As soon as he raised his hand, he pulled out the god-killing nails that had never been removed from his wrists and shoulders. His face remained unchanged amidst the splash of blood, and he thrust his backhand into the heart of the Lord of the Evergreen Palace!
The giant nail fell down and accurately pierced the human body, but it made a crisp and dazzling sound like gold and iron colliding, and it couldn't penetrate at all!
Changsun Wuji reacted extremely quickly, and immediately threw away the God-killing Nail and floated up if he failed in one blow. However, the Master of Changqing Hall leaped up faster than him, and he was already in front of him in a flash.
Looking back in mid-air, Changsun Wuji smiled, his robes were stained with blood but he had a dignified manner, and said condescendingly: "Master, congratulations, you have become a demon."
The Master of the Palace of Evergreen shook his body, and his mind was thrown into chaos by the words he feared the most in an instant. His consciousness, which was already on the verge of chaos from internal and external worries, suddenly surged like a raging tide, crashing against him, who had been repeatedly injured today and had just been worn out. He let out a low growl, rolled up his sleeves, and ruthlessly rushed towards his eldest grandson Wuji.
Changsun Wuji smiled without a smile and went up to him.
In an instant in the low room, golden and light purple figures were entangled into a group, one was thick and thick, one was light and flowing, one was tearing fiercely, and the other was silently repairing, the golden light and the purple light caught each other, forming feathers in the narrow space. However, it was not like ordinary masters shaking the ground, but slightly but dangerously. Where the wind passed by, there were no traces on the wall, but countless dust was thrown away layer by layer. Those dusts, some are from tents, some are from futons, some are from porcelain, some are from goldware, no matter what it is, no matter how hard it is, under the pressure of such a powerful and undisturbed true force, They all turned into dust in an instant without a sound, and layers of powder quickly accumulated on the ground, a layer of yellow, a layer of purple, a layer of white, and a layer of green... It was impossible to see what it was.
The most dangerous battle in the world came from a pair of top master and apprentice, the most ruthless master, and the most profound apprentice.
I don't know how long it took, and during the time when Taeyeon closed her eyes to absorb the divine spell, the golden figure of the pair of fighting people gradually spewed blood, and the light purple figure also began to stagger. The former escaped under the joint calculation of many times Bewitched, the latter has endured humiliation and burdened every step of the way for one person's goal until today, and he is exhausted physically and mentally; the former's consciousness has become confused, and he only remembers to kill the person in front of him. Living in this world, the latter has only one last thing left in his life-to entangle him, destroy him, and then, fulfill her.
It's all the mentality of dying together, in exchange for the result of a tragic collision.
"boom."
There was a muffled sound.
The two bodies were framed together, the palm of the Master of the Evergreen Palace was pressed on the heart of Changsun Wuji, and the elbow of the Changsun Wuji was pressed against the throat of the Master of the Evergreen Palace.
Both of them were trembling slightly, trying to get closer to each other's vitals.
Both of their wounds were spurting blood, each spattering on the other.
"You... you..." The Master of the Evergreen Palace was in a mess, and the blood seemed to be a mess of threads, tangled and tangled together, unable to be cleared, cut and couldn't be pulled apart, wringing the bloody blood. , His heart was beating violently, as if he was running a horse, until it burst out of his chest.
In such chaos, he still did not give up and asked: "You...why are you..."
"My skill...has been recovered..." Changsun Wuji was also panting, with a faint smile on his pale face, "...Jie Tianfeng, I was going...I'm going by myself...If you don't use that method, how can you rest assured...I'll go There?"
"Taeyeon... colluded with you..."
"Yes..." Changsun Wuji smiled, "Your...King Kinnara...has been taken care of by me..."
"She is not your... enemy..."
"Never... never..."
"You... you got the Patriarch's..."
"Evergreen... three techniques..."
The Master of the Evergreen Hall was shocked, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "Lost... Lost..."
