Just when the giant golden palm was about to hit Cangxu, it suddenly exploded in the air, and golden spiritual energy rained down from the entire sky.
"Beidou, you have crossed the line!" An old voice sounded in the sky.
"Fengdu, Cangxu violated the rules we set, why did you protect him?"
"If you make a mistake, you will be punished, but since it is in my territory, I will handle it."
"Fengdu!" A roar rang out from the sky.
"You want to fight?" the old voice sounded again.
"Okay, I'll give you Fengdu face, but you must give us an explanation for this matter. If there is no satisfactory answer, a war between the two worlds will be inevitable. After all, what he made is not a small mistake!"
Then the giant golden hand gathered in the air again, reached out and grabbed the eight immortals, and disappeared into the sky.
"Alas~Cangxu, I didn't expect you to come this far!"
Hearing this voice, Cangxu's lips trembled slightly. He did not expect that Emperor Fengdu would actually take action for him.
He knew what a big mistake he had made, and what he wanted to do would even cause a war between the underworld and heaven, but even so, Emperor Fengdu was willing to come forward to protect him.
Thinking of his past betrayal, Cang Xu felt filled with self-blame.
Looking at the sky, Cangxu knelt down on the ground and started kowtowing "bang bang bang":
"Your Majesty, Cangxu is willing to take responsibility for everything he has done. He is willing to lose his soul and will never be a drag on the underworld."
"Alas~" A sigh appeared in the sky again.
"Let's settle the funeral and go!"
"Thank you so much, Emperor!" Cangxu kowtowed a few times again, stood up resolutely, and walked towards the Fujun Palace.
...
In the royal palace, Cangxu was wearing a splendid royal robe, and in his arms was a charming woman.
"Do you know how to write it?"
In front of him, the historian dipped his pen and slowly raised it with trembling hands:
"My king, do you really want to do this?"
Cangxu nodded calmly. In order not to drag down the thousands of creatures on the land of Cangxu, he knew that he had to make a choice.
The sad historian finally wrote on the paper:
Cangxu, the Lord of Cangxu Great Region, killed Yuanxu Lord to seize the throne. During his reign, he squeezed the lives of Cangxu and indulged in womanizing all day long. He was shameless as a king and even more ambitious. He wanted to stir up Immortal Yin by himself.
During the war, these evil deeds can be learned by all the creatures in Cangxu. After the discussion of all the forces in Cangxu, he was deposed as the king of the mansion and was despised by everyone...
After finishing writing, the historian took a deep breath and handed the paper to Cangxu.
Cangxu glanced at it, with a trace of sadness on his face, and then nodded:
"Notify all Cangxu regions and warn future generations that evil people like Cangxu will be eliminated, and heaven and earth will celebrate together!"
After the historian left, Cangxu looked at the beautiful woman in his eyes, with a hint of tenderness in the corners of his eyes.
"You have been running for thousands of years, but you have to become an evil king who is despised by future generations. Do you regret it?" The woman leaned on Cangxu's arms and blinked her beautiful eyes.
"As long as you don't abandon me, it doesn't matter if you are despised by millions of people, this life will be worth it."
The woman smiled slightly, her eyes full of love: "Don't leave me behind this time."
"I'm worried about leaving you if we go together this time."
When the woman heard this, her charming eyes revealed happiness, and she reached out and picked up the wine glass from the table:
"Belatedly let me have a drink and marry you. Would you like me to marry me?"
"Pick!"
Cangxu also picked up the wine glass, and their wrists met.
...
After drinking a glass of wine, the bodies of the two slowly turned to stone. At the moment before death, they were still embracing each other, but their faces were full of smiles.
Perhaps leaving together is the best relief in this hundred thousand years of running.
"Alas~" the old sigh sounded again in the hall.
"Cangxu, I will send you to the six realms of reincarnation. From now on, your worldly affairs will be nothing more than that."
Then the two souls were extracted from the petrified body and disappeared into the air.
...
Six Paths of Reincarnation, Naihe Bridge.
The woman looked at the soup handed to her by Mrs. Meng, a trace of recollection flashed in her eyes, and then she reached out to take it and drank it all in one gulp.
But when he closed his eyes, Cangxu's figure appeared in his mind again.
