Sikong Qingying cursed and quickly ran towards Miaohua Mountain.
Because of her intercourse with Lu Jiu, the internal energy in her body became deeper and deeper. Before she lost her memory, she was already good at Qing Kung Fu, but she just forgot about it after she lost her memory.
And at this moment, unknowingly, without even realizing it, she actually learned Qing Gong again.
She wants to stop Lu Jiu.
She hoped that Lu Jiu could succeed in revenge.
Although she hates Lu Zicong, and although she does not necessarily like Lu Jiu, she does not want Lu Jiu to die.
She didn't even want Lu Jiu to die because of her angry words.
She cannot bear the weight of a life.
"Don't die...Lu Jiu, don't die."
After the initial anger faded away, Sikong Qingying's heart turned into uneasiness as he rushed to the top of the mountain.
That kind of uneasiness turned into reluctance because she thought about Lu Jiu's kindness to her in the past.
At a young age, he was burdened with a sea of blood and he had to become a murderous killer in order to take revenge.
He has no childhood. He is still so young and has seen so little sunshine in his life.
Lu Zicong did bad things with good intentions to make her hate Lu Jiu.
In fact, Lu Jiu is just a kid in his early twenties.
He has endured so much, he should defeat his enemies happily and enjoy life.
He didn't deserve to die, such a good person...
Even if he has a blood feud, he is not cynical. He will never get angry. Regardless of whether he is right or wrong, he will always apologize to her, tolerate her anger and unreasonable troubles, and take care of her in every possible way...
If we meet Lu Jiu in another way, Lu Jiu is really a good love partner.
He didn't deserve to die. His beautiful life hadn't begun yet, so how could he die?
Sikong Qingying ran regardless.
This made Yi Haomiao, who had been paying attention to her, find it very strange. Yi Haomiao also followed behind her, and was a little surprised by her impressive Qinggong attainments.
Lu Jiu didn't say goodbye to anyone before setting off in the morning, but Lu Zicong knew what he was thinking.
In fact, Lu Zicong once stopped Lu Jiu before he left.
"This is a strange poison I concocted using Jedi grass as a medicine. Even I don't know what the antidote is."
Lu Jiu looked at Lu Zicong calmly: "What do you mean, uncle?"
"This medicine may help you defeat that monster."
Lu Jiu glanced at the medicine bottle, nodded, and reached out to take it from Lu Zicong's hand.
"Thank you, little uncle."
Although he took the medicine from Lu Zicong, he did not intend to use it on the other person. Instead, he planned to use it himself.
He is confident that the martial arts in the Book of Immortality can allow him to take revenge.
This is not because he is arrogant or arrogant, but a premonition.
More than ten years ago, the Lu family was exterminated because of the Book of Immortality. Therefore, more than ten years later, he will use the peerless martial arts in the Book of Immortality to avenge the Lu family.
This is fate.
Lu Jiu could feel it.
As for the medicine that Lu Zicong worked so hard to prepare for him, he drank it himself.
It's great that there is no antidote, then no one can save him.
Sikong Qingying said that he wanted him to die. Sikong Qingying wanted him to die. He didn't want to make Sikong Qingying unhappy.
However, if he lives between Lu Zicong and Sikong Qingying, it will inevitably make all three of them miserable.
Yes, that day, the second day after he got married to Sikong Qingying, although he did not enter the courtyard where Lu Zicong lived with Sikong Qingying, he heard everything that was said between Sikong Qingying and Lu Zicong -
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His longevity secret has reached the state of transformation, and if he wants to hear the sound within a hundred miles, it will be easy.
He knew why Lu Zicong married Sikong Qingying to him.
He knew that Sikong Qingying would leave after he took revenge.
He knew that he was redundant between Sikong Qingying and Lu Zicong.
He knows everything.
However, he pretended not to know anything.
I almost deceived myself.
During this time, he had been trying hard to protect and please Sikong Qingying, but he failed.
He was disheartened.
He felt that he could not protect Sikong Qingying or bring happiness to Sikong Qingying. After taking revenge, his only wish was for Lu Zicong and Sikong Qingying to be happy.
The suffering of the three people would be better solved by his death.
As long as he dies, Sikong Qingying and Lu Zicong might get back together and be happy together.
Putting the poison given to him by Lu Zicong into his arms, Lu Jiu showed a faint smile on his overly handsome face: "Little uncle, take good care of Xiaoying."
Lu Zicong did not expect that by marrying Sikong Qingying to Lu Jiu, instead of giving Lu Jiu a chance to live, he would hasten Lu Jiu's death.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's you who should take care of him, not my little uncle."
Lu Zicong comforted Lu Jiu.
Lu Jiu smiled and said nothing, turned and left.
Lu Zicong looked at his back, feeling unspeakably uneasy.