"...that's just...you believe it..." Changsun Wuji said softly, "The mandala leaves... have been transformed by me... soul beads... I made a fake one... what you just received was from Yasha King Sikong Qi... Violent soul... and cracking heart... you know it, it's in the hall... "
"Okay... hello..." The Master of the Evergreen Palace also smiled, and spurted out a mouthful of blood when he smiled, his heartbeat became more and more rapid, and the sound of his violent heartbeat could be heard in the room, and his blood flow became more and more rapid One hundred and fifty years ago, the soul of the violent and proud Yaksha King hit the scarred body that had been plotted against many times in the most ferocious way, trying to drag him into the eternal purgatory where he could not escape.
The mouthful of blood sprayed on Changsun Wuji's face, he didn't let it go, and he didn't have the strength to let it go again, the mouthful of blood bloomed like poppies on his snowy cheeks, it was so vivid that it was shocking, the Master of Changqing Palace looked at him, also Like looking at a poppy, this disciple he has always loved, his proud disciple, the reincarnation of the founder of the teaching, the genius in the history of the Evergreen Temple, he always thought he understood him, but now it seems that he is far from knowing enough he!
Such a deep thought, it was laid out years ago, and it has been disguised to deceive everyone for many years... It's really ridiculous, why is Taeyeon competing with him for the position? It turned out that it was just a cover for him to delay the succession. No wonder Taeyeon and him would have conflicts every time the theory of succession was brought up again, thus diverting his attention. There is a lot of energy from the top and bottom of the temple, and everyone is busy with political disputes, and has no time to pay attention to Wuzhou Continent, so that the demon lotus grows stronger day by day, and grows safely under his wings. , under the protection of Tai Yanming's mortal enemy and actually an ally, he went up to Tianfeng, obtained the three evergreen techniques left by his ancestor, eliminated the only mandala leaf that could be restrained by him, and then proceeded step by step, deceiving him into joy Under the circumstances, he accidentally collected the violent soul, and faced him and Taeyeon at the same time... Okay, good plan!
Ah... Without such amazing scheming, how could he be able to move him who has already entered the state of demigod? Without such a scheming plan that has been laid out for many years, how could it deceive the entire temple? Even King Garuda made wedding dresses for others!
This kind of scheming was used in the great cause of the temple, and the temple has long been more prosperous, but he did all that, endured all the suffering, and set up that situation just for that woman, and even, just to send her away safely!
So, still stupid!
The Master of Evergreen Palace smiled confusedly, and smiled coldly, and slowly pressed his palms in the crazily hot and bone-piercing coldness of his chest.
Changsun Wuji raised his cross arm, and the elbow reached it in an instant!
"Crack."
There was a faint and thrilling sound in the quiet room, and then, the two bodies that were pressed together suddenly separated and fell heavily with a thud.
The Master of the Palace of Evergreen fell to the ground, and suddenly saw himself flying up, suspended in midair lighter than before, looking down at himself on the ground, and also at Changsun Wuji, who slowly closed his eyes.
But the four sides are colorful and full of splendor.
Is... have you ascended
He smiled with satisfaction, and let go of himself in such fleeting glimpses.
Let go of the lonely and persistent life that I have been on the top for decades.
I... never lose.
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"Someone died."
Under the protection of Leidong and Gu Yidie, Di Feitian, who finally successfully merged his soul before the siege, waved his hands and watched him off, killing people like saying goodbye, while in the fierce battle, he suddenly said such a sentence to Meng Fuyao.
Meng Fuyao was stunned for a moment, his hands eased, and he said in astonishment: "Dead... who died?"
Too many people died here, why did Di Feitian say this inexplicably.
"I'm not talking about the death of ordinary people." Di Feitian gave her a dissatisfied look, "Look."
As soon as Meng Fuyao raised his head, he saw a gray-white shooting star slowly passing by in the sky.
"When an extraordinary person dies, he responds to the phenomena of the sky." Di Feitian was so patient. "In the future, when you die, there will probably be a star shining."
But Meng Fuyao was no longer in the mood to understand his jokes, she stood there in a daze, not even noticing that a soldier was slashing at her with a knife, it was Di Feitian who swung him away with his sleeve, and stared at her dissatisfiedly, " What's the matter with you, woman? You're working so hard, why don't you stand up and work?"
