You are like a star, I am a businessman

Walking into the Ziyan Stone Prison, wearing white clothes is incompatible with the dim cell.All the prisoners were lying in front of the door, looking at the figure like a fairy descending from the earth, watching her walk all the way to the Tianzi cell, and the prisoners were talking and laughing with each other.

One person said: "Such a cruel and ugly person can have such a god to visit him."

Others asked: "Have you ever seen that person, you say he is ugly, I guess, you don't even know whether that person is a man or a woman."

The man refused to accept: "It's all spread like this, otherwise, why would I be locked up in the innermost Tianzi cell."

Wen Fuliu traveled to the deepest part, the legendary Tianzi prison cell, with the door made of iron railings, it was indestructible, Wen Fuliu could clearly see the inside through the gap, the cell was empty, there was no window on the wall, There is no light, only decay and darkness. Unlike other prison cells, there is only one person in this room, wearing a white prison uniform, with disheveled hair, covering the side face, making it difficult to see clearly. Straw is piled on the ground beside him. The man was sitting on the straw, with his arms around his legs, huddled against the wall, facing the prison door sideways, hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, as if he hadn't heard anything outside the door, and remained motionless.

"Jiang Ku." Wen Fuliu stood in front of the door for a long time, and finally called out. The man's eyes trembled slightly, and he still maintained his original posture without answering. After a long time, the man seemed to take a deep breath, turned his head, Look at the person.Wen Fuliu saw Jiang Ku's face clearly, without any expression, neither sad nor happy.

Wen Fuliu didn't know what Jiang Ku was thinking at this time, but if it were her, she would probably hate the person who brought her to such a situation.

"I didn't expect that you would be locked up here."

"Well, I really think highly of me." Jiang Ku snorted, Cang Wu's group was too nervous, the Tianzi Prison is known as invincible, with Jiang Ku's ability, they were afraid that she would escape Go, in fact, even if it is an ordinary prison cell, she will not escape, she is really tired, physically and mentally exhausted, she does not want to escape again.

In the past few days, Wen Fuliu felt extremely guilty. It was she who deceived Jiang Ku and took advantage of Jiang Ku's feelings for her. After all, she couldn't hold back her desire to see her in prison.

"Do you hate me?" When Wen Fuliu asked this sentence, he knew the answer, he must hate, but Jiang Ku didn't give her the answer she thought.

"No hate." Jiang Ku replied.

"You should hate me."

"I don't have the right to hate you, I deserve it." Jiang Ku felt bitter in her heart, that's right, she is responsible for everything now, what right does she have to hate, all the people she hated have already died in her arms Under the knife.

Jiang Ku had already guessed what Wen Fuliu was about to do, but she was caught in the trap and still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that her guess was wrong, and only when it was finally confirmed did she realize how much she had done. It's ridiculous, the person she really loves has hated him to the bone, and all she thinks and expects are all wishful thinking.She has countless opportunities to escape, Wen Fu left her with countless opportunities, but these opportunities are too bitter, live, lose the love of her life, stay, eliminate the world and die completely, these two choices, no matter Neither one is a perfect ending. Instead of suffering from lovesickness for the rest of my life, it is better to end it early and cherish the last tenderness.

"Wen Fuliu." Jiang Ku stood up and walked in front of Wen Fuliu, with an iron railing between them.

Wen Fuliu froze slightly, this was the only time Jiang Ku called her 'Wen Fuliu' instead of 'Worriless'.

Jiang Ku continued: "This may be the last time we meet. Tell me the truth. Let me ask you, have you been sincere to me in the past three years?"

"Yes." She has always had Jiang Ku in her heart, and it hasn't changed for a day. Jiang Ku is the only person she loves in her life, but she has to let go. There are mountains and seas between them, and there is an insurmountable blood feud , Love cannot stay together, how can they lead to the same goal by different paths, maybe from the very beginning, their encounter was wrong.

When Jiang Ku heard the answer, she smiled: "Okay, that's good, it's not in vain that I treat you with sincerity." When Jiang Ku heard the answer, she would admit it even if she died.

