Another ten days have passed, more than a thousand miles away from Jincheng, where the White Crane Gate is located, Long Wushuang stood outside the gate for the second time, his heart fluctuated, the last time he sent Ji Dongqing back, he still remembered vividly, he didn't expect that he personally sent her to a dead end, that farewell turned out to be a farewell, and now it is a matter of people, leaving a sad feeling.

"Boom", he waved his hand, and the gate of the White Crane Gate was suddenly broken, and the stone chips were splashed dozens of feet away, but it was quiet inside, no figure appeared, there was no reaction, and it seemed that it had already run out.

He turned around and beckoned, and one of his subordinates stepped out: "Master." ”

Long Wushuang raised his legs and walked inside: "Follow me and go find Ji Dongqing." ”

That subordinate was the former disciple of the White Crane Gate, he carried those sacrificial supplies, followed Long Wushuang, and stepped into the gate of the White Crane Gate.

While the two of them walked, they broke the trap, the flowers and plants were dilapidated, a depressed scene, the disciple walked and walked, and couldn't help crying, the Baihemen, which was extremely prosperous before, how many heroes were destroyed at one time, all of them were wiped out.

Long Wushuang turned his head to look at him: "Baihemen is already history, don't be sad, put away your tears, are you not happy with me?"

The subordinate hurriedly wiped his tears: "Yes, master." ”

Long Wushuang said again: "Although I have also sworn a poisonous oath before, I have to destroy the White Crane Gate, but later I was influenced by Ji Dongqing, and I wanted to retract the oath, but they were too much, especially that Jiang Tianhe, no wonder I was ruthless." ”

The man: "Yes, master." ”

The two of them struggled to break the trap before and after, the trap was broken countless times, bent and folded in the White Crane Gate, folded and folded, went up the mountain all the way, advanced several miles, climbed a small hill to the west of the White Crane Gate, the back suddenly opened up, the houses were thousands of heavy, the green trees were shady, and the fruits were abundant, it was the time when the golden autumn fruits were ripe, and the air was also filled with sweet smells.

Long Wushuang picked a few golden fruits: "How far is her grave?"

The man: "Behind the orchard." ”

He nodded, "Okay." ”

When the two of them walked through the orchard one after the other, Long Wushuang suddenly saw two people, one older and one small, one of them was Ji Dongqing's husband, the man named Jiesheng, and the child must be his and Ji Dongqing's child.

This surprised him a little, the two of them, one big and one small, were sitting in front of a small mound, silently watching them, everyone had fled, did he stay here with the child and wait to die?

The subordinate said: "Master, there is her tomb in front, those two people, one is her husband Liao Jiesheng, and the other is her son, and the subordinates don't know their names." ”

Long Wushuang nodded, and was about to walk over, when Liao Jiesheng suddenly jumped up, held a long sword, danced the sword flower, and killed Long Wushuang in a blink of an eye, stabbing him in the chest.

A black lotus flower appeared, blocking the sword for Long Wushuang, Liao Jiesheng could no longer move forward half a step, and he could no longer stab a single bit, his face was twisted: "You devil, you go to death......"

Long Wushuang didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked to the small mound by himself, and five big characters were written on a simple tombstone: "Ji Dongqing's Tomb." ”

At that moment, his heart was suddenly endlessly sour, her voice and smile seemed to float in front of him, her gentleness and thoughtfulness seemed to still exist in her heart, but in the blink of an eye, yin and yang were separated, yesterday was still a living person, today is lying in this cold underground, and has since turned into dust.

Behind him, Liao Jiesheng raised his sword and stabbed him dozens of times, although his martial arts were already considered masters in Baihemen, but no matter how hard he tried, he was all blocked by the black lotus, and he couldn't hurt Long Wushuang in the slightest, and the opponent ignored him at all, standing in front of the tombstone with sadness.

He expected that Long Wushuang would come, so he didn't run away, and waited until today, he killed Holly, he must be responsible for her death, and he has to teach him a lesson. As a result, he brought humiliation on himself, and he couldn't help him at all.

He hated Long Wushuang extremely much in his heart, he completely believed those rumors, thinking that Long Wushuang really snatched love and robbed him of Ji Dongqing, he was also very Ji Dongqing, she betrayed herself and got along with this devil, he was his wife, how could she be so shameless?

