Suddenly, Bai Ningxi's heart sank suddenly, and her expression began to become a little overwhelmed, Nankong Qian only cared about Lin Shuihan, and didn't notice Bai Ningxi's expression at this time, "I'll go in and take a look at Lin Shuihan." After he said that, he skipped Bai Ningxi and walked directly into the house, came to Lin Shuihan's side, looking at his sad appearance that had been lowering his eyes, he consciously knelt down with him, kowtowed to Lin Shu, and then looked at the cold corpse on the bed and said:

"Sister, although we have only met a few times, but I am really happy to know you, I have always regarded you as my own sister, and now you have unfortunately suffered an accident, I am the same as Lin Shuihan, I am very sad, but don't worry, after you are not there, I will help you take good care of Lin Shuihan, so that you can rest assured." ”

Nan Kongqian looked at Lin Shu and said seriously and sincerely, even Lin Shuihan on the side couldn't help but shed a tear, Nankong Qian kowtowed to Lin Shu again, and then turned his gaze to Lin Shuihan's body, he slowly raised his hand, put it on his shoulder with some caution, and comforted him and said:

"Lin Shuihan, don't be sad, I know that Sister Lin Shu is your only relative, but now, people can't be resurrected after death, no matter how sad you are, it won't help, so can you cheer up a little, no matter what, I will always be by your side." ”

Before the words fell, Lin Shuihan raised his eyes to look at him, there was both gratitude and emotion in his eyes, he tried hard to squeeze out a smile, faced Nankong Qian and said: "Thank you, Nan Kongqian, I know what you mean, it's just that I want to be alone for a while now, so, can you let me stay alone for a while? Even if it's for a moment, I just want to be quiet." ”

His voice seemed to be a little hoarse, and the slightly pleading tone and his lost haggard face made Nankongqian's heart tremble suddenly, and he pursed his lips, knowing that he wanted to be alone at this time, so he nodded, agreed, and got up to leave.

And outside the house, Bai Ningxi was standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking up at the sky, her eyes were empty and confused, helpless and desperate, and her heart was completely shattered by the words that were shallow in the south, I thought that he would still have a chance of life after returning to the Qilin Gate, but ...... ...... he died?

"Am I killing someone completely?" she stared at the sky blankly, muttering to herself in place, her tone mixed with countless melancholy and sourness, I am, kill someone. She lowered her eyes helplessly, and slowly closed her eyes......

Everything is still going on, the elders are still saving people, and those disciples are still guarding the door to protect the Dharma, the next day, Lin Shuihan took Lin Shu's body step by step down the mountain, returned to the Lin family, and buried his sister in the courtyard behind the Lin family, he knew that this home, no one will live in the future, and the person who used to wait for him to go home and eat together will no longer exist.

Even if it is, let's go back to the roots. He thought in his heart, sister, you can sleep here for a long time, you don't have to worry about your livelihood anymore, you can sleep in peace, until the sky is old and the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and no one will come to disturb your peace again.

And Bai Ningxi and Nankong Qian have been by his side from beginning to end, watching him dig the ground with his own hands, watching him, and burying his only remaining relatives in this world.

What a sad and pitiful scene it was, when Lin Shuihan looked at Lin Shu's grave and couldn't help crying loudly and blaming himself, why did God always have to be so cruel, always let people realize the loss after they lost, why did they always have to make people realize how important they were to themselves after they lost, why did they always remember why they didn't cherish it before and regret not cherishing it before when they realized how important it was to lose something?

Nankong Qian suddenly thought of his father who was far away in Dongchen, and he didn't know how he was now, since he came to Qilin Gate, he didn't seem to have written to his father, as if when he lived in the Nan family before, it was a constraint for him, and after leaving the Nan family and coming to Qilin Gate, it was as if he broke free and regained his freedom, but he forgot that what allowed him to live freely and freely and live the life he wanted was all because of his father.

Thinking of this, Nankong Qian couldn't help but feel a little guilty in his heart, after going back, he immediately wrote a letter to Nan Fengzhu, the letter said a lot of things that happened to the Qilin Gate, including everything he encountered, and he met the third uncle in the snow mountain who knew the secret art of the prophet, he wrote it in the letter, originally just wanted to tell his father that everything was fine, but unconsciously he kept writing and writing, as if there were endless words.

