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"They are actually master and disciple?! When Jing Yuan was so young, she looked like this. Now that Jing Yuan is this old, she still looks like this? Is this the immortal person?"

Li Bai murmured, his face full of shock.

With a long lifespan and powerful strength, how different is this from the legendary immortals and gods?

"But I don't know why this master and disciple turned against each other. Looking at Jing Yuan's expression, it's clear that he still has feelings for her."

…………

"The long sword in the girl's hand gleamed with cold light, and the tip of the sword drew a graceful arc in the air."

"But, hidden beneath that beauty lies a deadly threat!"

"Jing Yuan gripped his formation sword tightly, dodged the sword's edge by leaning sideways, and swung the sword outwards, but he didn't strike the girl, only defending against her attack."

"The girl's attacks became increasingly fierce, her swordplay so swift and agile that ordinary people couldn't even detect the shadow of her swings!"

"Under that fierce attack, Jing Yuan was finding it increasingly difficult to withstand it and appeared quite embarrassed."

"Ah... Come to think of it, there were difficult times like this before."

"His time seemed to have returned to that dusk."

"……past……"

“Hold tight!”

"Facing the exhausted little Jing Yuan, who had been swinging his sword all day, the girl simply urged him coldly, "As a Cloud Rider, you must not let your weapons drop, or let your body become unfocused!"

“Yes, Master!”

"……Now……"

"The tip of the girl's sword gently touched the back of Jing Yuan's blade. Although it was just such a gentle movement, it seemed to have the power to split mountains and sever seas!"

"Jing Yuan was temporarily defeated and forced to retreat."

"The girl thrust her sword forward without hesitation."

"laugh!"

"Jing Yuan barely dodged it, but still suffered a trace of blood."

"Master... you really won't show mercy."

"That indifferent and cold look deeply hurt Jing Yuan's heart."

"Under the icy blade, he seemed to see flames... yes, flames."

"That day, flames burned everything, and a monster that was once a cloud rider laughed wildly in the flames."

"'Master...' He was already an adult at that time, but he was still hesitant in the face of such a thing, his voice even trembling: 'He doesn't recognize us.'"

"This is what it means to fall into the demonic realm." The girl said calmly, and with a ruthless strike of her sword, she severed the head of what had once been their companion.

"..." Jing Yuan stared blankly.

The young girl simply said calmly, "The demonic body is the fate of the immortal species. If one day I fall into the demonic body, you must show no mercy."

"Her voice remained silent, as if killing her former companions was like crushing stones on the roadside."

"But deep in her eyes, Jing Yuan saw sadness, helplessness, and... determination."

"Yes... Master." He was just like when he was little, always saying only those three words when faced with his master's instructions.

"So what happens when you become a monster? You lose all your memories... What's the point of living forever like this?"

Ying Zheng felt a little disgusted.

He was already very dissatisfied with turning into such an ugly monster, and now even his previous memories are gone. What's the difference between this and dying directly?

I just don't know how long those people on the Immortal Boat can live before they fall into the devil's body. If they can live for a thousand or eight hundred years, that would be barely acceptable.

At least it’s better than living only a few decades!

"However, the best has to be the Black Tower's rejuvenation technology. You can live as long as you want, as long as you keep rejuvenating. And you won't fall into the devil's body. It's simply perfect! I wonder if Xu Fu can research it."

"Wait..." Ying Zheng suddenly discovered a problem.

Why do those people turn into monsters covered with branches when they fall into the demonic body, but Jingliu does not see any changes when he falls into the demonic body?

Is this also a double standard?

(High EQ: Mirror Flow is powerful and its body does not change. Low EQ: It is made into a branch monster and cannot sell cards.)

"After that, a long time later, Jing Yuan met the master in the prison."

““Ugh…ah…” Master curled up into a ball, even his beautiful face twisted in pain.”

"Those who fall into the demonic realm will have their six senses turned upside down, and all human relations will be lost. Go back, Jingyuan, the mirror has passed away."

"Listening to the words of the Prisoner's Judge, he could only stare blankly at his master."

"The Mirror is gone... The Mirror is gone... Master... is no longer here."

"How pitiful!" A little girl burst into tears. "He can still move, but he's turned into a monster. No one close to him can accept this."

"Isn't it? Look at Jing Yuan's eyes. He looks so pitiful and helpless."

"Ah, just looking at it makes me feel like my heart has been stabbed twice. It's so painful."

"Me too!"

"That's not right. Wasn't Jing Yuan's master Jing Liu arrested? Why is this..."

"Maybe he failed to keep him captive and was allowed to escape by Jingliu? Oh, that's even worse. It will force Jingyuan to take action against his master."

A group of people sighed. Wasn’t it very joyful to watch Xing and Xiao Sanyue before?

How come the style changed so suddenly?

They were a little overwhelmed for a while.

"……Now……"

"Kagemoto was lost in that memory for only a moment, but for a master like Kagami Ryu, that moment was enough to decide the outcome!"

"Killing intent surged from the sword's tip, and sword energy slashed out, as cold as the moonlight, piercing the bones!"

"Ugh!" Jing Yuan barely managed to block the sword energy, but his body flew backward uncontrollably.

"The shattered sword energy landed on the building beside him, instantly turning it into dust in the universe."

“Da…da…”

"Jingliu, sword in hand, slowly walked towards him."

"…" A trace of sadness flashed in Jing Yuan's eyes."

"The mirror has passed away..."

"The next moment, he opened his eyes, and there was no more confusion in his golden eyes!"

"Goodbye... Master, let me repay your kindness with this move!"

"Golden spiritual light emanated from him, quickly converging into a massive, mighty spirit."

"As his formation sword slashed down, the mighty spirit also slashed towards Jingliu."

"Instantly, the sky collapsed and the earth split, thundering!"

"Bathed in that infernal-like blade light, she offered no resistance at all."

"Jingliu looked at him gently and said nothing more."

"When the sword light fades, everything disappears."

"Ah... this makes my heart ache." Empress Changsun felt uneasy. "In the end, Jingliu smiled, didn't she? I really thought she smiled... Does this mean that she has regained some of her own will?"

"Okay, Guanyinbi, don't be too sad. At least... under the bright sunshine, her soul has been liberated." Li Shimin patted her back gently.

"Yes." Empress Changsun nodded, but when she looked up, she found that the curtain had not ended yet.