The cold darkness penetrated his only remaining layer of white gauze chiffon, caressing his white skin with a faint red glow, and the coolness was like a mad beast leaving no room for it. A pair of broad arms and a warm hug made him so relieved.

"Xianhua, wake up, what's wrong?what's going on?" the anxious tone pulled his consciousness back from the unknown, slowly opened his eyes, the breeze on his cheeks could still feel the residual warmth of tears in the corners of his eyes, the pair of people full of worry and infinite care, the people who accompanied him whenever and wherever he needed it, appeared in front of him when he needed it most, and gave him the most needed support.

"Senior brother, you're here" Xianhua hugged Du Ling tightly, as if he would leave him in the next second.

Looking at Xianhua in front of him with messy clothes and bloodshot eyes, Du Ling's heart was dripping blood, and the tears in the corners of his eyes were like dozens of sharp knives, and the thunder of Wanju hit his body directly, although he didn't know what happened to the other side of the Mengsheng Mirror Stone, but he knew that he was really wronged, as if he was also deeply touched, so he hugged Xianhua to death, as if he wanted to embed him into his body

"Tell me what happened just now?" Du Ling gently lifted Xianhua's cheek on his shoulder with one hand, lifted away the tears from the corners of his eyes with pity, and touched his long black hair and whispered

"A darkness, a person, and then ......" Xianhua desperately thought about everything that happened in the spar just now, but the more he thought about it, the more blurred it became, the face, the figure, and the words he heard were not real, only the pain in his body and the smell of blood in his throat were real. It's as if everything just now was just a dream, a dream that was implicated in reality.

Du Ling looked at Xianhua, who was getting sadter, and couldn't bear to continue asking, picking up Xianhua like a tassel fairy and stepping away.

"Since you can't remember, don't think about it, maybe it's not too late for you to tell me when you remember."

Xianhua nodded, and suddenly he realized something and asked urgently

"Senior brother, why are you here with me, shouldn't you be on Budu Immortal Mountain" The voice was full of doubt

Du Ling froze, he didn't want to tell Xianhua the truth now, even if he told him, he had to wait for him to come to his senses, and tell him when his mana was almost recovered

Xian Hua saw the tangled expression on his senior brother's face, he knew that his senior brother never lied and was upright, and now that his eyebrows were about to squeeze into a heap, he understood that there must be something unspeakable in this

"Don't worry, senior brother, I haven't seen any strong winds and waves, if you have something to say, there is nothing in this world that can hit me" said and pinched Du Ling's face, leaking a bad smile

"Actually, everyone on the entire Night Frost Mountain is dead, except for you," Du Ling's tone was full of peace, just like an ordinary sentence, but every sentence pierced into Xianhua's body

"What are you talking about, senior brother, how is it possible, isn't there a three-eyed nine-tailed blue fox guarding it? How could anyone dare to kill people here, and it's all of them" Xian Huaman asked in a worried tone of disbelief

"I don't want to lie to you, the reason why I came here is because I heard the sound of fighting"

"Who killed them" Xianhua's hands formed a fist, and a mouthful of blood spat defenselessly on Du Ling's white brocade, soaked layer by layer.

Du Ling couldn't bear it, and swallowed back half a sentence after saying it

"Senior brother, you don't have to care, you continue to say that I can hold on, who killed them"

"Are you sure I want to continue?"

