He saw his stubborn self, facing Dao Wuming and listening to what Dao Wuming said to him, "Li Xie, calm down... Don't worry, you are not alone, you still have me."
But the stubborn and ignorant man turned around and answered him, "But you are not mine alone. You have Zhen'er and you have a senior brother."
His vision blurred by tears seemed to look at the stubborn and sad face, and he turned and left Tianmu Mountain, leaving Dao Wuming with a lonely face and a long sigh...
That was the last thing he said to Dao Wuming...
"Master... you don't want to die... Disciple... you are the only one left... Master, you can't leave me, you can't!!!" Li Xie's voice, trembling, said to the one sighing in the illusion.
Nameless, heartbreakingly crying...
No longer caring about his self-esteem, nor his own pain.
He is fine no matter what, but the only thing left for him is this master...
For three years, even though he ran outside every day, when he calmed down, he knew that there was a person waiting for him on Tianmu Mountain. The person who was like a father was waiting for him to return to the world. The only person he could call
It's a place of home.
This is his last remaining home between heaven and earth...and he is his only master, relative...family.
However, only three years later, he came back here again. All the good things he thought about waiting for him disappeared, and things changed and people changed...
He hated himself so much, why he left so cruelly in the first place, why he stubbornly left everything behind, why... when he left, he didn't say goodbye to him properly... but said words that made Dao Wuming sigh...
He hates himself so much. He hates himself so much for being so stupid and stupid. Why, every time he looks back and wants to get back everything he had before, he finds that everything has changed and everything has returned.
I won’t go. It’s too late...
"Li Xie, you are such a big fool." The pain in his heart made Li Xie sit up like crazy, beat his body desperately, and pulled his hair like crazy.
Give the young man in his memory who was ignorant and always worried Dao Wuming a good beating.
Every time he punched, his heart ached desperately. He wished he could really beat himself to death so that he could calm down his hatred for himself... Until he was tired of beating, and his tears once again covered his eyes.
Catching his sight, he stared at the door, deep in his hand, and seemed to see a nameless Dao walking out of it.
"Master...Master..." With his eyes blurred with tears, he stretched out his hand weakly, trying to hold Dao Wuming, but the next second, the smiling face of Dao Wuming disappeared...
This time, he came to his senses completely. He couldn't help curling up in a ball in pain, and burst into tears. He cried as heartbroken as a child who had done something wrong. The pain in his heart almost paralyzed him and accompanied him.
Every breath made him tremble and cry...
"Master!!"
His grief-stricken roar echoed throughout the tunnel, lingering for a long time...it hurt my heart...
The Gong family is one of the three major families in Zhuoyue Continent that holds the bloodline of the Moon Spirit.
Two years ago, after the three major families in the Yueling Bloodline established Yueluhua City, the Gong family's house outside Yueluhua City became even more prosperous.
