The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1505

"Look, isn't this Gensokyo beautiful and wonderful? It's like a transit station in this world. It's connected to the present world, the underworld, hell, and heaven, and everything. I have known Yan Mo Siyingji from hell here for many years, do you think I will be sealed in hell? In fact, I have been the 'Lord of Mount Tai' here from the very beginning!"

The overly honest and calm words made Meihong's anger burn even more intensely, "...you bastard, did you deceive everyone, all monsters and human beings and make you so proud?"

Although Liang Yiluo didn't have any complacent expression on his face, his calm smile seemed to be mocking all those who were deceived.

"Of course, of course I will be proud and happy, because this deception has achieved the first goal I wanted."

"What is your purpose...?"

"This is Gensokyo, where people and monsters coexist peacefully, as if talking about all the beautiful Gensokyo... In the future, it will be even more beautiful, and it will become a place that all the existences of the world yearn for. You said that this is not a great place. dream?"

Liang Yiluo sighed in an aria-like tone, the divine radiance at that moment even made Meihong feel that the man in front of her was as great as a saint.

But Fujiwara Meihong deeply knew that this saint-like man was also the most terrifying demon!

Chapter 0092 Millennium Sadness

Fujiwara Meihong has nothing to say about the purpose and wish of Liangyiluo, because she has to admit that this Gensokyo is really beautiful, with less intrigue between humans, less bloody killings between humans and demons, and less Get rid of the vigilance between the demon and the demon, it seems that all the good things are gathered here, so good that it is a little unreal and illusory, and I am afraid that when all this is like a passing cloud, it will disappear like a passing cloud.

The career he has done is great, so great that even Fujiwara Meihong has some longing for it. Although he doesn't know what purpose he has in the future, but from Liangyiluo's tone, Fujiwara Meihong also knows that it must be something more gratifying. She didn't feel that Liangyiluo was still lying this time, because he obviously had the power to destroy everything, but he was willing to carry out this drama-like farce.

At this moment of Liangyiluo, there is no reason to continue to deceive her.

"Why don't you talk, Mei Hong... I can feel that you like this Gensokyo and the atmosphere here, and because of the existence of Gensokyo, countless things that should have disappeared have survived here, although Gensokyo is based on a big lie and the sacrifice of countless monsters and humans, are you feeling sad for those people?"

Standing in front of Fujiwara Meihong, Liang Yiluo looked like an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, chatting cordially, but in those few words, there was hidden the slaughter of the past thousand years. A heroic sacrifice.

Fujiwara Meihong shook her head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "...If I was a child, I would not be able to understand your thoughts, and would even hate you for sacrificing those people, but thanks to you for hundreds of years, I have seen I have seen the darkest side of human beings, and also seen the kindest side of human beings, and I have realized, or numb, that the world is not simply black and white, nor simple justice and evil."

She sighed, with countless loneliness.

"You have grown up, little sister Hong... really grown up."

There was a gratifying smile on Liangyiluo's face. He was so happy that that joyful emotion could even infect the monster who could control emotions. The mask on Qin Xin's head became inexplicably happy, as if Liangyiluo was Like the monster who controls emotions.

"I've grown up..."

Fujiwara Meihong looked up at the sky and muttered to herself, "...But I would rather not grow up and continue to return to that distant Heian era, live happily and happily every day, don't need to think so much, There is no need to know so much.”

"People always look back on the past, it's not a big deal, even I sometimes sigh about the past, as long as you don't get stuck in the past, that's a sign of maturity."

Liang Yiluo walked slowly, gradually approaching Meihong, and as she got closer, her fair cheeks came into view again, just like back then, stubborn like a beautiful phoenix flower. When it blooms, there are only flowers, or Only leaves.

The approach of Liangyiluo made Meihong's heart beat faster. It wasn't shyness or excitement, but a familiar feeling returning to the whole body. This is the first time since the Heian era until now that the two have no hostility towards each other. It's so close.

However, after looking at the man in front of her who was still handsome and young, yet possessed profoundness and vicissitudes, her first thought was to go up and punch him hard.

Fujiwara Meihong is a person who acts before thinking, so she did hit that punch hard!

"Snapped!"

Just when the slender and powerful fist was about to hit Liang Yiluo's face, a hand stood in front of him, holding the pure white fist.

"Do you want to punch me that much?"

Liang Yiluo smiled lightly.

Seeing that gentle smiling face as before, Mei Hong's body trembled.

"Yes!!"

She gritted her teeth, there was no hatred in it, but only the pain of wanting to vent like a child.

