The relentless offensive carried Su Li's anger and helplessness, and he seemed to be trying to explain something through such an attack.

What does that mean?

If everything related to the original destiny of heaven is erased, will the destiny that belongs to this man that will be inherited also erase with it?

The answer is clearly no.

But why do you insist on doing these meaningless struggles?

Because life is too short.

What about mortals? What about immortal cultivators?

The word bitter and short is all about happy days.

Even if you have a long lifespan, so what?

If you can't stay with the people you care about, no amount of time is just wasted.

If it is really according to the meaning of sending Wuchen, giving up the past and giving up the emotional bonds, then the intersection of Su Li and Yuan Wuzhong, compared with the total amount of time of their existence, is like two straight lines that extend infinitely, only missing at a certain point, and then running to different ends without looking back, never to see each other again.

"You can't deprive me of my joy."

Su Li said in a deep voice.

"Immortals do things, do not seek to be worthy of heaven and earth, worthy of the people, only to be accessible in their hearts, and to be satisfied."

This is what he should be, and it is also the point that he has always been different from the original Wuchang, and he has traveled through countless worlds to complete tasks, and it is difficult to identify with the current environment.

When Su Li does things, the first thing he thinks of is always himself, not the heavy burden on his shoulders like the Taoist chief.

"If I send a dustless death, I can let the immortals see the helplessness of the common people, and let the immortals see the helplessness of me being played by fate"

The blind boy fearlessly faced death and said:

"Then I do!"

Countless reincarnations have long since wiped out Ji Wuchen's attachment to the world.

He has nothing else to worry about except his sister.

And his own existence happens to be the source of his sister's pain.

So...... It is better to use death to untie the shackles that the ancestors' wishes have become.

Although he will never be able to wash away the endless sins on his body, it is also a relief.

"Immortals are not soft-hearted people."

A light condensed from Su Li's fingertips.

It was a manifestation of power compressed to the extreme.

"What are you? What kind of enlightenment can your death bring to me? ”

A mocking smile hung on his lips.

And at this critical moment.

Suddenly.

"Brother!"

A mournful cry came from the rockfall.

A petite figure, bloody with a huge belly, stumbling on the dust.

"Don't Die"

Hope for flaws, and there are dripping water marks under your feet.

"I ...... Our child will be born soon, and with his body, you will be fine......"

The amniotic fluid soaked through the petticoat, which had already been dirty.

The girl is very beautiful, still the same as Su Li remembers, simple, clean, and clear.

Even if there is the word flaw in her name, even if she has experienced so many tragic sufferings, she is still flawless, and she can't.

"You shouldn't be here."

How did you find this place?

He set up a shielding barrier before casting the spell, and even Yuan Wuzheng didn't notice the shaking of mountains and rivers here, let alone an ordinary little girl?

Don't

"Send dustless, you are not small!"

The fairy's fingertips were only a fraction of a millimeter away from the blind boy's brain.

"Let Ji Qiu Defect follow you all the way here with a belly with broken amniotic fluid? Slut! You're forcing me, forcing me to let you live for her pitiful sake! ”

"No ......"

Ji Wuchen shook his head.

That's not true.

A kind of hurt and deception repeated many times, already with extreme cruel cruelty.

How could he be willing to hurt his sister again?

"When I left, she was still lying in bed to raise the baby......"