But Meng Fuyao just stood there in a daze, thinking over and over in his heart, the death of an extraordinary person... Shangying Tianxiang... Shangying Tianxiang... Now everyone in the Evergreen Temple is here, except...the Evergreen Palace Master and Wuji .
The martial arts and magical skills of the Master of the Evergreen Palace are beyond human power. It is impossible for him to die suddenly, so...then...
She ran suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, she had already smashed through the crowd, and rushed towards the direction where the Evergreen Palace Master left just now.
King Garuda immediately said: "Stop her! Stop her!"
Meng Fuyao rushed extremely fast, but there were too many people here, the eight palace troops blocked the road one after another, and the elders were all masters. She also pierced through the crowd, but was rushed back again and again by the broadsword-like crowd, but she kicked, kicked, slashed, chopped, sliced, cut... The red light spread, and the killing was crazy.
Nobody stop me!
Promise - Promise.
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Master Evergreen, I want to kill you!
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In the inner room of the small courtyard, green smoke lingered faintly, lingering on the two people on the ground, and those two people were as quiet as dead, or, indeed, dead.
When Taeyeon woke up from the magical illusion, she saw such a scene.
With a cry of surprise, she rushed over immediately, picked up her eldest grandson Wuji, and called: "Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"
Changsun Wuji slowly opened his eyes, the blood on his face was still stained, and his expression became more and more like snow, his gaze was a little turbulent at first, as if he glanced at Taeyeon with vague hope, then he showed slight disappointment, but Immediately covered up, gently, smiled at her.
With just that smile, Taeyeon burst into tears.
"I have wronged you..." Changsun Wuji sighed softly, and slowly raised his hand to wipe away her tears, "For so many years..."
"No." Taeyeon burst into tears and choked up, "I am willing, I am willing..."
Changsun Wuji had a slight smile on his lips, turned his eyes away, looked out of the window absentmindedly, sighed regretfully, and then said in a low voice: "Taeyeon."
"Um… "
"You have inherited... divine power." Changsun Wuji turned his eyes, looked at her seriously, and grabbed her sleeve with his fingers, "Please... please help her..."
Taeyeon closed her eyes, tears flowed down her cheeks, dripping on his face, her heart was filled with soreness, unable to express any words, she closed her eyes after a long while, sobbing "hmm" One sound.
There was no movement in the bosom, and there was a light and light breath floating out of nowhere, faint and cool, unable to melt the frost on the window, Taeyeon slowly opened her eyes, and saw her grandson Wuji closing her eyes peacefully in her tearful eyes, with a faint smile on her lips Light, pale and transparent.
Taeyeon stared at him obsessively, caressed his face lightly, and traced his brows with fingers thinly, point... stroke... After a while, she raised her head and sighed softly: "You've lost weight..."
She stared at the scenery outside the window for a while, where the shadows of the trees floated and the fragrance of the flowers whirled. The familiar scenery, somehow felt very beautiful today.
How much you can't ask for in life, how much you can't keep, and you can't be like this tree that is evergreen all the year round, like this flower that is forever luxuriant.
She withdrew her gaze, smiled comprehensibly, and then moved her hand to the top of his head.
The moment her finger moved, a miserable but decisive smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she pressed her palm on his Baihui acupoint without stopping.
Then she closed her eyes.
The faint light in the palm flows like a trembling spring, pouring into the dying body, repairing the damaged meridians, warming and congesting the inner organs, and retaining the lost life. It just flowed into her body an hour ago, and now, she chooses to give it to him.
His pale as snow complexion gradually faded away the dead breath. Although it was still white, it had the luster of life. The pulse that had disappeared for a while was beating slightly, from scratch, vibrating the soft sound of life.
Taeyeon's complexion, however, gradually withered, like the last rose buried in the snow, it was pink and bright at the beginning, but it couldn't stand the severe cold, and gradually withered.
Half an hour later, she withdrew her hand, her body softened, and she fell to the side.