Wen Fuliu still couldn't bear to watch her die; "I'll give you one last chance, as long as you can correct your evil ways, stick to the righteous way, and stop harming others, I'll let you go."

She can let go of past hatred and all grievances, just to bring those who have fallen into evil ways back to the right path.

Jiang Ku listened hard, and stimulated Wen Fuliu with words.

"Let me go? Wen Fuliu, sometimes it's not a good thing to be soft-hearted. When I go out, I can still kill people without blinking an eye. I can still disturb the world. I will definitely let those who hurt me Pay me back a hundredfold for everything you did to me! If you let me go, you have to think carefully about it."

I don't want to leave, I'm really tired, I want to let you go, and I also let go of myself, but my obsession is too deep, if I don't die, I can't let go of myself.I owe you too much, and I can't repay it in my whole life. Only death can end it.

"Jiang Ku! Don't be obsessed with your obsession anymore!" Wen Fuliu was completely angry. She was angry that Jiang Ku didn't care about the lives of others or her own. Isn't it better than being dead?

"I'm obsessed with my obsession? Hahahahaha." Jiang Ku smiled wildly, her eyes were slightly red when she laughed, tears ran down her cheeks, she sighed, and said to Wen Fuliu:

"I've been like this for the rest of my life. You've been acting like this for a few years. Nothing happened in the past. Jiang Ku died three years ago, and you never saved her."

"This place is rotten and filthy. It's not the place you should come. Please go back." Jiang Ku turned around and returned to the previous position, sat down again, turned sideways, and stopped looking at Wen Fuliu who was standing outside the door. Why, isn’t she struggling in pain every day, unable to go back to the past, maybe she can really let go of everything after death, Jiang Ku kept wiping the tears on her face with her sleeves, both of her sleeves were soaked up.

Wen Fuliu felt that Jiang Ku was unreasonable, but looking at the thin figure sitting by the wall, the sadness in her heart could no longer be restrained, she turned around hastily, walked out of the stone prison, gradually quickened her pace, and began to run, Wen Fuliu returned Arriving at the small courtyard on Liulin Mountain, this is the place where they lived together. There are countless good memories here, and every place has the shadow of that person.

Wen Fuliu returned to the small courtyard on Liulin Mountain, the place where they lived together, no one has been here for a year, it is exactly the same as when they left before, nothing has changed, except for the weeds in the courtyard because no one cares about it It grew taller and taller, and when I walked away, it was full of spring, and the small courtyard with long grass and warblers was deserted and lonely because of the winter. Wen Fuliu opened the door, and there was a layer of accumulation in the house because no one lived in it for a long time and no one cleaned it. Dust, Wen Fuliu cleaned every corner of the house carefully, the room was as clean as before, and it returned to the way she lived before.

The hut on the far side of the small courtyard is a wine cellar. Jiang Ku placed many jars of wine in the house before. She didn't believe that wine could cure a thousand worries. Instead, she kept persuading Jiang Ku to harm his health by drinking alcohol. Jiang Ku always listened to her and basically stopped drinking.

Thinking that tomorrow is the day when Jiang Ku will go to the execution ground, she can't help but panic. She is afraid that she will be alone from now on, that no one will accompany her to watch the sunrise and moonset, and that she will never see the person who has been with her for a long time again. , the person you like in your heart.

☆, remember

Dusk was over and night was approaching. Wen Fuliu sat on the stone steps in the courtyard, looked up at the sky full of stars, the moonlight was like silver, and there were several jars of wine on the stone steps. She picked up one of the jars and opened the cup. Feng, poured it into her mouth, the pungent taste stimulated her taste buds, this was her first time drinking alcohol, she coughed uncontrollably, no matter how uncomfortable she was, she still drank regardless, as if as long as she got drunk she would She could ignore the panic and grief in her heart. In a trance, she seemed to see the man in the dark blue robe slowly walking towards her, sitting on the steps beside her. She took the wine jar in her hand and drank it by herself.

