Li Xie was like a Rakshasa, carrying a strong wind that made everyone around him take a step back... He could not imagine that those words just now were really spoken by Gong Que...
If Gong Que can no longer protect her, then let him protect her...
Gong Que looked at Li Xie and just smiled sarcastically, "Okay, since you want to kill me so much, go back to Tianmu Mountain tomorrow, and we will make a break there." After that, Gong Que turned around and entered the road.
In Zhen'er's memorial hall...
Li Xie looked at Gong Que's back, his body tensed, his fists clenched tightly, and his nails almost dug into his flesh. Hate had completely blinded his eyes, "Okay."
His life has long been goalless. After leaving Tianmu Mountain, he seemed to hate the living people. After avenging his father, he thought he could return to Tianmu Mountain and live an ordinary life for the rest of his life. However,
, fate always plays tricks on people... Hatred has once again become the meaning of living...
However, this time... it was for the woman he once loved... and his master who he loved more than his father... Even if the person he had to face was Gong Que... he would not hesitate...
Because, he knows that except him, who will remember Dao Wuming and Dao Zhen'er... Who can avenge them... If he also forgets them, they will be too sad...
The rain suddenly fell from the sky, pattering on the ground, and showered on everyone. The other people entered the memorial hall again in a panic to pay their respects...
But Li Xie just stood in the rain, enduring the pain of his heart being eaten away, staring at Dao Zhen'er's coffin, until the coffin was carried out... He just followed silently...
The rain was very heavy and the road was very far. He just followed the team at the end...sending her off silently for the last journey...as if...saying goodbye to his last beating heart...
Watching people bury her in the hole that had been dug long ago, and bury the coffin with handfuls of earth.
Li Xie's eyes gradually became hollow and void, like a walking corpse...
Let it rain heavily, let the wind blow and rain.
It wasn't until everyone left that he walked towards the lonely grave step by step, gently stretched out his hand and touched Dao Zhen'er's tombstone...
"Zhen'er, without you... I have no meaning to live... When I avenge you... I will also look for you..."
A cold voice escaped from his lips, cold without any warmth.
His eyes were full of hurt, and he touched his lower lip. The next second, his hands began to peel off the newly built tomb...
One time, another time, it seems that there is no help for human consciousness...
In front of him, he seemed to see the young girl in goose-yellow clothes turning back and smiling sweetly at him, "Brother Senior, Second Senior Brother, you must stay with me all the time. If you are not here... I will be very scared..."
He remembered that during the half year they were practicing in the world, he and Gong Que went out once while she was sleeping... What she said to them after they came back...
I was obviously scared...but I still forced myself to smile...
That day, he swore that he would not let her be alone... he would not leave her alone in such a wilderness...
The night gradually darkened. In the cold mountain forest, he seemed like a lonely ghost. He just dug up the grave where Dao Zhen'er was buried and put her coffin into the Najie...
