"No, it's not true, it's not true!"

The autumn forest, shrouded in the silence of all waiting, the trees standing motionless and towering, with the occasional faint leaf falling down.

Qi Jue Ming desperately shook the cold body of the girl in front of him, his face was extremely pale, and he was at a loss.

The girl's body was already cold, her breath was cut off, but there were no obvious external injuries, and the pale yellow gauze mist dress on her body was torn and messy, but it only covered a few important parts.

"Sister Ling...... You're kidding me......, aren't you? Wake up, wake up!"

He bit his lower lip, his hands trembling, and hot tears on his face dripped down his cheeks.

"I'm out...... I won't be afraid of myself anymore, I'm not going to make you sad anymore...... Please, please open your eyes and look at me......"

His voice choked with deep powerlessness and despair.

He crawled on the girl's body in pain and sobbed, and the skin that touched it felt only mercilessly cold.

Why do all those who are related to themselves die tragically because of themselves?

He hated, hated himself for being incompetent, hated himself for being naïve, hated himself for not being able to follow her in that short step.

It's because of my own self-righteousness, it's because I don't dare to face it.

When he was four years old, his father Qitian lost his cultivation and was sent to a small border city.

The family suddenly lost the pillar, although there is courage and the care of the master of the Temple of Wisdom Jichuan, but the distant water does not quench the thirst of the near, the two halls are separated by several cities, and Jichuan itself is also facing a lot of trouble, and he is too busy to take care of himself.

Due to the mismatch between status and resources, all of a sudden, all kinds of troubles followed.

On the same day, the elder brother of the Enlightened Soul was taken away by the Lord of the Temple of Truth and Hope, and his whereabouts were unknown, and rumors spread that he had been killed.

And two days before Qitian left, the bad news came again.

The family sent Qitian to the small city was confronted by robbers on the way, and the robbers looted all their belongings, but for fear of the family's future revenge, they killed everyone present.

Those who go on the road have no survivors.

The mother at home also heard the bad news and fell ill for a while.

Qi Jue Ming was sensible overnight, he saw through the cold of human nature, understood that strength is king, and began to cultivate like crazy to tap the potential of his body.

But time is of the essence.

Under the pressure of various places and the depression in his heart, his mother eventually passed away.

Qi Jue was grief-stricken, his parents died at the age of eight, his personality changed greatly, all his emotions were frozen, turned into a thousand-year-old iceberg, and no one should be disturbed.

There is only one person left in the huge family, but whether it is for himself or for the sake of his deceased relatives, he must tenaciously persevere, fight against the cruelty of the family, and fight against the cruelty of the world.

But fortunately, there is still a light in his world.

Qian Lingling, who was only seven years old, appeared in the life of the three-year-old Qi Jue Ming.

Obviously, she is only a seven-year-old child, but she is already very sensible, making tea, washing and cooking, and is proficient in everything, and she is deeply loved by her mother.

She has taken care of Qijue Ming for five years, and in the past five years, she has treated Qijue as if she were her own brother, and she has taken great care of her.

Qi Jue is also, in addition to his parents, he is Qian Lingling's closest person.

Now that his parents have passed away, his family has fallen into the middle, and the servants who swore allegiance for a lifetime have all fallen apart after Qitian lost his cultivation and status.

Only Qian Lingling is alone, still never abandoned, always by the side of Qi Jue Ming, giving him the only warmth and light in the darkest and most painful and difficult time of his life.

And the emotion frozen in the underworld will only show a sincere smile when facing Qian Lingling.

For him, Qian Lingling is his light, his last relative.

Once awakened, it is unstoppable.

In the face of pressure from all sides, in just a few years, Qi Jue Ming relied on his incredibly powerful body and extremely high talent to regain his foothold in this cruel world.

He regained his dignity and gained what he believed to be a true friendship and status.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.

With his talent, in another ten years, he will be able to soar into the sky like this, obtain the vacant position of the Temple Master of Glory and Punishment, and become the youngest Hall Master in the history of the family.

There is even a chance to step into the legendary ninth-order immortal powerhouse, leading the family to a new height.

But at the age of eleven, he fell into another crisis.

No matter how talented Qi Jue Wei is, after a few years, his spiritual power can only be worthy of the fourth order.

At this time, the power brought to him by his body had become more and more powerful, faintly reaching the level of the seventh order.

The force is not even controlled.

During an ordinary hunting mission, the bloody aura in his body once again spiraled out of control, hurting those closest to him.

