Chong Zi - Chapter 30 : End

The hall gate closed again, and the person on the ground fell heavily, and couldn't get up for a while.

"Ying Ying?" Chongzi was the first person to see his face clearly, and he was very surprised. Wasn't he injured with Yan Zhenzhu and in a coma."

Yu Du was also moved, "Dream catcher!"

At this time, Yun Ying, with purple clothes and white hair. A pair of purple eyes flashed with a charming light, exuding an evil spirit that was incompatible with Xianmen. If it's the moon because of his unchanged face, Chongzi can barely recognize it.

Xingxuan sighed, "So that's how it is. No wonder he escaped my predictions several times."

“As expected of Luo Yinfan. It wouldn't be wrong for me to be caught in your hands,” Yun Ying gasped and slowly got up from the ground, “That's right. Back then, I infiltrated Nanhua under my master's orders, so I was able to act as a messenger from deep. Who knows that the Holy King was confused for a while and failed to achieve success, otherwise, what a Tianzun..."

Several of his brothers and sisters, all of them died in the Ni Lu rebellion, Min Yunzhong was furious to hear his words insulting Nanhua Tianzun, he couldn't help himself. He shouted angrily, and slapped her.

The mana was controlled by Luo Yinfan, so that Yun Ying couldn't hold back, flew out and hit the hall door, rolled to the ground, and blood spilled from his mouth.

Min Yunzhong still couldn't control his hatred, and wanted to do it again, but was stopped by Yu Du, “Dream Demon Sect's magic is good at crossing the heavens and seas, so it's hard to predict. Last time, the matter of Chongzi and the Demon Order, was that also planned by you? "

Yun Ying calmly wiped the blood from his lips, and said, “I thought that he was born with a suffocating devilish aura, and that he might have some connection with that Holy King. So I moved his hands and feet and asked him to try the blood curse to unseal the Demonic Order. Heavenly."

Xingxuan said, "At that time, I didn't think he was trapped by the Dream Demon. It turns out that you solved it in time. I also suspected Mengji of Jiuyou Demon Palace afterward."

Yun Ying proudly said, "Meng Ji was a servant right under my master back then. A mere spell, how can it compare to my master!"

Yu Du said, "In the past, there was the Heavenly Demon on the left and the Dream Demon on the right. We always suspected the Heavenly Demon. Everything turned out to be wrong, and now the Dream Demon is also in Nanhua?"

Yun Ying said, “What do other people think of your Nanhua but my master has never paid attention to it. Can Nanhua Mountain hold that Holy King in his hands?”

Even though this person was arrogant, the Dream Devil was famous for its high pride back then. Being an ordinary disciple in the Immortal Sect really didn't suit his personality. Yu Du nodded, “The plan to prevent the Sword Demon's refining was your doing and it was you who threatened to frame Wan Jie.”

Yun Ying did not deny, “The Sacred King Sword must not be refined. Back then, Chu Bufu was chosen to be the host to prevent this. The day before yesterday, I told Demon Snake Xutian that Chu Bufu's soul was still alive, and took advantage of Yan Zhenzhu's unpreparedness to arrest all the guard disciples."

After saying this, he turned to Chongzi, "Unfortunately, before I could go up the mountain, I was hit by Chongzi who summoned Duan Chenfei, which almost ruined my grand plan. When I killed Duan Chenfei and they went up the mountain, Wen Lingzhi let him in, saved me from having to do it…”

Wen Lingzhi's complexion changed, "You are talking nonsense!"

Min Yunzhong said, "If you can hurt Duan Chenfei and others, why should you show mercy to Chongzi?"

Yun Ying was stunned for a moment, then smiled, “I saw that he was born with a demonic aura, and he probably has a relationship with the Holy King. After all, he has a special status. Isn't he the only one to blame me?”

"What nonsense! Demons who are good at deception want to protect their accomplices," Min Yunzhong sneered, "Do you think my apprentice is deliberately showing favoritism?"

Wen Lingzhi looked at Chongzi with a pale face.

