" No, No, Song Yan!" Fu Yu Sheng gasped for breath as he felt his head throb in ache and he stumbled to his knees right on the ground as he placed a hand on his forehead. His entire being trembling as he remembered the bloody sight in front of his eyes just now ---- what was that? He questioned in his head, why was it that he was imagining Song Yan covered in blood and what was with the scene that he saw next to the one where Song Yan was covered in blood?
Why was Song Yan standing in the middle of dead bodies and why was she covered in blood while surrounded by fire? It looked like she was suffering but if so why did she not leave or was it that she could not leave? He asked to himself.
In fact, Fu Yu Sheng did not need to question himself regarding this, somewhere in his heart he knew why Song Yan could not leave. She was being punished and the reason for her punishment was ----
" Second brother!" Fu Yu Shen came to check up on Fu Yu Sheng but he never expected him to be kneeling on the ground. Trembling and covered with cold sweat, just what happened to his second brother in a few minutes?
Fu Yu Shen rushed to sit next to Fu Yu Sheng as he reached out to his brother and shook him by his shoulders as he tried to wake Fu Yu Sheng up from whatever daze he was in at the moment. " Second brother, everything will be fine, don't think so much."
" Yea..h, I...I know," Fu Yu Sheng knew that Song Yan will be fine but what about the scene that he saw just now? Why was he seeing her covered in blood again and for what reason? What was going on? Just what the hell was wrong with him?
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Crack.
In the building of the dark sect, a glass shattered on the ground while the woman whose nails were coloured in red picked up the cards that were placed in front of her and hummed lightly before laughing as she looked at the cards that were covered in blood with a cup on it.
" It looks like he is finally remembering everything, sect leader," she turned to look at the old man who was kneeling on the floor, her face very much similar to Song Yan except for the beauty mark that was at the right of Song Yan's face was on the left on her face. And she looked crueller with harsh lines on her face, a scar that deep ran down her cheek and neck before vanishing behind the collar of the red cheongsam that she was wearing.
With a brilliant smile, she stared at the elderly man and questioned in a light tone, " Did you not say that that he will never be able to remember anything no matter what age and time, then why is it that he is remembering everything now? He was supposed to forget everything!" As she spoke, her voice got shrill.
Her hands that were holding a tea cup moved, flicking the cup harshly at the forehead of the elderly man who was on his knees. With a thunk, the cup hit the man on the forehead causing a slash to occur on his pale and old skin, blood started to trickle down his forehead as he clenched his fingers and then said, " There might be some changes that occurred that we don't know about, Madam. There is no way that man would have remembered anything...he should have forgotten----"
" Yes but he did not, what's more, he is back to my dear sect sister's side, I thought that with everything I have done, he would stay away from her but..." sneered the woman in red. " What a good dog, he is...even after burning in hell with her after giving up immortality, he is still willing to chase after her. As for the changes..." her eyes flickered as she spread the cards in front of her and narrowed her eyes. " You are right the planetary movements seemed to have to be moved."
Her lips curled to one side as she threw the cards on the floor with a sweep of her hands on the table, along the cards, she even dropped a lot of things that were on the table. The sound of things breaking echoed in the room as the elderly man winced and closed his eyes, while the woman remained blank-faced as she stared at the card that was depicting her harsh death.
" That old hag has always been biased towards, sect sister, even though the hands of sect sister are covered in blood, she is willing to give her a chance and yet I..whose hands have always been cleaned was cursed," The woman in red snarled remembering the words of her old master who cursed her upon the tragedy that took place in the sect years and years ago, maybe it was centuries ago. She could no longer remember it.
She still could not forget how that man instead of staying by her side as an immortal threw away his immortality to the side to follow her sect sister to hell while their master who ascended to the heavens came down all for the sake of cursing her while giving her sect sister a chance to make up for the massacre that she has done.
They all abandoned her for her sect sister, it was only right for her sect sister to lose everything so why was it that she was the one who was on the verge of losing the echo of her life?
Her master even changed the planetary movements all for the sake of her sect sister! She even made sure that the red string she ripped apart was reattached again causing her sect sister to find the man again after walking in hell for centuries. Why? For what reason, her sect sister was being protected by their master to this degree? What has she done to be loved by a Goddess?
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