Although the turmoil and influence of this illumination soon stopped, it did not have any impact on the status of the Enlightenment Immortal.

But this time, the loss of control of his power caused him to fall into self-doubt again.

Power is used to change this dirty world and protect the people you want to protect.

But this was supposed to be a force to protect people, but it almost killed the people he valued.

Confused, he began to fear his own power. He turned off all his tasks and spent his days curled up in his room, not taking a step. I am afraid that my power will get out of control again and hurt others.

Until...... The day when he can perfectly harness this power, he will step out of this cage that imprisons him.

But

The power of the blood body is getting stronger and stronger, and it is becoming more and more difficult to control.

At first, it was just a loss of control and destroyed some household chores, but later, the whole house was razed to the ground by him many times.

Seven days, fourteen days, months, six months, one year.

The power is getting out of control more and more easily, making the heart of the Enlightened Immortal more and more irritable and frightened.

Later, he was even afraid of the sun.

Qian Lingling saw all this.

Although that day, the loss of control of the revelation of the underworld caused a huge trauma to her heart.

But she still silently stayed by his side, hoping to share the pain in his heart.

Maybe having it all the time will give people a sense of fear.

Qi Jue was blindly immersed in his own pain, but he ignored Qian Lingling's heart.

Qian Lingling is the only light and warmth of the Enlightenment Immortal.

What's more, Qi Jue is in Qian Lingling's heart, and he is also an irreplaceable relative.

She was also a flesh-and-blood woman, a sixteen-year-old girl.

On that day, the weeping face may have touched the heart of Qi Jue.

But he still didn't have the courage to step out of the room with that warm, small hand.

Maybe he just needs a preparation, a process.

But Ling Qijue didn't expect that this would be the last time they saw each other.

"Lord Diqi, Miss Qian said in the middle of the night yesterday that she would go to the town to buy game, and she would make you a good meal and make up for it, but now the night has passed...... Miss Qian hasn't returned yet, don't worry, your lordship! My subordinates have already sent two teams of people to look for her, and I believe that someone will be found soon......"

In front of the door, a worried guard respectfully reported the situation, and after seeing the great change in Qi Jueming's face, he suddenly secretly said something bad in his heart, sped up his speech, and swore that he said.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner!"

At this time, where could he still take care of the guards in front of him, and directly stepped out of the house that he had not left for a year, and looked around in a hurry.

After half a day of searching, I finally found it.

But he didn't see his soul, he didn't see his body.

"Don't leave me...... Please......"

Qi Jue cried silently, praying like a child, gently shaking Qian Lingling's delicate body.

Naively thought that she had just accidentally lost her way, fell asleep, and was waiting for him to wake up.

He hugged Qian Lingling, shook it gently, and called her softly.

He didn't dare to speak up...... Because he was afraid of his desperate call, she still couldn't open her eyes......

"I really came out and I don't hide in my room anymore...... Sister Ling...... Qian Lingling!"

"Please...... Open your eyes and look at me, okay?"

Over and over again, over and over again.

She still lay quietly in his arms, not opening her eyes.

"Please...... You're my only relative...... I can't afford to lose you again......"

The voice of the Enlightened Immortal grew quieter and quieter, until finally he couldn't hear it clearly.

The dark clouds in the sky began to converge, like a dark rag covering the sky above, and the heavens and the earth were gradually shrouded in darkness, and the roaring thunder echoed between the heavens and the earth, dull and loud, with an indescribable emptiness.

In an instant, the heavy rain washed down, constantly knocking off the yellow leaves on the trees, and the ground was soaked and became muddy.

The two were drenched in the rain.

On the face of the Enlightenment, rain and salty tears mixed together and dripped to the ground.

"Please......"

The raindrops became faster and more chaotic, and the mist obscured the surroundings, and he could not feel the temperature of the rain at all.

Sticky, wet hair obscured his vision, and he knelt on the ground, his eyes frightened, gradually turning into despair.

He couldn't feel the temperature of his body, he couldn't even feel his body or his breath.

But why...... My chest is so uncomfortable...... My heart hurts......

He was in a trance, Qian Lingling's sweet smile seemed to flash in front of his eyes, he was suddenly shocked, and wanted to catch that smile, but he only held the pouring rain.

His pupils lost her figure, his voice lost his mind, and there was only a void left in his eyes.

No worries, no relatives, no reason.

Now in this world, he is the only one left alive......

His only warmth cooled down on this day.