Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

It is impossible for people to understand and embrace the years at the same time. What we can understand will always be only the clear past, but what we want to embrace is the exciting present and the confused future!

This may be the fundamental reason why people firmly believe in the theory of destiny.

Ji Qingli, the best among the previous generation of the Ji family, carries the inheritance and occupies a high position. Of course, he has his own character and pride, but for the sake of his love, he prayed to Buddhas and worshipped Taoism countless times in the first half of his life, but the results were all the same.

Forget about love and affection, let go of fate and disaster!

Ji Qingli was of course unwilling to accept this. Why couldn't he just fall in love? Why couldn't he just love a woman?

It’s strange to say, but their generation seems to be deeply trapped in love!

Ji Qingyun died, Ji Qingfeng had no love, Ji Qingli was trapped in love, and Ji Qingyang betrayed for love!

They were the four most outstanding people of the previous generation, but none of them had a perfect love relationship. Ji Qingyuan's love relationship was perfect, but he was mediocre.

This may be fate. There are always things that are not satisfactory, which makes everyone feel regretful. Only then will people change and have the motivation to live!

"Forgetting love and affection, becoming one with yourself, hehe... Senior, what I can't forget is the woman beside you. If I were trapped in the sword formation, and she were so deeply concerned, I would be willing to be trapped, but would she be willing? Would she be worried about me in her heart?"

Ji Qingli was a little excited. He was practicing his internal energy and hesitating. He wanted to kill Ouyang Zhiqing. He had been here for so long, but Ouyang Zhiqing had never even glanced at him.

The agreement that Ji Qingli and Ouyang Zhengxiong had reached not long ago seemed to no longer exist, because Shen Yichen was probably dead. If Shen Yichen died, would Ouyang Zhiqing also die? Then what was the point of him living?

The little Taoist boy was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He turned to look at Ouyang Zhiqing and was really a little surprised.

After the little Taoist boy pondered for a moment, he turned around and looked at Mu Qingxue and Ouyang Zhiqing, and whispered:

"Have you two ever considered that Shen Yichen's calamity is a warning to you two? Forgetting love and devotion to oneself may also apply to Shen Yichen!"

Ouyang Zhiqing and Mu Qingxue were shocked when they heard this, and looked at the little Taoist boy at the same time.

"Little brat, you're talking about me having three tribulations, what does that have to do with Shen Yichen!"

Ouyang Zhiqing did not respond directly, but turned to look at Ji Qingli and said lightly:

"Qingli, I finally understand where the bond between you and me comes from. You can't forget the love in your heart, and I can't forget the hatred in my heart. My hatred can't change your love, and your love can't eliminate my hatred. We are not our true selves. You forget the love, I forget the hatred. Let's let go together and let each other see our true selves..."

Ouyang Zhiqing didn't finish her last words. She didn't want to know the ending, and she didn't dare to hope for it!

"Haha..., what's the point of being heartless and loveless? Why do you always reject me? Why don't you try to accept me? Why, why, why..."

Ji Qingli's true energy was released wantonly, and his eyes were filled with anger and resentment!

The little Taoist boy was also funny. He actually pulled Mu Qingxue away from Ouyang Zhiqing.

"What are you doing, little brat?"

"Isn't it good to have one less rival in love? Do you think I don't know that you're feeling jealous?"

After the little Taoist boy finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing.

"You're sick! He's still trapped in there, and you still have the mind to joke!"

Mu Qingxue was really worried, muttering to herself:

"If only I had the Nether Sky Mirror in my hands, I could get him out of there!"

The little Taoist boy looked up at the spirit of the dead and the breath of blood in the void, and said lightly:

"He should be able to come out, but..."

The little Taoist boy was about to finish his words when Mu Qingxue's head suddenly exploded and she shouted coldly:

"If you have something to say, you have to fart!"

"you……"

The little Taoist boy covered his head and stared at Mu Qingxue. After all, he was also a master and could be considered a senior!

"What are you looking at? You were interpreting a hexagram, but it happened to someone else. Is that my Three Life Stone or his?"

Mu Qingxue didn't feel the slightest bit of apology, and the little Taoist boy's face flushed red from holding it in.

"But he might as well have died in there forever!"

The little Taoist boy was depressed and distanced himself from Mu Qingxue.

Mu Qingxue was a little confused. What was the little Taoist saying? After a moment of contemplation, she reached out to hit the little Taoist boy, but missed. Only then did she realize that the little Taoist boy had dodged.

