"A passerby?"

The woman in red looked at Chu Lie indifferently, and suddenly raised her wrist, and the blood in her palm condensed into a blood-colored long sword, and the blade of the sword was pointed straight at Chu Lie's throat, pressing out a blood line, lightly opening her lips, but her voice was as cold as ice.

"Just a passerby, who gave you the courage to dare to look directly at this seat?"

"Yes...... Villain, presumptuous. ”

Chu Lie looked at the familiar face, watched the heroic eyebrows and clear eyes change into an unfamiliar appearance, chuckled and leaned over, the woman frowned, her palm was slightly raised, a cold light flashed, Chu Lie's right shoulder trembled violently, his right arm was shattered, and he fell to the ground like a butterfly, and the blood was scattered all over the ground, falling on the dark blue cloth.

Chu Lie's pupils contracted suddenly, and his brain went blank.

'Chu Lie Chu Lie, this is a piece of cloth that I went to the town to pull for you, you see, dark blue thick lines, very noble~ I learned to make you a set of clothes, you wear it for me, okay? ’

Xi Ya's cute smile was still in front of him, and the red clothes had already passed by him, like inky black hair brushing the edge of his sight, this was the long hair he had combed countless times, but at this time, his heart was throbbing, and the cold and indifferent voice fell in his ears.

"Today, I will spare your life, and if you dare to do it again, I will kill you and scatter your soul."

In the blink of an eye, the red golden flame rose into the sky, disappearing directly at the limit of sight, Chu Lie's body shook, and he fell to the ground directly and weakly, his eyes were red, but he laughed out loud, the laughter became louder and louder, and he was so laughed that he lay directly on the ground, laughing with tears on his face.

When he gave Xi Ya a drink of forgetfulness water, he was not so painful.

He replied to Xi Ya, but he was not so painful as a passerby.

But when the girl disappeared beside him, when he was the only one left in the air around him, this familiar environment, all the breaths that counted him were locked here like a cell, his heart ached, his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe, this table was made by him, but the patterns on it were carved by Xi Ya, the style of this house was Xi Ya's favorite, and the flowers on the windowsill were specially found by Xi Ya from the far north and planted here......

There's no more elegance here.

Without......

Only he is left, in this life until death, in his life, there will be no girl to accompany him, accompany him to see the prosperity of the world, accompany him to wash all the lead, and make soup.

"Chu Lie Chu Lie ......"

"Grace ......"

On the second day, the southern emperor broke through the boundary, and when Sun Wukong and others came to this East China Sea spiritual mountain, the original hundred miles of sword qi were dispersed in one day, the world was gloomy, and only birds and beasts could be heard.

"This is?!"

Sun Wukong's expression changed suddenly, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly turned into a rainbow light, and only in an instant he swept over this distance and appeared on the spiritual mountain.

There were traces of blood on the corners of Chu Lie's mouth, and he slowly raised his head, his original eyes that were as deep as an abyss had dimmed, and he lost all their brilliance, and he smiled at Sun Wukong and the others:

"Wukong, am I now worthy of the ...... of the world?"

Sun Wukong's expression was as if he had been struck by thunder, he was suddenly stunned, looking at his friend in front of him blankly, only feeling a burst of sadness, Guanyin looked solemn, slowly stepped forward, half-knelt down, wiped the blood for Chu Lie, and nodded:

"You are worthy of everything, worthy of all the sages of the past and present, and you are worthy of the ...... of the people in the world"

"Guanyin ......"

Chu Lie raised his eyes and looked at this Buddhist master with a peaceful face, as if mocking, as if laughing at himself:

"You don't understand ......"

"I don't understand ......"

Guanyin's expression moved slightly, the eyes in front of him faded their brilliance, the white-haired young man still slowly lowered his head, and the picture in front of him gradually blurred, becoming those pictures of the past - fighting on the front line since he was young, saving others again and again, fighting again and again, fighting to the death again and again, and saving the world again and again.

They relaxed because of him.

Because he's coming.

They will say Chu Lie, you are finally here...... They will rejoice in him and raise their morale for him!

And there is only one person who will make him careful.

He saved the world and others, and was recited by the world!

Regardless of life and death, it took seven years to save him, but there was only one.

Eventually...... It's a pity that he still lost the girl who saved him......

It seems to go back to more than ten years ago, when he was just a small big knight, his sword qi was only three meters, and his face was childish and cold, at that time, there was a girl who hugged his waist and said:

"You're the ...... I picked up"

"You don't want to leave me like them, okay...... Chu Lie ......"

The corners of the white-haired young man's mouth were hooked, and he whispered softly:

"Good ......"

The head was lightly clicked, and the last trace of dilapidated gas surged into his body, Sun Wukong's expression was mournful, and the dawn holy sword that was originally placed on the stone table on the side suddenly came out of its sheath, and the sound of the sword roared was terrible and desperate, rising to the sky, and smashing the gloomy air of the world.

Sun Wukong looked at the scene in front of him a little blankly, suddenly rain fell, sprinkled on his body, raised his hand, the rain was red, it was clearly the color of blood, but he still couldn't believe it, his palm trembled slightly:

"No, it can't be...... Yesterday was fine...... And the ability to draw the sword out of the sheath, why ......"

"You tell me, why! Why don't you even give me time to wait for me to save you! ”

He muttered, but for some reason he suddenly became angry, as if he was going to question Chu Lie and took a few steps forward, but was blocked by Tang Sanzang raising his hand, this Qingjun monk sighed and said:

"Wukong, don't make trouble...... The blood and rain in the sky, the sorrow of ten thousand swords, the ...... of heaven and earth in disguise"

"You know better than me what an emperor and immortal god looked like when he fell......"

“……”

Sun Wukong's body trembled slightly, he blamed himself in his heart, anger, and indescribable sadness made him almost unable to restrain himself, slammed his fist on the void, raised his head and roared wildly, and his spirit soared into the sky, but he couldn't break the blood of the heavens and the earth, and the sword roared......