The sound of the wine jar falling to the ground woke her up, and Wen Fu returned to her senses. There was no one in dark blue robes around her. The wine jar fell on the ground, and the wine spilled all over the floor. She smiled wryly, so it turned out that this was her own imagination. .

All the families of Xianmen unanimously decided to execute Jiang Ku, the demon leader, and perform the punishment of scattering souls, which will be executed the next day.

Han Jiao broke into Cangwu Mountain desperately. She wanted to find Rong Zhen, An Yimo, and anyone on Cangwu Mountain. She couldn't watch Jiang Ku go to the execution ground. , The soul of the person whose soul was scattered will disappear from the world, and there will be no possibility of reincarnation.

She first went to Qing Palace, disciples of Cangwu informed the evil spirits at the foot of the mountain, and Palace Master An went down the mountain to eliminate the demons, and then she went to other palaces, and the other palace owners did not see her.There was no other way, she went to the Ziyan Stone Prison alone, and Cangwu's disciples blocked her, not only did she not see Jiang Ku, but she also suffered injuries all over her body.

Is there really no other way? In this world, except for her, it seems that no one cares about Jiang Ku's life or death. Those watching the fun will only applaud, eradicate the devil, and eliminate harm for the people. What do they know!Have they ever experienced the feeling that the most important person in their hearts will leave forever? Han Jiao hates himself for being powerless and unable to do anything!

Han Jiao came to Liulin, the courtyard door was unlocked, she opened the door, and saw Wen Fuliu, who had been in the courtyard all night, drunk on the ground, with several empty wine jars lying on the ground.

Wen Fuliu!Get up!Get up!

Han Jiao stepped forward to pull Wen Fuliu up from the ground.Wen Fuliu was still drunk, she drank most of the wine in the wine cellar, she was completely drunk.

Isn't it said that wine can relieve worries and worries? Why is it useless to me, I still can't forget it.

Han Jiao had never seen Wen Fuliu like this before. The man was kneeling on the ground, holding his head in his hands, hysterical, almost crazy.

Must be not enough...not enough...

As she spoke, she continued to open a jar of unopened wine and wanted to pour it into her mouth.Han Jiao became anxious, stepped forward and snatched the wine jar from Wen Fuliu's hand, and threw it to the ground hard.

Wen Fuliu!You wake me up!If Jiang Ku is gone, do you know that you will lose her completely!She is about to die completely, and there will be no reincarnation!You obviously love each other so much, how can you hurt her again and again!

If I had known there would be today, I wouldn't have given her up to you!

Wen Fuliu was stunned, until Han Jiao left, she didn't come back to her senses, Han Jiao's words kept echoing in her mind, Jiang Ku was really going to disappear... disappeared, and she could never be found again Already...

She is leaving?In just a split second, tears fell like rain, and I was so sad that I couldn't breathe, no! !I hate Jiangku, I hate her! !I have my revenge! !Ha ha ha ha!ah! !Wen Fuliu laughed and cried, she died, I should be happy.

Han Jiao returned to Qingming Mountain. She broke into the forbidden area for the soul-gathering beads, which can gather people's souls. Inside the forbidden area, the guards are heavily guarded and there are many traps. She tries her best to get the soul-gathering beads regardless of her own life. Zhu, Jiang Ku is sure to die, but the only thing she can do is to keep the man's soul. After a quarter of an hour, a woman in red broke out from the forbidden area, and the forbidden area collapsed in an instant. arrows.

Wen Fuliu regained consciousness a bit. She was sitting on the stone steps, holding Mo Yujue in her hand, the wind blowing the shadow of the tree, and no one disturbed her. A crack appeared in Mo Yujue, and a faint light radiated from the crack. Suddenly, Wen Fuliu's head ached, and something that had been sealed in her mind suddenly exploded. In a daze, she saw a The figure was running towards her, with a bright smile, shouting Wuyou... Wuyou...

There was another cracking sound.Wen Fuliu had a splitting headache, she closed her eyes tightly, and the picture in her mind became clearer.

Yanzhou, the main street in the city, two people.

I'm Wuyou, what's your name?

