What Chu Yun hates the most is the feeling of powerlessness now.

Just like in the previous life, facing the oppression of Hongmen, watching Yuqi being taken away by Xiao Han, watching his parents die, watching his loved ones leave him one by one, but he couldn't do anything.

I can only helplessly watch the red face disappear and watch my relatives pass away.

That feeling is really like a knife stab, and it is so heartbreaking.

Therefore, Chu Yun in the previous life, after worshipping the Yunyang Sect, would be so hard.

When others are talking about love, he is cultivating.

While others were playing in the mountains and rivers, he was also cultivating.

When other people's children would make soy sauce, he was still practicing.

At that time, Chu Yun gave up everything and spent all his time on cultivation.

What is he for?

It is to be able to do something one day, when the person you want to protect is in danger.

The feeling of powerlessness at the beginning, he really didn't want to experience it a second time.

But Chu Yun never expected that after two lifetimes and thousands of years, this feeling of powerlessness would once again deeply grasp Chu Yun.

He was enveloped by the power of space, and he fell little by little like in that passage. In the sight, Fairy Zixi was holding a long piano, and resolutely walked into the sword river and sword sea in front of him, and stood with the man he liked without hesitation.

"Xi'er, until now, haven't you given up?"

"After so many years, has the emperor treated you badly?"

"Why? Why did you betray me in the end?"

"Even now, you'd rather die with Gu Jianhe, but you don't want to change your mind. ”

"Even, for him, you even want to do it to the emperor?"

After splitting the ancient sword river with one sword, Xing Jiutian looked at the Zixi Fairy who had entered the battle with the violin, but his eyes were red, and the anger in his heart was only like a flame boiling fiercely.

In this life, what a man hates the most is undoubtedly the woman he loves and betrays him.

Just like the Zixi Fairy at this time, you can imagine how strong Xing Jiutian's anger was at this time?

However, in the face of Xing Jiutian's monstrous anger, Fairy Zixi was so calm.

The red lips are like fire, the eyebrows and eyes are like ink, and the three thousand green silks are chaotic like snow in the wind.

She held a seven-foot piano in her hand, stepped on the river, stepped on the ice, and looked at Xing Jiutian so lightly: "It was you who betrayed Jianhe, and it was you who took advantage of the danger of people and murdered Jianhe by villainous means." ”

"When I married you, I was also forced by your relatives and friends in Jianhe. ”

"Between you and me, there has been no love from the beginning, so why betray?"

"On the contrary, it is you, Jianhe treats you as a brother and treats you as a brother. After all these years, haven't you ever felt guilty?"

Fairy Zixi was expressionless and asked coldly at Xing Jiutian.

Xing Jiutian smiled: "Haha~"

"Xi'er, you're right, I forced you, and I did it all myself. ”

"It's been a thousand years, you and I have been together day and night for a thousand years, it turns out that in your eyes, we still have no affection at all. ”

"I thought time would change your mind. ”

"I was wrong, I was wrong. ”

"I should have known that when you chose to marry me in order to protect Gu Jianhe's relatives and friends, I should have died for you. ”

Xing Jiutian laughed, his face was magnificent, and he was full of self-deprecation.

Between sneering, Xing Jiutian turned his head to look at the Wine Sword Immortal again: "Gu Jianhe, in terms of women, I, Xing Jiutian, am not as good as you!"

"But what if you get Xi'er's heart?"

"Today, the emperor beheaded both of you. ”

"Since you love each other so much, the emperor will do as you wish. ”

"Let you two die together!"

In Sen Ran's sneer, the long knife in his hand lit up again.

The power of the Tribulation surged wildly, and a red match immediately pierced the void.

There was a stab.

The river under his feet is broken, and the ice in front of him is cracking.

Between the heavenly rivers, I saw a river of knives sweeping. With unparalleled might, he slashed at the Wine Sword Fairy and the Zixi Fairy.

Xing Jiutian's knife is undoubtedly unreserved.

The power of the three realms is all gathered on this sword.

The knife river is out, and the world is absolutely unavailable.

The Wine Sword Fairy's face immediately changed drastically, his figure flashed, and then he appeared in front of the Zixi Fairy, blocking him behind him.

"Xi'er, let's go!"

"Let's go!!"

The Wine Sword Fairy's face was pale, and he was anxious, and roared angrily at the Zixi Fairy.

However, under the Sword River, in the face of the anxious and angry drinking of the Wine Sword Fairy, the Zixi Fairy shook his head and smiled.