"I'm sure!" replied in a tone full of affirmation, Du Ling shook his head helplessly, and placed him on top of the soft armchair

"All of your apprentices were killed by the Biluo Fox, and all of the Biluo Foxes died in your unique secret method - the death decision"

"This, how is it possible, how can I kill them with my own hands" Xianhua was so excited that he didn't know how to face such an answer

"I know it's not you, I've known you for thousands of years, I know your temperament, if you want to kill them, how can you wait until now, and how can you give up a hundred years of cultivation to lay down this guide to the crossing" Du Ling hugged Xianhua, his tone was full of love and pity

"I have hidden all their corpses under the mirror, if you want to see me, you will solve this spell, if you don't want to, activate your secret method to help them come back to life, no matter what, I will always be with you" Xian Hua looked at the affirmation in his senior brother's eyes, and his heart was extremely steady

"Senior brother helped me solve this mirror, although I have seen life and death, but those Biluo foxes and I have a relationship like a relative, I have lived until now except for the master and you and the closest person to me, even if I know that I will die in the future, I will return to graceful, but I still want to be prepared now, so that when I experience it once, I will not be so sad, and those apprentices who are about to have a relationship with me, will receive death training in the future, so that I, as a master, know how to respect him with a fragrant fragrance."

"Now that you're mentally prepared, I won't say anything more" Du Ling grabbed Xianhua's hand and relied warmly and firmly throughout Xianhua's body and mind

"The ancient road is long, the other side is broken, the mirror is like a dream. Broken"

The smell of blood suddenly hit Xianhua's brain like waves, and his nasal cavity, although he was mentally prepared, he also imagined what kind of scene he would see, but when he really saw it, his heart seemed to be broken

"No~" A long sigh of sorrow, his tears couldn't stop flowing, distorting his face

The nine tails of the blue fox were broken one by one, not a sharp weapon, but torn alive by hand, the white fox hair full of blood stains has long lost the purity of white, and the red is soaked and he can't tell his true nature, and the third eye on the top of his forehead was gouged off, as if it was crushed and crushed by a kick alive. The body is full of holes, some of the fur has been flipped out like flesh and blood, the leaky heart is still beating, little by little almost stopped, the faint wail is no longer real, those apprentices who have just started, the body is broken, the face is hideous, the poor man who was sucked away is like dead ashes, the tiger spirit bites the head of the tiger, as if he has eaten delicious food, the sword of the green bamboo divides Huang Xuanxuan's body alive, Shuang Ling is unconscious, kneeling on the ground, and the remaining hand is still pointing to Xianhua's side, as if he is holding something。 Broken magic weapons everywhere, full of blood and stumps.

His heart was so painful, he had never been so sad, he had imagined that his senior brother, his master would leave him one day, and he would be left alone, this should be the case. Xianhua couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and plunged into Du Ling's chest, tears wetting the blood-stained clothes just now, and the traces of blood spread......

Xianhua raised his finger and made a handprint

"The immortal hides the soul, the past returns, the line leaves a blank place, crosses the dust, survives in the past life and this life, forgets this life and restarts this life"

In an instant, a fluctuating halo of light was cast in the sky, gradually expanding, thousands of butterflies flew down in the halo, all kinds of butterflies, sprinkled with colorful brilliance, with a faint fragrance, flying into every broken body, the halo fluctuated, gradually falling, melting into everyone's immortal mansion, the figure of the soul returning from all directions, gradually returning to the flesh in the guide of the graceful ghost lamp, the morning light was a little beautiful as if everything had never happened, the ghost lamp that led the way stopped in front of Xianhua, as if to say something, but did not speak, and disappeared in a purple corpse door with wild ghosts

The mirror is broken, and the return is coming.

All of them have completely forgotten what has just happened, and the blood, the horror, the temptation, and the loss are as if they had never experienced it, and there is no trace of it. The memory is still stuck in the time when he first came to Xianhua, and he can't remember what the preliminary evaluation or test is. I only felt the soreness all over my body, and those nine-tailed blue foxes were still in the posture of Sister Xian'e, holding lotus lanterns, full of kindness.

Xianhua tidied up his clothes and returned to his usual serious demeanor, and Du Ling Shangshen also returned to his Du Ling Xianshan in this piece of peace, and touched the top of Xianhua's head when he left, full of pampering, as if telling him that everything was over.

Yes, everything is over, can there be anything worse than this? Everything is a new beginning