Xiaoqiu.

That was the first time Wuyou and Xiaoqiu met. When they were young, they simply liked each other, but they only had one side, but they couldn't take their eyes away.

Accompanied by the sound of Yu Jue shattering, the screen turned, and she saw, under the setting sun, in the sea of ​​flowers, two people hugging each other,

I like you, do you like me

I like you too.

This is Mo Yujue, this is Liuyuejue, each of us has one, the red rope is the lead, and the jade pendant is the guide. Only those who are happy can give each other. After receiving the jade pendant, we will never be separated again, even if we are separated, will always meet.

Such a valuable thing, then I have to put it away carefully.

No worries, come back soon!

OK, wait for me!

Dad, why are you doing this!Where did you send Xiaoqiu!I beg you, don't hurt her, Dad! !

Disgraceful, degrading family style! !Send her to Cangwu Mountain and seal her memory!

don't want!Can't!Xiaoqiu! !

"Xiaoqiu...Xiaoqiu..." Wen Fuliu murmured, and the memory went back to the end here. It turned out that she was really the Wuyou that Jiang Ku kept mentioning. The Jiang Ku in memory was, Xiaoqiu, she remembered everything. Woke up.

Wen Fuliu stared blankly at the broken Mo Yujue in his hand.

Wuyou protects Xiaoqiu everywhere, but Wen Fuliu wants to put Jiang Rong to death.

You are tired, let's go.

The heart is extremely relaxed, and I can finally be relieved.

☆, the battle of the underworld

The Cang Ming battle started, and Han Jiao was caught in a dilemma. Standing under the eaves of the yard, Han Jiao stretched out his hand, letting the light raindrops fall on the palm of his hand. He looked to the west, in the direction of Qingming Mountain, and the sky was gray and gloomy. The withered soul needs the last and most crucial reinforcement before it can be recovered. At the same time, on the battlefield, Yifu and Qing Mingjiao need him.

"What should I do... Father-in-law, you must wait for me." Han Jiao turned around and went back to the house. The news is that the front is defeated, and the only way to survive is to leave Qingming Mountain.Han Jiao is the only one left in this huge Qinghan Sea Palace.

The hour lasted until midnight, and the ominous red moonlight illuminated the empty palace.Han Jiao came out of the room with a pale face and hurried towards the east, holding a string of exquisitely crafted agate and purple pattern necklaces in his hand.

Han Jiao handed the agate necklace to Wen Fuliu, leaving only one sentence: when he came back, treat him well, before he could say anything more, he turned around and left. Looking at the agate necklace in his hand, although he is one of the masters of Cangwu Hall, he has never participated in the Battle of Cangming, but Wen Fuliu knew where Han Jiao was going at this time.

"Mr. Han, how should Fuliu repay your great kindness? This trip should be cherished."

Han Jiao walked faster and faster, and finally used his spiritual power to drive him into the air. It would be even better if he had a horse now. If he knew that he would have chosen to learn the sword back then, he could still fly with the sword. Han Jiao thought helplessly, this is the time I'm still in the mood for a joke.

At the beginning of the day, Han Jiao entered the back mountain of Qingming. The main battlefield of the Cangming War was dead silent. After the war ended, blood flowed into rivers, bones became mountains, and corpses piled up on the ground. From the costumes, it can be seen that they are disciples of He Sect and He Sect, but most of them are Qing Ming disciples in dark gold patterned robes.Han Jiao kept rummaging through the pile of dead people.

Adoptive father, foster father, no, no, foster father must have gone to other places, and will not be here... foster father, please don't worry about anything.

Han Jiao told himself frantically that he didn't believe that man who stood upright would die.From day to night, and then to dawn, for three full days, Han Jiao stayed in this place like a Shura field for three full days.

Han Jiao looked at the Qinghan Sea Palace in the distance. He didn't know who set it on fire. At first, it was only the flames leaking out, and the black smoke filled the air. With all his strength, he ran towards the direction of the fire. What was burning was his home, the home he grew up in.