In the end, Lu Zicong chased after Lu Jiu.
Not long after Sikong Qingying went up Miaohua Mountain, Yuchi Weiran and Xuanyuan Mingzhao also discovered the matter. They guessed that Sikong Qingying went up the mountain for Lu Jiu, and they were afraid that Sikong Qingying would be affected. Xuanyuan Mingzhao and Yuchi Weiran
, also took people up to Miaohua Mountain, ready to help protect Sikong Qingying at any time.
Apart from Lu Zicong, who had been following Lu Jiu, the first ones to arrive were definitely Sikong Qingying and Yi Haomiao.
Before Sikong Qingying reached the top, he saw Lu Jiu's sword stuck in the chest of an old man.
Lu Jiu's face was expressionless and his voice was cold: "Aren't you invincible? Aren't you always begging for death? I'll make it happen for you..."
"What... what kind of martial arts is this?"
The man's blood flowed along Lu Jiu's sword, but he seemed to not feel it. He stretched out his hand to squeeze Lu Jiu's sword tightly, and asked Lu Jiu breathlessly.
"It's the Secret of Immortality, the peerless martial arts in the Book of Immortality, the Secret of Immortality."
"Immortal... Immortal Secret... Hahaha, I will finally see it in my lifetime... It's a pity &... it's too late... It's still too late, it's too late for everything..."
The old man who was stabbed by Lu Jiu seemed to be going crazy. He suddenly raised his head and laughed crazily.
Lu Jiu frowned and drew out his long sword: "More than a hundred members of the Lu family have died, and today, they can finally rest in peace."
The long sword in his hand held a beautiful sword flower, and he easily chopped off one of the old man's arms and made more wounds on the old man's body.
The old man who once sat at the top of Miaohua Mountain and seemed to be invulnerable, made of iron and steel, was now extremely weak.
Lu Jiu looked at him with confusion in his eyes.
He took revenge and succeeded in avenging the Lu family. However, at this moment, there was no joy, only relief.
There wasn't a single scratch on his body.
But he promised Sikong Qingying that he would die...he would die.
Lu Jiu took out the poison that Lu Zicong had prepared for him in his arms. It was for him to use on his enemies to help him deal with them.
But Lu Jiu drank it himself.
"No...Xiaojiu, what are you doing?"
Seeing him drink the poison, Lu Zicong suddenly flew out from the side and jumped in front of Lu Zicong, trying to snatch the poison from Lu Jiu's hand.
Unfortunately...it's too late.
Lu Jiu had already drank.
That is a poison that is refined from the poison of Jedi grass. It is a poison that has no antidote.
Even Lu Zicong has not developed an antidote for the poison. It is a poison in the Book of Immortality. Yi Haomiao must not be able to detoxify it.
"Xiaojiu...you, why did you do this?"
Lu Zicong's glazed peach blossom eyes widened, his heart filled with sadness, and he asked Lu Jiu sadly.
Little did he know that his good intentions suddenly caused suffering to three people.
Lu Jiu felt that the pain would only end if he died.
But they don’t know that there are many things, one wrong step, one wrong step, one tragedy will lead to more tragedies.
The poison that Lu Jiu drank took effect very quickly.
Lu Jiu's body staggered and he took a few steps back. He stretched out his hand to cover his cramped chest. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Uncle...I knew you would come...you don't trust me."
Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and as he spoke, bright blood dripped from his lips.
After Lu Jiu took a few steps back, he suddenly stopped, his knees softened, and he knelt down.
Kneeling in front of Lu Zicong: "Uncle...I'm sorry."
"You...you, Xiaojiu...what are you doing? Get up quickly..."
Lu Jiu chuckled a few times, and the tears dripping from the corners of his eyes fell to the ground like the blood from the corners of his mouth.
"I'm sorry, little uncle... Back then... It was my mother who seduced you... I, I saw it with my own eyes... I was frightened... I called the adults... My mother pushed everything on you,
But I... didn't clarify it for you."
He closed his eyes and raised his head, his face wet.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
Over the years, he has been blaming himself.
He didn't look for Lu Zicong, not because Lu Zicong was kicked out of the house and was not worthy of being his uncle, but because he felt guilty.
He was too young at that time, not very sensible, and too scared.
Just let those people side with his mother, and naturally think that Lu Zicong is plotting against his world-famous beauty sister-in-law.
He blames himself very much.
He could not face what his mother had done, but he had wronged his uncle who was very good to him.
At that time, he did not help his uncle tell the truth, but many years later, his uncle gave up the person he loved for him.
He is guilty.
A very big sin.
Without him, Lu Zicong and Sikong Qingying would definitely be a very happy couple.
"sorry……"
At the moment of life and death, he spent his entire life repenting.
Lu Zicong didn't expect Lu Jiu to say such words. He stayed there, but he quickly came back to his senses.
