The sound of something breaking sounded in Luo Song's heart, making him, who was originally looking forward to it, suddenly feel disappointed and lonely as if he had lost his soul.

Almost at the moment when the rose in his hand fell to the ground, Luo Song hurriedly turned around and lowered his head slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, but one thing was for sure, he didn't want to face the previous scene.

I saw a woman in her twenties, leading a child who was walking upside down, walking in his direction step by step.

In addition, the woman was followed by a man who looked thirty years old, not very handsome, but exuding a sense of maturity that could make those close to him feel at ease.

"Slow down, slow down, don't drop the kid. The man said softly.

With a smile on her face, the woman walked with the child in her hands, looking at the child and the man with love in her eyes.

Although the woman's face changed and even her voice became much more mature, Luo Song could recognize it at once, and the woman was the Wang Nuoxin he knew, and the person he buried deep in his heart.

It's just this warm scene in front of him, but it makes Luo Song's whole person feel like a cold place in the depths, from the inside out, he feels a sense of coolness and powerlessness.

Obviously, Wang Nuoxin, who he buried in his heart, has married someone else and has children, which makes him embarrassed for the long-awaited time.

His heart for Wang Nuoxin may be unrequited love, and it is also a kind of love buried in his youth, which is not a love or not, but he is definitely a crush in his youth.

After seeing the scene just now, the attachment buried in Luo Song's heart completely collapsed, which made him feel extremely heartbroken, even if he had superb strength, he still couldn't change the fact that Wang Nuoxin married someone else.

Is this the feeling of heartbreak, you have to experience it sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Luo Song thought secretly in his heart.

And just as he was losing his mind, a voice came into his ears and said, "Brother, is this your flower?"

Luo Song trembled slightly, and the moment he turned around, his face changed, because he didn't want Wang Nuoxin to see him like this.

Luo Song, who turned around, found that the man had already helped him pick up the flowers and handed them to him, his expression was stunned for a moment, and he forced a smile and said: "You take this big brother, I can't use it anymore, it's a pity to lose it, seeing that your family is so warm, I will borrow flowers to give to you." ”

As he spoke, Luo Song glanced at Wang Nuoxin, and without waiting for the man to say anything, he turned around and ran across the road.

"Hey, little brother, you ......"

The man yelled at Luo Song. was stopped by Wang Nuoxin on the side, and the man looked at her puzzled.

"No need to shout, look at the person's expression and tone of voice, it should be a broken love, even if this bouquet is not given to you, he will lose it. ”

As he spoke, Wang Nuoxin took the words from the man's hand, smelled the flowers, looked at the man with a happy face, and said, "Thank you, husband!"

The man looked at Wang Nuoxin strangely, and then seemed to react, took Wang Nuoxin in his arms, kissed Wang Nuoxin's forehead, and also showed a happy look on his face.

It wasn't until the child next to them cried that the two realized that they had forgotten the child, and while laughing at each other, the man took the child in his arms and walked towards the community.

Luo Song on the other side of the road, looking at the figure in the distance under the sunset, his expression showed sadness, he knew that there were some things and some people, once they missed it, it would be an eternal regret.

And what he can do now is to silently bless Wang Nuoxin, although Wang Nuoxin doesn't know about his existence, but at least he knows that the other party is all right, and it is enough to have a warm home.

As for the bouquet of roses, it was regarded as a parting flower that he gave to Wang Nuoxin, even if the other party didn't know about his existence, but these were enough for Luo Song.

Long before coming here, Luo Song had prepared in his heart, even if Wang Nuoxin did not marry *, maybe Luo Song would not appear to meet the other party, after all, he is a monk now, and Wang Nuoxin is just an ordinary person, and this is the truth that the immortals in mythological stories are different.

Looking at the figure that disappeared into the sunset, Luo Song suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, even he didn't know why, he would have a sense of relief, maybe he came this time it was a mistake.

"It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes, although you don't know my existence, but I still sincerely wish you, for the rest of your life, everything is fine......"

After sorting out his thoughts, Luo Song turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Before you know it, night falls, and the whole city exists between darkness and bright lights, and Luo Song is like a ghost who has lost his soul, walking on the streets that are dark and bright for a while.

The hurdle in his heart also disappeared when he got the figure, but Luo Song was still alone after all, and it was inevitable that he would be depressed, not to mention that he didn't know where to go now.

"Maybe go back and get a good night's sleep and everything will be back to normal. Luo Song thought so in his heart.

He looked around, ready to find a secluded place, harness the flying spiritual power to rush back to H City, and go back to sleep well.

