When the sky was dim, Sang Luo woke up quietly and felt that most of the injuries in his body were healed.
The young man was lying beside her, his face pale.
She seemed to realize something, her face changed slightly, and she immediately hugged Chu Yanshu, her voice trembled slightly,
"Chu Yanshu, wake up, wake up."
What exactly did he do?
Didn't he say that he would use the power of chaos to heal her injuries?
Why is this happening?
Sang Luo condensed his spirit and poured all his spiritual energy into Chu Yanshu's body, but the young man's voice came from beside him,
"Sang Luo, don't waste your efforts."
Sang Luo turned his head and saw the young man's soul. For a moment, his throat was choked and he couldn't utter a word.
"Chu...Yan...Shu"
She said these three words with difficulty, her voice was hoarse, and she hugged the boy's cold body, her eyes were red,
"You said you would never leave me."
The young soul squatted down, raised his hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, and said softly with clear eyes,
"I won't leave you."
The long eyelashes of the mulberry tree tremble slightly, the throat is bitter,
"You lied."
The morning sun rose in the east. When the sunlight shone on this small island, the boy's body completely turned into ashes and disappeared into the world.
He killed himself with his own hands.
In exchange for the rebirth of my lover, I also exchanged for the eternal end of the troubles in the world.
Tears fell from Sang Luo's eyes, but Chu Yanshu smiled at her and said softly,
"In the Demon Temple, didn't you ask me what I hid from you?"
Sang Luo was stunned.
Chu Yanshu continued to speak,
"What I hid from you is my body."
He said, paused slightly,
"I am from the Chu family. My father is a genius of the human race, and so is my mother. How could I be born with demonic bones?"
Sang Luo looked at Chu Yanshu and listened to him quietly.
"Actually, it has something to do with the devil."
Chu Yanshu looked at Sang Luo and said softly,
"Actually, I am not a real member of the Chu family. My existence is the result of the fusion of the demon god with his own flesh and blood."
Twenty years ago, his parents died in the war.
And he was born on the demonic battlefield near the Fusheng Tower, and happened to fall into the hands of the demons.
It was Mu Ming who integrated the demon bones preserved by the demon god into his body, temporarily placing him in the human race.
Later, everything he did was to force him to become possessed by the devil, and in the end, he became the devil's new vessel.
Sang Luo's voice was hoarse,
"So what if this is the case? But the devil is already dead."
Chu Yanshu nodded, raised his hand to touch Sang Luo's head, and said softly,
"Well, he is dead, so I am completely free."
"The devil is dead, so why do you..."
Sang Luo reached back to grab his hand, but found that the moment it touched his, it passed through his body, and his eyes darkened.
"don’t worry."
Chu Yanshu spoke softly,
"The demon god is dead. To avoid future troubles, I have also destroyed the demon bones. I have the fruit of life and death left by Zuochi. Even if I only have my soul body left, I can still step onto the great road."
Sang Luo raised his eyes and looked at him,
"real?"
Chu Yanshu nodded, with a smile in his eyes and a very soft voice,
"Well, I will always accompany you. I will accompany you on the Avenue of Immortality, accompany you to settle down in the fourteen states of Cangwu, and accompany you home."
After leaving this sea area, it might not take long for him to reshape his body and stand side by side with her.
At this moment, Chu Yanshu suddenly felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he took over Zhuo Qing's lineage of life and death and had the opportunity to risk his life and live another life.
Perhaps, his destiny was reopened as early as the first time he met Sang Luo.