"Old Valley Master... You... don't suffer anymore... Old Valley Master!"
Daoist Xuanchen was already in tears, and knelt down to Demon Lord Luoxue.
"Old... old valley owner!"
The disciples of the Twelve Peaks of Falling Sky Valley, many peak masters and high-level officials, shed tears on the spot, and knelt down to Demon Lord Luoxue.
At this moment, Demon Lord Luoxue still persisted, he stretched out his magic palm, and gently wiped away the woman's tears, however, the magic palm still penetrated through the woman's body, unable to catch the slightest bit.
"Woo..."
Luoxue Mojun wept in a low voice.
Ye Qingtang looked at this lover who had been separated for thousands of years, her eyes were slightly lowered, and her heart sank at this moment.
In her past and present lives, she didn't know what the word love was, but what she saw today made her feel that it was so heavy and profound...
At this moment, You Yun finally heard Luoxue Mojun's voice.
However, Demon Monarch Luoxue couldn't speak anymore, he could only humble like a wild beast, and could only let out a low cry, but the magic pupil seemed to want to say something.
"Old man... stop holding on... count me in... please..."
Slaughtering Heaven Blade spoke in an indescribably complex voice.
Now, how much pain Luoxue Demon Lord is enduring, I am afraid that it is no longer enough for outsiders to know.
"She has heard you... saw you... knows you..." Ye Qingtang looked at Luoxue Mojun who was not far away, and said in a low voice.
Now, every breath of the Luoxue God King is the most tragic torture in the world, lifeless survival, the torture is not only the body, but also the pain from the soul.
In her previous life, Ye Qingtang admired the God King Luoxue recorded in the annals of history. Now that she saw him, she knew the deep love between him and You Yun. Looking at the God King Luoxue, she was reluctant to give up , would rather bear the appearance of all kinds of hardships, she finally couldn't help saying:
"Shen Wang Luoxue, she is dead... don't be persistent..."
Thinking about it, if You Yun was still alive, he would definitely not have the heart to watch Luoxue Shenwang suffer such torture.
The Luoxue God King has never betrayed You Yun for a single iota.
Ye Qingtang's voice was repeated in Luoxue Mojun's mind over and over again.
"Woo..."
Luoxue Mojun raised his head and looked at the bright stars above the sky, but there were mournful cries from his mouth...
The day was replaced by night, Luoxue Mojun looked at the woman who gradually turned into nothingness in front of him, but at this moment, he fell into peace.
His magic pupils are already blurred, and his magic palms are still raised high, trying to grab what no longer exists.
"My heart... hurts..."
Before the cloud completely dissipated, this sound did not dissipate for a long time.
At this moment, Luoxue Demon Lord's arms that were raised high, finally fell down powerlessly.
Thousands of years ago, a man sat in front of a small sapling, waiting for countless years to wait for the small sapling to grow into a towering tree, and wait for his long ink-dyed hair to turn into snow white.
The man got up slowly, and buried all his love deep in the soil. From then on, he didn't mention it any more, and sealed everything he had here.
Between Qinshan and the sea of clouds.
That year, all the flowers bloomed together, and the forest was full of flower fragrance.
The birds are singing and the sun is just right.
Under the bright sunshine, the woman looked at him with a determined face, and declared that he would be hers.
The man in white clothes fluttered, but he looked at the woman inexplicably, shook his head immediately, turned and left.
However, it was this turning around that made the corners of the man's mouth rise inexplicably, and his heart, which had been dusty for a long time, may have been melted by the woman's sunny smile without even knowing it.
"My name is You Yun..."
"I am Luoxue..."