Chongzi was silent for a moment, and said, "I was the one who took advantage of Uncle Wen's unpreparedness and restrained him with the Sleeping Spell I learned."

Yun Ying said, "It's definitely not you, you..."

Min Yunzhong shouted, “Soft words and full of deceit! You want to commit a serious crime, why are you keeping it now? Dream Demon Faction isn't over yet. will only suffer!"

Yun Ying laughed out loud when he heard the words, "Where is my master, you are not qualified to know!"

Min Yunzhong sneered, "I'm not afraid of your sharp mouth. I have my own way of asking you to speak."

Speaking of this, Chongzi suddenly felt a devilish energy hit him.

It turned out that Yun Ying knew that he could not get out, and he had decided to die. He didn't hesitate to destroy the true god, broke through Luo Yinfan's eternal curse ban, and attacked with all his strength.

Min Yunzhong has cultivated for thousands of years and is naturally fearless. He hated devils so much, and he didn't panic when he saw this. There was a smirk on his nose, the Buddhist Pagoda flew out of his hand, and Yu Du next to him also shot.

With a "bang", Yun Ying crashed into the hall door and bounced back up, rolling on the ground, his figure gradually blurring.

“Old Min really has two strokes. For the sake of a sage, I don't need to wait to die. You, you guys! Everyone please wait! The Six Realms will definitely become my Demon Race world!”

Hearing "will", Yu Du suddenly remembered, "What is the purpose of sealing half of the magic power in the Ni Lun Sword?!"

"One day, the Six Realms will fall under the spell!" In that laughter, all the demon souls scattered.

After a long silence in the hall, Min Yunzhong suddenly shouted sharply, "Lingzhi!"

Wen Lingzhi immediately knelt down and trembled, "Disciple is here."

"The headmaster and I saw that you were doing things well, so I ordered you to do important things. You obviously have the message of incense in your body. How could you be enchanted so easily? To be honest, if there's a lie even if it's only half a sentence, Master will never forgive you easily!"

"This matter has nothing to do with this disciple. It was he who framed me! This disciple... This disciple really doesn't know,"

Chongzi was about to move suddenly as he spoke.

"So?" Min Yunzhong looked at Chongzi.

Chongzi said nothing. He was considering it.

This kind of disaster, there is no difference between being committed by one person and two people. Why should he bother other people?

When Min Yunzhong heard the words, his expression softened, "You know that Chongzi has a lot to do with this matter, so you shouldn't be so negligent and cause such a big disaster!"

Wen Lingzhi kowtowed, "Disciple knows his mistakes and is willing to accept his mistakes."

"I sentence you to face the wall for three years."

"Yes."

Hearing the two faint glances, Wen Lingzhi shivered and hesitated, "Actually, disciple heard Chongzi say that there was a major incident on the mountain, and Brother Duan sent someone to report to the Principal."

"There is no proof in words, there is no proof in death." Min Yunzhong said impatiently, waved his hand and ordered him to step back. "Let's see, what should I do?"

Still throwing this hot ball, Yu Du smiled bitterly.

Others didn't understand what his younger brother thought of this disciple, but he knew it all too well. Not to mention that he worried about her and nursed her time and time again. He hurriedly returned from the God Realm this time. He didn't even care about the catastrophe. This girl had had a series of accidents when she was in Nanhua. This brother and sister had a strong relationship, so he had no way of making trouble. Little brother always put the overall situation first, and he also knew the predicament.

Seeing that Luo Yinfan didn't say anything, Yu Du also said, "According to the rules and regulations."

With these words, Min Yunzhong stopped worrying and said decisively, "As a Xianmen disciple, he was with a devilish aura in his heart, colluded with the devil, and killed disciples in the same sect, now you will be kicked out of your teacher's door, and you will be punished by the five thunders, and your soul will be shaken. Are you satisfied or not?"

Chongzi was shaking all over and looked up.

His teacher was also looking at him expressionlessly.

Chongzi quickly lowered his eyes and held Xing Can tightly, "Chongzi...I do."