A gust of wind blew by, and the wind helped the fire, and the original flames instantly spread into a raging fire, which became more intense, and the flames engulfed the entire palace.Han Jiao stopped and stood in front of the palace gate. The sound of burning wood made him feel pain in his heart. The heat waves slapped the blood all over his body one after another. The fire light shone on his face, and tears dripped down uncontrollably. Memories of the past flashed in his mind one after another. He seemed to see that the person who raised him up and treated him so well was drifting away. All his hopes and expectations were in this scene. Burned up in the fire.Like this palace, his heart was reduced to ashes.

After leaving Qingming Mountain, Han Jiao had nowhere to go. He wanted to find An Yimo, so he walked towards Cangwu Mountain. He thought so, even if he couldn't get close, it would be good to take a look from a distance. , Cangwu Mountain is so far away, I walked like this for a long time.When they arrived at Cangwu Mountain, Han Jiao sneaked in at the risk of being caught, and went straight to the Qing Palace. A disciple affiliated with the Qing Palace recognized him. Fortunately, they had a good relationship before, and they knew that Han Jiao was doing it for Whoever came, just told Han Jiao that An Yimo was not in Cangwu, and advised Han Jiao to leave quickly, if he was discovered, he would not be able to leave.

Han Jiao thanked him and returned angrily.

The sky is big and the earth is big, where is the home?

Han Jiao walked to the place where he and An Yimo met for the first time. The lonely stone bridge stood quietly above the gurgling river. He walked to the ancient cherry tree beside the stone bridge and sat down with his back against the ancient tree. Hustle, the yellowed leaves were blown down and fell to the surroundings. Han Jiao picked up the dead leaves that fell on his shoulders, held them in his hands, and looked at them for a while.

"Yezi, are you just like me, alone, with nowhere to go?"

"An Yimo, I can't find you, but can you come pick me up, I miss you."

"I'm so tired." A tear fell on the dead leaves.

Han Jiao continued to walk, the front was bustling and bustling, and there were noises from people. When he walked into the town, he hadn't had any water or rice for several days, and his steps were slow and weak.

"Young master, are you tired, let's buy a steamed stuffed bun."

Han Jiao looked at the steamed stuffed bun shop in front of him. She was a very kind woman. He was indeed tired and hungry. He touched his waist and found only two copper coins. Han Jiao handed the money to the woman, "It's enough for a steamed stuffed bun." The money?" "Enough, young master." Han Jiao thanked, took the buns and left, he saw a person curled up in a dark corner of the street, a small ball, with disheveled hair and ragged clothes, like a person about to Han Jiao walked over to the starving little beggar, put the steamed stuffed bun in front of the little beggar, patted him remindingly, and continued to walk forward.He didn't see that the little beggar who was still lying behind opened his cunning eyes.

Before I knew it, I walked out of the town, came to the suburbs, and then walked into the mountains.Han Jiao didn't know why, but there was always a magical force driving him into this deep mountain.

☆, the battle broke out

In the 26th year of Xianghe, a battle that shocked the entire comprehension world broke out. All the immortal families went to Qingming Mountain. Enemy Eight, the entire sect was destroyed, tens of thousands of sect members fought in that life-and-death battle, the loyal ones were killed and injured countless times, the battle was brutal, and the disloyal ones fled in all directions in order to protect themselves.At that time, blood flowed into rivers on Qingming Mountain, corpses formed into mountains, and mourners were everywhere. Qingming Mountain, which was originally green mountains and clear waters, could be compared to a paradise, became a lifeless, quiet and strange ghost mountain. According to the original residents at the foot of Qingming Mountain, at three o'clock in the middle of the night, There were often the sounds of swords clashing in the war, the cracking of the wood in the burning palace, and the painful screams of the dead. In the deserted mountain, it seemed very infiltrating.They all said that they were people who died violently on the mountain, their souls were imprisoned in Qingming Mountain, and they kept repeating the past.

