In the battle just now... Yuchen has exhausted his last strength!
"Don't cry. I should have died ten thousand years ago. It was just the sacrifice of the people, and the power was gathered in my body, so that I could keep until your arrival..."
You Chen looked at Xiaobai with old eyes, but his eyes were extremely kind. He stretched out his hand and touched Xiaobai's head:
"Xiaobai, you have contracted a good master. You are the pride of our Xuelonglin clan! In the future, the honor of the underwater emperor will depend on you to protect it, you know?"
Xiaobai felt sad: "Master Youchen, I-I will never let you down!"
You Chen smiled comfortingly.
The teenagers and girls who were transformed into adults by the Xuelonglin clan standing behind You Chen also smiled—
"Little guy, you have to do what you say!"
"Yes, there are not many descendants of the Xuelonglin royal family. You follow your master to enter the world, but don't let those low-level soul beasts of mixed bloodlines and humans look down upon us!"
"Little guy, remember, what you are carrying is the responsibility and pride of our underwater emperor!"
Sentences, screams, it is not only the care of the elders, but also the entrustment of the deathbed!
Xiaobai responded seriously one by one, and looked at their faces seriously, trying hard to remember every face of them!
But at that moment, Xiao Bai felt that his consciousness was surrounded by a strange and warm power. It seemed that he couldn't see anything. All he knew was—the expressions on every face on the opposite side were so friendly. !
Feng Wuxie is always looking for it.
She is looking for a familiar face!
But I can't find it!
Seeing that the bodies of those Xuelonglin people became more and more transparent, as if they would disappear at any time, Feng Wuxie, who had always been calm and calm, began to feel a little anxious—
How about that handsome silver-clad boy with a sly smile like a fox
Why didn't he come
"Master You Chen—" Feng Wuxie couldn't help asking You Chen, "Are all the people in Haicheng here? Why didn't you see His Highness Nian Nian and Ji Xue?"
Upon hearing this, You Chen smiled slightly and shook his head, looking a little helpless.
Feng Wuxie became more confused.
But at this moment, a familiar voice came from under the sea—
"Ha, I knew you would miss me, and would not bear to die, right?"
Everyone seeks prestige—
A ray of silver soul light flashed across the sea, and the beautiful young man wearing silver armor and holding a long sword finally appeared.
A fox is a fox, even if it turns into a remnant soul, it is so cunning and likes to tease people.
It turned out that Jixue deliberately hid under the sea and did not show up, just to appreciate Feng Wuxie's worried expression when he disappeared from him...
"Brother Jixue!" Xiaobai called out first: "You remember us! You know us!"
Although meeting is a dream, everything in the dream happened in reality, changing the history of the Xuelonglin clan! Who can tell this strange fate
Jixue smiled slightly at Xiaobai.
Then, he turned his gaze to Feng Wuxie, and raised the wine jar in his hand—
"It's time to drink," he said.
I said it at the beginning, so drink it when you celebrate your work.
Feng Wuxie wanted to smile at the boy in front of him, but his eyes were wet.
Jixue couldn't see her like this, and quickly said:
"Hey, hey, don't shed tears
Ah, I can't stand it! And I really can’t wait to taste the wine you brewed... It's just a dream for you, and for me... I waited until I died, and I waited ten thousand years after I died! "
Knowing this moment, Jixue finally understood the real reason why this jar of wine was called the "Jiu Shi Jiu" by Feng Wu Xie!
She and him, whether they were born or died, were like a life away.
The Emperor Qianxie on the side also noticed Feng Wuxie’s changes, but he had already heard Xiaobai talk about the Lord Jixue’s affairs, and now he sees Feng Wuxie being so sad because of Jixue’s death. Although the archbishop was upset, he didn't say much...
He can't be jealous with a dead person, or a Xuelonglin? !
What's more, there is only such a trace of remnant soul left in Jixue now, and it won’t be long to wait, even this trace of remnant soul will disappear...
Jixue also saw Di Qianxie. He tilted his head and looked at the man in red, who was as handsome as an evil, and with a murderous aura, and smiled faintly: "Are you Feng Wuxie's man?"
Di Qianxie glanced at him with high eyes.
Jixue said to Feng Wuxie again: "You have a good eye. Okay, I'm also convinced to lose to him."
Feng Wuxie was taken aback: "What did you say?!"
Di Qianxie snorted softly, and said to his heart, he doesn't care about him if he sees the other person as a dead person!
Jixue shook his head: "It's nothing, come on, drink... You know, I... Time is running out." He looked at his palms that had become so nonchalant, and his smile was a bit bitter.
Feng Wuxie nodded and took out the wine glass.
