direction he left.

This time, it was Peacock who compromised.

But now, as he looked at the clear sky, a deep tiredness spread in his consciousness, attracting him to rest and sleep.

But the instinctive warning in the exercises almost screamed to remind him that you are dying.

In the battle of Fengzhi, he was seriously injured, and later he lost his foundation due to the demon fetus. Before he could cultivate, he used blood as a barbarian to get rid of the demon fetus, and even fought against the peacock, exhausting the last of his true energy.

too tired.

Can't sleep, Yi Zhao is still in the ground, and he uses the earth energy formation to stabilize the human blood. If he dies, no one will save Yi Zhao.

But, he couldn't do it anymore, he really didn't have any strength left.

In the scriptures of Shenzhao, there is also the method of breathing for one fetus, which locks vitality, returns qi and blood, and heals injuries, but four or five out of ten will sleep forever, and it is difficult to wake up.

Forget it, leave it to fate.

The sky was clear, and a pair of southern geese flew slowly by. Ji Hui slowly closed her eyes.

The mountain wind passed by, and the rolled up snowflakes covered the ground red.

Also cover that person.