At the same time as Yan Moqing was destroyed, the back hall shook violently, and what was even more terrifying was that the corpses that had been preserved for thousands of years began to turn into ashes, and the back hall began to be shrouded in dust.

Not long after they left, the back hall collapsed, and what fell down was not dust, masonry, but ash, like flying ash that burned out objects by fire, and then, the front hall was also full of gunsmoke for a while, and when it collapsed, countless black smoke inside swirled into the air, hovering for a long time before gradually dissipating.

He Liyu tightly pulled Shiruhua by his side, and his clenched hand revealed his inner tension, the nervousness of Shiruhua, since the resurrection of Demon Jie, he and Shiruhua have not stayed together, let alone relive the warmth of the past, and now, it takes a lot to have them, including blood and tears.

Xuan Xuanya looked at them with a complicated expression, under his eyes, there was a trace of bitterness, and the blue eyes were slightly dimmed and then returned to normal, in his heart, as long as the poetry can be happy, can be happy, can be safe and happy, it is his happiness.

He doesn't ask for too much, he just wants to be able to stand behind them for the rest of his life, quietly looking at their happy life, although his heart is bitter, but also leisurely relaxed and happy!

Suddenly, in a burst of gunsmoke, a cough sounded, which was particularly clear in the dead air, and He Liyu and Shiruhua and others stared at it in surprise, a figure stood in the black smoke, and in the long flying dance, he was still not stained with dust in a yellow robe.

"Why are you here?" Shiruhua exclaimed, her eyes flashed, she suddenly thought of what Elder He said, Xuan Xuan was also repaying the sins committed by the elders of the Snow Clan thousands of years ago, at that time, she didn't understand, but now she understands, it turns out that the destruction of the Black Wolf Clan is also involved in the Snow Clan, so is it that the shark people also have something to do with it? Thinking of this possibility, her heart moved, and suddenly it hurt, if the merman Sea Emperor ancestor really participated in the destruction of the black wolf, what should she do? Is it to stop He Liyun from taking revenge or to kill the Sea Emperor and seek justice for the black wolf clan?

He coughed continuously, and coughed up blood, his face was very pale, the kind of bloodless pale, and, most importantly, his eyes were very dull and dull, which made people feel that he had lost his vitality at a glance, and he stared at him picturesquely, why he had become like this after only a few days? Could it be that there is still energy here that can't even beat it, thinking of this, her heart was slightly cold, and her five fingers clenched the cold and unwarm hand of Heli.

"Who hurt you?" Xuan Xuan took a step forward, flew up and landed directly to Xuan Xuan's side, and under his feet, a layer of black smoke floated up, and a lot of debris was rolled up.

His gaze crossed over the Xuanya, over the space, and over some of the flying ashes floating in front of him, and gently fell on your picturesque body, and then, his gaze looked at the bottom of He Liyu's deep and cold eyes, and a smile of relief appeared at the corners of his lips.

"Heliyu, what the Snow Clan owes you, here with me, pay it all off today, and from now on, I will never owe it!"

"Well, I promise you! In the future, I will take care of the Snow Clan! ”

Shiruhua was surprised by the conversation between them, Meimu looked at He Liyun's side face, and the doubts in his eyes made He Liyun's cold eyes stained with a touch of sigh and deep helplessness, and he had to explain softly:

"A thousand years ago, the Black Wolf Clan was wiped out, and it was the elders of the Snow Clan who secretly told the Wolf Clan that I, the young master of the Black Wolf Clan, have a fairy spirit body and can become a furnace for the soul of the Demon Clan, so the rest of the Wolf Clan secretly united to eradicate the roots of the Black Wolf Clan in order to resurrect the Demon Clan."

"What? The secret of the Snow Clan? Why? Shiruhua's heart trembled, and she was surprised, and her puzzled eyes looked at the slump that had been coughing up blood.

This question made the expressions of Xuan Ya and Xuan Xuan sad, especially Xuan Xuanya, whose body trembled lightly unknowingly, and kept kicking the luck mentality, selfishly thinking that the poetry would not notice this problem, with the heart that could drag on for a day, but I didn't expect that all the disillusionment at the moment when Xuan Xuan appeared.

He looked at the poetry and picturesqueness, and his heart hurt very much, although she was not the poetry of a thousand years ago, but after all, she was another poetry and picturesque, and she was also his friend, and it was also in his heart, and it was difficult for the merman to transfer and perish, so he was destined to suffer a lot in the eighteenth layer of hell in his life.

