Knowing what it was like to have his mind, Ji Jiashu couldn't say it, but he became more and more nervous as he watched the girl approach.

He had seen his friends often say that he liked some girl, but he had lived for fifteen years, but he had never had.

Even the people around him didn't notice anything strange about him.

And he is destined not to have the opportunity and time to have a normal relationship like his friends.

"Chunhuajun, the immortal officials who maintain the mountain and the Second Highness are still on the mountain, and the forbidden army is preparing to escort the Second Highness down the mountain, you can go up again to greet you!"

A fifth-level cultivator who came down with him spoke, and Ji Jiashu looked up and immediately understood what he meant. He was about to go up the mountain again, but before the man could finish speaking, he had already left.

Ying Baoyue was the last to leave the mountain road, saying that it was at the bottom of the mountain that she could only reach the bottom of the mountainside at this time.

After understanding his intentions, Ji Jiashu could no longer bear the wait.

He was about to climb Zihua Mountain again to greet Jiang Yuanyuan and the others as the people around him said, and more importantly, when he went to greet her, the people at the foot of the mountain suddenly let out a burst of exclamations.

"The mountain is cracked!"

Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank, I don't know if Mr. Mengyang and the other great immortal officials have reached the limit of maintaining the mountain, and from behind the girl who was about to go down the mountain, the mountain suddenly cracked a huge crack!

This crack appeared behind her, and she should have been able to avoid it at the girl's speed, but what made Ji Jiashu's heart tremble was that when the woman rushed down the mountain and rushed halfway through, she seemed to have found something and stopped, and the next moment she actually turned around and went back!

"Hold the moon!"

No one knew what she was doing, what was worth turning around.

The crack went deep into the valley floor, and below it was an abyss, which looked like it would collapse and be buried at any moment. Once he falls, he will definitely die without a place to be buried, shaking and trembling so terrified that even the fifth-level cultivators dare not approach.

And in this case, the girl actually returned to the edge of that crack without hesitation!

What the hell is she going to do?

Ji Jiashu took a deep breath and rushed to the mountainside, and the next moment he was stunned when he saw the girl's actions.

He watched her lie on her stomach in a crack that was shaking and could collapse at any moment, leaned down and stretched out his hand with all his might, and grabbed a person.

Just as the man was about to fall into the abyss, she grabbed him.

No one expected that she would do this at the last moment, including the person who was being pulled away.

Just as the huge mountain crack opened under his feet, Murong Heng knew that it was his retribution that had come.

Or rather, it was the ending that he had already arranged.

After doing these things in public, he was destined to never return alive.

Those people wouldn't allow him to live to be interrogated, even if he couldn't have been forced to come up with any information.

Feeling the ground cracking under his feet and his body falling into the abyss, Murong Heng's face did not show the slightest surprise, only a trace of relief.

He was an outcast, he already knew it.

Or from the time he was born, he was an outcast.

He is not a person who exists in this world, but a ghost who was born not to exist, but still hovers in this world.

The demons should go back to hell.

The only regret is probably that he didn't have the opportunity to see his sister again.

If his sister is really dead, she is certainly not in hell as a good person.

But he did so many bad things, he was definitely going to hell.

Sister, his sister.

Murong Heng fell into the abyss on his back, originally without the slightest struggle, but when he thought of this, he suddenly stretched out his hand upward.

Of course, no one will respond to him.

The only relative in the world who cherished his life died more than ten years ago.

Because of her, he also ended up like this person and ghost.

He thought he hated her, but at the end of the day, he realized that he just wanted to see her.

He just wanted to see her.

Goodbye, his sister.

But by this time it was too late.

"Sister."

Murong Heng closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to the face in his memory, he thought he would catch a void, but he didn't expect it.

Between landslides and ground fissures.

Someone held his hand.

The downward trend of his body was restrained, Murong Heng opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw the face of the person who grabbed him, he was completely stunned.

Anyone could have it, but he didn't expect it to be her.

"You ......" Murong Heng looked at the girl who was lying on the edge of the crack with her whole body lying on the edge of the crack and the rocks rolling down beside her, and said in a daze, "Why is it you?" Why are you here? ”

If you really hate him, if you want to catch him with a thousand cuts, there is no need to fight so hard, he is going to die anyway, there is no need to take such a big risk.

"For this sword?" Murong Heng seemed to understand and looked at his waist. However, at this moment, a mountain rock fell and broke his sword belt, and the black sword fell into the abyss in response, and he saw the girl's pupils shake, but he did not let go of his hand.

"Let it go!"

Murong Heng didn't know how to describe his current mood, looking at the increasingly shaking rocks under Ying Baoyue's body, he said sharply, "Isn't my fate like this in line with your intentions?" ”

"Even if you want to be punished, you have to come up and accept the punishment of the law, instead of dying so inexplicably," Ying Huyue's shoulder was in excruciating pain, but she still didn't let go, and said fixedly looking into the young man's eyes.

"Law ......" Murong Heng looked up at her, not knowing whether to laugh at her for being too serious or for laughing at her for being too stupid.

However, in this world, there are really such people.

He looked up into the girl's eyes and looked at the girl's eyes above his head in a daze. He really hadn't seen any cleaner eyes than this except for his son.

Thinking of the young man who was still standing alone in the quagmire, Murong Heng's eyes rose with guilt.

"You don't know, for someone like me, this fate is just right." He spoke softly.

He's going to die here.

"It's just a pity, Childe, Ah Heng can't help you anymore." He bowed his head and muttered.

"Childe?" Ying Baoyue was stunned when she heard this, and repeated.

Who is it?

Who is his son?

The two black-armored generals who chased her in the forest at the beginning seem to have a son.

Who the hell is that child?

However, before she could reply, the man below her reached out his other hand and broke her fingers that had grabbed him.

"What do you do?" Ying Baoyue opened her mouth in amazement, but saw the young man hanging above the abyss with his head tilted his head and showed her a smile.

"I am a sinful person by birth, I don't want to come up, this fate is the most suitable for a ghost."

Murong Heng smiled and reached out to break Yingyue's fingers, but the next moment he felt that the girl suddenly tightened her hand.

"There is no one born sinful in this world." She spoke softly.

Hearing this, Murong Heng was stunned.

The girl did not let go, but stared into his eyes with great seriousness, and spoke without the slightest hesitation.

"You're not a ghost, you're a person!"

You're not a ghost, you're a person.

The words rang silently in his ears and struck him in the heart.

Murong Heng raised his head and looked at those eyes, which were forever engraved in his heart.

She was the first person in the world to treat him as a human being.

It's a pity that he met her too late.

It's too late.

Murong Heng smiled at her, broke her last finger, and let go of her hand.

The boy fell into the abyss.

"Murong Heng!"