She leaned beside him, unable to struggle for a long time.
At the moment before, the master of the Palace of Evergreen and her divine consciousness exchanged and discovered her secret, and immediately killed her—he pulled out her mandala leaves.
However, because of Zhangsun Wuji's restraint, the divine art was passed on to her after all. As long as she uses this magical art well, she can still be a palace master who has no real power but has divine art.
The hall master's magic skills are enough to look down on the world, and there are very few opportunities to use martial arts, but when the magic skills are no longer available, she has no chance of survival.
Living is a very good thing, she wants to live.
But she didn't want him to die even more, in front of her like this.
If he was allowed to leave like this, how would she spend this long and lonely life
She never wanted the high position of the palace lord, the pinnacle of life, the pinnacle of power desire, and she never cared about it. What she wanted was her powerful, omnipotent senior brother who could continue to be strong and omnipotent.
"You... go and help her yourself..." She leaned over and lay on Changsun Wuji, resting her head on his chest and smiling faintly, "I feel like I can't do it..."
She smiled and lay on his heart, listening to the heartbeat gradually stabilized, the smile on her face was blurred, as if she was listening to a beautiful piece of music, after experiencing such a near loss, this is really the most beautiful piece of music in the world, but I hope he keeps playing like this for many, many years.
She has been wearing a mask for him all her life, pretending to be a double-faced person. She often loses herself in that kind of performance, and she is heartbroken to be his enemy. However, when she is about to lose her composure countless times, she Immediately told herself that it was the secret she shared with him, and she shouldn't feel bitter, because apart from this, she would never have the chance to have the same secret with him in this life.
Now her mission is over, so God arranges for her to leave. From then on, he will go to perfection in his world, and she will wait for the desolation on her other side.
"But later... I regretted it..." She pressed her face gently against his, hot tears warming his cool skin. In this life, he had someone to warm him. He never needed her warmth. The distance is at this moment, and from now on, heaven and man will be separated.
"This spy... It's too difficult... Those days when I was connected to Tianfeng, every day is a nightmare... During the day, I will humiliate you and torture you... At night, I will cry to your wound... After returning, I bit the bedding and lay silent on the bed Fuck, nine months... nine months I tore all my quilts... Promise... Promise... That was the first time I felt... So this is the real cruelty of life... "
Unable to love is no longer the most painful wound, those heart-cutting days and nights, those heart-burning torments, the pain and heartache of those people before and after those laughing and laughing, tearing her apart from time to time, when she can finally get rid of it, her fate is gone to the end.
The deep mountains are silent, the flowers fall empty, the dark fragrance is exhausted, and the long breath is too long.
The teary cheeks slid slightly from his cheeks, and her lips moved down slightly to cover his lips.
The teeth moved slightly, the light appeared and disappeared, and a white eighteen-petal mandala leaf was fed into his mouth.
My brother... my love.
From then on, you stand on the highest peak in the world, watching the vicissitudes of the world, but I hope you don't feel lonely at the high place, but I hope that the eternal cold of Evergreen Mountain will never cool your clothes.
And I, alone on the road of no return, never look back.
In this life, I love you who loves others. In this life, I play illusory plays for you, and live myself as a double image of opposites. In the next life, I don’t want to meet you, and I don’t want to meet such suffering again.
The Temple of Evergreen in the mountains is like spring all the year round, the sky outside the mountains is full of wind and snow, the broken snow blowing from the distant mountains, connected with colorful light flowers, is swept into the window lattice by the wind at the same time, so light and cool, Like a life as fragile as glass, in the vagueness, someone plays a pipa on the sea, and plucks the bleak song that breaks through the mountains.
Taeyeon slowly closed her eyes.
Consciousness is like a cloud, floating in the lonely soft red of a hundred thousand feet, and falling flowers and flying catkins on the Evergreen Mountain for three thousand miles, vaguely seems to see that year, among the brilliant tung flowers and purple clouds floating in the sky, the young man is also like a light purple cloud, falling In front of her eyes, he bent slightly in the breeze, and his clothes spread out like a dream, and the fragrance of the Ashura Lotus King instantly infiltrated the youthful youth of the girl's life.
