Chapter 168: Recast (Super Super Super Long Chapter)
As night falls, the stars dot the deep night sky.
After enjoying the sumptuous dinner prepared by Taoyao, the girls returned to their respective rooms.
The warm lights illuminate every corner, bringing a touch of warmth.
The night sea breeze blew gently, drifting in from the window with a slightly salty scent.
"Good night, Taoyao mother."
Forget-me-not greeted Taoyao who was lying on the bed opposite to me, with a hint of sweet tiredness in her voice.
A whole day of training and exploration made her feel tired, but her heart was filled with fulfillment.
The newly acquired longbow was placed beside the bed, glowing faintly under the light.
Tao Yao smiled gently and watched the little girl climb onto the bed: "Well, good night, have a good rest."
Her voice was gentle, as if she was coaxing a child to sleep.
That tenderness makes people feel extremely at ease.
Forget-me-not slowly closed his eyes and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
The surrounding sounds gradually faded away, even the sound of the waves became hazy.
She didn't know how long it had been, but when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a hazy space.
There was a light mist all around, and before her stood an uncomfortably familiar figure.
"you again!!"
Forget-me-not took a step back and looked at the end with a wary look.
Yesterday’s dream is still vivid in my mind, and those disturbing words seem to still echo in my ears.
The silvery moonlight shines through the mist onto Zhongmo, adding a mysterious and dangerous aura to her.
Thinking of what Zhongmo said to her yesterday, those words that tried to shake her trust in Taoyao, Wuwangwo was so angry that she gnashed her teeth.
Her hands were clenched into fists, her nails almost digging into her palms.
Now seeing each other again, her eyes were full of hostility and her voice was filled with anger:
"Don't even think about sowing discord between me and Taoyao's mother!"
"Mother?"
After hearing this, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
There was a hint of sarcasm in her voice, and every word was like a poisoned blade.
"She killed your biological mother with her own hands, but you treat her as your mother?"
"Little girl, why do you keep deceiving yourself?"
"Don't you think... this is ridiculous?"
The final words were like a sharp blade, trying to pierce the deepest part of the forget-me-not's heart.
But Forget-Me-Not did not back down and immediately opened his mouth to refute.
Although her voice was trembling, her tone was extremely firm.
"Mom Taoyao had no choice!"
"At that time, mom was deeply poisoned by the poisonous fairy and could no longer hold on. Taoyao's mother just let her be free! It's not what you said!"
"Really?" He still maintained that chilling smile at the end.
Her voice became even colder, like the wind in winter, "But she is the original, the first fairy."
"Since she was able to save you..."
"So you really think she's incapable of saving your mother?"
"Have you ever thought that maybe she doesn't want to be saved at all?"
These words were like a bolt of lightning, striking Forget-me-not's heart.
She opened her mouth and wanted to continue to argue, but suddenly found herself speechless.
All the questions that she had been deliberately ignoring now came to her mind.
"Don't fool yourself, little girl."
The final voice echoed in the darkness with a ruthless truth,
"She is the enemy who murdered your mother! This is the truth. No matter how you embellish it, it cannot change the truth."
These words lingered in the air for a long time, like a nightmare that could not be dispelled.
Forget-me-not's expression began to waver, and there seemed to be a crack in that firm belief.
The last words were like a sharp scalpel, cutting open the deepest scars in her heart bit by bit.
All the memories that she had been trying so hard to forget came flooding back.
The more I recall the truth of the past.
The more I forget myself, the more painful my heart becomes.
……
On the other side, Feiying also fell into an uneasy dream.
A hazy mist swirled around her, making the entire space seem particularly mysterious.
There was a slight chill in the air, making people feel a little uneasy.
In this mist, she looked at the End Girl who appeared again in front of her, and anger surged in her heart.
Last night's dream was still vivid in her mind. She was extremely annoyed by the words that tried to alienate her and Taoyao.
"Don't try to sow discord between me and Tao Yao anymore!"
Feiying spoke without hesitation, with an unquestionable firmness in her voice: "How could Taoyao plot against me?"
"Even if she has other purposes, it is definitely not directed at me."
"Her kindness to me is selfless! I know this clearly!"
however.
Facing Feiying's reaction.
At the end, with a faint smile on his face, he spoke softly, neither slowly nor slowly:
"Really? She is the original, oldest and most mysterious fairy."
"What makes you think she'd be selfless?"
"Have you ever thought that maybe she's just being nice to you in order to achieve some purpose?"
"After all, how can there be so much kindness in the world without reason?"
When Feiying heard this, she clenched her teeth and clenched her fists.
The power of the flower of fire surged within her body, and even the air around her became scorching hot:
"Anyway, Taoyao is good to me!"
