Chapter 261 After thousands of years, I will still choose you
Tang Wutong's voice echoed over Tiandou City, carrying determination and vicissitudes of life. The pink-blue light surged like a raging tide, firmly suppressing Tang San.
Thousands of years ago, she resolutely gave up her body. From that moment on, she had severed all ties with Tang Sanen. The only thing she had left was indeed this soul. However, she never revealed to Lin Xiuran that this was all she had.
Tang San's face was gloomy, and he spoke with difficulty: "Wutong, do you really want to be so decisive?"
"I never hesitated ten thousand years ago, and I will not change after ten thousand years." Tang Wutong's voice echoed leisurely in the sky above Tiandou City, and his determination and determination seemed to penetrate time and space. The pink-blue light became more and more dazzling, seeming to burn the entire world.
Tang San had no time to say anything, his soul was quickly squeezed by the powerful force, and the blue light on Tang Wulin suddenly disappeared, and he fell straight to the ground.
The uncontrolled Poseidon Trident finally turned into a brilliant stream of light and merged back into the trident pattern on Tang Wulin's forehead. Only this time, the trident pattern looked much dimmer, as if it had lost its former glory.
Lin Xiuran half-knelt on the ground, watching Tang Wutong's gradually burning soul, and said with a trembling voice: "Sister Wu, you lied to me..."
At this time, Lin Xiuran still didn't understand that Tang Wutong was definitely not just a divine soul.
Tang Wutong's soul was already burning, and soon, she would completely disappear between heaven and earth, leaving no trace behind.
However, at this moment, her face was filled with a happy smile, which was like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and touching.
"That's enough. At least I've lived for myself."
She gently touched Lin Xiuran's face, her eyes full of reluctance. "It's just that I can't see you in full condition again. But now, it's enough."
"At least you can't forget me."
Tang Wutong shook his head slightly, his tone soft but firm. "There is no need to feel guilty. This is what I should do, whether it is out of love or kindness. At least, I am a human being now, not a puppet. This is already very satisfying."
Lin Xiuran held Tang Wutong's hand tightly, as if this could keep her. "Sister Wu, there must be another way."
Tang Wutong looked at Lin Xiuran tenderly and shook his head gently, his long hair like a waterfall fluttering slightly in the wind. "There is no other way, this is my choice. Don't be sad, remember me, and live well."
Her figure began to slowly dissipate, and most of her body had turned into pink-blue light and disappeared. Gradually, the hand held by Lin Xiuran slowly disappeared, without a trace of touch.
At the end, when she was almost completely dissipated, she finally said: "Xiuran, promise me, no matter what in the future, please keep my brother alive, okay?"
"He is also a miserable man..." The voice behind was almost completely silent, but Lin Xiuran heard every word clearly.
At this time, a picture appeared in the sky, which was the final embodiment of Tang Wutong's thoughts.
But it's just a picture.
A handsome young man wearing armor and holding a nine-color golden spear stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance.
Behind him, there was a beautiful young girl staring closely at the young man's profile, as if she was not willing to let go of him at all.
Just a static picture, but it says it all. That face was undoubtedly that of Lin Xiuran, but it didn't seem to be him. That kind of arrogance and momentum was definitely something he didn't have now.
But there was no time to think anymore, the pink-blue light completely dissipated, and Tang Wutong's spirit disappeared between heaven and earth. The sky above Tiandou City returned to its previous calm, as if the fierce battle just now had never happened.
Lin Xiuran stood up with difficulty while holding on to the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix Spear. Wu Siduo's wounds had been healed by Tang Wutong, and she stood up and felt refreshed.
The others were the same, they didn't speak at this moment, they just watched silently. An eerie silence filled the battlefield that was still fierce just moments ago.
Lin Xiuran looked far away in the direction where Tang Wutong disappeared, his eyes full of loss and sadness, and he was absent-minded for a long time.
He never thought that Sister Wu turned out to be Tang Wutong, the sister of Tang Wulin, the daughter of Tang San and Xiao Wu, a woman who dared to love and hate. She would sacrifice everything for him.
Lin Xiuran had a lot of thoughts in her heart. What kind of person is he? How could he deserve to be loved like this?
Whether it was Sister Na, her, or the Beast Emperor Palace, from very early on, he had been questioning himself in his heart, was he really worthy?
Just recalling Tang Wutong's beautiful face in his memory, Lin Xiuran unconsciously lost consciousness.
Tang Wutong, she dared to give up her body and her status as a god ten thousand years ago. Just for the love in your heart, you can leave a soul and escape from the divine world.
This is exactly why Tang Wutong was able to suppress Tang San's soul. Even if Tang San is the God King, he is still just an ordinary spirit, but Tang Wutong is everything to her.
If she could abandon her body ten thousand years ago, then she can also abandon her soul ten thousand years later. She has never been a puppet, and no one is born a puppet.
Resistance is the best weapon God gives to the unjust.
In a sense, although Tang Wutong died, she did not fail. She has done things that ordinary people cannot do and found something that can truly prove herself.
From that moment on, she was no longer Tang Wutong, nor Wang Qiu'er, nor Wang Dong'er. She is who she is, an independent person, a person who is not bound, and a person who deserves to be loved but has not waited for that love.
Perhaps, in Tang Wutong's memory, that was the most ordinary afternoon ten thousand years ago. The young man stood on the golden tree on Poseidon Island of Shrek Academy, facing the wind, independent and proud of the world.
It is also for the sake of friendship that young people can fight gods with one person and one gun with the power of mortals.
It is also the most correct choice for a girl to make between a young man who is reborn from the ashes and his father.
From that moment on, the bond has been formed, and the thousands of years of acquaintance, encounter and separation seem to have been destined. From the first time they met, their fates had quietly changed, whether it was Lin Xiuran or Tang Wutong.
Their destinies are intertwined, like two intertwined rivers, flowing through the years, leaving behind countless memories and emotions.
But the two rivers will not always intersect, and one day they will separate. Maybe it's the end of one river, maybe it's the continuation of another river.
But in short, they have no way to gather.
Time is like water, as it flows by, we will never meet again.
(End of chapter)