Chapter 64: Flowers are broken like dreams

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Xuanmu was murderous together, and he hurt ruthlessly and broke Xuanming's neck.

Xuan Miao's tears were like springs, he couldn't move or speak, watching his lover die in front of him, he was still the result of his father's own hands.

The heart-rending pain was overwhelming, and he struggled to break free from the restraints, fighting all over his body, and finally broke free from the shackles.

Xuanmu couldn't bear to look at the corpse on the ground anymore, and muttered to himself: "Don't blame your father for being ruthless, it's really all for your good." ā€

"Xuan Miao!"

The man who rushed up to hug the body was called by a different name.

"Silly boy, you ......"

No, not just the name, but also the sound......

He may not have much time with Xuan Miao, but after all, it is his own child, how can he not recognize his voice.

He looked at it suddenly, Xuan Ming hugged the person lying on the ground, buried his head in his chest, and the white Hanfu was stained with blood.

No way! I obviously killed Xuan Ming...... And it's to break his neck, how can it be...... So much blood.

"Get out of the way!" He rushed forward and pushed Xuan Ming away, and turned the man's face, there was no doubt that it was Xuan Miao. He was bleeding and his death was ugly.

How can it be......

He wiped the blood off for him, saw the gossip on his eyebrows, and finally understood everything.

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In order to save Xuan Ming, he even did not hesitate to use forbidden arts, exchanging spirits with the other party, exchanging lives for lives. But when did you do it...... Xuanmu thought about it carefully and didn't find any clues, but it didn't seem to make sense to say it now.

He killed his own son with his own hands......

"Hahahaha......"

Xuanmu suddenly laughed, and grabbed Xuanming like crazy, "It's all you!" He was supposed to be the owner! ...... owner"

The tears on Xuan Ming's face had not yet dried, he put away his previous cowardice, and actually grinned, "Power is not what he wants, you don't know him at all." ā€

"Nonsense!" He lost his mind and wanted to make a move again, Xuan Ming deliberately provoked him, and Xuan Miao had already ...... He didn't have any thoughts on living.

The former old owner, Xuan Miao's grandfather, appeared at this moment, he rescued Xuan Ming, and reprimanded him with the vicissitudes of old alto:

"Aren't there enough people dying?"

Xuanmu withdrew his hand, but he was unwilling, their vein was almost on the verge of achieving three consecutive terms of Watergate, and now it was all ruined.

"Father, your grandson was killed by this person, why did you save him, he should be killed!"

Xuanmu had fallen into a state of complete madness, and the old man was heartbroken, "Xiao Miao died in your hands, no wonder others, if you were willing to listen to him say a few more words, it would not be for your so-called vain rights, there would be no current tragedy!" It's all my fault! He blocked the other party's rain of attacks, "It's all because I didn't know how to restrain when I was young, so I taught you a power-hungry son......"

Genki didn't understand why everyone was protecting Gen Ming, and it was he who made the mistake.

Xuan Ming, you scourge, I can't keep you!

Seeing that the other party had another killing move, the old owner was the first to protect Xuan Ming and Xuan Miao, and shouted: "Don't be obsessed anymore, otherwise you will go mad and kill yourself!" ā€

Xuan Mu couldn't hear or see, he was completely controlled by the demons in his heart, and he was dominated by the guilt of killing Xuan Miao with his own hands, and said with a cruel smile: "Whoever stands in my way, die!" ā€

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Xuanmu's attack has not been completely cast, it has been devoured by its own disordered elements, and the Yuan Shen has been torn apart, and finally the exercises have been completely wasted and become ordinary people...... No, maybe even worse than the average person. Because he didn't remember anything except chanting Xuan Miao's name, when he looked at Xuan Ming, he didn't have any emotion in his eyes except for indifference, and the hatred he once had for him was gone.

"Miao'er, Miao'er, run slowly!"

He scrambled to his feet, chased the void air, and left the Crystal Palace, leaving only to shout incessantly.

Xuan Ming looked at his distant back and sighed to himself.

"Let him go." The old owner looked at Xuan Ming meaningfully, "He's not angry with you, he's angry with himself." ā€

Previously, he and Xuan Miao had met the old owner. Xuan Miao said that if there is one person in the world who supports them first, that person must be the old owner. So he took Xuan Ming to meet him, and he did choose to accept it after being stunned. So, neither age nor age is what limits one's thoughts.

"Old owner, will you allow me to do this?"

Xuan Ming looked at Xuan Miao, and there was nothing to love.

"I don't agree." The old owner didn't allow him to say the matter, "Xiao Miao still has hope." ā€

Xuan Ming's eyes flashed, and then darkened, "You don't have to. ā€

"I'm not comforting you." He faltered, the confrontation just now was really fierce, and his old bones were a little unbearable, "Do you know the marginalists?" ā€

Xuan Ming nodded.

"Their current leader is said to know the art of resurrecting the dead, and may be able to save Xiao Miao."

"Life and death have their own laws, how can they ......"

"You're going to give up if you don't try?" The old owner's face was like rotten wood, but he was in good spirits, "He didn't give up saving you in the end, that's how you repay him?" Don't let him die in vain. ā€

Xuan Ming's clenched fists only let go at this moment, and he walked to Xuan Miao's side and lifted his body that had begun to stiffen.

"What else are you going to do?"

"The marginals are mysterious and hard to find, and I don't know how long it will take. Now, protecting his flesh from deterioration is the most important thing. ā€

The old owner smiled with relief and let him leave the water gate.

Later, it was announced that the owner of the workshop died violently, and because there was no good candidate for the new owner, the old owner had to take this position until Xuan Ming took over the burden when he was twenty years old.

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"I knew then that the old landlord was delaying the army." Xuan Ming picked up the gossip at the head of the bed, waved it lightly, and then said to Xuan Miao: "I once promised you that you must find the leader of the marginal, and he is here now. ā€

He didn't use classical Chinese, which is a normal sentence.

Sure enough, I only said it to him......

"But ......" Taking advantage of Zhu Xuan's breath in a daze, Xuan Ming's sleeves swept over Xuan Miao, he had been lying here for decades, and he had already oxidized. As soon as the divine power of the ice bed was collected, he immediately turned into powder and scattered into the wind.

"Huh! What are you doing! He grabbed the other man's arm, "There's still a chance." ā€

"I've imprisoned him for so long, it's time to let him go, besides, ......" he smiled at Zhu Xuanxi, "I don't want to do anything that is not dedicated to you." He reached out and tried to hold the other.

Zhu Xuanxi blushed to the base of his neck, twisted and pinched, knocked down the palm in front of him, and said angrily: "When will you not use those crepe words to me, and then talk about this." ā€

Xuan Ming froze, and then said with a smile: "It will take time." ā€

"I have time." Zhu Xuanxi blurted out, and then realized that he had also behaved...... Too anxious.

Sure enough, Xuan Ming looked at him playfully, full of smiles.

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Coincidentally, Changbai Mountain is also Zhu Xuanxi's lair, he didn't think that he had a fate with Xuan Ming a long time ago, and in the dark, there seemed to be something pulling them to meet, maybe it was Yu Fei, or maybe it was Xuan Miao.

"I wish Uncle ——!"

Outside the cave, there was a sudden shout of piano music...... (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.