die for

Da Si Ming leaned out of the water, slowly opened his indifferent eyes, and scanned the silently growing bamboo forest beside the Nirvana Pool.

The moment he stepped on the ground, his body was covered by long black clothes, and the huge hood covered his entire face.

He held a cane with a unique shape in his hand, with snow-white tassels hanging from the top, turning red a little bit.

Xiantong cautiously moved over, with his head down, not daring to speak.

"The person hasn't been found yet?" Da Si Ming smiled, but it always gave people the illusion that he was not smiling.

His hands were extremely warm, and he gently supported Xiantong's head, "It's okay, I can't kill you anyway."

His voice was very soft, Xian Tong was forced to raise his head, but Da Si Ming was already looking into the distance.

A place much higher than the Nirvana Pool is silently hidden, and the clouds pass by there, being carefully dispersed like a veil.

There is stillness.

Ruan Qingjue was supposed to go back there, but no, he didn't go anywhere, and he wasn't anywhere...

Ruan Qingjue...

Da Si Ming's eyes were cold, he patted Xiantong's shoulder, "Call a few more people, and burn Zhijing."

"Your Highness!" Xiantong looked at him in shock, unable to believe that the Commander-in-Chief would issue such an order.

"What's the matter? The two generations of masters of Zhijing are gone, so it's better to let him disappear completely than to let people remember him as the master god and die early."

"But in case he comes back..."

"He won't come back." Da Si Ming raised his arm lightly, repelling the floating clouds in the sky, and at the same time seemed to shorten the distance between Nirvana Pool and Zhijing.

Flowing fire fell from the sky and fell into the dense forest.Xiantong looked at the still raging fire in horror, and couldn't help pushing back a step.

Hurry up and report to the gods!

Xian Tong was thinking, while nervously supporting the motionless Da Si Ming, while backing away, when he finally felt like turning around and running quickly, a sharp sword easily pierced his body.

The pitch-black cane in Da Si Ming's hand turned into an extremely sharp sword. He still held the scabbard in one hand, but sent the sword away with the other.

His voice was still cool, and the sarcasm continued unabated.

"At first, I was still struggling to find a scapegoat who caused the accidental fire of Zhijing. Look, how active are you?"

"..."

Dao Tong choked out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees on the ground.

Da Si Ming knelt down and pinched his face, tearing it off bit by bit.Daotong struggled painfully, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

"You know, the people who follow me all look alike, but unfortunately, you guys are sorry for this face."

There are so many people who look similar in the world, but it's a pity that he is the only one.