She saw the deep spring in the Nuan Pavilion of Chongyun Palace, he was holding her hand, his face was bent down like a picture.
I heard him softly say: "Taeyeon... thank you for helping me."
I heard him say: "Don't worry, the position of the palace master will definitely be yours."
Promise, Promise.
What I wanted was never the position of the Hall Master.
The phantoms of the past, like a long river passing by in an instant, those old and fresh pictures printed in the memory gradually fade, leaving only a frame of yellowed paper, which depicts the most peaceful and shocking dialogue in Wuzhou Continent back then .
"Thirty-three palaces, Lihentian is the highest; Four hundred and forty diseases, lovesickness is the most painful."
"I don't miss you."
"Oh? Then who is your imprint engraved for?"
"For the person who cannot be missed in life."
"Isn't that lovesickness?"
"No, life is short but lovesickness is long, and the world of mortals is endless. The moment of life and death, God knows what is waiting for me will be an encounter or a miss? How can I stand still and let the time be wasted by the day?"
"Then what will you do?"
"There is her in the world of mortals, I will go to the world of mortals."
"The world of mortals will be chaotic."
"The mortal world is chaotic, I will block it; hell will open, I will go; the world will be angry, and I will cross it; the common people will block it, and I will overturn it."
"Why bother?"
"But because of her, I'm not afraid of ten feet of soft red, upside-down suffering."
…
brother.
You never know.
But for your sake, I am not afraid of ten feet of soft red, upside down suffering.
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Meng Fuyao fought fiercely.
The Jiuyi Hall was splattered with blood and moaned. She walked forward with blood and bones.
Although there are few people on her side, all of them are top experts in the world, especially Di Feitian, who fought against all the elders by himself, and the endless strange witchcraft forced the elders to be stretched.
What's even better is that he even tampered with the bands of Gandharva, who is the best at music. The diabolo was pulled and driven so badly that it turned into a ghost crying in the end, and coupled with the strongest King Kong who raised his head and sang songs, the hall was in a state of chaos.
"Dragon Department, Formation!" King Jialouluo kept frowning, and finally couldn't help commanding in a cold voice. As the dragon department who is the best at formation among the eight departments, it has always made the formations the best in the world. The various formations handed down by the Qingshen Temple have been modified and improved. The formations used by his dragon department can trap all the people in the world who want to be trapped, except for the master who inherited the magic.
However, the army of the Dragon Department did not move. They have not moved since the beginning of the battle. Hearing King Garuda's command, the envoy of the Dragon Department stood up and said indifferently: "I report to King Garuda, our department has been punished by the Palace for punishing crimes." The Lord deprives the right to participate in the battle, and shall not participate in any battles until the Hall Lord is released."
"Bastard!" King Garuda was furious, "I am the father of the new Hall Master, and I have the right to order you!"
The envoy of the Dragon Department looked at him, bowed his body, and said: "Please show the hall master's token, and ask the new hall master to issue an oral order."
"You!" King Garuda's face was ashen, and he was about to turn his head to order the Mahuraka tribe to bring out the precision bed crossbow that had never been used in the temple. A round of arrows shot these bastards to death. Indifferently said: "The master of the hall ordered you to retreat."
King Garuda suddenly turned around, and saw a man wearing a golden mask and a golden robe of the palace master walking calmly.
He walks like a cloud and flowing water, floating up from the three thousand jade steps, like a ray of pure gold, reflecting the blood-stained jade fragments all over the ground, and there is a different kind of indifference and desolation in the gleam.
"Hallmaster, you—" King Garuda greeted him in astonishment, and opened his eyes behind him, "Are you alright? Where is...King Kinnaruo?"
The man's eyes trembled slightly, he looked down at him, and stretched out his hand, as if to hold him.
King Garuda stretched out his hand in puzzlement.
When the hand came in front of him, it suddenly changed from a pull to a brush, a golden light flashed on the fingertips, and it brushed all the acupoints on his upper body like spring wind and rain!
