"Young master of the Immortal Palace, Qian Yu."

He slowly walked across the plank road in front of the altar of heaven and earth, dressed as white as when he first saw her, and slowly walked towards the altar, and on the mound was her weapon, the Bixiao Sword. With his light smile like a spring breeze, he walked into the altar and slowly stroked the inscription, and pale pink apricot blossoms grew under the stele. He stretched out his hand to take the Bixiao Sword, but was blocked by a silver-purple lightning.

"Young Master Qianyu, don't go too far."

Sima Yuchen stood behind him and patted him on the shoulder, signaling him not to take the sword.

"Sima Protector, when we meet, I only need this Bixiao Sword, don't you Moyingmen refuse?"

He turned, and instead of a smile on his face was a bone-eating chill.

"Sima Protector, you are not my opponent, get out of the way."

"You provoked a war in the place where she was resting, what are your intentions?"

"This Bixiao Sword, today, I must take it away. Take the lightning away. ”

"You think it's me?"

His eyes drifted to the black palace on the top of the mountain in the distance, where the North Chongrin retreated.

"Bei Chongrin, I must take this Bixiao Sword with me today. You don't deserve it. ”

"You're not an opponent in a fight, unless you give me a reason."

Sound transmission is secret. He looked at the situation of the Heaven and Earth Altar from the bronze mirror of the Xuanbing Wall, thinking that he would look forward to Xingxian, but he didn't want to be an uninvited guest.

"You no longer have the ability you had back then, you have suffered ninety-nine thunder tribulations, it is already a miracle that you can survive, why bother to survive?"

"What about you? For the sake of an unknown woman ascending to immortality, you have suffered a hundred years of calamity for her, what can you do? ”

"She's important."

"And this sword was taken for her?"

"Yes."

"I thought that the feelings of your god clan were similar to our demon clan, but I didn't want to be so romantic."

"You have to break free from your fate."

"You have to break free from your fate."

"But you're not breaking free, you're running away."

"It doesn't make sense anymore, North Chongrin. Give me this sword. ”

"Brother, I'm not like you, and I don't know all the past you have experienced, but this sword was left to me by Master, and I won't allow you to take it away."

The woman standing silently behind Sima Yuchen spoke, and Qian Yu slowly turned around and looked at his sister who had never appeared in his memory.

"Thirteen, it's time to go back when you've had enough."

"Brother."

"Bei Chongrin, how can you hand over the Bixiao Sword to me."

"It can't be, unless she comes back to life."

Qian Yu snorted coldly, and casually released the wind blade and swept towards the ice cave at great speed. The thunder in the nine heavens was split, the apricot blossoms in the apricot blossom forest suddenly bloomed, and a touch of red appeared on Luchen Peak, which was the neon phoenix yarn that Mo Fang once loved.

"Door Master?"

"Painting?"

"Master?"

The three figures rushed towards Luchen Peak in a flash of lightning, but they didn't want to see another person, who was also in red like her back then, but that person was a man, the divine doctor who had disappeared from the mainland for three hundred years.

"Liu Linchuan, what do you mean by this?"

"Wear the most beautiful clothes and see the most beautiful girls."

The man looked back, three hundred years later, his appearance became more and more charming, and the peach blossom eyes pretended to be tender, but he was still resolute, not a wanderer but pretending to be cynical.

"Lord Xingfeng, I'm here today, I'm here to take away Bixiao Sword and you."

Qian Yu stepped forward quickly, raised the sword in his hand and put it on the neck of the man in front of him.

"Young Master Qianyu, the people on the way back to Moyingmen these days are all yours, I really don't know how much face I have, it is worth your dedication to the Immortal Palace. Is it that Qian Canghai is old and cares about things, or are you Yu Yu making your own decisions? ”

Liu Linchuan's fingertips touched the sword slightly, and the sword hung down softly as if it had melted, as if it was made of cotton wool.

"I'm starting a fight? Why didn't he think about bringing her back to life when he killed Mo Fang? How did he not choose to believe her? Aren't you the most loving person in the world? Why are you so superficial and ignorant? ”

Finally, Qian Yu finally in front of everyone, Qian Yu unveiled the wound of a hundred years ago in front of everyone, the last story of the apricot blossom forest, the truth that no one has mentioned for a hundred years, and the antidote to the pain that he has been tearing out every day. It pierced into Liu Linchuan's heart like a needle, and he couldn't pull it out, and he couldn't ignore it. His eyes burned red, and he clenched the dagger in his cuff, and at some point, blood flowed down the hilt of his sword.

"North Chongrin, how can you?"

Zhu Menli broke off.