Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

It was as if the sky was shattered, there was no more snow and white hair, the blood-colored sword greeted turned into a vast sword greeted!

The snow has been falling in Jianying Holy City for two days and two nights, covering the mountain of corpses and hiding the river of blood. It seems that the familiar Jianying has returned, but this place is no longer the bustling paradise on earth.

Although it is not a paradise on earth, there are still people who quietly appreciate the snow and listen to the wind, their eyebrows whitening, their bodies wet, and their hair turning white in the wind and snow.

They were all reminiscing, they were all reminiscing about the beloved woman they wanted to spend their lives with, but that woman had already gone away.

The interesting thing is that these people don’t know that they are thinking of the same woman at this moment. No, they already knew it twenty years ago. They have argued, fought, hated and resented each other, but they have always been deeply in love with that woman.

In front of the two tombstones in the abyss of Lingyun Mountain, the head of the family, Ouyang Zhengxiong, should be called Ouyang Zhengyi now. The Ouyang family no longer exists.

Ouyang Zhengyi looked quietly at the words on the two tombstones. It must have been a long time ago. Only the words "yes" and "no" were left on the tombstones. The rest were covered by heavy snow. Ouyang Zhengyi could only see a slit with his eyes.

Ouyang Zhengyi had no idea what regret was, because he had lost his heart long ago, so he was destined to be buried in the grave of "people without regrets."

Ouyang Zhengyi didn't know who erected these two stone tablets, nor did he know who was buried in the tomb. He came here just to take a last look at his ancestors who had long since disappeared, and to take a look at the tombs of himself, Ouyang Zhengxiong, and Ouyang Zhiqing, which he had destroyed with his own hands.

There was nothing left, only the endless abyss, two tombstones, and a grave!

"Alas, I've fought and struggled all my life, been a good person half my life, a bad person half my life, and in the end, there's not even anyone to collect my body. This is my fate: to have a tombstone but no grave!"

Ouyang Zhengyi turned and walked southward step by step. He was going to fulfill a life-or-death appointment. It was a death-or-death appointment! He felt neither joy nor sorrow, only snowflakes falling from his brow.

On the other side of the abyss of Lingyun Mountain, the hairless old man Ouyang Xiangyu quietly watched Ouyang Zhengyi's receding back. He did not show up, did not stop him, and did not persuade him. He believed that the men of the Ouyang family should die without regrets, even if there was no grave or tombstone!

On the roof of an unnamed pavilion near the deep earth pit, there was a man lying on his back, drinking wine and looking at the deep earth pit.

What he drank was not wine, but blood. What he looked at was not a deep pit, but his former home and the glorious past of the Ouyang family. In fact, what he really looked at were the three brothers and sisters who grew up together, cried together, laughed together, and loved together!

"Brother Zhengxiong, Brother Zhengyi, Sister Zhiqing!"

This voice had been gone for more than twenty years, but he seemed to hear it again in the wind, so familiar and so cheerful.

"Alas, a past that cannot be returned to, a present that cannot be escaped, and a future that is unclear, it turns out that people can peacefully face death!"

Bloodthorn stood up, drank a large gulp, and shouted with his bleeding mouth:

"Brother Zhengyi, Sister Zhiqing, I don't like drinking blood. What I like to drink is the wine that the three of us drink!"

Xue Ji went south with tears of blood. He was going to collect the bodies. No matter whether it was Ouyang Zhengyi or Ji Qingli, he would bury them in the grave of the "person with no regrets". They had no regrets about their love for Ouyang Zhiqing, and they had no regrets about the path they had walked.

Xue Ji no longer wanted to love, hate, or die. He wanted to accompany the girl for another twenty years. The girl had protected the demented Xue Ji for twenty years. He wanted to use the intelligent Xue Ji to protect the girl for twenty years!

There is a huge snowball on the wall of the holy city outside Wenglixie. It is not made by people, but by naturally falling snowflakes. There must be something inside it, otherwise it would not be in the shape of a snowball!

On the city wall, the love demon couple hugged each other, and their bodies were covered with snow. They were waiting for their son to return from outside the domain. Their son wanted to watch the snow of the Sword Welcome Holy City for the last time.

Fortunately, it snowed in Jianying Holy City, and it lasted for two days and two nights!

"Mom, Dad, let's go. I watched the last snow with her, and now she wants to accompany me to see the snow outside the domain. I'm really happy!"

A round altar flew out of the huge snowball. It was the strange round altar in Xiangyun Villa. Inside was of course the residual soul of Yang Dongqing. The people he loved were dead, and the people he hated were also dead. In fact, he seemed to be dead too. The remaining residual soul could be regarded as a gift left by God for his parents out of pity. His parents were also poor people!

