This person, who knows how many regrets, regrets, and unfulfilled wishes he has spent his life here?

I just saw Pei Yuanxiu's face, which was getting paler and paler every moment, as if the ice and snow around him had soaked into his body, and the last bit of warmth he had 'drained', he looked down at Nangong Jinhong, and his originally shining eyes suddenly dried up.

It was as if someone had suddenly 'sucked' something out of him.

For example, warmth, for example, affection......

What about this person next to me? If he leaves like this, what will he take with him?

Thinking of this, I lowered my head a little dazedly, looking at Yan Wu's 'desire', probably because his skin was originally pale and almost transparent, and he lost blood at this time, but he couldn't see anything unusual, and even the feeling of pain did not appear on his face and eyes, but when he saw Nangong Jinhong swallowing his last breath, his eyes revealed a deep sadness.

He, the whisk that he had just shot just now just stopped at Pei Yuanxiu's 'chest', and he didn't seem to really want to kill him.

After all, he was still a monk.

However, the appearance of Nangong Jinhong turned everything into a fact, and it was also pushed to a situation that could no longer be recovered.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if trying to hide the pain in his heart, but the cold light in the corner of his eyes still betrayed all his pain and remorse.

I choked up and said, "No 'desire', how are you?"

I looked at the arrow in his chest, and at this time, I felt that he was not breathing out at all, nor was he inhaling again, but the whole person entered a state of emptiness, either he was thinking about anything, or he already knew that he was not good, and he was not willing to expend more 'essence' to bear the physical pain.

The next moment, he slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes that were as clean as ever, so quiet that they couldn't even reflect the firelight, only pure black and white, and when he looked at me, his breath became calm.

He said, "Miss Yan." ”

It's just three words, but I understand it all.

He had something to say to me, and at this time, with all his strength, what he said was the last words of his life.

I bit my lower lip to control myself from crying, but my voice was still somewhat stained with crying, and I said softly, "I'm listening." ”

He nodded, and then said: "Actually, there are a lot of things that I haven't told you yet, not because Poor Dao doesn't want to say them, but because of those things, Poor Dao himself didn't 'figure' the truth and told you, but it only adds to the troubles and is useless...... But tonight, the poor road knows that the time has come to an end, and if some words are not said, no one really knows. ”

Hearing his words made my heart beat harder.

I know that there must be many mysteries hidden in this person, he and Pei Ji proposed to cast an exonerated 'jade' plaque in order to protect their mother, this is just what he told me, he 'intersected' with his mother in his life, before that, after that, he said that he had no 'desire' and who he was, what he did, I don't know anything.

If he is willing to tell me, it will probably clear up some of the fog in front of me.

I said, "If the Taoist chief has anything to say, you can tell me that although I can't do it to separate the false from the true, I will definitely not act recklessly." I, I will respect the wishes of the Taoist. ”

He nodded, took another deep breath, and then said: "Poor Dao entered the palace back then, it was indeed because the Emperor Taishang had the heart to enter the Tao and chose the Poor Dao, and soon after, Poor Dao has been accompanying the Emperor Taishang in the deep palace. ”

“……”

But in fact, when Poor Dao was a child, he practiced in Taoist temples. That Taoist temple is the Baiyun Temple. ”

"...... Baiyun Temple?"

I was a little stunned by this unfamiliar name.

I have been in the capital for many years, and I have traveled to the famous mountains and rivers in various places, including some famous Taoist temples and Buddhist temples, which have left my traces, but this Baiyun Temple, I have heard of it for the first time.

Since he is the person who can be chosen by the Emperor Taishang, he is naturally not shallow, and the Taoist temple he practices must be very famous before he will be known by the Emperor.

However, I have never heard of this Taoist temple.

He seemed to see the doubt in my heart, and smiled shallowly, and this smile made the blood 'color' in his lips.

He said: "The White Cloud Temple was destroyed in the flames of war. ”

“……”

I was stunned for a moment, and then I didn't say anything.

I used to doubt his age, although his face was clear, he looked like an ordinary young man, but his white hair was like snow, and his eyes looked old and wise, definitely not a young man can precipitate, and now I know that his age is at least about seventy years old, and it is possible that the Taoist temple that he practiced in his childhood was destroyed in the war.

However, he told me this, what to do?

Looking at the doubts and confusion in my eyes, Yan Wu smiled faintly, and the blood in his lips became more and more serious, almost dyed outside, and he said slowly: "The young master of the poor Dao also served the emperor in the deep palace. ”

“……！”

I choked my breath and looked at him in amazement.

He nodded.

I couldn't believe it for a moment.

His master, that is, a Taoist priest of Baiyun Temple back then, once 'served' the emperor, so it should be the last emperor of the previous dynasty - Emperor Er!

My grandfather!

I subconsciously glanced around, although Xie Feng and Song Xuan, including their lieutenant generals, subordinate soldiers, all the people surrounded me, but the words of "desire" only sounded in my ears, they almost couldn't hear it, and I also knew that my life experience has not been completely known until now, so even if they heard it, they definitely didn't know the relationship between me and the last emperor of the previous dynasty.

But I still gritted my teeth, calmed my breath as much as possible, and said, "Dao Chief, your master actually 'served' the emperor?

Yan Wu said: "That was a few decades ago, and at that time, Poor Dao was still young, and he didn't know many things. For so many years, Poor Dao has always wanted to find out about this matter in the palace. ”

"......" I frowned slightly, and then I remembered that it seemed that the protector mage had also mentioned that Emperor Yan had indeed had dealings with some warlocks.

However, even if there are contacts, it is not a strange thing, throughout the ages, there are too many emperors praying for immortality, praying for the continuation of their descendants, and even some unbearable, will seek the secret art in the room from the unscrupulous Taoist priests, the method of double cultivation, so it is not uncommon for monks and Taoists to haunt the court, and some are favored and powerful, and even participate in the decision-making of the imperial court.

For example, Fu Badai, he was invited out of Tianmu Temple by the emperor, and he looked like an ascetic, in fact, he was half a monk.

As for my grandfather, Emperor Er, his behavior is perverse, and it is not uncommon for him to 'deal' with warlocks, why does he seem to attach great importance to this matter without 'desire', so many years have passed, and he can't let go, and now that he is on the verge of death, he has to use his last breath to tell me about it.

Could it be that there is some ulterior secret between his master and the last emperor of the previous dynasty?