Imprisoned Love/C5 A Dream Come True
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C5 A Dream Come True

"Good."

A deep voice sounded from above and instantly calmed him down.

"I will give you ten days to memorize the twenty-eight books and three thousand and six hundred laws of the Devil Realm." His words were filled with an unquestionable determination, and I suddenly raised my head - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Devil Realm's law books were not as rigid and strict as the so-called "righteous sects," and their number system was huge, but the 28 books had 3,600 laws...

I think I'm finished if I memorize it in ten days.

"It's fine as long as you correct your mistakes. This time, you better not cheat."

My heart was moved, "Yes." Although I said yes, I was calculating something else in my mind.

"Ah!"

I don't know when it happened, but he had my wrists tightly held together. His palms were facing each other. Thousands of blue lights turned into sharp instruments of torture. His hands were pierced through at the same time. The blue lights disappeared in a blink of an eye. Traces of blood spread from the holes on his palms to the back of his hands... It was true that the ten fingers were connected to the heart. My vision turned dark and my chest tasted like blood.

He grabs my wrist and pushes me into a chair. "Like I said, don't try to be sneaky this time."

"I... I..." The last time my limbs were nailed to the wall, it didn't seem to hurt as much as today. The stars and black fog dispersed, and I could only see his calm face.

As expected, I didn't see it wrong. I was mocking myself in my heart. As expected... He is a heartless man. He is the most suitable person to do great things, a heartless man.

[But at this moment, I actually have the mood to ask him about something else.]"

"Of course I will!"

[God, I actually hope that he will say that he believes me.]

However, the heavens couldn't hear my voice. Even if the heavens could hear me, he wouldn't be able to hear me.

"Of course I will."

At that moment, he actually felt a little broken-hearted, but he still wanted to break it even more thoroughly: "But you clearly said last time that the Demon Lord only liked to eat, drink, and have fun, and was too lazy to interfere with government affairs -"

"You have to understand the principle of three people becoming a tiger. If that day really comes, even if you don't do anything, it will still be your fault if people find out about it." He felt annoyed, as if he had touched a reverse scale that he couldn't touch.

"A Demon Lord who has been 'slandered' by everyone, even if he is wronged, he cannot be left alive."

Maybe I knew it would be like this in my heart, but I really don't know what I am sad about.

"Hmm... Ah!"

I suddenly woke up in the water-like moonlight at the bottom of the Mute Moon Valley. I reached out to touch my face, and only then did I realize that in this real, bloody dream, I was crying like a mess.

The memory of ten thousand years ago came back to me, the weight I had spent ten thousand years pushing back into my chest, like a scabbed wound torn open and washed with cold salt water...

Even though I have woken up from the dream, my heart is still beating fast. I sat on the tree trunk. I don't think the old man has left yet.

"Fu Sheng?" I carefully sensed the aura around me.

"Fu Sheng, are you still there?" I hit his trunk with my elbow.

"No!" His voice was getting hoarse, but I didn't really care.

"I can't fall asleep..."

"Are you sure you can't fall asleep and not wake up?" A circle of green light exploded in front of his eyes, and a figure stood in the middle of the circle of light, "God... You, you have been dead for thousands of years, but you can still concentrate."

This figure was naturally not Fu Sheng's original body, but his own divine form formed by a trace of spiritual qi. It's not my fault for making such a big fuss about it, after all, a person who can still form his divine form after death, even if it was me or the three great kings of the Divine Realm back then, after death, they might not be able to be as carefree as Fu Sheng, who did not put the cycle of life and death in his eyes.

Fu Sheng took in my surprise. "You usually sleep for decades at a time."

I tilted my head and coughed. I pretended to raise my hand casually to wipe away the last bit of moisture on my face. "Perhaps you're thinking about that child."

... ""

After I said those words, there was a strange silence in the air. "Don't try to fool me." Fu Sheng's words were filled with ridicule.

"What?"

... "I was the one who helped you with that dream."

I felt dizzy. This old thing had such a trick up his sleeve?

Fu Sheng stopped about five feet in front of me, as if he were afraid I would punch him. "I didn't tell you before that not only can I see you when you wake up, but I can also make you follow your memory and see things in your dreams."

You are powerful, you are so powerful that you can anger me to death!

I was shaking because of anger. I knew it. I had forgotten all those things. If it wasn't for this old bastard, I wouldn't even remember it.

[But why did he make me dream about those things...] I looked up at his dim face and thought, [Oh no.]

"Old bastard, don't tell me you can see those dreams."

"If I can't see it, why would I let you dream it?"

...

F * ck! You old bastard, we are friends now!

[I am sitting in the same place. I think of how I looked like when I just woke up. My face was full of tears. I just want to die.]

"Hey, girl, you like that bastard, don't you? Otherwise, how could you have such a strong reaction?"

If he was telling me the story of someone else, I could have talked to him for several days and nights. However, he was talking about my painful past. I didn't know that Fu Sheng had a habit of torturing people.

I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to suppress the sadness that rose in them. Then I said slowly, "Maybe... maybe I did feel for him, but how many people can give themselves up for someone else to use?"

Time and time again, time and time again...

I originally thought that from the moment I fought against the three great kings and disobeyed the orders of the Demon Emperor, I would have buried the despair that came from being injured in the flames of war. I didn't expect that the fear and despair that had been buried for so many years would still be dug out.

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