"Love is deeply rooted, but this road can only be passed by letting go of the past. He has already passed it, and he only drank a bowl!"
A few tears rolled down Xian Kemei's eyes, and she reached out towards Po Meng again: "Have another bowl. I want to follow him, and we will be together in the next life."
Po Meng couldn't bear it, but she still handed over a bowl.
After drinking this bowl of Wangchuan water, Xianke suddenly squatted by the bridge and cried with his head in his arms:
"I still can't forget him!"
Looking at the crying Xianke, Po Meng sighed: "That's all, I'll help you forget him."
A ball of pure Wangchuan water spirit appeared in the palm of Po Meng's hand, and gently handed it to the crying Xianke:
"Drink it, drink it and forget it!"
...
After Xianke drank the pure Wangchuan water, she slowly stood up and walked forward dully, but tears kept falling from her eyes for some unknown reason.
She felt as if she had lost something important, but she couldn't remember it.
At this time, a figure appeared next to Po Meng. He looked at the woman's figure walking away affectionately until she gradually disappeared at the end...
"Have you decided?" Po Meng looked at Cangxu and asked.
"This time the fault is all mine. If I am thrown into the six realms of reincarnation, what is the difference between that and forgiveness? This mistake has been made. One person has to do the work and one person is responsible for it. The only way to atone is for the soul to die. I don't want to implicate Emperor Fengdu, let alone cause any trouble.
The battle between two worlds."
Looking at Cangxu with a determined look on her face, Po Meng couldn't help but let out a long sigh, stretched out her hand and opened the Wangchuan Gate under the Wangchuan River:
"Now that you are gone and gone, Cangxu will no longer exist in this world, but I, Mrs. Meng, will remember you!"
Cangxu nodded and walked towards Wangchuan Gate resolutely.
At the moment when Cangxu's figure was about to be swallowed up by the Wangchuan Gate, Po Meng's voice sounded again:
"A hundred generations of evil fate, Cangxu, I will finally help you awaken the memory of your past life and take a look at your past love. This is the last thing the old woman can do."
The light in front of him became stronger and stronger, and at the last moment, figures appeared one after another. Cangxu saw his own reincarnation, and tears couldn't help but fall.
It turns out that she has always been around.
In the first life, I was a king. Even though I ruled the world and had picturesque mountains and rivers, I could not match his cinnabar-like features and peerless elegance.
In the second life, I am a general. Even though I have spent half my life with glory and strength, I will never be as good as her with black hair and black hair and a smile like a flower.
In the third life, I am a knight. Even if I wield my sword to the end of the world and become famous all over the world, I will never be as good as her, waving her sleeves and wearing Tsinghua University.
In the fourth life, I am a piano player. Even if I beat the prosperous world and play elegantly, I will never be able to compare with her clear and graceful voice and flashy music.
In the fifth life, as a monk, even if I am pure in heart and desire, and sing poems about Buddhism, I will eventually be defeated by her dark eyebrows, and I will be startled and deviated.
In the sixth life, I am a minister of the state. Even if I leave my name in the history books, I am upright and unrestrained, I will not be able to compete with her who has her hair tied up on the dressing table and appliques on the mirror.
In the seventh life, I was a scholar. Even though I was prosperous, decorated with brocades, and became famous, I could not match her graceful handwriting and smooth writing.
In the eighth life, I am a farmer, even if there are peach blossoms ten miles away and mulberry fields planted late in the evening, I will eventually be no match for her knotted ropes in the ends of her hair and the red glow of her wedding dress.
In the ninth life, I am a painter. Even though it is hard to find good paintings and I can spend a lot of money for a painting, I will eventually lose to her, who only holds the house and cooks tea with cloth and chopsticks.
...
In this life, I am the king of the palace. Even if I have millions of evil soldiers and thousands of good generals, I will eventually be no match for her. She looks back and smiles, like the passing of time.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The soul is gradually melting and tearing under the River of Forgetfulness, but even the pain of losing one's soul is far less than the pain of lovesickness in hundreds of reincarnations.
Her pale white hair danced, and she looked up to the sky and smiled, but her laughter contained the deep pain of missing her for a lifetime.
After all, in this life, the bad fate is broken...
At the last moment when his soul was torn apart, Cangxu's face still showed that reluctance...