For those immortal sects, the Qingming sect, the head of the evil way, was destroyed, and the matter was not over, because, at the bottom of Luoshen Cliff, a magic sword was about to be born out of the sky, it was a sword sacrificed by thousands of souls. The magic sword was forged, and the person who forged this magic sword was Yin Bang, the leader of the Qingming sect who had died. Treasure - Diancang Mountain.

According to the edict, the leaders of the three major sects, the four major families, and the surrounding minor sects all gathered in the main hall of Cangwu Mountain, the current head of the hundreds of immortal sects and the number one sect in the cultivation world, to discuss how to deal with this situation. The matter of the magic sword.Standing on the high platform in the main hall is a slender man with luxurious clothes and an aura of disdain for all. He is the head of Cangwu, Rong Zhen. There are three people with the same temperament standing on both sides. There are seven branch halls, and the masters of six of them are here, but the master of Qing hall, An Yimo, is missing.

Before the meeting started, several groups of people entered the hall one after another. They were the heads of other sects and their disciples, and they sat down in the corresponding positions in the store. The quiet palace became noisy, and they discussed with each other. related business,

"Hey, have you heard about the sect masters of the Qingming sect? None of them were spared, but there was only one person. The battle was imminent, and he disappeared without a trace." One of the masters and the person sitting beside him The other leader said.

"Huh? Who? Who is so capable? Can escape in such a strong battle?" The other leader asked suspiciously.

"Who else could it be, Yin Si's adopted daughter, the left protector of Qingming Mountain, Han Jiao." The leader replied.

"Could it be that Cangwu and the others haven't hunted around?"

"Why not, it took a lot of people and horses, the whole world is wanted, but there is still no one."

The two masters sighed for a while, and it was as if a living person had disappeared from the world.

On the other hand, the patriarch and patriarch of the family were also chatting in full swing, thinking about those small families who were timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and refused to contribute in the battle of Cangming, they naturally did not have the calmness and calmness of those everyone, and they had never seen Qingming. For the tragic people in the mountains, all this is too unimaginable, as if it is a story that people talk about.

One of the patriarchs wondered: "Didn't you say that there are seven palace masters? Why are there five?" The people around him echoed: "Old man, this is because you are ignorant. He was imprisoned in confinement, and the Lord of Jingdian has long since retired to the mountains and forests, and does not care about world affairs, and will not come out of the mountains unless it is absolutely necessary."

The man was surprised and said: "Ah, there is another matter. It is rumored that An Yimo, the master of the Qing Palace, is the most pure-hearted and self-disciplined, strictly abides by the gate rules, and does not overstep his authority."

"Who knows, I heard that An Yimo did not listen to the orders of the sect master during the Battle of Cangming, and acted without permission. Not only did he not get rid of the evil way, but he also let go of many disciples of Qingming." The man lowered his voice, with In that person's ear, he continued to say: "Maybe, it is An Yimo who let go of Qingming Zuo Guardian, whose life and death are unknown and who has not been seen." The person opposite was startled, and quickly said: "Don't talk nonsense. , What kind of people are in this Cangwu Mountain, how can they do things like not distinguishing between the enemy and the enemy, and not distinguishing right from wrong, we small families, let's listen to the words of those big clans and big factions."

The last group of people also took their seats, and the meeting officially began. Cangwu's head Rong Zhen briefly said a few opening remarks, and then the meeting officially started. You and the sects and families expressed their opinions, and their headache was that the magic The sword has been completed, and there is a sword demon formed by the accumulation of resentment sealed inside. The hostility is extremely strong, and no one in the world can destroy it. Even if the cultivation level is as high as Rong Zhen, there is no way. The sword demon's method, now that Yin Bang is dead, no one knows that method.And the Cangshi, the leading point of the last sword that was cast into the magic sword, is nowhere to be seen. If a traitor gets it and throws it into Luoshen Cliff, the consequences will be disastrous.

Everyone discussed, and finally Rong Zhen, the head of Cangwu, said: "Everyone, I, Cangwu's folk disciples, have sent a message today. Qingming Sect Han Jiao appeared near Luoshen Cliff, and he is very likely holding my Cangwu in his hand. We must seal the Luoshen Cliff before Han Jiao, and set up an enchantment. No one or anything can break in. At that time, let alone the Cangshi, even the rain and snow will fall. Not to go in. Everyone agreed.

