My enemies became my companions

Chapter 116 Death and Resurrection
She couldn't cut it.

Even though Chen Yi's ego has been broken,
Even though unspeakable regret swept through her heart, she still couldn't cut it.

She clearly should have killed him. She broke Chen Yi's ego and he would no longer care about her!

She should cut it off, so that she can have a new beginning, instead of being in the middle.

However, stubborn people have a fatal flaw. After he hugged her, her sword fell to the ground.

The one-armed woman cried silently. She knew clearly that if she cut it down, she would get him, but she still couldn't do it.

The sword that fell to the ground made a sound like a long whistle.

"Shut up!"

Zhou Yitang spoke.

Ruoque's sword was still ringing, as if urging her, as if roaring, asking her to kill Chen Yi's three corpses.

Chen Yi's eyes were dazed, but he was still hugging her gently.

Suddenly, Zhou Yitang turned sideways, his mind moved slightly, and the pure white Ruoque sword appeared in his hand.

The Ruoque sword hummed as if with joy, and then suddenly let out a sharp scream.

The one-armed woman twisted her fingers around the sword.

Her eyes used to be complicated and obscure, but at this moment, they were clearer than ever before.

The sword trembled.

What she was about to do was wrong. She shouldn't have done that. She grabbed the hilt of the sword to kill Chen Yi's three corpses instead of twisting the sword.

It has destiny in its body, and the sword can open the gate of heaven. Even if it does not count the mighty backlash of heaven in the future, it is still her complete magic sword, which is related to her longevity...

Zhou Yitang lowered her eyebrows slightly, her tears dried up.

"I can't kill his three corpses, so I can only kill this thought."

The sword among the thousand swords in the sword tomb, a long sword that had reached the state of being "greatly accomplished yet incomplete, with a profound and profound meaning", made its last sword sound when Zhou Yitang grasped it with his fingertips. Thousands of words could be expressed, but it was just a sigh.

Bang.

A crack appeared, and then there was a crisp sound like an explosion, and the sword shattered in an instant, like the ringing of a death knell, echoing throughout the underground palace.

The broken Ruoque sword fell to the ground. Blood oozed from the corner of the one-armed woman's mouth. She suddenly lost her strength. She staggered and fell into Chen Yi's arms.

She closed her eyes, but her heart was tighter than ever before, and the pent-up breath seemed to be unable to be exhaled forever. Her mind became increasingly uncertain, and she could no longer get him.

She was tearful and lowered her eyes, as if she had secretly stood on the top of a mountain in her previous life, and she trembled and cried softly,
"Winter nights, summer days..."

..............................

Chen Yi sank into endless darkness somewhere.

Just like the world of ignorance described in Buddhism, everything is scattered and the darkness is as thick as water.

The soul is like a lonely boat floating on the water, and no one knows where it will drift to.

Suddenly, two hands gently reached into the abyss and slowly pulled him up.

"Yi'er."

Chen Yi heard the gentle voice.

When he turned around, he saw Tushan. She no longer looked like Queen An, but her own face. That face could not be described as beautiful, nor was it ugly. It just looked like that, quietly looking at him.

Tushan dragged his soul into her arms and rocked it gently, as if she was rocking a baby.

Chen Yi wanted to open his mouth, but he didn't know what to shout. He was like a baby now, he could only open his mouth and babble. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of what to shout at her...

He is anxious!

So he burst into tears and babbled.

"Don't cry, don't cry..."

Tushan hugged him.
"It's mother, mother, mother."

"…mother."

"Yes, yes, it's mother!"

Tushan's eyes were filled with tears, she laughed and cried at the same time. She wiped away her tears and taught him to call her mother.
"It's mother, not empress, it's mother!"

She actually knew everything. She knew that Chen Yi's "Niangniang" was not "Niang". Her mother actually knew everything, but she just didn't say it.

With the death of his biological mother, Chen Yi gradually developed self-awareness.

A baby, under the care of its mother, knows who he is and what... I am me.

It is almost innate, so it is called...innate self-attachment.

When a mother brings a child into the world, she gives him...ego.

Tushan stroked his eyebrows, and then many small figures appeared on the water. Upon closer inspection, they were all women.

"This is Yin Weiying, this is Min Ming, this is Min Ning, and this is Queen Mother Dayu..."

Tushan held him in her hands and explained them to him one by one. She quickly taught him to recognize several of the small figures, leaving only the last two.

She pointed at the pitiful little statue and said softly:
"This is Yin Tingxue." Chen Yi nodded slightly.

She pointed at the one-armed little statue and whispered:
"This is Zhou Yitang."

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Tushan just held him silently, enjoying the rare gentle time between mother and son.

After a long time, Chen Yi turned his head and pointed at her.

"This... is mother."

Tushan opened her mouth wide, tears rolling down her cheeks. She smiled. She hadn't smiled like this for a long time, as if this was the best thing in her life.

"It's mother, it's mother..."

She understood that Chen Yi's consciousness was gradually becoming clearer.

She is Chen Yi's last resort, just like almost every mother in the world is her child's last resort.

Chen Yi's eyes were sore and tears fell, and finally he shook his head and laughed.

He lay in Tushan's arms, and everything seemed particularly warm.

After a long time, Chen Yi finally spoke:

"Mom, there is a conspiracy behind this."

"Um…"

"A huge conspiracy caused the gate of heaven to crack, which led to me... going to repair the sky."

"Then Yi'er, be careful, beware of those bad guys outside. Even Zhuanxu's method of reviving can't withstand their torture."

"I see."

Chen Yi said softly.

Tushan hugged him, stroked his brow, ruffled his hair, and touched his neck from time to time.

Yin Jianshan Jianjia planned for two lifetimes to lead her to possess An Hou. At that time, she was confused and mistook him for a child.

But this is just a state of unconsciousness. When they are conscious, they should naturally no longer be mother and son.

When did she really treat him as a child?

It was probably when he couldn't bear to kill her and instead stabbed the knife into her heart.

And now, he was really her son, and like all mothers in the world, she endowed him with... ego.

"mother."

While she was thinking, she heard him shout again.

"Here it is."

Tushan responded and burst into tears again.

Zhou Yitang, who was proficient in swordsmanship, did not get what she wanted, but she did get it.

There is a child here. When he sees her in the future, he will call her mother.

For a long time.

Chen Yi didn't know how much time had passed.

But it seemed like a long time had passed, and yet it seemed like nothing had happened.

"It's time for you to go."

Tushan said softly.

After a long moment, Chen Yi nodded slightly.

"Goodbye, mother."

"Goodbye."

Tushan loosened her hand and pushed him away.

His figure floated on the water, getting farther and farther away, until it became a tiny mustard seed, so far that it could no longer be seen.

"Hou Ren Xi Yi."

She sang softly.

Chen Yi, mother is waiting for you.

………………

The snake turned into a fish, and Zhuanxu died and revived.

Chen Yi, whose ego was broken,

Death is resurrection.

I didn’t want to update it originally, but seeing everyone’s strong request, I will update one chapter in advance.

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