The night is cold and deep.

At this time, it is less than an hour before the arrival of the Gregorian New Year.

Kunlun Mountain, towering into the clouds, straight into the sky.

Under Kunlun, everyone was watching, looking at the road to the sky.

Many people come to walk this road tonight, thinking that he will lead to heaven. But now it seems that it is just a hell to which it leads.

Even the Demon King of Chu was no exception.

He went all the way, crossing 10,000 layers of immortal ladders and cutting the world's heroes.

But so what, he still went to hell.

A sword pierced through the chest by the snow, and it was the left chest, where the heart existed, and pierced directly. Even if he is a strong person on the heavenly list, he is afraid that he will definitely die.

Looking at the blood slowly dripping from the fairy road, under Kunlun, some people are sad and some people are happy. Some cheered, others teary-eyed.

Between the stars, there are dots of brilliance. The holy light slowly flowed, and the snow at this time was really like the god of the world, ethereal and majestic, otherworldly, and did not stir up a trace of dust.

She still held the sword and didn't draw it, just stood there, looking at the young man in front of her with ruthless and cold eyes. There is no joy or sorrow on his stunning face, there is no emotion, and there seems to be no pleasure in killing the enemy.

"Do you regret it?"

"You have countless chances to kill me. But you're stupidly missing out. ”

After a long time, the cold sound of snow shining was heard.

Under the seven-foot sword, the young man looked down at the sword that pierced his heart, his pale lips moved, and he actually smiled.

He struggled to look up at her.

Then, I saw that at the top of the nine heavens, between the stars, there was a young man, standing with his hands in his hands, sneering proudly.

Once, this was Chu Yun's signature move. But at the beginning, this majestic action, at this moment, Chu Yun, who was covered in blood, did it again, and it was so tragic.

What emotions were in that weak voice. A faint chuckle suddenly resounded throughout the world: "I, Chu Yunyang, have acted all my life and have never regretted it." ”

The words fell, and the Chu Demon King, who was terrifying the world, took one last look at the thousands of miles of stars, and finally glanced at the vast number of living beings.

Like a king at the end of his rope, before he died, he was reminiscing about the glory of the past.

Then his gradually dimming gaze fell on Xue Zhao again, and he stretched out his hand hard, and a blue light long sword appeared in Chu Yun's hand.

"Xue'er, after I die, this Tiancong Cloud Sword will be returned to its original owner. ”

Chu Yun smiled faintly, and then his body trembled violently. A mouthful of red blood spit out again, but Chu Yun finally couldn't hold it anymore, his body trembled, and then he fell into Xue Zhao's arms.

On this night, the galaxy is thousands of miles.

This night, the sky was full of sunshine.

Nine days away, a meteor crossed the sky and fell into the territory of Huaxia, as if to herald the fall of immortals!

However, at the moment when Chu Yun fell into Xue Zhao's arms, no one noticed that the originally cold and unearthly Xue Zhao Heavenly God's delicate body trembled violently.

With her head bowed slightly, she looked at the young man in her arms, the delicate face, the familiar and unfamiliar face. Suddenly, Xue Zhao only felt that something in the bottom of his heart cracked, and sour water flowed out.

Immediately afterwards, a sadness as rich as the abyssal sea suddenly swept from the depths of her heart like a tide.

The next moment, under everyone's shocked faces, I saw that the first place on the heavenly list who had killed the Chu Demon King with his own hands, the sun and the snow shining on the gods, actually banged, knelt down to the ground in front of the young man in his arms.

The long skirt touched the ground, and the delicate body was paralyzed.

At this time, the snow shines on the gods, and there is no longer the slightest majesty and coldness, and there is only a sadness that is as rich as the abyssal sea.

"Master~"

What kind of sorrow and remorse is contained in that mournful call.

Tears flowed for a long time, and the mournful cry echoed through the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, a thousand mountains trembled, and the heavens and the earth were extinct!

The surging sadness filled the whole world in an instant. Wherever it was swept, the grass and trees fell, and the mountains and rocks cracked.

It's like snow shines, and I want to let this world bury this young man.

"It's... What's going on?"

"Xue Zhaoshen killed the Chu Demon King, why are you still kneeling there?"

"Looks like you're still crying?"

Aoki Kawa stared at him with a turbulent wave sweeping in his heart.

