On the spiritual cliff, everything... seemed so depressing.
Lin Huang held Pei Xiufu in his arms, but he was completely helpless. He didn't know who could save Pei Xiufu now.
But...he didn't want Pei Xiufu to say goodbye!
Once upon a time, Yan Nangui died.
Xie Qinghou is dead.
Xuanyuan Tibing died.
Thirteen people killed most of them in battle.
…
He didn't like to see people leaving one after another.
But the scythe of fate swung towards Pei Xiufu irresistibly!
"Xiaohuang!"
After Pei Xiufu coughed twice, he slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his withered face, "Birth, old age, illness and death, people are affectionate, there is no need to be sad!"
"no!"
Lin Huang clenched his fists, lowered his voice, and said fiercely, "You haven't seen Lin Taiqing again, you haven't seen me become a strong man, you can't die!"
"You are still young..."
Pei Xiufuji shook his head with difficulty, "That's why you still can't see us farewell. But... Mr. Pei has experienced too much. I lost my wife when I was young, I lost my son when I was middle-aged, and the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man. When I get old, a
One friend after another passed away, either in battle or due to illness, and finally I was left alone in this world to endure torture. Now that I am old, leaving is the greatest relief for me!"
"No...no, it just can't be done!"
There was sudden fear in Lin Huang's voice. Because, for a moment, he didn't know how to persuade Pei Xiufu. He didn't know how to persuade a person who once seemed calm and calm, but actually had great sadness in his heart.
people.
Lin Huang turned back and looked at Lu Donghuang pleadingly. He was Pei Xiufu's disciple and should know Pei Xiufu very well, so Lu Donghuang should know how to persuade Pei Xiufu.
However, Lu Donghuang just turned around calmly, then knelt on his knees and leaned over Pei Xiufu.
"Donghuang..."
Pei Xiufu turned around and touched Lu Donghuang's head, still spitting out blood from the corner of his mouth, "You are not my most talented disciple...but you are the one who works hardest. Having a disciple like you makes the teacher very happy.
From now on, don’t follow Taiqing. He was too dazzling in the past and will cover up your brilliance. You should have your own way and your own way!"
"teacher……"
Lu Donghuang buried his head on the ground, but his voice was full of tremors, "The disciple is incompetent and can't save the teacher's life. Teacher, don't blame me. If Taiqing is here, there must be a way!"
Pei Xiufu smiled and shook his head, "Everyone will die, there is no need to be sad! I will leave the teacher's posthumous affairs to you! You know what I like..."
Then, Pei Xiufu looked at Lin Huang again, "Tai Qing... He is as stubborn as you. He has to fight for anything that doesn't suit him! As everyone knows, there are too many opinions in this world that are difficult to settle.
There are too many hurts and partings. Only by experiencing and accepting can you grow!"
"Mr. Pei!"
Lin Huang held Pei Xiufu's hand tightly and lowered his voice and hissed, as if he was praying.
Pei Xiufu still had a smile on his face and said softly: "What you want is under the Spiritual Qi Cliff. Go and get it out as soon as possible! Then leave Qingtian Martial Mansion as soon as possible. Before becoming the Holy King, don't provoke the Xuantian Divine Clan!
"
"The road ahead is up to you to walk on your own!"
Lin Huang knelt in front of Pei Xiufu, lowered his head, and hissed softly. He heard Pei Xiufu's peaceful voice, but felt extremely cold all over his body.
"In the future... if you come to Zhongzhou and meet Yaoyao, please help Mr. Pei to control him!"
Lin Huang held Pei Xiufu's hand tightly and nodded vigorously, but he could not speak at all. All his words turned into chokes as soon as they reached his throat.
"You guys..."
Pei Xiufu suddenly patted Lu Donghuang and Lin Huang, his voice full of gentleness, "Everyone will be well!"
…
…
There was no movement on the Lingqi Cliff for a long time.
When Lin Huang and Lu Donghuang raised their heads, they found that Pei Xiufu had no breath at all. He had his eyes slightly closed, with an extremely peaceful and warm smile on his face.
Looking at that familiar but lifeless face, Lin Huang froze on the spot with sadness.
...so sad and speechless!
It wasn't until a long time later that Lin Huang suddenly stood up and roared to the sky. The overwhelming murderous aura swept out of his body and actually knocked everyone around him away.
"puff……"
After a long roar, Lin Huang violently spit out a mouthful of blood, fell to his knees and fainted!
…
…
I wonder if it's because of the hazy night.
Or Lin Huang can’t see the light!
When he opened his eyes, the surroundings were dark. He coughed and sat up from the bed, still feeling cold and terrified. Thinking back to the scene before he fainted, he wished it was a dream.
A vain dream.
But he knew that everything would come true!
Lin Huang coughed, curled up on the bed, and wrapped his body tightly with the quilt. He seemed to feel extremely cold, and tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.
He still remembered that after leaving the Dongling Realm, the first person he remembered was Song Changling.
The second one is Pei Xiufu.
At that time, Pei Xiufu looked like a bad old man visiting a brothel in the middle of the night.
Later, on the ferry, he met Pei Xiufu for the second time.
It was he who secretly killed the guardian behind Song Xieyang and saved his life.
Later, it was in the Qingtian Martial Mansion.
It was when Song Hanshan appeared in Baizhan City that he and Lu Donghuang appeared in the alley outside Wutong Courtyard... coming to save him.
Until he discovered that his father was Lin Taiqing, Pei Xiufu's most proud disciple in his life!
In the back mountain, Pei Xiufu tortured him every day to hone his martial arts.
Outside the concubine's grave, a man and a sword rushed to help!
…
"Ahem!"
Under the covers, Lin Huang curled up and trembled, coughing constantly.
Even when he faced thousands of troops in the Snowy Land, faced Liu Cangsheng's ten-year pursuit, faced the immortal evil king in Yin Yang Valley, and faced Song Hanshan's strong suppression, he was not like this.
Too scared.
He is afraid of the people around him leaving!
If this is the case, then what is the point of all his efforts?!
"Mr. Pei..."
Lin Huang coughed in a low voice, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, "Xiao Huang will definitely not disappoint you, and will definitely become a strong man!"
Lin Huang slowly clenched his fists, all the fear turned into anger, all the fear turned into resentment, "I will definitely become stronger and let no one around me leave! One day, I will stamp my feet
, which makes the entire Xuantian Divine Clan tremble!"
"One day, I will definitely make the Xuantian Divine Clan pay a heavy price for Qingtian Martial Palace!"
In the dark night, Lin Huang walked alone from the hut in the back mountain to the Lingqi Cliff. He looked at the ruins of the 800-mile Qingtian Martial Palace, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and there seemed to be no hatred in his eyes.
Wearing a black robe, it made a hunting sound in the night wind, giving people an extremely depressing feeling of annihilation.
Lin Huang held the bottle of wine in his hand and slowly poured it on the ground. His deep voice was full of calmness, "Mr. Pei..."
"...Way to go!"
The wind in the night was particularly cold and heavy.
Lin Huang stood alone on the spiritual cliff, staring blankly ahead, wondering what he was thinking about...
Suddenly, a figure in white quietly appeared beside Lin Huang.
Lin Huang turned his head and looked at the woman beside him. He wanted to squeeze out a smile on his face as if he had reunited after a long separation, but was unable to do anything. He could only shout hoarsely, "Sister..."
Lin Cangxue was speechless, her jade hand gently grasped Lin Huang's palm, and a smile appeared on her face.
Lin Huang turned his head and looked at the darkness ahead, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"Three days! Mr. Pei has been taken away by King Lu... Everyone in the Qingtian Martial Palace has also left!"
Lin Cangxue spoke hesitantly, for fear of irritating Lin Huang.
Lin Huang smiled bitterly, "I'm not that fragile yet, nor have my reason been obscured by hatred! The Xuantian Divine Clan will definitely make a comeback, so it's better to leave earlier!"
Lin Cangxue snorted slightly and did not reply.
"Mr. Pei...is father's teacher!"
Lin Huang's voice suddenly choked up.
"I already know..."
Lin Cangxue nodded slightly, "When Mr. Pei left, I kowtowed three times for you and father!"
Lin Huang nodded lightly, and then said: "After tomorrow, you follow Xiaopang Bai and the others and leave. Song Changling knows where is safe!"
Um?
The smile on Lin Cangxue's face froze, and then she hummed in confusion, turning to look at Lin Huang, "What about you?"
Lin Huang looked at the night sky and lightly stamped his feet, "I have to go down here. Mr. Pei left something for me. I have to take it out!"