It's like a dream, and when you wake up, you find that everything is just the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water.

Jiu Yao struggled endlessly in the dream, and wanted to reach out and grab her several times, but her body was like a mist, ethereal, she was still smiling, and even eternal silence was as happy as food.

Dreams belong to mortals, not to immortals.

Dreams are meant to fulfill a lifelong long-cherished wish of mortals.

And they are immortals who have been cultivated over a long time, so naturally they should not be grateful for the Spring and Autumn Period, they should not be omnivorous with grains, they should not have seven feelings, and they should not hold on to a touch of obsession. They are free from samsara, free from suffering, and have everything, and they should not have any long-cherished wishes except for the transformation of sentient beings.

But at this moment, Jiu Yao is struggling in his dreams and is unwilling to wake up, he would rather lose her again and again in his dreams, and wait for her to appear again and again.

Yu Lei looked at Jiu Yao on the bed, his forehead was full of sweat, his face was getting paler, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and his clothes were also wet with sweat and stuck to his body.

His pain was palpable, and even Yu Lei standing beside him could feel it deeply.

Yu Lei suddenly began to wonder if it was right or wrong for him to do this? He fulfilled Zhishu's wish, but it was also an eternal punishment for Jiu Yao.

The one left behind will always be a little more painful.

Yu Lei raised his palm, hanging on Jiu Yao's forehead, the golden light shrouded, slowly overflowing around Jiu Yao, after a while, Jiu Yao finally slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blank, a piece of dissipation.

Yu Lei took the spell and looked at him, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

Jiu Yao looked at the roof of the shed, blinking slowly, and it took him a long time to realize that this was not a dream.

His eyes finally had focus, his head turned stiffly to Yu Lei, and he opened his dry lips with difficulty and said, "Yu Leijun, I am in pain, can you prescribe some medicine for me?"

"Where do you hurt?"

Yu Lei became nervous for a moment, he was afraid that there was something wrong with the heart change spell, and he was afraid that Jiu Yao's body would go wrong.

"I don't know, it hurts everywhere, it hurts... It hurts so much that I can't breathe... It hurts every time you inhale, and it hurts to exhale it. It hurts to fall asleep, and it hurts even more when you wake up. ”

Yu Lei reached out and put his wrist around him, to probe his pulse, which was weak but steady. There is nothing wrong with Jiu Yao's body, and his pain comes from himself.

"Give me back the child. Jiu Yao didn't have the strength to roar anymore, and his chest rose and fell violently even when he spoke, as if he had used a lot of strength: "I give you back my life, and you give me back Zhishu." ”

"People die like lights out, like soup pouring snow, if there is a resurrection thought, the moon in the sea. ”

Yu Lei only felt that every word he said was like a knife deep into Jiu Yao's body, deeply piercing into the flesh, like Ling Chi. Every word was like a red-hot soldering iron, pressing hard against his skin, emitting wisps of smoke.

This feeling made Yu Lei feel uneasy.

"Heh~ What a sentence, people die like lights out. Jiu Yao sat up slowly, with an extremely bleak self-deprecating smile on the corner of his lips, and he only said, "Why isn't that lamp me?

"She doesn't know if you want to live, she only knows that she is willing to trade eternal silence for your life. ”

"I want to see her, I want to go to the ironworks to see where she was last staying. ”

"Good. ”

Jiu Yao stood up, put on his robe, and combed his hair neatly with a wave of his hand before signaling that Yu Lei could go.

Jiu Yao followed behind Yu Lei, and along the way, the ghost of the Blood Pool Purgatory saw that Jiu Yao Jun came, and he knew what was going on, and he didn't stop it.

The lava in the iron-making pool was boiling and the flames were scorching, so that people seemed to lose their moisture and their skin ached.

Jiu Yao moved to the side of the stage little by little, and reached out to brush the dust on the platform......

Yu Lei was always vigilant on the side, extremely nervous, he was worried that Jiu Xiaojun would not want to jump into the iron-making pool, he was always ready to rush forward and grab him.

But Jiu Yao was extremely calm, Yu Lei thought that he would lose control, question himself, roar, roar, but nothing.

He was eerily quiet, silent, and his whole being was trapped in great sorrow.

Grief drowned him like an endless flood, leaving him in a dark, turbulent, breathing world.

He stared at the arrogant flames that spat out the tongue of fire, his eyes were full of fire, and his pupils were also on fire, and the blazing flames burned out a mist of water.

He was on the platform, and finally closed his eyes, first his shoulders twitched, and then his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Yu Lei knew in his heart that he was finally willing to shed tears.

The same place, after Zhishu jumped down, became lively and sacred. First Xia Li didn't say a word here, and then the nine-tailed spirit fox Jiu Xiaojun, who has been practicing the Tao for two thousand years, wept bitterly here.

Zhishu's life is worth it.

At the very least, someone pays tribute to her, someone remembers her, and someone lives forever with her memory.

As long as there are still people in this world who remember you, and there are people who can prove that you once existed, then it is not a real disappearance.

The real disappearance is that it is completely wiped out in this world, no one remembers, no one remembers, and there is no trace.

Jiu Yao's tears mixed with the dust drifting in the air fell into the flames, and the teardrops made a 'hiss' sound when they touched the flames, igniting a wisp of white smoke.

Jiu Yao's hand reached into his chest, staying in the beating place, where was a fiery heart, the person he loved.

After a long time, Jiu Yao said in a hoarse voice: "What can she leave me?"

She said that she will always be with you, living up to her lovesickness, morning and twilight. ”

"Anything else?"

She said that the only regret in this life is that she failed to repay the kindness of Lord Xia Li, and she wishes you... May you be able to assist Lord Xia Li for eternity, do your best, and do your best. ”

Jiu Yao smiled bitterly and nodded: "Sure enough, at the last moment in the world, she still couldn't let go of Lord Xia Li, and she never thought about herself." I Jiuxiao was originally a free and scattered immortal, and I have never coveted the so-called fame and fortune, saying that I want to be in the immortal class is just a high-sounding pretense that can accompany her. Anyway, since Zhishu wants to see Lord Xia Li achieve something great, I must be willing to pay all the price for this, and I will not rest until death. ”

When Yu Lei heard Jiu Yao say this, the guilt in his heart deepened a little.

"Jiu Xiaojun, I am ashamed of you. ”

"No, you have also fulfilled the wish of Zhishu, as for the result, it is not that you and I can decide, but fate. ”

"Fate?"

"I had seen all this in the illusion created by Kongtong Yin, and at the time I only thought it was an illusion, and I didn't think about anything else, but now it seems that the scene I saw at that time was the future. ”

"Kongtong seal, life and death can be measured, and the future can be observed. Yu Lei muttered to himself, he thought that everything was just his own choice, but it turned out to be a doomed result, if everything was written earlier, what was the point of living?

"Everything is fate, and it is not up to anyone. ”

Jiu Yao said this sentence extremely coldly, and his eyes stayed in the bottomless iron-making pool and refused to look away......