Agan Luo's face was full of disbelief, he just felt that everything was too ridiculous.

The black dog in the distance was also stunned: "Could it be that the Enma Seal has failed?"

On the immortal road, the demon king has fallen. The peerless woman was spread to the ground, holding the young man in her arms, crying loudly. Tears raged all over his face, crying like a child.

Like countless reincarnations in history, when the Red Flame Dao people pierced the chest of their most beloved woman with a sword, it was nothing more than that.

Everyone was stunned when they looked at this scene.

Is she still a snow god?

Is she still a Japanese faith?

Is she still number one on the list?

Who would have thought that the god of Xuezhao, who was peerless in the world, would actually hold the Chu Demon King and cry like a child.

"Xuezhao, what are you crying about?"

"You killed Chu Yun, you have made a great contribution, stand up, and declare your glory like a victor. ”

"The host will be proud of you!"

"Quick, stab him again. ”

"Cut off Chu Yun's head. Galle Dupont roared loudly in the distance.

But Xue Zhao turned a deaf ear and was not indifferent at all. Still holding her master, she wept sadly.

No one can understand her current state of mind, she actually killed her master, killed her most beloved master.

When she saw Chu Yun fall in her arms, at that moment, she only felt that the whole world had no color.

Like a monarch who lost her whole world at this time.

As if history has repeated itself countless times, when the Red Flame Daoist led the demon slaves under the Yan Demon to kill the world, the Red Flame Daoist slashed the woman he loved.

At that time, the people of Chiyan Dao were probably in the same state of mind as Xuezhao at this time.

"Hey..."

"It's late, it's too late. ”

"If you had been sober a minute earlier, it wouldn't have ended like this, would you?"

"It's getting late. ”

"Dead, all dead..."

The black dog looked sad and let out a long sigh.

It could tell that Xue Zhao was out of control.

But so what, tragedy has happened, and everything is irreparable.

Chu Yun is already dead, and even if Xue Zhao regains his senses, it will not help at all.

Chu Yun is already dead, he was pierced through his heart by Xuezhao, and there is no way to live.

"Yao'er, I'm sorry. Brother Long has done his best. ”

The black dog was extremely discouraged and lost at this time. This kind of emotion is extremely rare in the long life of a black dog. The last time the black dog was so lost was when Lord Qingdi left them alone to fight the alien race and died.

"Hey..."

"It's too late. ”

"It's too late..."

The black dog shook his head incessantly, and then slowly turned around, ready to leave with great loss and sadness.

Chu Yun is dead, and there is no point in it staying here any longer.

In other words, it no longer makes any sense for him to stay on Earth.

Chu Yun is dead, and the earth is no longer concerned, and the black dog feels that it is time to leave the earth with his Yao'er and step into the immortal land.

After the black dog turned to leave, Nie Nantian and the others were also full of sadness.

Chu Yun broke through Zeus, the tomb god, and Zhang Zhengfu, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of the snow god in the end.

At the moment of Chu Yun's death, Nie Nantian knew, the Sword Saint also knew, and Puno and Sutton even more knew.

"Earth, it's really hopeless. ”

Nie Nantian and the others were full of grief, with regret and sadness in their hearts.

Faintly, there was a little wetness in the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, no one at the foot of Kunlun Mountain said hello.

Even Agan Luo, Aoki Chuan and the others had extremely ugly faces because of Xue Zhaoshen's gaffe.

Especially Aoki Chuan, he couldn't accept that the god of faith in their Japanese country cried so sadly because of a bastard boy that he didn't care about any of his own images, which made him feel deeply ridiculous.

"Xue Zhaoshen, you killed the Chu Demon King, you should be happy, you should be proud, you shouldn't cry for this kind of Demon King. ”

"He is the public enemy of our country, he deserves to die, he deserves to be broken into thousands of pieces, how can you cry for her and be crazy for her?"

Aoki Chuan roared angrily.

When everyone was sighing and sighing, but no one noticed that under the fairy road, a graceful and luxurious figure had already stepped in.

She kept crawling along the fairy road, her stunning face was full of tears, and at this time only Chu Yun's bloody face was left in her mind.

She was extremely flustered, even when her teacher Zao Wou-Ki died at the hands of Chu Yun, Qin Yun was not as flustered as she is now.

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