No matter how strict Min Yunzhong is, he still cares about his juniors. After all, he was his nephew's only disciple. Chongzi had been hurt many times by this matter before. It's not easy to face him in front of Luo Yinfan now, so Min Yunzhong turned to Luo Yinfan, and his tone was as gentle as possible, "Yinfan, there are me and the principal here. Do you want to go back to Zizhu Peak first?"

Luo Yinfan got up slowly, but looked at Chongzi on the ground and said, "As for Chonghua's disciples, There is no need to work so hard Your Majesty and Headmaster."

Min Yunzhong frowned.

Yu Du hurriedly said, "Little brother. This matter is best handled by you. Uncle and I should avoid it first."

In the middle of the night, the hall was empty, and everyone quietly withdrew. He walked down the stairs step by step and stood in front of him.

***

Eight years of mentoring and discipleship finally failed him. Chongzi is a little confused, is life a dream or reality? If it was a dream, why was his heart in such unbearable pain? If that's true, why is life so humble that fate is still so different?

After a long silence, Chongzi held Xing Can in both hands, bowed, and gently placed her on the ground in front of him, then respectfully kowtowed three times without saying anything.

He really wanted to save his Uncle, and had even humiliated his teacher because of this matter. He deserved it. Expelled from the teacher's door... not abused.

No overhead movement.

Sorry teacher. I didn't mean to embarrass you.

Chongzi touched the ground with his forehead and maintained this posture for a long time.

"Anything you want to say?" That voice still sounded neither sad nor happy, very clear in the quiet hall.

Chongzi raised his face slightly and shook his head.

She really wanted to listen to him and stay on Zizhu Peak forever to accompany him and serve him, but she could never give up everything for the commoners. If Chongzi could replace Wan Jie, he would be willing to die, but he couldn't watch his Uncle leave.

"How long have you been in Chonghua Palace?" He seemed to be asking and talking to Chongzi.

"I've followed Master for eight years." His voice trembled, that was the last time he called out "Master".

"Eight years," he repeated over and over again, and suddenly said, "I failed to protect you, it was my incompetence and my fault that I failed to properly teach you."

Not surprised at this moment, Chongzi immediately raised his face, his eyes full of pain, "Teacher!"

"In order to spare you from the death penalty, teacher sent you to Kunlun, so you can reflect on your mistakes." He walked slowly past it and walked towards the palace gate.

"Teacher!" Chongzi chased after him on his knees and hugged his legs, "Master! This disciple is not filial. I made a big mistake. I have no regrets if I have to die. Please don't be angry..."

Accepting him as a disciple was the worst thing he could do. He must be very disappointed and regretful now. Chongzi would rather have him scold him and die by his hands than live to hear this! Ruthless and affectionate words, spoken in such a tone, like a whip, slapped hard on his heart, he said, no one can force him to leave Zizhu Peak, he would rather die in Nanhua!

How dare he beg his teacher not to be angry? Luo Yinfan calmed down, turned sideways, and looked at him.

"Teacher!" Chongzi grabbed the hem of the white robe and touched his forehead hard, "I didn't listen to Master. I didn't want to see Uncle die, it was my fault. Now I have caused a great disaster. I am willing to stay and be tortured. From now on, Master doesn't need to…take me as a student."

An immortal seal suddenly appeared, throwing him into the air.

Chongzi almost fainted.

He said lightly, "So you betrayed the sect and colluded with the devil?"

Does he think so too? Chongzi lay on the ground, raised his face and shook his head, "Teacher..."

"Stand."

"The student is willing to accept his mistakes and asks the teacher to fulfill them."

As soon as the voice fell, Chongzi was shaken again.

Moreover, he was only a half-immortal body so he couldn't stand the impact of strong immortal power. Chongzi wiped off the blood, and reluctantly supported his body, "I won't leave even if I die!"

It didn't matter if he misunderstood, but he shouldn't go. He was his teacher, the head of the Immortal League, and the esteemed Venerable Chonghua. He is worthy of an immortal sect. Now that Chongzi is gone, what do others think of his teacher? How could he forgive himself? This is more painful than killing him.

Lonely.

There was a slight sound of haste in the hall, and it was the vibration of the Sword Demon.