The vision has faded, Feng Wuxie looked at the bright moon gradually rising from the horizon, and said with feelings:
"Jixue, parting today, I will teach you another human thing."
"Oh? What is it?"
"It's a poem."
"This is fresh, what kind of poem?"
Feng Wuxie drank while reading to Yue:
"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time! The lover complains about Yaoye, and she has a love at night. The candle is full of pity, and the cloak is full of luster. It is unbearable to give it to the hand, and the dream is good."
Jixue smiled and said: "Ha, I only understand the word'lover'! Are you confessing to the main hall?"
Feng Wuxie knew that he was joking, so he followed and said:
"There will always be a bright moon rising on the sea. Although you and I are at one end of the sky, you can look at each other at the same time. Life is inevitable, and the end of the world is separated. Although I can't hold this beautiful moonlight in my palm and give it to you, I will hope, I will be able to reunite with you in the dream of the future, and then enjoy the wine and talk."
After finishing speaking, collided with the Jixue wine glass: "Cheers, for this bright moon on the sea!"
Jixue stared at Feng Wuxie's face, slightly in a daze. For a long time, Fang smiled:
"Okay. Just for the bright moon on the sea, the end of the world will share this time!"
Drink it all in one sip.
In this way, those in the martial arts who have never been to the sea and do not know the truth have seen such an incredible scene:
The spiritists are with the dying undead, talking and laughing loudly, drinking, like celebrating their merits, and like cherishing the last time they can be together, in this way, bid farewell to each other...
After all, everyone who went to Haicheng had experienced that dream!
Feng Wuxie is not the only one who became friends with the Xuelonglin clan, but there are also many kind people!
Such feelings will never be understood unless experienced personally!
Those are the Xuelonglins who lived on the bottom of the sea ten thousand years ago and once protected humans!
Those are one
Ten thousand years later, they are not afraid of death, even if they know that there is little hope of survival, they are still willing to stay and fight against the spiritists of the dark nightmare!
This scene made the rest of the spiritists who fled before the battle, all blushed and embarrassed ashamed!
They can only watch, envious, but have no face to join in such a beautiful atmosphere...
However, the time of joy is short.
After the laughter and laughter, those undead will finally face the fate of extinction...
Feng Wuxie looked at Jixue's almost translucent body, and clinked glasses with him again, his voice choked, and his smile continued: "Last cup, see you off!"
"Thank you."
Jixue also drank the last sip, and her handsome eyebrows gradually disappeared, as if they merged with the soul sea, the moonlight, and the night:
"Innocent, goodbye..."
The final farewell is always sad but gentle.
After saying this, Ji Xue’s body no longer exists...
The wine glass fell to the ground with a "boom".
Feng Wuxie looked around—
I can't find those familiar figures anymore...
And the spirit masters who had laughed with Xue Longlin's clan before were all in tears at this moment!
After the hustle and bustle, there was only silence on the shore of the soul.
They are gone.
It’s like I’ve never been here...
And with the disappearance of the Xuelonglin clan, the two pieces of dragon pupil jade also lost their original power-they became ordinary stones!
The power of the Dragon Eye Jade disappeared, and the entrance of the Soul Sea disappeared!
This also means that no one can dive into the bottom of the Soul Sea anymore!
At this moment, some onlookers finally began to question:
"By the way, didn't you go to the sea to find treasure?"
"Yes, why did you provoke a group of undead in the end, and brought such a terrible monster out of the soul sea, causing so many sect casualties on the shore?!"
"After tossing for a month, what did you bring back from the soul sea?"
"Now that the entrance to the soul sea is gone, no one can go to the sea anymore! What about the treasure?"
However, no matter how much trouble those greedy people make, it will be of no avail!
Because, lucky, will always be left to kind people—
Those spiritists who were willing to stay and fight to the death against the dark nightmare before, all felt something strange in their universe bag at this time...
Immediately afterwards, there was a surprise after another:
"What is this? Why are there two extra soul orbs in my bag that have accumulated the power of the water system for thousands of years?!"
"I have a pair of water hidden boots here!"
"I have an extra Ice Profound Bow here!"
"I... this is actually a robe of veil!"
"..."
…
Feng Wuxie looked at the bracelet made of exquisite dragon scales that appeared in his Qiankun bag—
This bracelet condenses all the blessings of the Xuelonglin clan and has a very powerful purifying power!
Only at this moment did people know—
It turned out that those Xuelonglins came this time not just to say goodbye...
It is also to thank those humans who have helped them...
The spiritists who received the treasures faithfully prayed to the vast soul sea in front of them under the moonlight:
May the deceased rest in peace, with dreams and hope.
It's a pity that the souls are gone, and there is no more life to come.
(End of this chapter)