A gust of wind passed, and the force of the fall finally stopped, and the imaginary severe pain still did not come.

When I opened my eyes, the wind came strangely, and when I looked at it, it seemed that there was a shadow, like a thin silver moonlight, and like a strange dragon shadow, pouring from the sky to the front of me.

I thought I was dreaming, but I found that my waist was tight, and Master's cold arms were around me, and although he tried his best to jump, there was no one in the world who could withstand such a huge downward force, not even immortals.

But the master still stepped on the breeze, tried to hold me, raised his hand, and the Qingying sword on his waist suddenly jumped out of the scabbard, drawing a dazzling trace of light, and a little on tiptoe, the Qingying magically became many times larger, carrying me up in the air.

My body shook slightly, is it really Master?

Didn't Master know that if he jumped off the cliff of sacrifice, he would be destroyed?

Why?

Why did Master take such a risk to save me?

！

The light as bright and quiet as the moonlight seemed to be reflected in front of me through eternity, so bright that I could hardly open my eyes.

A faint silver halo enveloped him, and the dark clouds were gorgeous and grand, pouring over him.

The placket of the plain white robe is embroidered with silver pine and bamboo patterns, which is ingenious and makes it even more elegant.

I panicked for no reason, afraid that I would suffocate, but my eyes could not take away from the white and dusty figure in the firelight.

"Master, you will die, you will die......"

Tears continued to roll down my cheeks, and I finally broke down and wept bitterly.

"No, Master, go back quickly, go back quickly!"

But the master never spoke, just hugged my sword tightly and flew, his clothes fluttering, covering the light of the sun and the moon.

Under the shocking appearance of the heavenly man, there is a handsome and proud shore that cannot be hidden, and the slightly thin lips are less bloody than ordinary people, and the cold gaze is faint and cold, flowing like water and the moon like flowers, and slowly pouring into my heart.

Unconsciously, I felt a sharp pain in my heart, why?

Is it worth it?

There are no words to describe it, and there are no words to describe it.

It's just that such elegance, such indifference, such cold eyes as water, and the coldness that is slightly revealed from his bones, all of which isolate him from the world, so holy that people dare not approach him at all.

The sea of fire below him is boundless, and the wind blows through the waves.

The moment Edgeworth vacated the cliff, I only felt that the blood in my body was flowing faster and faster, and the pain was getting worse and worse, and my lungs burned like a raging fire, and my body was suddenly out of Master's control, and the whole person flew into the air - like a bird skimming the water.

"Amo—"

It was the Master who was shouting.

But I couldn't respond, I just shivered hot and cold, and my heart seemed to burst out of my chest.

The impact of the blood rushed and my ears were ringing and dizzy, and the flesh and blood energy in my whole body was burning uncontrollably.

The wind blew straight ahead, I tore off the white robe on my body, and the whole person suddenly turned into a white phoenix bird and flew up like a butterfly.

Suddenly, I felt that the prosperous world had become a lonely wilderness, and the bright day sank into the dark night, as if a cold starlight was surging from beginning to end, making it difficult for me to breathe.

The clouds in the middle of the sky cast a layer of cool water on the cliff sky, like ice melting in the water.

"Chirp—"

I silently spread my snow-white wings and flew towards the immortal gate above the middle sky.

The phoenix bird became a phoenix, and the elixir finally worked.

In addition to arranging people's reincarnation, sorting out marriages, becoming immortals or degenerating into demons, the more important thing is to protect the safety of the immortal gate and prevent the covetousness of the Six Realms.

There, there is the last dragon in this world, and I must find it.

I didn't dare to chirp again, I didn't dare to look back into the eyes of the master who had fallen on the cliff of sacrifice, and at this time he must have guessed my intentions, and I didn't dare to be sad, so I just flapped my wings and flew away.

The glory of the immortal gate has always been like the sun at noon in the middle of the sky, scorching the earth of the Six Realms.

I lowered my head and bit off a feather from my chest, which turned into pure white flames the moment it left my body.

I smiled knowingly, imagining the white flames lighting up the gates of the fairy world.

At this time, I couldn't imagine that this small action was a fatal mistake and turned everything upside down.

Many years later, when I look back, there is still a white feather flame flickering in my memory, and this flame did not burn down the gate of the fairy world, but spread coldly, burning all the lives of myself and my master.

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