The main hall here is noisy and lively, but the Qing hall located in the north of Cangwu Mountain seems sparsely populated and extremely lonely. Only one person in the side hall meditates on the couch with his back facing the window. In the autumn season, the leaves fall outside the window, and the flowers and plants wither , the man was wearing a light blue crane pattern gown, half of his hair was tied up with a dark blue jade crown, and the rest of his black hair was scattered randomly. A little red vertical mark between his eyebrows added a touch of coquettishness to his cold and dusty temperament.At this moment, An Yimo is practicing spells as usual. From the expression on his face, it can be seen that his cultivation is not stable at this time. One must know that practitioners are most afraid of being restless and having distracting thoughts. In order not to advance but to retreat, in severe cases, he will suffer backlash and become obsessed.

An Yimo frowned and tried harder, but still couldn't get rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, and the red figure in his mind was still lingering.

Where is he...

In an instant, An Yimo vomited blood, which stained his clothes red, and he covered his secretly aching heart with his hands.

A hurried voice came from outside the door, calling him while running.

"Hallmaster! Hallmaster! It's not good!"

☆, falling cliff

An Yimo got up, looked at Lin Qin who came to report the news, and asked eagerly: "What's the matter? Did you find it? Where is he?!" Lin Qin looked at An Yimo, who was covered in blood, panting. Before he had time to ask what happened, he said directly: "In the main hall today, I heard from the master that Han Jiao appeared near Luoshenya, and the families of various sects are about to go together, saying that they want to wipe out the evils of Qingming and seal Luoshenya. "

After An Yimo heard this, he pushed the door away regardless of his injuries. Lin Qin looked at An Yimo who was flustered from behind, feeling complicated. Two people who love each other so much, the road will be so bumpy and tortuous. The two have been entangled for so many years , has long been deeply rooted in love, who is right and who is wrong, right and wrong, has long been confused like a mess.

A plain woman stood tall on the top of Luoshen Cliff, and the wind blew violently, blowing away his hair, his skirt, and his long-awaited expectation. He had been looking forward to a People, that person said, no matter when and where, no matter what happens, he will protect him, take him away, and leave far away.It's just that he may never be able to wait.

Han Jiao turned his back to the cliff, and in front of him was a group of so-called cultivators who held swords and boasted of justice. They threatened to kill demons and protect the world. He looked at these hypocritical faces and smiled. The smile is extremely mocking, who is the demon and who is the devil, the human heart is really a terrible thing, obviously practicing the most righteous spells, but the heart is more vicious than these demons and heretics.

"Han Jiao handed over the Dian Cang Stone and left you with a whole body!" said the head of a small sect that Han Jiao didn't know.

"Hmph, you're really brazen, you're not very capable, but your tone is not small." Han Jiao sneered, the head of the sect turned green in an instant, holding a sword in his hand, his whole body was trembling with anger, but he held back and didn't make any moves. , he knows Han Jiao's ability, the so-called shooting the first bird, he is not like being the first stupid bird to be the first.

The group of grass-roots people on the right way were not so homogeneous. The person next to him saw the head's mind clearly, and said in a slightly contemptuous tone:

"There are people from Cangwu here, what are you afraid of?"

"You said it lightly, you can do it."

Han Jiao sneered when he heard their whispers, and it turned out that Zhengdao is a group of stupid villains who don't know right from wrong.

"Dian Cangshi is not on me, how many times do you want me to tell you?" Han Jiao was impatient.

At this time, Rong Zhen, who had been silent all this time, spoke out: "Han Jiao, you were once a disciple of Cangwu Mountain, and you and I are also considered uncle and nephew. Why did you force us to take this step?"