An opportunity to exchange his life, easily surrendered by Chongzi like this!

Little Chongzhi you don't give up! Can't!

"Uncle!" Chongzi suddenly turned around.

A very faint warmth entered his heart, and in the cold hall, Chongzi felt cherished and wanted to follow him subconsciously.

Don't be sad, don't break your heart, this is what his Uncle wants. But he didn't want to see his teacher disappointed again. He didn't want to embarrass her in the world anymore.

Others thought wrong about her, wronged her, and even framed her, but she never regretted it, because at least she had an Uncle who believed in her and liked her.

Uncle, take me away.

“Come back,” Luo Yinfan said coldly.

As if Chongzi didn't hear him, he crawled towards the sword.

Luo Yinfan didn't speak anymore, just looked at the small figure sideways, showing no emotion.

The next magic sword host, the chess piece left by Ni Lun. Will his fate finally end here?

Must end. So let himself end it.

Luo Yinfan's eyes slowly closed, his right hand gradually raised, and the surrounding air currents, as if attracted, quickly gathered in his palm, forming a huge vortex.

Wave after wave coldly unsheathed.

The desolate sword energy, which seems gentle, is actually cold, contains the power to destroy all things, looks desolate, extreme celestial method, and a sword that has been cultivated for hundreds of years.

The moment Chongzi placed his slender hand on the Demonic Sword, his heart surprisingly calmed down.

Even though Luo Yinfan had expected that he would do it himself, it still felt a bit sad when it all ended.

His teacher didn't know, in fact, he had been working hard all the time, wanting to be his good student, to be by his side, serve him, grind ink for him, pour tea for him, escort him out, to welcome him back, see him frown, see him smile, listen to his words. , please him, not let him disappointed in the slightest, really want, really want.

But he didn't, never will.

The secret that had been carefully hidden for a long time and had been hidden so hard gave him endless sweetness and endless despair. Luckily, his teacher would never know how bad he was, otherwise he would be even more disappointed and disgusted.

Chongzi didn't dare to look. He was afraid that his teacher would be reluctant to see him, but he couldn't help but want to see him again.

A faint halo reflected on her small face, she hugged the Demon Sword tightly and looked back at her teacher. His big eyes were darker and deeper, neither sad nor happy, faintly a sense of relief.

No more toil, all misunderstandings and truths, all precautions and love, will come to an end.

However unwilling, his teacher had refused to believe him. Too bad his teacher couldn't forgive him.

Sorry. If the teacher can not forgive. Forget me.

People always pretend to be what they think they are. except Xianmen, they are ordinary people. He will soon be forgotten.

Sensing danger from his teacher, Xing Can flew up from the ground, came to his hand, made a gesture to fight back, and flew to his side a moment later, circling around him anxiously.

Luo Yinfan couldn't see it, only saw the hand in the air, his heart was a little empty.

What is she doing?

That's right. What's wrong with killing evildoers? If he went wrong, it was also his fault.

He turned quickly and walked out of the hall step by step.

The hall door was wide open, and a strong wind rushed in.

The hem of his clothes dragged on the ground, the sleeves of the white robe fluttered, and the back was as straight as ever, revealing a touch of loneliness and arrogance. His steps were steady and firm, so close to her but so far away.

The door is like heaven and earth, and there is endless darkness between heaven and earth.

It was as if when they first met, the young immortal in the center of the gate seemed to have come from far away. Aloof and expressionless. He was a god who actually saved commoners.

He said to the little girl who was crying, I accept you as a disciple.

Eight years, short and beautiful. Chongzi suddenly left as quietly as when he came, slowly disappeared, disappeared between heaven and earth, and never looked back.

Come and go, without a trace.

There was only one person left in the desolate hall, and a wave of swords mercilessly slashed out, annihilating light, bottomless vortex, to entangle him in a world that Chongzi had never been to before.

His figure and consciousness gradually blurred, and only a pair of eyes were still staring at the temple gate.

Hate it?

