On the top of the purple mountain, there is a lonely figure, the evening breeze crosses, and the feet of the clothes bring a ripple.

Judging from the back, it should be a man standing there, with an aura of death that no one else has, and there is a slow and light footstep behind him, but the man standing on the edge of the cliff of the Purple Mountain did not look back.

"Lord." A respectful voice rang out.

The man turned around slowly, his whole body was shrouded in a loose black robe, his face was wearing a mask of a half-ghost and a half-god, facing the moonlight, the pattern on the mask seemed to be fighting, flickering and bright, the ghost-faced man glanced at the man who was half-kneeling on the ground, and ignored it, and the man kneeling on the ground did not get up, he knew what his lord meant.

"The whereabouts of the thing have been ascertained, but 、、、" The man kneeling on the ground did not continue, but looked up at the back standing not far away.

"Say!" The word domineering and irrepressible suddenly shook the body of the man kneeling on the ground.

"The Human Clan." After the man finished speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if these three words were like Mount Tai pressing on his body, making people breathless.

"Ren?" The ghost-faced man muttered, then waved his hand to the man on his knees.

The man on the ground was instructed to slowly retreat backwards, and just as he turned around and was about to leave, a big bony hand firmly grabbed his neck, and his body was also suspended in the air in an instant, no matter how he broke free, he couldn't let the palm on his neck leave.

A palm so dry has so much strength, it doesn't take a trace of strength to lift a one hundred and fifty pounds of adult man.

The man who was lifted in mid-air begged desperately for mercy, but the ghost-faced man was indifferent.

A pair of dark green eyes under the mask stared at the man in his hand, and suddenly slammed his force, only to hear the sound of his throat bone shattering, and the man in mid-air suddenly stopped struggling. The ghost-faced man saw that the man's breath in his hand had run out, and casually threw it towards the cliff not far behind him.

"It's not even as good as an ant." The ghost-faced man continued to stand on the edge of the cliff of the Purple Mountain, staring at the endless buildings under the ghost-faced with green eyes, and sighed faintly: "It seems that the remnants of the human clan still exist in the world." ”

The man's hands were clenched into fists, and his sharp nails went straight into the pale and dry palms, and a trace of blood flowed out, falling on the lawn at the top of the mountain, looking so strange and ominous.

"Thirty years, thirty years, how long will I have to endure?" The ghost-faced man roared towards the bottom of the mountain, at this moment, the man was dangerous, terrifying, and his originally dark green eyes had become blood-red at this moment.

"Since we've been waiting for thirty years, can't we wait at the last moment?" Another voice sounded behind the ghost-faced man, a very majestic voice. The ghost-faced man turned slowly, "I want to slaughter the people now." ”

"Wait for the most critical moment to come, remember, don't ruin Your Excellency's plan, or you will 、、、," the man said to the ghost-faced man faintly, especially at the mention of the word 'Venerable', his tone revealed respect and fear.

Sure enough, the ghost-faced man was also shocked when he heard the word 'Zunshang', and immediately quieted down, his clenched hands relaxed, and he turned to look into the distance of the cliff, as if what had just happened had never happened.

Seeing that the ghost-faced man had quieted down, the man knew that his persuasion had worked, and walked towards the edge of the cliff. "As long as you don't disrupt the plan of the 'Venerable', you can do other things yourself."

The ghost-faced man glanced meaningfully at the man standing beside him, and when he talked about the relationship between the two, they were actually brothers in the same sect.

"Yunchuan, what should be put down is still to be put down, one person carries too much, and it is still himself who is hurt after all."

"Are you telling me what you're saying? Third Senior Brother. The man named Yun Chuan said disdainfully.

"It's not that I'm preaching, but I think it's a pity, originally you were the most likely to climb the Heavenly Dao in our generation, but you 、、、 for a woman," the third senior brother shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Needless to say, I have no regrets in this life, and if there is an afterlife, I will do the same." Yun Chuan's eyes were unusually firm, and he had no regrets for her in his heart.

"In this game, we want to survive to the end, it's difficult." The third senior brother turned around and walked away, Yun Chuan also turned around, and looked at the senior brother who was gradually walking away, "It seems that the senior brother is old." A sneer rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Evian, I will definitely save you, when the human clan was wiped out, the Qinling Blood Jade was missing, I didn't expect that there were still remnants alive in the world, I will definitely retrieve the Qinling Blood Jade for you." With that, the man jumped down the cliff.

The third senior brother who had just left went and returned, looking at Yun Chuan standing on the edge of the cliff, a cruel sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.

"Qinling Blood Jade? It's really in the hands of the people. After the third senior brother finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared out of thin air without warning, and the breeze blew across the top of the mountain, as if what had just happened did not exist at all.

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Tombstones are still tombstones, and people are still the same people.

"What can I do to save Min?" Yu Jianbo looked at his old self, his eyes full of pleading.

The old self sighed, did not speak, looked at the young self, I don't know if God has mercy on me, or if the girl in the tomb should not die?

