The Journey of Flower Chapter 123

The outer level of the Cloud Palace is especially heavily guarded because there are always people who want revenge or want to be heroes who are not afraid to die charge in. However, at Hua Qiangu's resting place, the Wu Wang Hall, is large and empty beside the outside layer using soundproofing shield to prevent disturbing, not even half of the guards are seen here. On a daily basis, there is only Hua Qiangu alone in this hall sleeping soundly days and nights, but her five senses are thousands of times more sensitive than usual. Just a little bit of movement around will make her feel particularly noisy.

Don't recall the past, the past have too many painful memories. Having supreme power, and live forever without getting old, so she did not pursue or has any expectation of tomorrow. She can do whatever she wants, yet she has no interest in doing anything. She didn't even have to be on guard against randoms waves of assassinations by all sides, in any case she will never die anyway. No matter how serious her injury is, it can be instantly recovered. There is no past, no present, no future, that's what the Walking Dead looks like. She had thought about freezing herself and let herself fall into a deep sleep until Tang Bao is resurrected and have Zhu Ran reawaken her. But she rest assured, worried that there will be any slip in her only slight of hope. In fact, she does not hate this world, or blame the fate or other people but herself, she just become indifferent to the world. She's not a saint, nor mighty likes Bai Zihua. After a series of blows and injuries, closing her heart is the only way she can make herself stay strong in this despair. Perhape, in the subconscious, she still hates Bai Zihua. For the sake of the people of the world, he pushed her to the brink of extinction again and again. However, she still not learned to hurt others, or in the mood wanted to learn. She can only ignore it completely, and her body and mind are numb like a pool of stagnant water.

The arrival of Bai Zihua made Wu Wang Hall become slightly different. At the beginning, she didn't understand herself since she had no intention of revenge or hurt him, why was she willing to let him stay by her side? Is it because she loves him too deeply, unable to let go? Or because she is too lonely, still remembering his warmth? Completely self-aware of the filthiness of herself, but still yearn for him. Later, she understood it in her subconscious mind, she just wanted to know how he would kill her. Living in such an unconscious life, it makes her often feels tired. If she really wants to break it all, she is only willing to die in his hands.

Bai Zihua looking at the hint of self-mockery in her eyes, like the sea and mountain that was about to collapse. Under the hidden despair threw out the tempestuous storm. It made his heart feels pain and a little scared at the same time. She is the god,she has the ability to foresees and sees everything, even though what happened in this world may have no meaning for her. Everyone wants to see their future, but it's like a chess game in which the winner or loser has already decided, very boring and uninteresting. When he was still an immortal, he rarely calculate others or his own fate. But now, he really wants to know the ending result of all of this. Although nothing will change or influence his mind and still only going to do what he thinks is right. But no matter what he also wanted to know wanted, wanted to be sure of the ending so that he will not regret it.

Quietly sitting on the couch, the next morning since he woke up, he has been sitting quietly and meditate. For the entire night, Hua Qiangu did not return. He knew she would not come. Although she actually said that as long as himself accompany her to sleep, she will release one person in each night.

If Mo Yan had heard her offensive and disrespectful remarks, one afraid that he would be extremely outrage. But Bai Zihua is too understand of Hua Qiangu or to say he is too believe in her. This child has always been like this, soft-hearted and love to parade her ability. Actually, he'd rather she hated him to get revenge on him maybe his heart will feel a bit better. But even now, she didn't even say a word of complaint.

Pushing the door out, the outside is as cold as the inside room. It's already in the heat of summer time, but the cold wind still piecing to the bone. Since the war sixteen years ago, creating landslide at Mt Kunlun, the Immortal Jade Pool drained out, tilted the moon and sun to southeast, and the human world has anomalous frequency, the war is raging everywhere. The seals of the demon gods was completely broken and returning to its original position. The savage of wilderness sank, and the Nine Heaven cracked up, the world fell into calamities, dead bodies scattered over the wilderness. 

He has no way to retreat.

At this time, Hua Qiangu standing quietly on the eaves of a large hall high above the Cloud Palace, from very far away saw Bai Zihua looking at the sea and the sky, a figure with one of his hands placing behind his back. The same image likes many years ago, it's just that he has become thinner than before. He's still stubbornly carrying Changliu and the lives of Six Realms on his shoulders, unwilling to put down. He's no longer an immortal, isn't he tired? 