"She just helped me make the sword today. This is her gift to me."
"She came all the way to this island just to give us presents!"
"I will never allow you to continue to slander Tao Yao! You don't understand her at all!"
“Are you talking about that broken sword?” Zhongmo’s voice was somewhat sarcastic, and the smile on his face became even more sarcastic. “She just picked up a broken sword to deal with you, but you treated it as a treasure... and who doesn’t understand her? Your naivety really makes me hard to describe.”
"Not at all!"
Feiying retorted excitedly, her voice full of strong emotion, "The gift Taoyao gave me is special. She forged it in the volcanic furnace with her own hands and infused it with her primordial power."
"She said that this sword is indestructible. No matter how powerful a fairy is, as long as it is a fairy, it cannot destroy it!"
"She said it herself! I believe her!"
In the end, he didn't say anything, but just looked at her quietly, with that disturbing smile still on his lips.
There seemed to be some profound meaning hidden in those deep eyes, as if they had seen through something.
This silence is more depressing than any words.
Suddenly, Feiying woke up from her dream.
Moonlight streamed in through the windows, casting mottled shadows on the floor.
Her forehead was covered in cold sweat and her heart was still beating violently.
She turned her head and looked at the long sword leaning against the bed. It was a gift that Tao Yao had made for her today.
The sword glowed faintly in the moonlight, and looked so beautiful.
Feiying reached for the sword, wanting to confirm something.
Her fingers trembled and her heart was filled with anxiety.
However, just as her fingers touched the hilt of the sword, a shocking scene occurred.
The sword that was said to be indestructible actually shattered easily in her hands.
The sword broke into countless pieces, shattered like glass, and scattered on the ground, making a crisp sound.
It's like a low-quality imitation that breaks at the slightest touch.
The fragments sparkled coldly in the moonlight, as if silently mocking her innocence.
Feiying stared blankly at the remaining hilt in her hand and the fragments on the ground, completely unable to believe her eyes.
The final words echoed in her ears, as if ruthlessly confirming something.
The seeds of doubt began to take root in her heart.
"Taoyao..."
Feiying murmured to herself, with deep confusion and uneasiness in her voice, and tears flashing in her eyes, "You really... lied to me?"
The moonlight shone coldly on the scattered sword pieces, reflecting a chilly light.
At this moment, Feiying felt that her beliefs were shattered silently like the sword.
Her heart was filled with confusion and doubt, and her trust in Tao Yao seemed to begin to crack.
The night wind blew in from the window, carrying with it the salty smell of sea water.
In the darkness, that meaningful smile at the end seemed to still be before my eyes.
But Taoyao's gentle face began to become blurred.
What does this broken sword portend?
All those questions that she had deliberately ignored now came to her mind.
Feiying sat on the bed, hugging her knees tightly with her hands, looking at the sword blade on the ground reflecting the moonlight.
Each piece of debris was like a silent question, piercing her heart.
Tao Yao who always treated her tenderly...
Is it true or false?
This question kept echoing in her mind.
Just then, Jasmine, who was lying on the bed next to her, was awakened by a slight noise.
She rubbed her eyes gently, adjusting to the dark environment.
The moonlight poured in through the window, casting the room in a hazy silver glow.
"Feiying? Can't sleep? It's so late and you're still awake..."
Jasmine's voice was filled with weariness and concern.
When her vision had completely adapted to the darkness, she finally saw Feiying curled up in the corner of the bed.
And when he saw the sword fragments scattered on the ground, sparkling with cold moonlight, he couldn't help but be stunned.
As an expert on weapons, she immediately recognized that the fragments had once been a complete sword.
"What... is going on?" Jasmine's voice was full of confusion.
She remembered that this should be the sword that Taoyao had made today, so how could it become like this?
Feiying still remained in a curled-up position, hugging her knees tightly with her hands, as if this could give her some sense of security.
There was deep confusion in her voice:
"Jasmine, I realize that I don't seem to understand Taoyao."
These words seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of the soul, full of confusion and pain.
Jasmine paused slightly and responded softly: "We don't know her."
Her tone was calm, yet contained a hint of deep meaning.
Feiying shook her head violently, and her long red hair drew an arc in the moonlight.
Her voice began to become hurried, as if she wanted to pour out all her confusion:
"No, I mean...I've tried my best to get to know her."
"In the old flower language, I saw her past, those stories that were either warm or sad."
"In this world, I have been trying my best to get in touch with her, wanting to know everything about her..."
Her voice became more and more trembling, and her emotions became more and more confused: "But even so, I still don't understand her..."
"I have no idea what she wants to do..."
Having said that, a hint of self-blame flashed across Feiying's eyes.