He shook his head: "It doesn't matter... I don't care what others say about me, Xiaojiu... Why are you so stupid? I don't know the antidote. I didn't prepare the antidote. Why, why are you doing this?"
He also squatted down and reached out to grab Lu Jiu's shoulders.
"Lu Jiu - you can't die! Don't die!" Sikong Qingying, who finally climbed to the top of Miaohua Mountain and approached them, shouted desperately.
I hope she can come in time to prevent Lu Jiu's death.
She saw Lu Jiu killing her enemy from far away, but why did Lu Jiu, who was not injured, vomit blood and fall to his knees?
Wuming panicked and uneasiness gripped Sikong Qingying's heart tightly, making Sikong Qingying very afraid. She quickly flew to the top of Miaohua Mountain.
"Hey... little guy, that's the top. You might fall if you're not careful. Be careful and don't walk in such a hurry..."
Yi Haomiao was also sweating profusely as he followed Sikong Qingying. Before today, he really didn't realize that Sikong Qingying's Qinggong was so good. Even chasing him was difficult.
"Little uncle...forgive me..."
Lu Jiu half-knelt on the ground and lowered his head feebly.
Lu Zicong knew better than anyone how powerful the poison he had spent days searching for many rare medicinal materials to develop.
There is no antidote.
Lu Jiu is destined to die.
He couldn't help but reach out and put his arms around Lu Jiu's shoulders: "I... forgive you."
Although he initially alerted others to watch his sister-in-law seducing and seducing him, she did not testify for him. It was Lu Jiu who restored his innocence.
But towards this nephew, he could not bear any resentment in his heart.
After so many years, those grudges have been tormenting him, but now he has new pursuits and plans to let go.
But Lu Jiu... Lu Jiu has been living in memories and unable to get out because of guilt and family hatred.
It was precisely because he could not get out of the quagmire of memories that he chose death at this time.
Sikong Qingying finally climbed to the top. She had persisted until now with her strength. Now when she stopped, her whole body went limp and she had no strength at all. She almost fell to the ground when her body shook.
But she didn't care about her embarrassment and pain at all. Her cheeks were a little moist, and crystal tears welled up in her clear eyes.
Especially the blood dripping from Lu Jiu's lips made her feel even more shocked and uncomfortable.
"Lu Jiu... Lu Jiu..."
She touched Lu Jiu's face with trembling hands, and she didn't even care about Lu Zicong next to her.
Her eyes were filled with her own tears and Lu Jiu's blood.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I didn't really want you to die... I'm sorry, I just, just said it casually... I was too angry at that time and couldn't control my temper. I'm sorry... Don't die, Lu Jiu! Don't die, okay?
good!!!"
Lu Zicong turned his head and saw Sikong Qingying, who had not even looked at him since arriving here and was now crying to Lu Jiu extremely nervously. His eyes darkened.
Can Lu Jiu's death really end the grudge between the three of them?
Lu Jiu is so stupid.
Some injuries, once caused, will always be there.
Unless you repair it with care, nothing can be done to restore it.
Like now, the choice of Lu Jiu's death will only make the remaining two people more painful and entangled. How can the problem be solved?
Lu Jiu's thoughts and choice of death were actually extremely selfish... Yes, he died, he was free, and he successfully escaped everything he didn't want to face.
But what about the people left behind?
How much pain and self-blame should it be?
"Xiaoying...I...I love you..."
Lu Jiu raised her hand with difficulty and covered Sikong Qingying's hand on her face.
Sikong Qingying cried bitterly: "I know...I know..."
How could she not know.
If it wasn't because he loved her, how could Lu Jiu be so obedient and take good care of her?
She knew that she just couldn't get over the hurdle of Lu Zicong sending her to Lu Jiu...
She was wrong. Even if she couldn't respond to Lu Jiu's feelings, she shouldn't have lost her temper with Lu Jiu and asked him to die.
She regretted it, really regretted it, but was it too late?
"Tsk...don't you think saving people is more important now? What's the use of holding each other and crying like this?"
Yi Haomiao, who followed him later, saw Sikong Qingying crying so hard that he couldn't help but remind him.
Sikong Qingying was stunned for a moment, and immediately wiped away her tears: "Yes...save him...save him..."
She turned her head and saw Lu Zicong beside her.
At this time, Lu Zicong was not disguised, he was dressed in green, his elegant and handsome face was full of pain, and his glazed peach blossom eyes were dim.
Among them, who is in debt? Who is sorry to whom? This is a question that cannot be explained at all.
"Your hair..." Sikong Qingying's eyes blurred by tears were filled with shock.
The last time he went to question Lu Zicong, Lu Zicong was still fine. How come... Lu Zicong's hair turned completely white after not seeing him for half a month?