He used to say: What matters the most is people's choices, not ability.

But it's too difficult to make a choice. He has his responsibilities and principles. She had a tragic fate that she could never get rid of and shouldn't implicate others. They are doomed to have choices but cannot choose.

In the meantime, the ability will also breed the evil heart. A man who once loved so deeply and longed for standing in front of her like this, just a little bit awakens her sleeping desire. She could no longer love him without regret as she had in the past, but she could easily obtain him. At the moment of loneliness and helplessness, for Hua Qiangu who has no feeling attached to anything, it is undoubtedly a great temptation and confusion.

The robe that fluttered in the wind seemed to be beckoning to her, constantly luring her. She's struggling and baffled wanted to have him but feared that her bloody hands would stained him.

There was a sudden burst of intense murderousness behind her, Hua Qiangu slowly turned around and raised her tired hand to block. Unexpectedly, the sword was very unusual sharp and cut off her right forearm.The whole thing flew out. The man in front of her has just changed back from the sparrow form into a human, there are still some feathers left on his face. He originally came with a heart that he will certainly get killed but he did not expect that it is so easy to succeed, making his whole person turned silly.

Hua Qiangu frowned, and her arm was already returned to its original position. The recovered speed was too fast, that was not even enough time for the blood to drop. Everything that just happened seems to be an illusion. Perhaps subconsciously hating the power of demon god that she possesses, she has seldom used it. Even without using body protection qi. If not because it would be a bit ugly if the head being cut off, she was too lazy to lift her hand.

"Which sect are you from?"

There are countless capable immortals in Immortal Realm, obviously it is impossible for Zhu Ran and demon guards to guard against them. There are wave after wave of assassination around her, but they are not worried about this because no one can kill her. Nevertheless, she was still slightly annoyed by this, especially when someone jumped out and disturbed her at this time. What's more, this man's skill and martial arts are very good, but obviously he doesn't look like the person who cultivates immortality, nor understand immortal magics. Then how could he possible transform his body and entered the Cloud Palace? 

The middle-aged man standing in front of her with an upright face his complexion is switching between green and white. Earlier her back turned to him, but now he could see her face clearly. It's like the hardly existed flower fragrance lingering around, making the sword in his hand could not help but slightly shake. Obviously, she had noticed him earlier, but why didn't she dodge? Is himself really not threatening? Even his Ni Tianshen Sword could not hurt her at all? Even if she could recover quickly, wouldn't it hurt? Does the demon god has a habit of self-torture?

"My name is Wang Xire. I don't have any connection with any sect. I came here on my own to kill you. You are a demon, yet self-proclaimed as a god, go against the heaven, reverse the world, brought disaster to the six realms. Today, even if I have to sacrifice my life, I will make sure to chop off your head!"

At this moment, the area has been surrounded by the demon group. Zhu Ran is also present, but he waves his hand, not letting everyone goes close to the front.

Wang Xire drew the sword and stabbed again. His tactics seemed to be familiar. Hua Qiang frowned even deeper, and highly flew backward. Wang Xire transformed into a bird and flew after her. At this moment, he did not have wings, he used his flying skills instead. Likes a dragon hiding deep in water flies straight into the sky. Watching the huge dragon-shaped blows against her face, in an instant has the feeling of being shredded apart, but she only felt it for a moment. Her figure disappeared instantly, and reappeared behind Wang Xire. Otherwise, with her powerful force, it would be nothing but blood and pulp.

In terms of martial arts, even though he's just a normal human, it may be hard for people from Immortal Realm be his opponent. But after all, he is just a mortal, killing him is just as easy as pinching an ant. However, Hua Qiangu did not take action, and the eyes that looked at him has become deeper.

"You can't beat me, Martial Arts Alliance Leader."

Wang Xire was taken aback and looked at her in some surprise. He saw in Hua Qiangu's eyes flashed a glimpse of sadness and joy. Suddenly I felt a little familiar. Has he even seen her before? Impossible, she is a demon. Not to mention a woman with such an imposing appearance, it's impossible for anyone who has met her forget it.

He turned around and pulled his sword to stab again, almost exhausted what he has learned in a lifetime. Even though he is the man of Jiang Hu (Pugilistic World), no matter what he is also considered as a dignified Martial Arts Alliance Leader, he can't not bear to see people living in dire poverty. He must do everything possible to assassinate her. Even if he has to die, he just wants to do his best.