He hadn't slept well for two years since he went to the Netherworld.

First, there is no need, after all, the monk absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, let alone sleep, even if he doesn't eat, and secondly, in the two years he has been in the underworld, in the face of all kinds of cruelty in the cultivation world, how can he sleep peacefully.

Well?

Just as he was about to walk into the alley around the corner, he suddenly felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

This spiritual power fluctuation is very subtle, even an ordinary Qi Void Realm cultivator can hardly detect this spiritual power fluctuation, and Luo Song is naturally able to detect this fluctuation because of his strong soul power.

Judging from this fluctuation, the other party's cultivation was at least a fifth-level cultivator of the Qi Gathering Realm, because that spiritual power fluctuation was too vague, and it was difficult for him to judge the other party's specific cultivation.

Luo Song pondered for a moment, and then decided to secretly follow and take a look, after all, this is F City, and it is not very far from the community where Wang Nuoxin is located, and suddenly a monk appears here, he is naturally not at ease in his heart.

Luo Song pretended to be a passerby, took out a bottle of beer from the storage bracelet clock, evaporated the alcohol in it with spiritual power, and secretly controlled the alcohol with the power of divine sense, wrapping around his body, with his red face, he was already staggering, and he looked like a drunkard who had drunk too much.

Taking this opportunity, Luo Song walked up and down to the place where the spiritual power fluctuated, it was a street corner, where his divine sense was always paying attention, and found two middle-aged people in suits, talking about something, and one of them showed a look of shock on his face from time to time.

He fell to the ground, as if he had fainted drunk, attracting the attention of the two men.

However, the two of them just glanced at Luo Song's side vigilantly, and found that he was just a drunkard, and Luo Song did not have the slightest spiritual power fluctuation, which made the two immediately settle down again.

"In the Earth Cultivation Realm, is it true that such a powerful cultivator has appeared?" one of the men wearing gold-rimmed glasses asked in shock.

"I can't lie to you, hundreds of people on Kunlun Mountain saw it today, and this can still be fake. Another short, ugly-faced man said.

After hearing these words, the man with golden wire glasses took out his mobile phone and entered a string of strange URLs, and after entering it, all of them were some eye-catching headlines, and the news on the website was almost all the explosive news that Luo Song was on Kunlun Mountain today, breaking through the fairy road with a strong and peerless body.

"This person is so terrifying, we have to find out the details of this person as soon as possible, otherwise if we let him go, it is very likely to affect the organization's plan. The man with gold wire glasses said with a solemn expression.

Organization?

As soon as he heard these two words, Luo Song, who was pretending to be asleep in the distance, was suddenly shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the necromantic organization that Xie Qianqiu and the others had mentioned to him.

He has become where he is now, largely because of this necromantic organization, after all, the huge bat demon beast is a monster created by the necromantic organization, and the cause of everything also started from the bat demon beast.

"That's right, we have to find out this person as soon as possible, if we can pull into the organization, it will be of great help to the organization, but if that person is an enemy of the organization, we must eradicate him as soon as possible, so as not to oppose the organization in the future. The ugly-faced man nodded.

The two were silent for a moment, and the man in gold-wired glasses spoke, breaking the silence in the night.

"By the way, how is your Blood Knife refined, Lao Pang?"

"I'm still close to succeeding in refining, if I wasn't afraid of being noticed by those big families, I really wanted to kill a few monks, I wouldn't have to be so troublesome, and I would steal my blood knife with mortal blood every day. The ugly-faced man said with some depression.

The man with golden glasses shook his head with a chuckle, patted the ugly-faced man's shoulder, and said, "For the sake of the organization's plan, you better endure it, and after the sect master's side succeeds, your blood knife is still worried that there will be no monk's blood." ”

"That's right. ”

In the dark, the two laughed darkly, and after a few words of greeting, the ugly-faced man left on his own, and the direction he left was the direction of the community where Wang Nuoxin was located.

Seeing this, Luo Song didn't make a move immediately, and his divine sense kept staring at the man with gold-wire glasses.

Looking at the back of the ugly-faced man leaving, the man with golden wire glasses said with a gloomy face: "Very good, after a while, your bloody knife will be mine, hehe~~"

Immediately, the man with gold wire glasses also disappeared into the darkness, but neither of them knew that the conversation between them and all kinds of details were heard and seen by Luo Song, who was sleeping on the side of the road.

After confirming that the man with gold wire glasses had left, Luo Song slowly stood up from the ground.

After a moment of silence, he seemed to turn into a ghost of the night, and chased towards the ugly-faced man.