King Garuda suddenly froze there.
The acupoints all over his body were sealed in an instant, and even the blood seemed to be congealed. He couldn't even blink his eyes anymore, he could only stand there with his back to the hall, staring blankly at the person in front of him.
The leader of the top ten all over the world, Garuda King Tianji, was restrained with a single move.
Although there was an element of defenselessness, King Garuda had already sensed in an instant that the other party was not the Hall Master Li Yong, but he was using the Hall Master's magical technique.
Where is the lord? Where's Taeyeon? What happened…
"I'll kill you—" A stern voice suddenly came from the hall, and the slender black figure, carrying a brilliant light of jade white and reddish, burst out from above the nine main halls, and the startled rainbow traveled across the splendor, like a ray of lightning. Straight out!
That fierce lightning was like a knife that could split the sky, carrying endless killing intent and endless hatred, it rushed forward resolutely!
You can't kill the enemy, you'd rather break yourself!
The crimson sword light bloomed in front of her, directly approaching the enemy's heart, she exhausted all the strength in her body, no matter what, she wanted to stab the Master of the Evergreen Palace, if he didn't succeed, he would be benevolent!
She flitted down like a frightened feather, and flew thousands of miles from the three thousand jade steps. The tung flowers floating around were startled by the murderous aura and violent wind. They all stopped and then raised violently. Opened the purple tobacco brocade.
As for the woman who rushed down wrapped in smoky brocade, her black hair was like ink, her eyes were bright red, but her cheeks were as white as jade, like a jade cup that had resolutely splashed rouge juice, spreading out the clear and bright luster.
The man at the bottom of the steps, whose golden robe was blown by the wind, gently looked up at her as she rolled down from the clouds, rolling through the wind and smoke of this slow journey, rolling towards him with fire-like enthusiasm and blood-like burning pain. .
At that moment, his eyes changed a thousand ways, gratified...pain...joy...sentiment...lucky...sorrow...the dust settled.
On the three thousand jade steps extending to the sky, there is no extinguishing ups and downs.
He suddenly opened his arms gently.
Facing Meng Fuyao who was approaching with a sword, he opened his arms wide open.
Then he said softly: "Fuyao."
"Crack."
With an uncontrollable forward momentum, the sword light reached his body in an instant.
Meng Fuyao froze in mid-air.
She stared at the man in disbelief, and only now did she see clearly his complicated eyes, the boundless elegance between his brows, his graceful and resplendent eyes that had always been deeply focused on her.
And beside him, the faint fragrance of Asura lotus wafted away, changing like flowing clouds.
As the sun rises, it shines on the Evergreen Temple on the top of the snow-capped mountain, and on the jade steps of the lonely city that reflects the radiance. .
The wind is quiet and the flowers are falling.
Meng Fuyao let go of her hand.
The body softened.
Suddenly all power was lost.
She fell.
into his open arms.
Like a high-flying bird, flying across the sky with blood, rushing towards the return of fate, at the most painful and amazing moment, it landed in the arms of the person who had been waiting for a long time.
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Dust, settled.
The Evergreen Temple has always been inherited by the master's magic. No matter how he got the position of the hall master, the person who has the magic is the master of the sky, and everyone is only loyal to the hall master.
Under the threat of divine light and mandala leaves, no force can resist.
A great battle disappeared in an instant because of the strange replacement of the palace master. The eight tribes stopped fighting, the elders ceased fighting, and King Garuda was temporarily placed under house arrest. For Taeyeon's sake, the grandson Wuji will never attack him again, and he will be locked up for a period of time Besides.
Di Feitian was very dissatisfied with this - he had no opponent.
He demanded that King Garuda be released to fight him decisively, the eldest grandson Wuji said indifferently: "He has a new bereaved daughter, and his mind is fluctuating. Are you sure you want to take advantage of the danger?"
The proud Di Feitian immediately gave up, but stared at him for a long while, and said, "I've been fighting for a whole year, and I'm tired. Next time, I will come up to the mountain to teach you a lesson."
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled: "Waiting for you at any time."