The hopeless madness, his hands, his lips, his embrace, his voice, had been engraved in his soul, and they were the best memories of his short life. How could Chongzi hate him?

Still, a little.

He has lived a very simple life. Why was he still unable to lead an ordinary life, being watched and suspected everywhere, and even after he had died, his teacher still didn't believe him?

If there is life after death, I don't want to be his student anymore. However, if not as teacher and student, how would he know her? But if they really were teacher and student, how could he endure all of this?

Fortunately, there is no life after death.

Suddenly, all the hate and love disappeared, and Chongzi slowly closed his eyes.

The vortex rolled silently, and at that moment it was chopped down wave after wave, the demonic sword in his hand roared softly, and a faint white shadow struggled out of the sword.

In the empty hall, only the echo of the Demonic Sword fell to the ground, nothing to be seen.

Almost at the same time, Mu Yu, Zhenzhu, Zhuo Hao and others rushed to the door. They were dumbfounded when they saw the situation inside. Then Min Yunzhong and Yu Du also quickly entered the hall, looked around carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After finally getting rid of the serious problem, Min Yunzhong was lucky and a little uneasy. He didn't expect that Luo Yinfan would do it alone, after the two of them had always forced his disciple to die before. This knot would be difficult to remove, so he turned to look at Yu Du.

After all, he was still his same junior brother, and he would never go easy when it was time to be ruthless. Yu Du shook his head, unable to make up his mind, knowing that it would be inappropriate to mention it now.

"This matter is over. Don't mention it again. Let's go."

The Headmaster's instructions, all the disciples dare not not listen. They all disperse. Mu Yu quietly entered the hall to retrieve the Demonic Sword. Yan Zhenzhu couldn't stop crying, and was forcibly helped by her husband Chengfeng, but Zhuo Hao stood still, and Min Suqiu followed.

Yu Du took the Sword Demon and handed it to Min Yunzhong. "The uncles who were sent back to the cave to guard have already returned, and some immortal friends are there."

Min Yunzhong agreed and walked out the door with the Sword Demon.

Wen Lingzhi followed him outside, "Teacher..."

"You really don't know what your teacher is thinking?" Min Yunzhong cut him coldly, "I forgive you because Chongzi has a devilish aura and can't help it. You can ponder it yourself."

Wen Lingzhi stunned and lowered his head, "Yes."

Her white clothes were dust-free, her long hair was loose, and under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, she was calm, and slowly, step by step. He walked down the stone steps, walked across the street, and walked to Zizhu Peak.

***

A bright moon fell on the top of Zizhu and cold smoke rose from the four waters.

On the way up the mountain, the wind was too strong, the long hair was slightly scattered, and a few strands fell from the forehead, finally showing a bit of embarrassment.

His steps slowly slowed down and stopped at a stone bridge.

The sound of the sword in the sky flew back wave after wave, like a water sword shining with cold light, clean and beautiful, but at this moment, he always felt a faint smell of blood flowing from him.

The desire poison in the body began to churning again. He didn't suppress it and let it spread.

It was a strange feeling, empty, painless, just empty.

He was confused by this feeling.

Hate? I hate myself for not being optimistic about him and not teaching him well. I hated him because he was disobedient, acted recklessly, and wasted all my painstaking efforts.

Xing Can followed him, wandered beside him, and suddenly stopped at this moment.

Luo Yinfan watched from the sidelines without any expression.

Isn't that fair and right. Are you still protecting him now? Obviously he was wrong, he was disobedient, evil! Let him do his best, and now he is forcing him to do it himself!

The surface of the water clearly showed that the figures outside the main peak hall gradually dispersed and it was all over.

His master had died, Xing Can's spiritual energy was depleted, and he was on the brink of collapse.

As Xing Can fell, he finally reached out to pick it up.

The bamboo voice sounded cold, and the words from the past came flooding back. There are many days and nights in Chonghua Palace, along the four seas, between teacher and disciple, clear and faint.

"I will definitely study immortal arts well, help teacher to deal with demons, and protect teacher!"

"It's not about protecting the teacher, it's about protecting Nanhua, and protecting the world."

