"Thousands of years of Beidou, Yao Palace is cold and bitter, not as good as a fairy couple, a hundred years of rivers and lakes. Well, a good couple who is not as good as a fairy, a hundred years of rivers and lakes. Ha Lu Ha ......" Lin Chaoying laughed after hearing Liu Cheng's half-chanting and half-singing strange song. Just laughing and laughing, but the blood in his mouth flowed more.

Looking at Lin Chaoying, who was getting weaker and weaker, Wang Chongyang hugged her nervously and shouted softly: "Chaoying, stop talking." You're too tired, lie down and rest. ”

"Brother Hao, if you can lie in your arms and spend this most difficult time, Chaoying has already died without regrets." Lin Chaoying looked at Wang Chongyang with a tender face, as if he wanted to remember his appearance deeply in the depths of his soul.

"Brother Hao, I don't know if I can call you a father."

"Yes, yes, yes......" Wang Chongyang responded with a crying voice and a little hurriedly.

"Xianggong!" Lin Chaoying slowly stretched out his hands, stroked Wang Chongyang's face, and said slowly with a wisp of memory: "I have been looking forward to this sound for more than 40 years. Now, at last, ......"

Lin Chaoying stroked Wang Chongyang's hands, slowly stopped moving, and slowly slipped down from his face. Lin Chaoying's eyes were tightly closed, and he could still let others see the smile, and let people see the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Lady !!" Wang Chongyang shouted loudly, his voice echoing in Zhongnan Mountain, as if he wanted to call back the soul of the woman in his arms.

"I'm a bastard! Come back, come back and beat me. We haven't been able to get married, and we haven't been able to join hands with the rivers and lakes, how can you go to the Yellow Spring alone? ......" Wang Chongyang shouted from the beginning, slowly muttering, and kept muttering to himself.

Liu Cheng looked at this scene, and didn't know how to persuade Wang Chongyang, after all, Lin Chaoying had gone, so he was embarrassed not to be too sad?

At that moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if something was going to happen.

I saw that Wang Chongyang suddenly pulled out the long sword that was abandoned aside, and slashed it at the neck. Liu Cheng didn't have time to say anything at this time, so he hurriedly ran his light skills with all his strength and blocked in front of the sword.

"Master, my sister will definitely not want you to do something stupid. I heard that more than 60 years ago, there was a master who left a Taoist book before he died, and maybe he could bring his mother back to life. Liu Cheng endured the pain of the sword breaking his back, gritted his teeth and said word by word.

The master he spoke of was the yellow dress. And that Dao book is naturally the Nine Yin True Scripture left by his collation of the Wanshou Dao Collection.

Although the Nine Yin True Scripture is not as magical as Liu Cheng said, Wang Chongyang, as a Taoist, Liu Cheng had no choice but to use the Taoist book to ease Wang Chongyang's will to die.

"Xuantong, what you said, but more than seventy years ago, the Nine Yin True Scripture left by Mr. Yanshan Huang Shang, who challenged many masters of the Ming Sect?" As soon as Wang Chongyang heard Liu Cheng's words, he was like a man who had fallen into the water and grabbed a life-saving straw, grabbed Liu Cheng's arms and asked nervously.

Although he was young at that time, he was born as a scholar in Huangshang, and Wang Chongyang studied literature since he was a child, so he naturally heard of him. For his ability to rely on ten years of practice, the people of the Ming Sect who can't raise their heads are naturally very admired.

"Yes, yes." Liu Cheng hurriedly nodded in affirmation.

"Are you sure that the Nine Yin True Scripture can bring Chaoying back from the dead?" Wang Chongyang still asked with some doubts.

"Master, think about it, that Huang Shang is an ordinary person, and he can actually challenge a great Ming Sect in just ten years, doesn't this reflect the magic of the Nine Yin True Scripture?" At this moment, Liu Cheng can only do his best to fulfill his big lie.

He can not care if the plot changes, he can not care whether the Quanzhen Sect will be broken because of the absence of Wang Chongyang, but he can't let this master who loves him die in front of him like this.

"Okay, from today on, as a teacher, I will go to the rivers and lakes to find the Nine Yin True Scripture left by Mr. Yanshan." Wang Chongyang slowly stood up with Lin Chaoying in his arms and said with a proud face.

Suddenly thinking that the apprentice in front of him had just blocked a sword for himself, Wang Chongyang hurriedly asked, "Xuantong, how is your injury?" ”

"Master, the apprentice is fine, let's settle the master's body first." At this time, Liu Cheng had already run the secret method of the dragon elephant prajna gong, and the bleeding from the wound had stopped. It's just that the wound still looks hideous and terrifying. It can be imagined from this that Wang Chongyang really wanted to kill himself under the sword at that time.

After Wang Chongyang heard Liu Cheng's words, he looked at the hideous wound, there seemed to be two wet marks between his eyes, and he didn't say much, got up and hugged Lin Chaoying, walked slowly, and arrived in a chrysanthemum garden.

Wang Chongyang, who came to the chrysanthemum garden, murmured affectionately, "Chaoying, your favorite in the past was this chrysanthemum, wait for me to take the cold jade bed that was once given to you from the far north, and you will enjoy the chrysanthemum here in the future." ”

After making the chrysanthemum out of a flower bed and putting Lin Chaoying on it, Wang Chongyang said to Liu Cheng: "I'll go and get the cold jade bed in the ancient tomb, you are here to take care of your master's body for me." ”

"Yes, master." Liu Cheng replied respectfully.

I saw Wang Chongyang tiptoe a little, his body swayed up, and he stepped into the air a few times, like a fairy among the gods, Ling Jiutian, moving the clouds, driving the clouds and fog in the direction of the tomb of the living dead.

Liu Cheng silently looked at Wang Chongyang's departing back, as if he saw the shadow of Lin Chaoying beside him, and as if he saw a lonely Taoist. Perhaps, Wang Chongyang understood that everything was a lie, but he still believed it, because he needed an excuse, an excuse to live.

When he really got the Nine Yin Sutra, when he understood that everything could no longer deceive himself. Perhaps, it was the moment when he went to the nine springs to find Lin Chaoying.

After less than half a pillar of incense, Wang Chongyang carried a person and a big ice cube, and rushed to the chrysanthemum garden.

Liu Cheng looked at the person in Wang Chongyang's hand, it was Zhou Botong, and he didn't know why, he was caught by Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chongyang threw Zhou Botong to the ground and scolded angrily: "I'll clean you up later!" Then he used Xuangong, slowly lifted Lin Chaoying's body up, and then put the cold jade bed under him.

"Chaoying, don't worry, within nine years, if I can't find the Nine Yin True Scripture and let you come back from the dead, I will definitely go down to accompany you to the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring." Wang Chongyang swore that at this moment, although he did not swear. But Liu Cheng knew that this was more unbreakable than his oath.

Perhaps, nine years later, he will no longer be able to stop Wang Chongyang.