"I forced you, Rong Zhen, you made a mistake, you have been forcing me all this time! Why should I admit to something I have never done! I have never touched Cangshi at all, Can you Cangwu Mountain be on guard?" Zhou, do you still want to blame me?!" Han Jiao retorted, he really didn't steal some blue stones, and he didn't even know how to touch the blue stones, he was framed by a traitor!Who is this person, not only stole the Dian Cangshi, but also spread rumors everywhere, pouring dirty water on his head.It's just that, no matter how he defended himself, no one believed it, including An Yimo.

"Han Jiao, as long as you hand over the Dian Cangshi, we will definitely save you a way out." Rong Zhen continued.

"Master, don't talk nonsense with him, how could he admit the scandalous things he has done himself. Even if it wasn't on him, it must be hidden somewhere else." Luo Lan, who was standing beside Rong Zhen, said that he had been watching Han Jiao is not pleasing to the eye. He used to make things difficult in Cangwu Mountain, and now he is stirring up trouble here again.Others on the side echoed.

"If you slander people, you must also pay attention to evidence. There is no evidence, so why should you say it is me?"

"Everyone knows that you, as a member of the Qingming Sect, disguised yourself as an ordinary person and sneaked into Cangwu Mountain with the purpose of obtaining the Cangwu Stone. Have you forgotten this, and now that the Qingming Sect is destroyed, even if there is no such thing , you also have to set aside the ashes and crush your bones, so as to calm the hearts of the world. My master has said that as long as you hand over some green stones, you will be let go, and you are still so dissatisfied."

"Let me go? Do you think I, Han Jiao, are just like you, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? You killed my adoptive father and destroyed my Qingming Mountain. Now, do you think I will still be grateful for your insignificant kindness? !"

"You! You don't know what's good or bad." Luo Lan was very blocked by Han Jiao's words.Han Jiao continued: "I hate liars the most, and people who threaten me the most! Let me tell you, in this world, no one can kill me, and no one deserves to kill me." Said Forget it, Han Jiao turned and walked towards the edge of the cliff, Rong Zhen behind him was startled, and hurriedly asked: "Han Jiao! What are you going to do, you are crazy!"

Han Jiao's footsteps paused, and he gave a wry smile: "Your hypocrisy really disgusts me. Since I can't change everything, I have the right to decide my own life and death."

The wind was blowing that desolate and slender figure, looking so helpless and desperate at this moment.

Why don't you believe me, my relatives leave me, my lover abandons me, even if I am alive, what is the meaning of this world to me.

Yin Shu, your vengeance has been avenged, you are satisfied, this is the end you want, you killed him, you killed him, you destroyed this hard-won home with your own hands, from now on, thousands of years , alone, with loneliness for a long time, there will never be a brother who loves you so much, never again.

An Yimo, until now, are you still unwilling to see me? No matter, if there is an afterlife, I don't want to meet you again. From now on, you and I will be strangers, we will never see each other again.

Han Jiao jumped decisively without a trace of fear. The wind blew his clothes and covered his eyes. Han Jiao felt the rapid fall, but his heart was surprisingly calm. His life was full of pain and sorrow. Now, It's all over, and it's finally free.

It's just that he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

An Yimo rushed to the top of Luoshen Cliff. Coincidentally, the red figure jumped down without hesitation. An Yimo rushed over to grab Han Jiao. He still had a lot to say to Han Jiao. Said, he wanted to say, he misunderstood him, he was sorry for him.

Rong Zhen and other Cangwu Hall Masters saw An Yimo rushing towards Luoshen Cliff like crazy, and hurriedly cast a spell to arrange a seal to stop An Yimo.

Qin Xuan shouted: "Second Senior Brother, don't mess around!"

An Yimo was sent flying out by the sudden appearance of the barrier, and fell to the ground. Then, he pulled out Chenli, gathered all his spiritual power on the spirit sword, and suddenly the sky and the earth shone with strong blue light and sword energy. He Want to split the enchantment and save him back.

It's just that things didn't go as he wanted, Rong Zhen and other palace masters pulled out their spirit swords to stop him from splitting the barrier.Regardless of An Yimo's disregard, the sword in his hand will mercilessly slash anyone who stops him at this time. When other sects saw such a crazy Palace Master An, they were first attacked by An Yimo.