"Ordinary people are guarded by Master and I protect Master who protects them."

"..."

The stick in his hand was slightly cold, and there were countless sorrows, and he didn't know why he felt sad.

Suddenly remembered the moonlit night.

"Master only hopes that you will not underestimate yourself in the future, and have sentient beings in your heart, like the stars in the sky, so this stick is called Xing Can."

There was a sharp pain in his heart, the Desire Poison spread out. Liquid overflowed from the corners of the mouth, and the faint fishy smell disappeared.

He was wrong, he was wrong, in fact, he never thought that he had accepted the wrong disciple.

The others don't know. How could he not understand it?

Even though he was naturally born with a demonic aura and couldn't practice magic, even if his apprentice couldn't be world famous, he never regretted it, because he knew his kindness and he was proud of him.

Even though he mistook addiction for love, and had preposterous delusions, he never intended to blame anything at all. Does not matter. He will come back to life after a long time.

Luo Yinfan saw all the grievances Chongzi had suffered for him over the years. He was humiliated by the Desire Demon, but Luo Yinfan was unable to save himself. No one knew how shocked and angry he was at that moment. She was angry at him for not appreciating him, and angry that he could be so stupid and hate himself so much. Just because he was afraid that his teacher would find out, in order to protect his reputation, he did unreasonable things!

Knowing that Chongzi ignored him, he was helpless and feigned ignorance.

He was just a confused and kind child, who was taken advantage of, pleaded guilty, and refused to die, all of which were supposed to be right.

The first time he brought him back to Zizhu Peak, that little hand had always held him tightly, for fear of letting go. He trusted her so much, was bullied by his friends, expelled to Kunlun, tortured by Wan Jie, scolded by him. He had been wronged several times and never complained, how could he get involved with the devil? Everyone could see that he was the teacher, so how could he not know.

She was wrong therefore she doesn't need his forgiveness at all.

He raised him with one hand, taught him and always looked after him. Doesn't teach spells, worries all the time, and doesn't believe in it. Maybe things kept happening, and he wasn't sure. Like Yu Du and others, he thinks that he must die, and this is the best ending?

This accident had only given him a chance, an excuse, in an attempt to lessen the guilt in his heart.

If he can't stop it, then just give up and obey God's will.

Min Yunzhong and Yu Du? Nothing could force him to die. It was him. He gave up and that was the biggest loss for him.

He can fool everyone, but he cannot fool himself.

For eight years, he watched it grow day by day. He knew his behavior and thoughts like the back of his hand. He has always been a good student. He always is. He was worried and angry, but he was never disappointed.

Nothing is wrong, just doomed to be abandoned.

By a strange twist of fate, it is used as a demon chess piece and its bloodstains remain in the Demon Order. For the sake of the Xianmen and the common people, he must make the most correct choice. But it couldn't be helped, none of this could change the fact that he owed her.

As the leader of the Immortal League, he had to sacrifice an innocent child just because of his demonic aura? To exchange his disciple's life for the peace of Xianmen, in front of God's will, he is so helpless and incompetent, he is not worthy of being a teacher at all!

The Desire Poison galloped within his body and his life was fated to be entangled by it, however, in his life there was absolutely no hatred or love anymore.

Footsteps came from behind, apparently on purpose.

Suppressing the Poison of Desire, he slowly raised his hand, silently wiping the blood from his lips.

With a sound, the sword plunged into the stone blocks of the temple gate in waves, until it reached the hilt.

"Little brother," Yu Du was surprised.

"No problem. I don't need this sword anymore." 

With a light tone, he walked slowly into the hall.

***

Behind the main peak of Nanhua, the Ba Huang Sword shone with a faint blue light, and the young man in white stood holding the sword, looking coldly at the person opposite.

"Why did you do it?"

"You think it's me?"

"News of Wan Jie's remnant soul, you spread it!"

"Where did you hear that?"

"After that, you let him in," Qin Ke said coldly. "I don't understand, what did he do to you? How can you be so cruel?!"

Wen Lingzhi's face was as white as paper, and she sneered briefly, "Yes, in your eyes, I have always been an evil and ruthless person who would not be soft-hearted."