Lord Wu Shen cast a glance at Meng Fuyao, ever since he saw her appear in the hall, he has no interest in overpowering her, this is obviously someone else's woman, second-hand, I don't want it!
The eldest grandson Wuji was very satisfied with Lord Di's pride, and politely sent Lord Wushen out personally—at least Di Feitian had made great efforts in this matter, without him he rushed all the way to the Evergreen Temple, involving the owner of the Evergreen Palace and Jia The energy of King Lou Luo and others, his plan and Meng Fuyao's breakthrough may be even more difficult. In the battle of the main hall, there are many masters, and he has to deal with the master with all his strength. If he will rebel and save others according to his prior instructions, it may not be able to keep him safe.
The Lord of the Evergreen Palace is too powerful and an unshakable existence. His spiritual consciousness covers the entire Evergreen Palace. He can't get any help and can only fight alone. Even if he has prepared for Fuyao many years ago, it is still difficult to guarantee Everything goes well, there are too many variables in it, and too many opportunities need to be relied on, and if you miss the slightest, you will lose everything.
He once thought that if he was really going to lose, he would have nothing to complain about, but if he didn't even dare to give it a try, it would be a waste of his life.
Fortunately, no one expected that he would spend more than ten years forging an enemy.
No one would have guessed that as early as the first time he met Fuyao and suspected that she was the enchantress referred to by the temple, he invited Taeyeon to be his enemy.
This is the last hand left to turn things around, and painstakingly plan, ten years and one day, just to seize that little life when she faces the temple in the future.
Now at any rate... it's breaking through.
It's just a pity for Taeyeon.
He naturally understood Taeyeon's thoughts for him, and all he could do was to compensate her for the position of Palace Master.
But in the end, her choice made him owe her his whole life.
Changsun Wuji stroked the jade tablet lightly, looked up to the sky, and vaguely heard her say: "Senior brother, I am lucky to meet you, but it is also a blessing."
Taeyeon.
Don't meet me in your next life.
In the next life, be yourself.
The long wind rushed into his chest, and the thirty-seven-leaf mandala in his body floated up and down, which was the eternal imprint left by that woman, which would never be erased in this life.
There is a cause and a destiny to gather the world, and a cause and a destiny to gather the world; a cause and a destiny to destroy the world, and a cause and a destiny to destroy the world.
He let out a long breath.
His heart suddenly warmed up, and someone hugged him gently from behind.
A pair of warm and smooth hands leaned over and slipped into his palm.
He didn't look back, he held that hand with a smile, and rubbed the palm carefully, feeling the body of the woman behind him tremble slightly, and the face leaning against his back felt cold even through the clothes.
"Are they... gone?"
It's a question, but it's an affirmative tone.
Meng Fuyao nodded, and put her face against his back, as if she was trying hard to absorb more warmth, so as to resist the guilt and sadness deep in her heart.
Just now, she sent Zhan Beiye and the others away.
Ever since his eldest grandson Wuji appeared, Emperor Dahan has never said a word, his bright eyes are slightly dimmed, but his expression is calm.
When she swept down the jade steps to assassinate the Lord of the Evergreen Palace, she used his sword. When she parted, she handed back the long sword. He stared at the sword and didn't take it for a long time.
The sword of the Dahan royal family has never been handed over to others. Once handed over, it means giving away the honor and status of a lifetime.
But to her, the sword was handed three times and handed back three times.
She will always be an exception in his life, and will always be an unreachable horizon in his life.
Focused on her, chasing her all the way, declaring that she is her own, but watching her drift away all the way.
Emperor Dahan raised his head and looked at Meng Fuyao who was before the crystal snow mountain. She was more crystal clear than the snow mountain. She was originally a peerless lotus born in the soil of the snow mountain. .
And he, in the writing of God's Will, was destined to do a stroke in her life that was so colorful, but stopped halfway.
He looked at her for a long time and smiled.
In the wind, the man in black and red robe flicked his sleeves rustlingly, brushing away the blood, fire and dust along the way, laughing loudly.