"Jianhe, I'm not leaving. ”

"You don't have to persuade anymore. ”

"Have you forgotten that you promised me that no matter life or death, I will be by your side. ”

"Xiaoyun still knows that being a man must be a man of his word. Could it be that you, who are a teacher, are not even as good as a disciple, and you want to break your word?"

Fairy Zixi looked up and said with a soft smile. In those beautiful eyes, they are full of affection and affection.

"But Xi'er, you..."

Gu Jianhe's face was full of unbearability.

He really couldn't bear to see his woman accompany him to death.

However, before Gu Jianhe finished speaking, Fairy Zixi was born and interrupted Gu Jianhe's words.

"Jianhe, let me stay with you, okay?"

Zixi Fairy's beautiful eyes were glowing with inexplicable light, and her beautiful face was soft and content.

Perhaps, for her, being able to accompany Jiujian Immortal to the last moment is the happiest thing in her life.

"Hey~" Jiujian Fairy finally let out a long sigh, he reached out and hugged Zixi Fairy into his arms, but on his old face, there were two lines of tears left.

If you have a daughter like this, what more can a husband ask for?

"That's it. ”

"Xi'er, today, it should be the last battle between you and me. ”

The wine sword fairy sighed, and then raised his sword, and his chic and uninhibited voice immediately resounded in the sky.

"Xi'er, do you still remember the song "Thousand Mountains Sword Song"?

"Please madam, for my ancient sword river, I am playing a song, a thousand mountains sword song!"

A thousand years ago, there were beautiful women stroking the piano, and heroes dancing swords.

A thousand years later, this scene is happening again.

It's just that the beauty is no longer young, and the hero is already dying.

However, as long as the person is still there, the song is still there, then the sword is still there!

Between the heavenly rivers, there is a fierce dance in the wind.

Above the river, thousands of miles of ice and snow drifting.

In the wind and snow, the Zixi fairy has a green skirt, and the elegance is peerless!

The green jade fingers caressed the long qin, and the strings of the heavenly peerless piano trembled violently.

The sound of the piano is like a tide, stirring the world.

In the moment the song sounded, the world seemed to be quiet.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear!

Such a piano music should really only exist in heaven!

This song was specially created by the Zixi Fairy for the Wine Sword Immortal back then, the Thousand Mountains Sword Trick Song.

And with the help of this qin song, the body of the wine sword fairy also flew straight for nine days, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the blue light burst out, and the sword trick of a thousand mountains reappeared in the world.

The sword borrows the curved momentum, and the song helps the wind!

At this moment, the sword intent of the Wine Sword Immortal swept across the four seas.

And the majestic and majestic words of the Wine Sword Immortal were also like surging from the ancient desolation, and they filled the four directions of the world in an instant.

"One sword, a thousand mountains!"

"Two swords, broken mountains and rivers!"

"Three swords, wind and clouds!"

"Four swords, star wheeling!"

......

Under the sea of clouds, the beautiful woman played a song with tears.

On the top of the heavenly river, the hero weeps blood and wields his sword.

The sunset on this day is like blood, and the wind and snow on this day are like knives.

The world at this moment is so tragic.

At the last moment before Chu Yun disappeared, he only saw the old man in the twilight, holding a sword, like a heroic knight, with supreme might, blooming immortal power, and resolutely slashed with Xing Jiutian's attack.

The wind was roaring and the snow was falling.

The rivers collapsed, and the endless ice and snow were reduced to powder and evaporated into nothingness.

The sky here, under such collisions, is almost a landslide and the ground cracks.

And in the wind and snow, the stunning fairy still played the piano wildly.

The intoxicating sound of the piano, the peerless piano music, is like a tide flowing through the heavens and the earth.

Like, the hollow valley is absolutely sound!

However, after a long time, the strings eventually broke.

Puff~

The beautiful woman's delicate body trembled, and a mouthful of red blood poured out, all of which was spit on the long qin.

Between the snow, the smear of red blood is so dazzling!

"Shi Niang~"

"Wine Sword Fairy~"

Chu Yun shouted in grief, but then disappeared into the depths of that time and space.

Not far away, the strong men from all walks of life who were rushing to hear the sound were all stunned and stood in place.

Qin Yin looked into the distance, unconsciously burst into tears.

Lu Xuexin's face was pale, and Xia Lan's delicate body trembled.

The rest of the crowd was also full of shock and trembling.

"Is this the power of a peerless powerhouse?"

In the deep forest, Mu Guyan's face was full of tears, and he rushed frantically towards the stormy land.

At the same time, no one knew that in the deep mountains thousands of miles away, a mysterious old man was also like the wind, galloping.

"Yunyang, you must, you have to hold on!"

The man roared in his heart.

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