The smoke and rain were hazy, holding a yellowed oil-paper umbrella, Sanren Zhenjun stood on the shore of the lake, looking at the falling lily petals, like withered thoughts, splashing bluestone slabs, and telling about sadness......

On the top of the Tianshan Mountain, there is a handsome and elegant man lying in the crystal coffin, the purple brocade robe is neat and elegant, and there are white petals scattered around.

The past is like a raindrop on an umbrella, which disappears in an instant, and the loneliness that I try to hide is seen through by the years, and the air is filled with endless thoughts......

"Master, you once said that the best place to return after death is nothingness, but I have already lost you, if you want to watch your body disappear, forgive me... Can't do it. ”

Sanren Zhenjun looked at the man in the crystal coffin affectionately, as if he couldn't get enough of it, and described the appearance of the Bodhi Patriarch over and over again, wanting to imprint this appearance deeply in his mind, so as to spend the rest of his life in the long lovesickness.

He turned to look at the red-eyed Nian Xiao, and walked over with a smile, "Does it still hurt?" ”

His eyes fell on the red slap print on Nian Xiao's face.

Nianxiao shook her head, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of sadness: "Master, have you really decided?" Want to sleep with Patriarch Bodhi? ”

Sanren Zhenjun touched his head, "Silly apprentice, Emperor Chen will take care of you, and you can rest assured as a teacher." The road is too dark, he goes alone, I don't worry. ”

The master and apprentice looked at each other, smiled and said goodbye, and choked up: "Then you go, I will guard the Tianshan Mountain." ”

"Okay." Sanren Zhenjun turned his head to Di Chen and said: "Di Chen, I am still not as strong as you, I can't wait, I can't bear it, maybe it's because I regret too much, so I have become more cowardly." ”

"My apprentice will be handed over to you, don't look at him is usually very smart, and when he encounters something with you, he is stupid to death."

"Good... Take care of him. ”

Di Chen nodded, "I will." ”

Nian Xiao pursed his lips, hugged Sanren Zhenjun with both hands, and said sullenly: "Master, I regret it, can you wait, I will definitely find a way to help you save Patriarch Bodhi, okay?" ”

The people around him have left one by one, and now even the master is gone...

Once in the time when there was no memory, the master gave him warmth and protection, he didn't want to lose this person, he only had this one loved one left.

Can you, don't leave?

Sanren Zhenjun patted him on the back, "Silly apprentice, there is a price to be paid for going against the sky, and some things are already doomed." ”

He gave Di Chen a look, and Di Chen stepped forward to laugh and come out of the arms of the true monarch of the scattered people.

Sanren Zhenjun turned around directly and strode towards another crystal coffin.

"Master—don't go!"

"Sanren Zhenjun, why do you come back to this king! ——”

Nianxiao struggled to stop the figure of Sanren Zhenjun, that was his master, his relatives, he couldn't watch him die, he couldn't do it!!

"Don't—Master! Ahhh

With tears in his eyes, Di Chen hugged him tightly, touched his head with his hand, and comforted: "Seventeen... Don't be afraid, I'm still here. ”

Nian smiled and decadently grabbed Di Chen's shirt, and looked at the back of the Sanren Zhenjun with teary eyes...

"Don't go... Master. ”

……

With the two coffins as the center, Sanren Zhenjun hollowed out his heart and blood to draw a large array, Brahma Buddha stood outside the formation, coldly looking at all this, and saw Sanren Zhenjun walk into the coffin.

Asked, "Do you want to start now?" ”

Sanren Zhenjun turned his head sideways, looked at the Bodhi Patriarch through the crystal coffin, and said, "Well, start!" ”

Master Beauty, I'm here......

As the coffin closed, Brahma Buddha used his mana to urge the formation, and the bright red blood instantly wrapped the coffin, and the two crystal coffins were drowned in blood.

The wind blows the lily petals, and the petals fluttering in the sky seem to jump like a soul, and the fragrance of the lilies spreads throughout the Tianshan Mountains.

After a few moments, the wind stopped.

The formation and the crystal coffin have all disappeared...

Everything was reduced to nothingness, as if it had never existed.

Nianxiao's eyes fell on the place where the coffin had been stored, and she said silently in her heart: Master, master, goodbye...

Born before the same year, death is not lonely.

The rain in the Tianshan Mountains is still falling, drizzling and the wind is slightly cool.

……