Yang Xuan looked at Chen Yuanxi, who was very decadent, and for a while, it was difficult to connect him with Emperor Yuanxi, who had been in the starry sky.

He who has retired to the Jindan stage has been cultivated, and he is no different from a wasted person at this time.

"You're going to die?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Almost, probably. Chen Yuanxi picked up the wine jug again.

"I have a question for you. Yang Xuan simply went straight to the point.

"Ask!" Chen Yuanxi looked at the lake in front of him blankly.

"What happened to the Martial God back then?" Yang Xuan asked this question first.

"He wants to become the emperor, and the envoy of the evil god wants to kill the emperor, Zhang Zhongyang asked me to go out and save his life. Chen Yuanxi replied.

Yang Xuan frowned.

Could it be that Zhang Zhongyang is telling the truth?

"Why did you turn against Emperor Qingyao ten thousand years ago?" After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Xuan still asked this sentence.

Chen Yuanxi's eyes showed a look of pain, and it seemed that Yang Xuan's words directly poked at the most vulnerable place in his heart, making his whole body tremble.

"Everything is the work of the evil gods, I am bewitched by him, I hate, I hate it. Chen Yuanxi hissed wildly, his voice was hoarse, and blood flowed from his eyes.

Bewitched by evil gods?

Yang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

"I hate, I hate......" At this moment, Chen Yuanxi looked crazy, like a madman.

"Sister Qingyao, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you, I hurt you, I was wrong, sister, ......" Chen Yuanxi hammered the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Perhaps only under the tombstone of Emperor Qing Yao would he show such a posture and be so heartbroken.

Yang Xuan didn't press, just watched patiently.

After a long time, Chen Yuanxi finally quieted down, but the blood-colored tears on his face were shocking.

"Evil gods are good at demagoguery, unknowingly, controlling your mind and thoughts, doing incredible things, and by the time you realize it, it's too late. The blood and tears in Chen Yuanxi's eyes still did not disappear, and his voice trembled: "I was secretly invaded by the evil god and controlled by him, so I suddenly made a move on Sister Yao and injured her, I am a sinner." ”

Chen Yuanxi said and shed blood and tears again.

"What is the evil god?" Yang Xuan asked as he slowed his voice.

"I don't know, after all these years, I still don't know. Chen Yuanxi was almost muttering, and his eyes began to lose their lustre.

Yang Xuan felt that something was wrong, and his divine thoughts probed and found that the vitality in Chen Yuanxi's body had begun to dissipate.

This dissipation was spontaneous and did not act on external forces, which also shows that Chen Yuanxi had long been determined to die.

Yang Xuan didn't save him, since he was bent on death, then death was his best way back.

"What is the Heart of the Universe?" Yang Xuan asked quickly.

"I suspect that evil gods dwell in the heart of the universe. Chen Yuanxi muttered in reply, the wine jug beside him tilted to one side, and the wine flowed all over the ground.

"Why did the evil god bewitch you?" Yang Xuan asked again with a hurry.

However, Chen Yuanxi did not answer this time, because his whole person began to dissipate, like fluorescence, and as soon as it was blown by the wind, it scattered in all directions, floating towards the microwave lake, and then melted into it.

The night wind swept across the lake, and faintly, Yang Xuan seemed to see a woman with a fluttering figure and stretched out her hand slightly.

The fluorescence that finally melted into the surface of the lake vaguely turned into Chen Yuanxi's appearance, and he muttered: "Sister Yao......"

In the next moment, all illusions disappeared, and heaven and earth returned to peace.

Looking at the lake that had returned to calm, Yang Xuan was silent for a long time.

The feeling of loneliness came back to his heart, like flowing water, and surrounded him tightly.

Chen Yuanxi died.

This time, probably, should, and seemed to be really dead, turned into fluorescent, and went to confess to Sister Yao in his mouth.

The two emperors of the human race, the love and feud spanning 10,000 years, at this moment, seem to have come to an end.

Perhaps, it's not perfect, but there is an ending after all.

The arm moved slightly, and on the stone mountain in the distance, a huge bluestone flew over in the air and was directly inserted next to the tombstone of Emperor Qingyao.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuan's fingers moved slightly, and on the bluestone, several big characters appeared: The Tomb of the Emperor Yuanxi.

The stele is completed, and the small stele represents Chen Yuanxi's brilliant but tragic life.

After thinking about it, Yang Xuan stretched out his hand again, and the stone tablet shattered, turned into powder in the sky, and floated towards the lake.

Perhaps, Chen Yuanxi doesn't need this, he just wants to sleep quietly in this lake without anyone knowing, and never be disturbed.

The wine jug flew up, and was also thrown into the lake by Yang Xuan, and after splashing the water, it slowly sank.

As the last bit of evidence that Chen Yuanxi is here, it has also been erased, maybe from now on, he will really disappear between the stars and never be mentioned again.

"Goodbye!"

Yang Xuan arched his hand lightly.

The surface of the lake wrinkled with waves, as if in response to his voice.

In the night, in the fog of the forest, another voice sounded.

"You should say goodbye. ”

Yang Xuan took a deep breath, turned around slowly, and what caught his eye was an emperor wearing a dragon robe and a golden crown and jade belt.

Lord of the Imperial Court.

"Should I call you Lord of the Imperial Court, or Lord Emissary?"

After a while, he asked.

The Lord of the Imperial Court slowly walked down from the air step by step and stood in front of Yang Xuan.

"It's all right, whatever you want. He said.

At this time, the moonlight and starry sky above Qingyao Star had disappeared, and the sky and earth seemed to fall into darkness.

But there was a glimmer of light on the tombstone of Emperor Qingyao, reflected on the faces of the two of them.

"Emperor Qingyao should be the first person of the human race. The Lord of the Imperial Court suddenly spoke.

Yang Xuan didn't respond to his words, but just asked, "What is the envoy doing here?"

The Lord of the Imperial Court smiled faintly: "Originally, I just came to see Chen Yuanxi on a ride, but I didn't expect to meet Emperor Tianxuan, which is really a coincidence." ”

"I'm afraid it's not a coincidence. Yang Xuan said lightly: "From the moment I left the blazing spark, wasn't the envoy already looking at me?"

"Oh, how do you know I'm watching you?" the Lord of the Imperial Court looked curious.

"My instincts, my instincts have always been accurate. Yang Xuan replied.

"The Terrans are truly a race of talents. The Lord of the Imperial Court sighed: "Emperor Qingyao, Emperor Yuanxi, Zhang Zhongyang, Fang Rongxuan, Martial God, and you, the famous Tianxuan Emperor, in just over 10,000 years, the Great Emperors of the Human Race have emerged one after another, which is an extremely terrifying thing in any race." ”

Yang Xuan was silent and did not speak.

"But it's all from the human race, what's the matter?" the lord of the imperial court shook his head and sighed.

"Why can't the human race be an emperor?" Yang Xuan looked at him and asked word by word.

This is the crux of the matter, everything that happened to the human race is happening in the four words "no emperor" of the human race.

"Who knows?" the lord of the imperial court shrugged his shoulders rarely: "My master ordered it like this, as for why he didn't let the human race become emperor, how would I know?"

"Your master?" Yang Xuan's eyes half-narrowed: "Evil God?"

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