It was a breezy and cool night, Lin Shuihan sat alone on the stone steps at the gate of the Qilin Gate, quietly overlooking the foot of the mountain, it seemed that from this place, he could see the village at the foot of the mountain, he could see the home that once belonged to him in the village, and he could see his former sister, who was busy cooking on the edge of the stove.

Looking at the dark black under the mountain, Lin Shuihan couldn't help but conjure up a light blue aura at his fingertips, and then released it, and suddenly, a blue starlight slowly rose, floating in the air, blown by the wind, supported by him, pinned on by thoughts and hopes, and sent to the sky bit by bit by the good blessings in his heart.

"Sister, I hope you are all right in the other world. Lin Shuihan looked at the starlight and smiled slightly, then lowered his eyes, and the smile seemed to have been relieved of this matter, Lin Shu, the sister who once brought him up, was once his only relative in this world, and now, finally, completely left him.

"Lin Shuihan. I don't know when, Bai Ningxi suddenly walked to his side and sat on the steps with him, "I've been looking for you for a long time, what are you doing here?" Lin Shuihan smiled lightly, "It's quiet here, want to sit here for a while, what about you?"

"I'm with you. Bai Ningxi said as a matter of course, Lin Shuihan smiled dotingly, "Thank you, Mu Li." ”

"What are you polite to me, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to think about it for a while, and I'm afraid that you will do something stupid. ”

Lin Shuihan smiled but did not speak.

"By the way, there's something I want to tell you. Seeing Lin Shuihan's silent smile, Bai Ningxi felt a little comforted in her heart, but at the same time, she still suppressed one thing in her heart, this matter still had to be said and told to him.

"What's the matter?"

"Your senior brother Li Xuan...... He's dead. Bai Ningxi paused, and finally said this fact heavily, "I know, I remember, that day, it was I who cast a spell to freeze his feet with a cold heart chain, and then conjured a cold ice cone to kill him, I remember it, but I didn't expect it at the time, I ...... It's going to be him, I'm ...... I really didn't expect ......"

Bai Ningxi was still talking about this matter very calmly, but somehow, she became more and more excited, more and more incoherent, Lin Shuihan immediately hugged her without saying a word, and held her firmly in his arms, at that moment, all Bai Ningxi's nervousness and helplessness were drowned in his chest, and the just right amount of warmth couldn't help but make her feel at ease.

"It's okay, Mu Li, don't worry, it's not your fault in this matter, I believe that they won't blame you, no matter what happens, I will be by your side." Lin Shuihan gently stroked her back and said, Bai Ningxi couldn't help but feel relieved, as if she was holding him quietly like this, she didn't have to think about anything, just stay quietly, she even began to covet the warmth in her arms......

Two days and two nights passed, and the head and the elders finally walked out of the Jinghua Hall and the council hall, their faces were relieved, looking at their appearance, everyone knew that Xiao Yuan and Li Shiran were fine.

But things didn't get better, Elder Hei exhausted his lifelong cultivation to save Xiao Yuan's life, and his spiritual power was seriously depleted and could not be repaired, plus he was stabbed by Ze Tong later, and his spiritual power had already been exhausted;

Overnight, the two best disciples in the Qilin Sect became wasted.

The disciples who went to protect the Dharma learned about this matter, so they exchanged heads and ears in the council room, you and I said a word, and the words were full of lamentation and regret, and later, this matter spread and spread to Lin Shuihan's ears.

At that time, Nankong Qian was in Lin Shuihan's room and asked him why he went to the Demon Realm for no reason after disappearing from the Snow Mountain, and when they heard the disciples outside talking about it, they were all deeply shocked, and they couldn't believe that Xiao Yuan and Li Shiran would actually ......

Although it is extremely unbelievable, but the wood is already in the boat, it cannot be changed, the elders also sigh pity, Liuye is even more self-blame, facing the black elder who has exhausted his lifelong cultivation, he is ashamed in his heart, if he hadn't let Xiao Yuan and Li Shiran go to the demon realm, maybe such a thing would not have happened, but the black elder did not blame him, just said lightly, in the Qilin, his life is not his own.

In the unicorn, life is out of your own hands.

This sentence seems to summarize what the Qilin disciples have done in this life, and it seems that it is not worth mentioning behind this sentence, as if it is a trivial matter, and after that, it is to go with the wind, and everything is fate.

Xiao Yuan became like this, it was fate, Li Shiran became like this, it was fate, when they went to the demon world together, it was fate, everything was destined to be good, the destiny of heaven was like this, even if it was free, no matter how good or bad the result was, it was still his own life after all.