"If you can save Xiaomin, but you want to hurt another person, are you willing?" The old self looked at the younger self, and the young Yu Jianbo seemed to grasp a life-saving straw. Ran in front of the old man himself.

"As long as I can save Xiaomin, I am willing to do anything, no matter who it is, I can!" Young Yu Jianbo said.

"You don't want to, you can't do that, and you won't do that, otherwise we wouldn't have met now." The old Yu Jianbo sighed.

"I will, you tell me, how can I save Xiaomin?" The young one fell to his knees, pleading with the old one.

"You don't want to know, if you really do that, you will regret it for the rest of your life, you will not be able to forgive yourself for the rest of your life, you will live in condemnation for the rest of your life, are you willing?" The old man said sharply, as if he was annoyed when he saw that the person opposite was exactly the same as himself so ruthlessly, but he didn't know that the person on the other side was himself, the same body and mind.

Thinking of this, the old man's body trembled, could it be that he had done something wrong before, he should save this hard-working girl, his lover, turned his face to look at the photo on the tombstone, the old Yu Jianbo's eyes regained firmness, and there was a voice in his heart reminding him that he had done nothing wrong, how could he harm others in order to save people, so what difference was there, transferring his pain to others? The old Yu Jianbo thinks that he can't do it, and Xiao Min doesn't want to do it either, right? How could such a kind girl let others die for the sake of her own survival, absolutely not. It is precisely because of this that I will be so obsessed with her for the rest of my life.

"Please, tell me what I can do to save Min." The young man knelt on the ground and pleaded.

"Kill, do you dare?"

"Murder?" After a short hesitation of the young man, his eyes became fierce, "As long as I can save Xiaomin, I dare anything." ”

"Okay, I'll tell you now, the person you want to kill is Gao Qing, your cousin, your dearest, are you willing?" The old Yu Jianbo became extremely stern at this moment, and his slightly bent body became so strong and majestic at this moment.

The young Yu Jianbo was like five thunderbolts, standing there motionless, muttering in his mouth. The person you want to kill is actually your cousin, why? Why does Heaven treat me like this?

The old Yu Jianbo sighed slightly: "Kill your loved ones and save your loved ones, are you still willing?" "If you can. The old Yu Jianbo did this a long time ago, precisely because that person was his cousin, so he was willing to bear this pain himself, and he didn't want to see his aunt suffer.

"Why is it a cousin?" The young Yu Jianbo asked the old Yu Jianbo, he really couldn't figure out why he could kill his cousin to kill the girl he loved.

"Because of the Qinling Blood Jade." After the old Yu Jianbo finished speaking, a thunderclap actually sounded in the night sky. The earth-shattering dry thunder exploded in the ears of the two from time to time, and the old Yu Jianbo looked at the sky, "The secret of heaven has been leaked, and he will 、、、find it soon" The young Yu Jianbo found that the old man's voice became smaller and smaller, his body became more and more blurred, and finally disappeared, along with the tombstone of the beloved girl.

"Remember, Qinling Blood Jade must not be greedy, otherwise it will 、、、" Halfway through the old man's own words, there was no more movement.

There was a burst of strange shouts in his ears, Yu Jianbo opened his eyes with difficulty, and what caught his eyes was a snow-white, "Wake up, wake up、、、" Yu Jianbo looked in the direction of the sound, it turned out that he was lying on a hospital bed, the voice just now was made by the nurse next to the bed, Yu Jianbo struggled to support his body with both hands, and wanted to get up.

When the nurse saw that the handsome guy on the bed wanted to get up, she quickly helped him up, took the pillow, and let him lean on the pillow at the head of the bed.

"What happened? How did I end up here? Yu Jianbo asked weakly.

"Don't you remember?" Yu Jianbo shook his head, the nurse thought he had broken his head, but fortunately the doctor said it was just caused by excessive fatigue.

"You fainted in the bathroom." The nurse said softly, originally she was on duty today, and when she happened to pass by that special ward, she looked in curiously, and when she was about to leave, the alarm light at the door sounded, she hurriedly walked in, and learned that the patient's boyfriend had been in the bathroom for a long time, and there was no movement, and she pushed the door to find Yu Jianbo lying on the ground. That's how it happened.

After Yu Jianbo heard it, he vaguely seemed to remember something, suddenly got up from the bed, and walked quickly towards the door、、、、

"Hey, your injuries aren't healed yet, the doctor told you to rest." The anxious voice of the nurse came from behind him, and Yu Jianbo turned his head suddenly, "Don't follow me." ”

The door was gently pushed open, Yu Jianbo approached the bedside, looked at Cui Huimin who was sleeping soundly, thought of everything that happened in the dream, and showed a long-lost smile on his face.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a crumpled yellow/colored note with seven large blood-red letters written on it, "You'll regret it." ”

Looking at the lovely child on the bed, his eyes were unusually firm than ever, and he walked to the side of the bed and kissed his lover's forehead.

"I will definitely save you, and I have no regrets in this life."