The broad and deep laughter spread far from the top of the temple and among the continuous snow mountains, causing the vast mountains to resonate in unison, and a new snowfall fell.
He laughed and said, "One life is enough!"
Then he took the sword, put it into the sheath with a clang, and left without looking back.
The black robe with the shining red totem shines brightly in the snow, like fine ink stains staining the white land, you can still see it clearly after walking for dozens of miles, it belongs to the proud man's life like ink and blood, outlines On the vast land, it will never fade away.
It is enough to have this encounter with you in my life!
Seeing him go away with a sense of loss, Meng Fuyao looked at Leidong and Gu Yidie with some anxiety.
Lei Dong didn't say anything, just kept shaking his head with a wry smile, shaking his red head like a rattle, and waved his hand to Meng Fuyao's thanks, "Forget it! So what if I thank you? If you marry Ye'er as a thank you , I accept this thank you!"
Meng Fuyao could only smile wryly, remembered one thing, and asked Lei Dong: "Old man, I heard that there is a Lei Dong formula, is it your old creation of martial arts?"
"Huh?" Lei Dong patted his head and stared wide-eyed, "What is Lei Dong Jue?" After thinking for a long time, he said: "Could it be that I came up with a set of internal skills when I was bored in my early years? Ah, that thing won't work, Showing off, it doesn't have half the essence of my own martial arts, I've thrown it away long ago!"
Meng Fuyao was silent, thinking of Yan Jingchen who lost himself and even lost his life because of Lei Dongjue, what he spent his whole life pursuing for happiness turned out to be nothing but something that others discarded like a scrap.
Life is so ironic.
Sighing, she looked at Gu Yidie again, about Zong Yue's whereabouts, she wanted to ask for a long time, there was no chance in the battle of the main hall, now looking at the cold and beautiful eyes of the middle-aged woman, the bold Meng Fuyao couldn't ask.
"Are you afraid to ask, or do you not want to ask?" In the end, it was Gu Yidie who spoke first.
Meng Fuyao opened his mouth.
"I'm not happy to help you," Gu Yidie said coldly, "It's just for Yue'er's sake."
Meng Fuyao looked happy, Zong Yue is fine!
"This silly boy..." Gu Yidie sighed softly, "...he didn't have a long lifespan in the first place, and now...forget it, but do your best."
Meng Fuyao's smile froze, she stared blankly at her, she... what does this mean
"Don't you know that Yue'er has inadequacy?" Gu Yidie said indifferently, "For revenge, he made a deal with Fufeng Witch, and with the help of her power, he used Xuanyuan's ancient thaumaturgy to change his face, which would have shortened his life. , plus the woman harbored evil intentions and took the opportunity to lay hands on him, he...he wouldn't live to be forty at all."
Meng Fuyao took a step back and supported the railing behind him. The white marble railing was cold to the touch, but even colder was his heart.
"With my medical skills and his, if we take good care of him, it is still possible to live for a few more years, but unfortunately..." Gu Yidie turned around and stopped looking at her, "He wasted too much."
The cold and proud woman didn't look back anymore, she floated down the nine-fold palace like a willow leaf, Meng Fuyao stretched out her hand, wanting to persuade her to stay but felt shameless to persuade her to stay, wanted to persuade her to stay but felt that she didn't know what to retain, her fate was like passing water, The past can never be repeated, and if we turn around again, it may still be such a sad ending.
She stretched out her hand for a long time, but only caught the bone-piercing cold wind on the top of the temple. After a long time, a tear fell heavily on her fingertips.
She didn't know that Gu Yidie walked down the mountain, and in a wooden house in a hidden valley at the foot of the mountain, she hugged a man in white clothes like snow. She looked at his haggard face for a long time, and vaguely heard his glass-like life, pointing a little bit. One point, with the passage of time extravagantly, and gradually broken.
But he only looked in the direction of the Evergreen Temple, his eyes were like a kite, no matter how far he flew, he always maintained the direction of her palm.
"So nostalgic, why don't you go see her?"
Zong Yue smiled and didn't answer.
Why let her see me like this