633: C633 Emotional injury

C633 Emotional injury

Even though Xiao Lang was still as cold as ever, Princess He Miao's mood was much better. He was certain that Xiao Lang was still kind in his heart, perhaps because of some unknown reason, he had become so cold and detached.

She suddenly had a thought that she must think of all ways to make Xiao Lang return to his original appearance. Not only must she recover her memories, she must also change her personality. This was not only for Xiao Lang, but also ? For herself.

Seeing Xiao Lang's blank expression, the thought became stronger and stronger, like a small tree growing roots and sprout in Princess He Miao's mind. She exhaled a breath of fragrance and smiled faintly. Her beautiful eyes also gradually became determined. Regardless of the final outcome, she decided to give it a try.

As long as he worked hard, the result wouldn't matter. At least he wouldn't regret it, right?

"Xiao Lang, I will be back. I will come see you again tonight!"

Wiping away his tears, Princess He Miao got up resolutely and said that with a smile. He then stepped on the snow, put on the cloak and slowly walked towards the Central Palace with his collar tightly closed. Her steps were light, but they were abnormally steady. Her delicate back was like a blossoming winter plum amidst the wind and snow. She was extremely beautiful.

Xiao Lang sat on the ground in a daze as if he didn't notice He Miao's departure. He didn't know what was going on with him, as if he was born this way. He didn't care much about anything. He didn't like it.

Princess He Miao was a good girl, she was beautiful, gentle as water. He could also feel her feelings for him, but unfortunately, his heart was not moved at all. He seemed to be a naturally cold-blooded and heartless person.

In this world, the only thing that mattered to him was the sword in his hand. Because of this sword, he felt as if he was connected to his family!

He picked up the Heartless Sword in his hands, and held onto the sword with one hand while the other gently caressed the sword's body. He had an inexplicable feeling that this sword could help him recover his memories, could help him ? Become stronger!

He actually didn't want to recover any memories, so he didn't know what was the point in getting stronger. But he felt that in this world, the only thing that mattered to him was this sword. Since this sword wished for him to recover his memories and become strong, then he had to do something, right? Otherwise, it would be too boring, wouldn't it?

His eyes slowly closed, forgetting the scenery around him and the sky full of snow. His mind was completely still within the Heartless Sword, because he could faintly hear a voice calling out to him from within the Heartless Sword.

"Since ancient times, there have always been lingering grudges due to the Love Emptiness. There was always no Love Hurt in those emotions. First stage of the Heavenly Dao of Affectionlessness, Love Hurt!"

When he was completely silent inside the Heartless Sword, he suddenly thought of something. It was a short sentence, and the meaning behind it made him even more confused.

What is the Heavenly Dao of Affectionlessness? What was a Love Hurt? To hurt himself, or to hurt others? The first level? Could it be that there was a second and a third realm after that?

Xiao Lang didn't know, but he seemed to be interested in this. He finally had some things to do, so he didn't need to continue being lost in thought.

The snowstorm was getting heavier. Xiao Lang was sitting on the side of the pavilion, so the snowstorm could cover him. He closed his eyes and immersed himself in his own inner world. He felt those two sentences and forgot about everything.

Slowly, he was covered by the snow, turning into a snowman. The aura around him also became colder and colder, colder than snow!

Time slowly passed, and very soon it was night. The snow in the sky suddenly stopped, but Xiao Lang's body did not move, he had already turned into a snowman. Princess He Miao brought along mud as he excitedly walked over once again. He was not surprised to see Xiao Lang turning into a snowman, because Xiao Lang had done this frequently a few days ago.

Princess He Miao let He Mo take out the food, but she actually walked to Xiao Lang's side and stretched out a white jade like hand, gently brushing away the snow on her body. Her movements were light and graceful, her eyes filled with gentleness, as though she was a loving wife.

Xiao Lang opened his eyes. Snowflakes covered his eyelashes and eyebrows, making him look like an old man that had experienced many vicissitudes of life. His expression was even colder than Dongfang Hongdou's all those years ago. He turned to look at Princess He Miao, who was still brushing away the snow for him, without a single ripple on his face. There was no ripple.

"Let's eat!" Princess He Miao helped Xiao Lang clean the snowflakes, and looked at Xiao Lang, her eyes filled with gentleness.

"En!"

Xiao Lang coldly nodded, stood up and walked to the stone table, then began to eat in silence. He then wiped his mouth, hugged his sword, and silently sat down next to the pavilion.

The Princess He Miao waved his hand and let the mud down. As usual, he squatted next to Xiao Lang, hugged his knees, and started chatting with Xiao Lang. Similarly, Xiao Lang's reply was cold and short, but she did not have the slightest bit of anger as she patiently accompanied him. He was trying to melt this ten thousand year old ice mountain, Xiao Lang's heart was burning hot and his heart was as soft as water.

As he knew, the young man had been a good girl since he was young. Everything went according to his wishes, and everything went according to his wishes. But once this kind of obedient girl became stubborn, even the ten fierce beasts would not be able to drag her back.

Ever since she was young, she had always been faced with respectful servants, the kind who loved and admired their young master. Xiao Lang could be considered as someone else. He had appeared out of nowhere when she was in despair and saved her from the mouth of a ferocious beast.

Most of the time, humans were very lowly animals. They did not treasure their own good, and instead, found it boring. For example, in the Princess He Miao, although Young Master Mo Han treated him so well, in every aspect, he was no worse than Xiao Lang, yet she just didn't like it. On the contrary, it seemed like ? Some liked to be ignored by Xiao Lang, and to be mercilessly injured by him.

Maybe it's because young people are rebellious, or maybe they're trying to prove that they were... She had loved him with all her might.

It was late in the night, and Xiao Lang's body was once again covered in ice and snow. Snowflakes also floated all over her silky hair, and her eyes were bright like gems in the starless night sky.

"Sigh ?"2

With a myriad of words, it finally turned into a heavy sigh. Princess He Miao looked at Xiao Lang who was like a rock, tightened his cloak and left. Her petite body seemed so weak and lonely in the night wind.

A wind was blowing, and it was snowing heavily again. It seemed that Darknorth was a bit cold.

"Love is always the result of having no Love Hurt? Love Hurt? Why did I hurt the grass seedlings, I also feel heartache? Hurting others and hurting yourself? Could it be that this is the Love Hurt? "

Xiao Lang raised his head and allowed the snow and wind to sweep past his face. His brows tightly knitted, and like the face of a glacier that had lasted for ten thousand years, a touch of heartache appeared on his face.

He suddenly opened his eyes and all the indescribable energy in his body converged onto his fingers. He began to write in mid air, and in the end, actually wrote the word "love" in the air. Then, he suddenly shouted in a deep voice, "Love Hurt, Love Hurt, how can you hurt yourself if you don't injure yourself? "Go!"

The word "love" that was condensed from the strange energy gathered by the Heavenly Devil Battle Arts suddenly shot into the air. This word "love" expanded in the air and eventually turned into a large word with a diameter of a hundred meters in the air. Then it suddenly exploded, blasting the snow and wind all over the sky into nothingness!

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