Hua Qiangu seemed a little tired, as she was about to raise her hand impatiently. Suddenly, there was a voice came from somewhere.

"Xiao Gu!" It sounds like a shout of order and dissuasion.  

Hua Qiangu's movement slightly delay, Wang Xire has taken advantage of her hesitation and flashing a sword across her lower abdomen. A few drops of blood flow out from the wound and quickly recovered.

Hua Qiangu sneered in her heart. It turned out when he said that the two of them might have a fate to meet again actually he referred to this. Her palm suddenly spread out the flower vine and firmly entangled Wang Xire's body.

"You're still not changing, the same as before still foolish and impulsive. It's your luck to be able to live until now.

Wang Xire looked at her in amazement and turned to look at the man who had just spoken. Suddenly, his mouth half open in stunned. Hua Qiangu's appearance and temperament has changed, it's natural that he couldn't recognize her. But that man, in his memory, though, his face was blurred, that out of this world temperament and sound are extremely easy to recognize.

"You, you guys….." He looked at Hua Qiangu and then looked at Bai Zihua, suddenly his breathing became a little pressing. It's like a heavy object holding on his chest.

Life saving grace, never forget…..

Wang Xire's hand  that was holding the sword slowly dropped down, letting himself be firmly tied.

"Honorable God, what to do with him?"

Zhu Ran looked at the man with some curiosity. As a mortal, he dared to sneak into the Cloud Palace, overestimate own ability to the point of ridicule.

Hua Qiangu quietly watching Wang Xire but did not say anything. Bai Zihua gently held her arm: "He's just a mortal, let him go."

Hua Qiangu suddenly smiled, and all the people around them sucked in a cold breath.

"Of course." Her hands were vaguely ringing around Bai Zihua's waist, and said it with her unstoppable bewitching voice: "Accompany me tonight."

Even Zhu Ran couldn't help but get goosebumps and smile helplessly. Her temper is getting more and more moody.

Wang Xire looked at them in disbelief. If he remembers correctly, aren't they both teacher and disciple? Even though he kinda knew they weren't humans, still shouldn't it turn out to be like this? That naive little girl twenty years ago has become the demon god, the calamity of the six realms?!!

Bai Zihua was slightly embarrassing, but he did not evade or said anything. He was a little skeptical of his original intentions. Does he really want to kill her and come to atone for her sins?

"Why?"

Hua Qiangu raised her eyebrows and looked at Wang Xire. Not knowing if he was asking why she would turn into the demon, or asking why she would let him go.

"No reason."

"Just kill me." Thought of her being the girl of that day, Wang Xire's tone could not be hardened. Twenty years have passed, he is old now. The child at that time has grown up. Things have remained the same but people changed. He did not know what had happened between them. There is so much sadness in their eyes. Obviously, there was compassionate and filial piety's relationship between teacher and disciple, but now it's bear no resemblance to this at all. Even though he is as an outsider could see the obvious estrangement.

Perhaps this world has really changed. He's old now, doesn't understand things anymore. When he was escorted away, he couldn't help but look back. The encounter between people was sometimes so absurd and wonderful. His life span is limited and his fate is shallow. They probably will never meet again in the future.

One of the most pleasing strength of humans is forgetting.

Everything from the past, she thought she had forgotten, but the appearance of Wang Xire has made everything come to her mind again. It turned out so many years have passed, but his every word and action, the things she did with him bit by bit, all of those memories she has firmly kept them all in her heart. The day when she followed Bai Zihua to get experience in Human Realm was was the happiest time of her life.

People can let go of their pain, but how can they let go and abandon the happiness they once had? Even though behind that happiness is the cliffs with dense of skeletons underneath.

The night was gloomy and dark. Hua Qiangu's purple sleeves danced lightly in the air, and there was a glazed mandala lantern was added on the table in a blink of an eye. 

Bai Zihua stood at the door and looked as pale as paper.

Hua Qiangu was sitting on the couch, her eyes under the flickering lamp are as gorgeous as bewitching demon. The red color on her lips that are seemed to be stained with blood was a bit too glaring. She lifted her head to look at Bai Zihua and slowly extending her left hand to him.

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