"Little brat, please explain clearly. I want to help him. I have come so far, I can't just stand by and watch him get into trouble, right?"

The little Taoist boy looked at Mu Qingxue with a complicated expression!

"Everything has its cause and effect. Your calamity hasn't manifested yet. There's only one possibility: if he blocks your calamity, the calamity will naturally transfer to him!"

Mu Qingxue was shocked when she heard this. Shen Yichen had indeed helped her avoid a disaster.

"Is he doing this because of me?"

"There is a love calamity on the Three Lives Stone. The love calamity originally belongs to two people. Forgetting love and affection is a way to break the calamity. Reversing cause and effect is also a way to break the calamity!"

Mu Qingxue seemed to understand but not quite.

On the other side, Ji Qingli actually took action!

"Senior, dying together is also a way to break the calamity!"

After Ji Qingli finished speaking, a tear flowed from the corner of his eye and he punched Ouyang Zhiqing. He really couldn't forget his love, so he could only freeze this love at this moment!

Ouyang Zhiqing looked calm and even closed her eyes with a smile. She was thinking the same thing as Ji Qingli. She couldn't forget the hatred in her heart. Dying together might be the solution. However, the person she wanted to die with was not Ji Qingli, but Shen Yichen.

"Ji Qingli, you're fucking crazy! You really want to kill me!"

Amidst the rolling air waves, a roar was heard.

Someone blocked Ji Qingli's fatal punch, of course it was the head of the family, Ouyang Zhengxiong.

Ouyang Zhengxiong was in tears at this moment and wanted to die. He had killed so many people and spent half of his life to forge the Half-Emperor Sword that had been passed down in the Ouyang family for hundreds of years, but it turned out that it was out of his control.

Ouyang Zhengxiong still doesn't understand what is going on and his mind is a mess.

But there is one thing, Ouyang Zhengxiong's heart is really not cruel enough. He still can't bear to see the woman he has loved all his life die.

After the storm of blood and gold dissipated, Ji Qingli retreated a long way, but Ouyang Zhengxiong did not retreat a single step. His aura was unstable and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. He could not retreat because Ouyang Zhiqing was behind him.

Ouyang Zhiqing opened her eyes and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure. She really couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

"You, why are you doing this?"

Ouyang Zhengxiong turned around trembling!

"It's been over twenty years, and I can finally see you up close, Zhiqing. Do you hate me so much? You haven't returned to Jianying for over twenty years, do you know that? The night you left Jianying Holy City, my heart was no longer with you!"

The head of the family, Ouyang Zhengxiong, slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Ouyang Zhiqing looked at the hole in the middle of Ouyang Zhengxiong's body in horror.

"Brother, you..."

"Brother, hehe... If you could have turned around and called me brother that night, even if it cost me the Ouyang family's centuries-old foundation, I wouldn't have let you marry into Zhongzhou. But you didn't even turn your head, not even to glance back. Do you know how painful it is to have your heart broken? I know. I dug out my heart with my own hands, and it was broken when I held it in my hands. It was broken because of you!"

Ouyang Zhengxiong closed his eyes, and he finally shed tears for Ouyang Zhiqing again, crying for the years that had passed and for their broken hearts.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I, I'm from the vast ocean!"

Ouyang Zhiqing also shed tears. She was crying for herself. All the hatred, all the resentment, was only because she came from the vast sea. She was a person from the vast sea. No, to be more precise, she was a soul from the vast sea, a soul of revenge!

"From the moment I threw my broken heart into the bloodthirsty sword, I swore a poisonous oath: if you are not mine in life, your soul will be mine in death. Ji Qingli, he is not worthy of killing you!"

After Ouyang Zhengxiong finished speaking, he struck Ouyang Zhiqing right in the heart with a pair of bloody palms!

"Let us be heartbroken together!"

Ouyang Zhiqing's expression froze at that moment, surprised, confused, and relieved. Her eyes were fixed on Shen Yichen who was trapped in the double sword formation. Although it was just a shadow of a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, it was enough for her to see that figure before she died.

Ouyang Zhiqing wanted to say to Shen Yichen:

"I don't want to live alone, and I don't want you to live alone either!"

But she couldn't say anything.

In the dark room in the main hall, Ouyang Zhiqing wanted to drive Mu Qingxue away because she wanted to say this to Shen Yichen, but Mu Qingxue did not leave at that time.

This may be Ouyang Zhiqing’s only regret!

"Chih-Ching!"

Its sound shakes heaven and earth, and its voice spreads to all directions!