He raised his eyes and looked directly at her, "Yeah, I hate Chongzi, from the first day I met him, I hated him! He's just an ugly beggar with a low status. How could he be so lucky to be able to worship Chonghua. And you, the more you protect him , the more I hate her! In terms of appearance and magic, is she better than me?"

"That's it, you..."

"Qin Ke, I like you, so what?"

Lonely.

"I'm the one who's delusional, human relations are a waste. I'm shameless. You can laugh as much as you can!" Two lines of crystal tears fell down the pretty face subconsciously, Wen Lingzhi suddenly turned his face and raised his voice, “Today I will tell you clearly about this matter. I know, but it has nothing to do with me. I have pride , I don't need to do this. He killed himself!"

Qin Ke was silent for a while, and then said, "But they said that the news about Wan Jie was spread by you."

"Are their words more credible than mine?" Wen Lingzhi sneered, “Consider me the wrong person, and you are confused. If it was really the news that I spread, how could it spread to everyone.”

He looked at her and said every word, "I Wen Lingzhi is a direct disciple of Superintendent Min. No matter how evil or hateful someone is, I will not absolutely kill a fellow disciple!"

Qin Ke was dumbfounded.

"When you brought Chongzi to Kunlun, someone wrote a letter and reported to the Headmaster right? You should have told me about this. I knew that reporting this would lead to you being punished but why didn't you tell me?"

"It was you..."

“Who was the person who reported you, you still can't imagine? Qinghua Palace has already proposed marriage to him twice. Young Master Zhuo is young and romantic. He also has many younger sisters who might like him. I'm not the only one who can get news from Master. At that time, Chongzi begged me, and I realized that it was wrong not to stop him, but he insisted on going in. So I can't think too much of anyone evil taking advantage of the situation."

She raised her slender hands lightly, wiping away her tears without a trace.

“This is the end of the matter. I have to give up,” Wen Lingzhi interrupted sharply when she saw that he was about to speak, “You don't need to comfort and feel bad, I am not ordinary! In the future, I Wen Lingzhi will not bother you again."

The sound was shrill, and the long sword was broken into two pieces!

Unable to stop him in time, Qin Ke took Ba Huang back and slowly put down his hand, hesitating to speak.

Wen Lingzhi didn't look at him anymore, turned around, and left.

***

The long night passed quietly, and the Twelve Nanhua Peaks were still quiet, as if they didn't want to wake up.

At dawn, a faint figure slipped out of Nanhua, walking on the wind.

The morning wind blew the snow-colored robes and white veil that covered the face. Only a pair of eyes opened. They were cold and glistening, and the long eyelashes were elegant and dreamlike.

"Is dead."

"That is you."

Wang Yue floated up from the clouds like a ghost, his black robe was still in the wind, only half of his face was visible, and a gigantic purple water essence ring was still in his hand, which was dazzling.

The person in white moved his eyes slightly and raised his hand, "Who are you?"

Wang Yue said, "You don't know me, but I know you."

"Demon Jiuyou shouldn't have such power."

"I have my power and I can also expose your identity."

"If I don't enter the reincarnation of the ghost gate, I have my own way to continue his demon blood. Only he can remove the seal of the Demon Order and summon the demon from the virtual sky, and only I can complete it."

Wang Yue gave a long “en” sound, “Leave the conditions at that. It won't do me any good.”

"What you want is definitely not your current status. You have your ambitions, but it's a pity that you can never do this yourself." The long eyelashes twitched slightly, and the white-robed person said lightly, "You brought people to attack Nanhua, isn't that just to help us guard the sword of the Holy King? You already understand that our goals are actually the same."

Wang Yue did not deny or admit, "He is dead."

"It happened by accident. I didn't expect it to hurt him." The person in white sighed. "Fortunately, I was prepared and I can still repair it."

"How to fix it?"

"You forgot, the Holy King also finally became the Demon King after three reincarnations. So death isn't the end."

“I'm looking forward to it,” Wang Yue smiled deadly and turned around to hide.

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