But his full of grudges is powerless to resolve at all, he can't kill Long Wushuang, at this moment, his heart is dead, extremely desperate, there is no love, and finally looked at the child who has been silent, said goodbye in his heart, wiped his neck with a sword, committed suicide with hatred, was misled by those false rumors, he couldn't get along with himself, and he sent himself to a dead end.

"Senior Brother Liao", behind Long Wushuang, the subordinate shouted, waking him up from the dream of reminiscing about Ji Dongqing.

He turned around in surprise, only to find that Liao Jiesheng had fallen to the ground, his neck was cut, and blood was flowing all over the ground, he looked at the child again, and said to his subordinates: "Don't care about him, why did he go earlier, how did he protect Ji Dongqing, causing her innocent death, this kind of fool will die if he dies, there is nothing to be sad about." ”

The subordinate stood up: "Yes, master." ”

Long Wushuang stepped forward and picked up the child and handed it to him: "He handed it over to you, treat it well." ”

The subordinate took the child: "Yes, master." ”

Long Wushuang took the things in his hand, put the sacrifices on them one by one, lit the incense wax, and put a few fresh fruits that he had just picked, and half-knelt in front of the tombstone: "Ji Dongqing, I saved your life, you also saved my life, we can be regarded as friends of life and death, I, Long Wushuang, do not regret making you a friend, but we all underestimated the cruelty of reality, I didn't stop you from returning to the door, I was wrong, but don't worry, we will help you raise your child." ”

After the memorial service, he stood up and turned to look at the child: "Why don't you speak?"

The child wanted to cry or not, but he still didn't speak, he sighed, and said to the subordinate: "You take him back to the headquarters, ask the commander for some money, take him away, raise him as your own child, from now on you will be free, but you have to honestly report back your place of residence, if the child is wronged at all, I will ask you." ”

The subordinate knelt on the ground with the child in his arms: "Thank you, master." ”

Long Wushuang: "All the secrets of our organization must not be divulged in half a sentence, otherwise it will ......"

The subordinate: "The subordinates must be tight-lipped, please rest assured." ”

When he walked out of the gate with a melancholy mood, and watched his subordinate walk away with the child in his arms, he beckoned again, and the masked Fengxian Er in black came out.

He looked at the mountain inside the White Crane Gate, and said to Feng Xian'er: "Many disciples ran away before, and it is estimated that there is not much gold and silver treasure left, but since you are interested, then hurry up, I will guard the door for you." ”

Feng Xian'er didn't say anything, just gave a salute, and with a gesture of her hand, more than a hundred people rushed out of the woods, all dressed in black and masked, and soon disappeared.

Long Wushuang sighed again, went to hide in the woods by himself, found a big tree to lean onto, facing the direction of the gate of the White Crane Gate, all he thought about was Ji Dongqing, and his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time. Some people, some things, once lost, once they happen, they are not relieved by venting their anger and revenge.

He remembered Lele, when he warned the world in Jincheng that if she died, he would kill 100,000 people in Jincheng to bury her, but if she really died, even if he killed 100,000 people, it would only be a temporary vent of anger, can he be relieved from now on?

Similarly, when she sent Ji Dongqing back, she also swore an oath, but she really died, and she really destroyed Baihemen, but did she feel good in her heart? Some people can't miss it, some things can't let it happen, if she can be reborn, she would rather not destroy the White Crane Gate, but can it be realized, it's impossible.

He thought of Yu Xiaoyu again, according to her, the head of the Hundred Ghost Sect is her adoptive father, will she willingly marry her adoptive father, I'm afraid not, she was forced, why didn't she think that someone would go to Dadongshan again, now that this sad thing is happening again, I can only hope that it will not develop into a tragedy.

But all this, in the final analysis, is their own identity, in the eyes of the world, they are the devil, has been tolerated by the world, this point has long been thought clearly, who is good with themselves, who can not escape the tragic fate, who is friends with themselves, will also be dragged down by their own reputation, this is the reality.

Forget it, thinking of this, he was disheartened, after helping Feng Xian'er this time, he cut off his relationship with her and never interacted, although there was a sect behind her to support, but once the world knew that she was secretly colluding with herself, I am afraid that she would also end up in ruin, and it would be difficult to gain a foothold in the world.