"Because of the life-and-death battle between the three of them a thousand years ago, it led to today's situation." Qi Qi opened his mouth with a serious expression, and now he didn't know how to talk about the chaotic situation in front of him.

His gaze swept over Xuan Xuanya, swept over the sting, and then turned to He Liyu, and finally fell on the poetic picture, all said that the red face is not the same as the fruit, if there is no poetic and picturesque appearance, how can the three brothers become enemies, if there is no enemy, the black wolf clan will not be destroyed.

He Liyun can be said to be not a demon Jie, but after all, he was born dependent on the demon Jie, and from the other side, it can be said that he is another demon Jie, and he also adheres to the past of the demon Jie.

In a war thousands of years ago, when all three of them were killed, the wolf clan Snow clan and the shark clan calculated and plotted with each other, but they didn't expect to implicate the innocent black wolf clan in the end, and finally led to the current situation of He Liyu.

He Liyun, he should have a life different from the current one, and he also had a different appearance from the current one, just because the elders of the Great Elders forcibly changed the trajectory of He Liyun's life because of the plan for the resurrection of the demon thousands of years ago.

Shiruhua understood the meaning of the poor words, stared at the man she loved with a little pity, her lips moved a few times and wanted to say some comforting words, but she felt that those words were too frivolous, so she could only move her fingers and clench the other party's cold and piercing big hand, giving silent comfort.

He Liyun smiled, his face was light, and the change of the black wolf clan also indirectly satisfied the long-buried wish in his heart, this wish, he had never told anyone, not even his father and mother who loved him the most, that was the sweetest existence in his heart.

Now, this sweet existence has been realized, although it is achieved by stepping on the bones of his family members, he does not have too much guilt in his heart, after all, to be able to reach his current position, the strength of his heart is so cold that nothing can shake it.

At most, he's just avenging the dead black wolf clan!!

He Liyun coughed violently again, his coughing waist arched, and He Liyun's face changed when he looked at him, his eyes flashed, and then he asked:

"Even if you want to atone for the Snow Clan Elder, you don't have to do it yourself, so why bother?"

The corners of his coughing mouth were bloody, and he smiled bitterly, and in his eyes, there was no longer the evil charm of the past, and there was just a kind of relief and leisurely relaxation from the heart.

"It's not bitter, compared to the rest of my life, I think this is the best ending."

Then he looked at Shirutu, his face crossed with deep affection, sighed, forced to suppress a violent cough, his face was ugly and uncomfortable, and the color of the sauce purple set off the despair of survival in his eyes.

"Whether it was thousands of years ago or now, my love for the picturesque has always remained the same, but I have become more persistent, more obsessed, deeper and deeper, I have reached the point where I can't extricate myself, so to speak, I have fallen into the enchantment."

"The heart of the demon, if it is not controlled, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not hurt her in the future, so while I can control it now, I will minimize the danger, not to mention, the cultivation is abolished, and the guilt of the black wolf clan in my heart will be reduced to a lower level, or even not, so that I will walk without concern and walk freely!"

The poetry is picturesque, and she can't understand why she is so persistent in her love, even if she sacrifices her life.

Is he in love with the picturesque poetry of a thousand years ago, or is he himself now?

She let go of He Liyun's hand, walked towards the other party little by little, stood two steps away, looked at Xuan Xuan with some blank eyes, and looked at his vitality disappearing little by little, her heart suddenly hurt, her eyes couldn't stop being moist, a layer of mist appeared, she trembled her voice, and asked softly:

"Why? Do you understand who you love in your heart? ”

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiled bitterly, staggered step by step to Shiru's side, and raised his big hand, wanting to caress the other party's delicate face, but halfway through, his hand froze in mid-air:

"It doesn't matter who you love, it's picturesque, thank you for the days when you accompanied me in the field of Tohiro, that was the best memory in my heart, I think, even if I fall into the underworld, I will live with this memory."

"Alive, when I see you, I will be mad, and what does not belong to me will be brutally destroyed; Picturesque, I don't want to hurt you, even in the slightest; So, I choose to destroy myself! He smiled sadly, dropped his raised hand, stepped back step by step, retreated to the place where the hall collapsed, and looked at the desolation on all sides, this is the place where he is buried, and it is also the place where his soul returns to the underworld.

He closed his eyes slightly, let his mind wander, and whispered to himself:

"I'm relieved; Take care! ”

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a blue light appear on his body, lingering around him, surrounded by a hidden aura little by little.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and through the blue light, he looked at the woman he had loved for thousands of years again, and the last gentle smile bloomed on his lips, releasing his unprecedented ease.