Lu Zicong shook his head, his eyes a little confused:
"There is no hope... Xiaojiu has eaten the poison I carefully developed. There is no antidote... There is no antidote. There is no antidote in the Book of Immortality..."
His words drained all the strength from Sikong Qingying's body.
She collapsed to the ground.
She didn't mean it... She was just too angry at the time. She really didn't want Lu Jiu to die...
How could this happen? How could this happen?
Slowly reaching out to hold his head, Sikong Qingying felt infinite panic, anxiety and regret in his heart.
Is she the one who deserves to die? Is she the one who deserves to die?
"Hey, little guy, don't be like this... cheer up, that mediocre doctor Lu Zicong can't cure me!"
Yi Haomiao pretended to be relaxed and persuaded Sikong Qingying.
But in fact, his medical skills were comparable to those of Lu Zicong. Since it was a poison carefully developed by Lu Zicong, and Lu Zicong himself didn’t even know what the antidote was, how could he possibly get the antidote in a short time?
Under this sky, no one can reverse the fate of Lu Jiu's death.
Yi Haomiao took Lu Jiu's pulse and was helpless as expected.
When the four of them were all distracted by Lu Jiu's incident at the top, the old man who was stabbed to death by Lu Jiu suddenly sat up straight from the ground - he was not completely dead.
He raised his head, and let out a deafening roar from his throat. His snow-white hair stood on end, and his eyes were about to burst. His remaining arm, with powerful internal strength, moved toward Lu Zicong, Lu Jiu, Sikong Qingying and Yi Haomiaosi.
People were blasted away.
The four of them were originally at the top of Miaohua Mountain, but now they were pushed down the mountain by the huge air current with a wave of the strong palm wind.
Fortunately, Yi Haomiao, the only calm person at this time, reacted quickly enough. He grabbed Sikong Qingying with one hand and Lu Jiu, who was closer to him, with the other hand, and flew away.
Only Lu Zicong's figure fell from the top of Miaohua Mountain without any precautions.
Sikong Qingying was grabbed by Yi Haomiao's collar, and she watched helplessly as the green figure that once stayed in her heart fell down the cliff.
"No--"
His mind went blank, and he even forgot about Lu Jiu's death.
In her eyes, there was only the green figure that was slowly falling and shrinking in her sight.
Never seen again.
That charming man with charming brows and glazed peach blossom eyes that can seduce anyone's heart with just a slight turn.
Never seen again.
The man who always has a cynical smile, but is more depressed than anyone else on the inside.
Never seen again.
The man who took her heart easily, but deceived her and pushed her to someone else, causing her heartache.
, she clearly hated him so much, and she clearly told herself that she would never forgive him again, and never pay attention to that man again.
But...why...why at this moment, my heart hurts as if I'm about to die.
"Lu... Lu Zicong..."
Even the tears were gone, and her eyes were wide open in confusion. Sikong Qingying could not think of anything. Her mind was completely empty. She just moved instinctively.
Struggling under Yi Haomiao's hand, I want to break free from Yi Haomiao's imprisonment, I want to obey my heart and follow the instinct of my body to follow the green figure.
"Little uncle...little uncle..." Lu Jiu's face was also full of blood and tears.
He is the one who deserves to die, why is his little uncle being implicated by him?
At this moment, Lu Zicong, who was riding the wind, looking at the sky, and slowly falling, closed his eyes peacefully at this moment, and calmly reviewed his life.
He had to admit that he couldn't let go of Sikong Qingying... he couldn't let go of Sikong Qingying.
He fell in love with that woman.
He really fell in love with the other person, maybe it was the moment the other person sucked the snake venom for him, maybe it was the moment the other person confessed...
Even he didn't know it, but unconsciously, that woman became the most important person in his heart.
Call him selfish. Although it was an accident now, death may not be a good choice.
"Damn it, you all wake up!"
Yi Haomiao chased Sikong Qingying all the way here. He was already very tired. Now dragging Sikong Qingying with one hand and Lu Jiu with the other was already hard enough. The old man who had resurrected from the dead as if he had faked the corpse was dead again.
Chase them.
Seeing that the situation was already so dangerous, Sikong Qingying and Lu Jiu in his hands were very restless.
"Xiaoying..."
"Come on, come on, take down that old man!"
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Yuchi Weiran and Xuanyuan Mingfeng also arrived with their people.
At this moment, the old man who was pretending to be a corpse struck hard at Lu Jiu, who had little breath to begin with.
Yi Haomiao's wrist that was holding Lu Jiu was also hit. The pain made his hand reflexively let go of Lu Jiu, but fortunately, Lu Jiu was not hit, but was hit hard against the stone wall on the side.
Lu Jiu's eyes were covered with blood red.
His enemy was not dead.
He gritted his teeth and stood up. His originally weak body actually stood upright at this moment. He turned his head and said to Yi Haomiao: