After a long time, Situ Feng said hoarsely: "My teacher has deep gratitude. I come from Kunlun. I have no choice. I have to do whatever the master tells me to do. I admit that the first time I came into contact with Qing Lian was because the master ordered me to
I obtained the Liuhe Mirror left by Senior Evil God and brought it back to Kunlun. But after I got along with Qinglian for a long time, I fell in love with her and couldn't help but fall in love with her. She had already given the Liuhe Mirror to me for safekeeping.
The Liuhe Mirror is at my fingertips, but I did not give it to Master or Kunlun."
At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan felt that Situ Feng was not lying, because Situ Feng was in the sea of his soul, and he could feel the deep sadness coming from Situ Feng's soul.
This kind of pain and sorrow is definitely not fake.
Xuan Ying stood up slowly, seemed to sigh, and said: "You should know very well how Su Qinglian treated you back then, but how did you treat her? Many people were there during the battle in Tianshan, and I was also
Watching in secret, your cultivation is not as good as Su Qinglian. The last move, the white-haired Su Qinglian, can kill you. At the last moment, she chose to give up, no matter whether she succeeded
Demon or not, no matter whether you deceived her or not, her feelings for you have never changed. She died willingly by your sword. I still remember the cold corner of her mouth when her life came to an end,
A smile."
Situ Feng said nothing.
Long-lasting memories are like yesterday.
At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt a memory that did not belong to him, being forcefully stuffed into his soul.
Above the sky, a white-haired young woman fell into the arms of the handsome young man with a smile.
The white-haired woman gently stretched out her hand, trying to touch the man's cheek, but in the end she was unsuccessful. The moment her fingers were about to touch the cheek of the man she loved, her pale hand dropped weakly.
With eternal regret, she left this noisy world and her beloved man.
The man was holding the woman and crying so fiercely, so desolately, so heart-breaking. Countless cultivators watching the battle under the sky were silent, and seemed to be deeply moved by the man's heart-rending cry.
of touch.
In the end, only the man's desperate and painful cry was left in the world: "Qing Lian, Qing Lian, Qing Lian..."
No matter how he called, the woman in his arms would never wake up again.
The woman didn't say a word until she died, which was the man's biggest regret.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Xuan Ying’s cold voice sounded again, and he said lightly: “Do you know why I noticed your existence ten days ago, but didn’t remove your soul from Ye Xiaochuan’s sea of souls?
Drag it out?"
Situ Feng said in a low voice: "Why? You should hate me. I almost killed you back then. Even if you escaped at that time, I'm afraid you won't be able to recover from the trauma Zhanchen Wufeng left you without a thousand years."
Xuan Ying said: "Yes, it took me a full thousand years to recover. I should have hated you, but after the battle at Duantian Cliff, you disappeared and chose the path of self-destruction.
I don’t hate you anymore. Your feelings for Fairy Duan Nian are true. I have a rule when it comes to killing people. I only kill people who are unlucky and do not kill lovers."
Xuan Ying paused for a moment, and then said: "Besides, you are just a ray of remnant soul now, and a ray of remnant soul can't do anything. Even if you read the fourth volume of the Book of Heaven, the ghost chapter, and obtained the supreme ghost cultivation classics,
But you only have one soul and one soul, and your soul is incomplete. You cannot practice ghost magic. If it weren't for the blood soul essence in Ye Xiaochuan's body that temporarily kept your soul alive, I'm afraid you would have been gone. I won't kill you.
At most, you can only exist for a while longer. I will give you time to defy heaven and change the fate of this generation of Wu Feng and Zhan Chen sword masters. This is the debt you owe. When the catastrophe came to the world, eight
One hundred thousand cultivators and 60 million mortal soldiers shouted that man can conquer heaven and die generously. You were supposed to be one of them, but you chose to extricate yourself before the catastrophe. Therefore, six thousand years later, you have to be alone.
No one will help you, and no one can help you to repay the debt of the past. I hope that your soul will die on the road against heaven, instead of waiting for the passage of time to disappear."
The more Ye Xiaochuan listened, the more something felt wrong.
Eight hundred thousand cultivators and 60 million mortal soldiers? All died because of defying heaven?
If this Situ Feng was also a person who went against the will of heaven, he would definitely bring him along with him, as well as Yun Qiyou.
This is not good!
Suddenly, Situ Feng said: "Why can you survive?"
Xuan Ying said: "This is all thanks to you. I was injured by you and Su Qinglian and fell asleep here. I felt something was wrong with my breath and forcibly woke up from my sleep. When I rushed to Kunlun, everything
Everything has changed. At the foot of the sacred mountain of Kunlun Mountain, human corpses are piled higher than Kunlun Mountain. There are not many living people left in the world. The catastrophe is over."
Situ Feng sneered and said: "No wonder your Taoism is so high in only six thousand years. I'm afraid you absorbed the souls of those who died in the Kunlun Mountains back then, right?"
Xuan Ying said: "So what? I don't want to explain anything to you. How many people I kill and how many Yin souls I absorb are all my business. If anyone wants to do justice for heaven, they can come and kill me. I'm not afraid."
She is really not afraid.
A monster with no heart and no sex appeal has no fear.
In her eyes, all living things are like dogs and grass, and she can just kill them. Whether she kills a hundred people or a million people, she doesn't feel anything, and she doesn't need to make any act of repentance or guilt.
If she stops killing people one day, it will be a sign of disaster in the world.
Situ Feng didn't say anything anymore. Xuan Ying seemed to think Ye Xiaochuan's braised pig's trotters were delicious. Seeing that there were two more in the pot, he took out another one and gnawed on it.
She made no sound when eating, and had no expression. She looked as cold as chewing wax.
Over the past six thousand years, she had never thought that Situ Feng would still have a remnant soul left in the world. In her conversation with Situ Feng's remnant soul, she had no hatred or shock, only a little surprise and sadness.
Not sad for myself, but sad for Situ Feng.
The invisible sword god who once wielded a sword and made the world look down upon the common people is now just a weak remnant soul that can do nothing.
It is said that beauties grow old and heroes die, which is the greatest sorrow in the world.
Today's Situ Feng is a peerless hero at the end of his life.
At the same time, Xuan Ying also had to admit that she admired and even respected Situ Feng.
This small remnant soul, if not protected by the spiritual power of blood soul essence and yin energy, would disappear at any time. Even so, Situ Feng still refused to accept his fate. He wanted to break the cycle of fate.
This kind of unyielding mentality that goes against nature has rarely been seen in the entire human world throughout the ages.