The love demon couple burst into tears, crying with joy, holding the round altar, and flew away from Jianying Holy City. They had a lot to say, but they had to leave Jianying first, because they were really afraid that their son would go back on his word.

It is really difficult to love someone, whether it is romantic love, father-son love, or mother-son love!

The earth veins of Jianying Holy City have changed. Logically, the statues of the Ouyang family that have stood for hundreds of years should have fallen down because the statues were built on the earth veins, but those statues are still standing in the wind and snow.

There was a man standing in front of the statue of Ouyang Zhengyi, with his back to the statue, looking at the vast sea. The vast sea in the falling snow was so calm, just like his heart at the moment.

Ji Qingli has been waiting here for two days and two nights. After fulfilling this life-and-death appointment, he will return to Zhongzhou. He will never come to Jian Ying again, never!

Thinking about the past twenty years, every year he walked the same path and saw the mountains, rivers, wind and snow, Ji Qingli suddenly discovered that today's snow, the snow at this moment, is the most beautiful snow in Jianying Holy City. Although Ouyang Zhiqing was not with him, he waited for twenty years, but in vain, but the snow at the end of the sky is still so beautiful!

"Zhiqing, we have trapped each other for more than 20 years. The two of us who have let go are the most beautiful. It's a pity that you and I woke up too late!"

Ji Qingli really let go of Ouyang Zhiqing. His eyes were finally no longer focused on just one person. He began to look at the mountains, the sky, the water, and the snow falling in the holy city. His heart could finally move on to new things. This feeling was so good!

Ji Qingli felt that this was also what Ouyang Zhiqing wanted to see!

"You're late, I thought you wouldn't come!"

Ji Qingli felt Ouyang Zhengyi coming, but he did not turn around.

"For over twenty years, every time you came to Jianying Holy City, I wanted to keep you here. But in order to get Zhiqing back, I endured year after year. Over twenty years have passed in a flash. I've been waiting for this day for over twenty years!"

Ouyang Zhengyi walked slowly to the other side of his statue.

"I know you have great ambitions, wanting to revitalize the Ouyang family and break free from the control of the Ji family. I've been waiting for this day for over twenty years. I want to plunge you into the abyss at the height of your glory, at the peak of your life!"

Ji Qingli turned around and looked at Ouyang Zhengyi with a smile.

"Yes, we both know each other's thoughts. Without Zhiqing, we might still be friends, and the Ouyang family might forever submit to the Ji family. But you took my Zhiqing away. You will never know how we grew up together. You don't understand the feelings between the three of us at all. For your own love, you deeply tore our hearts apart. Love is gone, brotherhood is gone, and all that's left in my heart is hatred!"

"It's the same here. Today I'm here to settle the hatred in my heart. I've changed my mind. I want to live. You go and accompany Zhiqing to the underworld!"

"Hehe, I've changed my mind too. On the road to the underworld, let's fight for another twenty years!"

The wind rises from the sky, and the waves surge in the holy city!

Above Jianying Holy City, a blood shadow and a dark yellow shadow entangled together, just like their past, fighting each other and unable to part.

From the falling snow on the city walls to the surging waves in the vast ocean, from the beginning of love to the end of love, from being healthy to being covered in wounds, from sunset to the sky full of colorful clouds, no one disturbed, no one watched, there were only two people, only two figures, who poured out all they had learned in their lives, and scattered all they had gathered in their lives, and displayed them all in this battle.

When the snow stopped and the sky cleared, and the vast sea returned to tranquility, Ouyang Zhengyi's statue was no longer there.

On both sides of the collapsed statue, two people stood back to back, their bloody shadows faded, and phantoms appeared. There was no speaking, no breathing, only silent struggle, and no one was willing to fall down first.

The wind is blowing in the vast sea, and the waves are shocking the sky!

When the waves disappeared, the two people were already kneeling on one knee, but they still refused to fall down!

"I'll be waiting for you on the road to the underworld!"

"Remember, don't drink Mengpo soup, and don't cross the Naihe Bridge!"

The two people fell down at the same time. There was a hint of bitterness in the smile on Ouyang Zhengyi's face. He wanted to see Ouyang Zhiqing again. No, he would meet Ouyang Zhiqing forever, but he would never drink Mengpo soup or cross the Naihe Bridge. He wanted to wait for this man. He didn't want to lose!

In Ouyang Zhengyi's last glance, he saw a woman, but it was not Ouyang Zhiqing. He wanted to say sorry so much. He was a careless person and he had never loved this woman.

"Zhengyi, you can't die, you can't die. What will I do if you die? What will I do? I can't find my son. Get up, get up, help me find my son..."

The sound of the wind, the sound of the waves, the scream of the woman, all of them were sent to the underworld by Ouyang Zhengyi!