"Farewell, my love!"

Starting from his feet, he transformed into a snowman little by little, and his fluttering white hair was suddenly covered by a stream of ice in the flying, and then, the whole person turned into an iceman.

The poetry covered her mouth violently, tears slipped silently, and her body fell softly in He Liyu's arms, the-for-tat confrontation in the past has become the best memory at this moment, and the scenes are flying in front of you.

Turning into an iceman, he nodded lightly at He Liyu and Shiruhua, and finally he turned into starlight little by little, flew high into the sky little by little, and finally disappeared in the clouds.

He, the Lord of the Snow Clan, has finally disappeared!

At this point, it also means that he has left the most poignant and tragic illusion in the hearts of everyone!

In this life, he lives too hard and loves too tired! In the end, only death can make himself happy and relaxed, perhaps, this is also his helplessness, a helpless act to escape from reality.

Everyone looked up at the sky where they couldn't see anything, their eyes were blank and there was no focus, and they were tired from the fall of the slumber, and the tiredness emanated from their bones.

Xuan Xuan sighed deeply, and her blue eyes became even more gloomy when she looked at He Liyun, and she had already paid the price for the elders of the Snow Clan, did that mean that she also had to atone for the past mistakes of the merman?

He, it's not that he doesn't dare, but he is reluctant, he is not willing to be picturesque, the only attachment that supports him to live!

As if knowing what he was thinking, He Liyu's eyes sank, his expression was extremely serious, he walked up to Xuan Xuanya, and looked at him in surprise:

"Heliyu." He wanted to say something, but in the end he could only sigh silently, he didn't know what he was going to say.

"You have already atoned for the merman's past mistakes, so you don't have to be like Xuan Xuan, in order to protect me, secretly resist Yan Moqing's harm to me and exhaust your cultivation, instead, you were seriously injured by Yan Moqing."

"Do you see what's in my mind? However, no matter how much I try to atone for my sins, I can't bring back the resurrection of the black wolf clan. She said bitterly, her blue eyes dimming.

Shiru's heart trembled, could it be that Xuanya also wanted to leave everyone? No, absolutely not, since she woke up, she regarded him as a friend, an indispensable friend in life.

"No, you can't die!" The poetic picture can't wait to say what he wants, and his expression is very anxious and flustered.

He Liyu glanced at her sideways, patted her little hand comfortingly, and then turned his head to look at Xuanya:

"You have done well enough, enough to atone for the merman elders, and in the future, I hope that the picturesque life can be happy and happy, instead of a miserable life in remembrance."

He Liyu let out a long breath, and then said:

"It's not easy for me and Ruhua to get together, you can see the ups and downs, and I also see what you do, you don't have to worry about the mistakes you made in the past, not to mention, these mistakes are not made by you."

"You are not columsy, he can't get over the hurdle in his heart, so he will go to the extreme, so I also hope you understand that the merman will always be a friend of the capital."

Shiruxiang didn't expect He Liyun to be so tolerant, his happy little face shone brightly, he had long lost his previous fierceness and coldness, holding He Liyun's hand tightly, and his other hand was also clenched tightly, making a crisp laugh that had never been seen before.

Her laughter melted Heliyu's cold heart, and also made his usually cold and hard face glow softly.

Qi Qi stepped forward with a bitter face, looked at their clasped hands, blinked his mouth, and said bitterly:

"Why, you are all bosom friends, I'm so sad to throw me aside!"

"Qiqi, how could I leave you, you are my favorite mount." The poetry raised her head and giggled, her eyebrows flew up, and her whole little face glowed with a brilliance that she had never seen before.

At this time, there was a shaking between heaven and earth, and all the physical objects that existed outside the main hall were all reduced to nothing in the shaking, He Liyu glanced at it, looked up at the sky covered by black fog, and said in a deep voice:

"Let's leave quickly, this place is going to disappear, after all, it is something that existed thousands of years ago, and it was forcibly left behind by Yan Moqing, and at this moment, his death also means that this place will also disappear."

"Okay, let's go!" Shiruhua clenched Heliyu's hand, and several people were suddenly shrouded in a layer of light, instantly passing through the thick black fog, and disappeared here in the blink of an eye, with a loud bang, the ground cracked, and an eerie cold air rushed out of the ground and engulfed everything.

Soon after they disappeared, the footprints of the Black Wolf Clan fell into the abyss at the moment when the ground cracked, drowned in darkness, and disappeared into the long river of history!

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