Slowly let go of her fist, Liang Yiluo's eyes were gentle and pity, "...It was indeed me who caused you to become like this back then. Although the reason was for your own good, it deprived you of the freedom of choice and free will. People are me, this is undeniable, and I will never deny it... If you really want to punch me, then hit me hard with the hatred and anger of the millennium."

As the overly warm male voice broke into the eardrums, Fujiwara Meihong's body trembled more and more, and her crimson flame-like eyes gradually brewed transparent crystal water droplets, all the grievances and sufferings of thousands of years gathered in On that little fist.

"boom--"

He punched Liang Yiluo in the face and sent him flying, until his whole body hit a towering old tree, and then gradually stopped the castration, and there was still Fujiwara in the air. Meihong shouted, "...you clearly know that this is depriving me of my will, why do you still do this!!!"

Fujiwara Meihong sat slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, as if that punch and that roar had vented out all the depression and anguish.

As soon as Feiju wanted to make a move, Yuzao stopped him. Unlike Feiju's blind obedience, the nine-tailed demon fox is a big monster who sees through the world.

Liang Yiluo stood up slowly from the ground, touched the corner of his mouth, where faint blood flowed out, and said with a smile: "... well done, sister Hong, I haven't shed blood for a long time , I haven’t been hurt for a long time.”

For Liang Yiluo, the body is just a carrier to bear his own will, no matter how he destroys it, he can't hurt Liang Yiluo in the slightest, but as he said, after reaching his level, even his most ordinary body, Almost uninjured.

Slowly continue to walk towards Meihong, watching her lay on the ground and sobbing, the tears in the corners of her eyes are like broken pearls dripping on the lawn, walking in front of her, lowering her head, watching her hands grabbing the soil, The crying Meihong, Liangyi Luo said softly: "...Because I don't want Xiaomeihong to leave my world and my side like this, so even if I impose my will on you, let you Hate me, hate me, and I have to do it."

Fujiwara Meihong's body trembled, and the tears flowed even faster.

Chapter 0093 really grown up

"Liar liar liar liar!!!"

Fujiwara Meihong covered her mouth and shed tears. Anyone who knows that she has been living under hundreds of years of lies will feel sad and sad, but in the midst of that sadness and sadness, Meihong still has a trace of joy It turned out that he cared about himself, and he didn't abandon it like a shoe like he thought. Although Liang Yiluo's behavior and way of caring made people feel sad, ordinary people simply don't have the blessing to bear it.

Liang Yiluo didn't make a sound, letting Meihong grab the corner of her clothes, watching her two rows of pearls rolling down, sweeping away all the resentment and pain of these hundreds of years like a flood.

Slowly squatting down, the big hand that once made Meihong feel warm covered her head again, but the hand was still the same hand, but the person had changed a lot.

"I'm sorry... Although this sentence may be a little late, but I have to say it. There is no dispute that I hurt you with this feeling. This is my fault. I don't expect your forgiveness, but Seeing that you are not living in hatred now, Xiaomeihong, I am also satisfied."

Liang Yiluo's tone was gentle, and there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, like soft silk brushing against his delicate skin.

"I know the pain you have endured, and I have been watching you from places you can't see. The past has passed, and the future is still very long. It always feels a little inappropriate to say this sentence from my mouth , but it has to be said.”

Liang Yiluo shook his head and smiled wryly, he glanced at a figure out of the corner of his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said: "...I believe that you have grown up and matured, little sister Hong, and you will not do anything that will hurt yourself again. ...I have been living in the Hakurei Shrine on the mountain in the east recently, if you want, you can find me there. Someone is coming, I think, you want to talk to her more."

Patting Meihong's white hair, Liang Yiluo's eyes flashed with distress, no matter what, he still has the consciousness of being a human being.

"It's beautiful, though it's my fault."

Caressing Meihong's beautiful hair, Liang Yiluo slowly stood up, turned his head to look at the edge of the bamboo forest, and then wanted to walk away.

A hand suddenly grabbed his clothes, and the clenched palm stopped Liang Yiluo's pace.

"Don't think it's all over! The pain I've endured will be repaid with your whole life, Liangyiluo!!"

Mei Hong suddenly raised her head, the corners of her eyes were red, and there were traces of tears flowing down her fair and pretty face, but the firm will in her eyes was like an erupting volcano.

"If you want, in this Gensokyo, I will use the rest of my life to make up for you... But little girl Hong, things are always relative, when you say this, you also deliver the future of your life.”

Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, still so free and easy, but it was this free and easy and gentle figure that had been deeply implanted in Meihong's heart when she was young.

"Heh... I, Fujiwara Meihong, have never been afraid to bet my future!"