Heavenly Mountain.

Behind Zuo Wuxiang, a young man with a capable figure stood there with a respectful expression.

"Senior Brother Zuo, Bai Qiuhan asks to see you. He said softly, "He begged bitterly in front of the door, hoping that Senior Brother Zuo could save him once." ”

Zuo Wuxiang's face was cold and arrogant, his head was grandiose, and he was so handsome that on his bewishing face, there was a touch of cold color circulating, cruel and cold: "Bai Qiuhan? Hmph, the waste of self-cultivation, in vain I regarded him as a confidant at the beginning, it is really a shame, let him go!"

"Yes. The young man with a capable look showed a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded, didn't dare to say anything, turned around and walked out.

He had a good personal relationship with Bai Qiuhan, so he said more. But he has been with Zuo Wuxiang for a longer time, and he has no surprises about this result.

Moreover, he knew what Zuo Wuxiang had decided, no one could change it, he couldn't, Bai Qiuhan couldn't, even if it was Zuo Wuxiang's master, he couldn't!

Outside the cave, Bai Qiuhan knelt on the ground with a desperate expression.

He knew what the result would be, since he chose to abandon his cultivation, he was already doomed, blame, blamed on himself for believing too much in the strength of the sect madness!

You will not live!

Today, he understands this very well.

Still, he came with a glimmer of hope.

Eager to be able to get Zuo Wuxiang's treatment, his dantian has been abolished, and there is no black lotus battle body of the sect madness, the sect will definitely not spend a lot of resources to consume on his body.

Zuo Wuxiang, who has a wealth of countless people, is his only life-saving straw.

Even though he knew that there was little hope, he still came.

His brother, the hedge, was his greatest hope.

He once saved the life of the fence, and the fence is the closest person to Zuo Wuxiang, I can't say, Zuo Wuxiang will look at the face of the fence and give himself a chance.

He swore that as long as he could repair the dantian and restore his cultivation, he would definitely cultivate desperately and repay Zuo Wuxiang a thousand times.

He didn't want to seek revenge on Xiao Yu anymore, everything that happened that day was deeply imprinted in his mind, he crushed the powerful sect madness, killed the Futu Mountain to find himself, forced the famous Guo Nu to leave, and was accepted as a disciple by the group of ancestors of the sect in the holy realm......

All this, the impact on him was too great, directly destroying his will, so that he no longer had the courage to fight against it!

He has been able to cultivate so far, his intelligence will not be too bad, and he clearly realizes that the gap between himself and Xiao Yu is like a moat, in this life and this life, it is impossible to cross it.

Maybe Xiao Yu will be defeated or even killed by someone in the future, but he knows that this person will definitely not be himself.

The fence came out quickly, the expression on his face was full of helplessness, and he shook his head lightly at Bai Qiuhan and sighed.

Bai Qiuhan's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were full of despair.

But he didn't dare to say anything, let alone complain.

He knew that compared to Xiao Yulai, this Zuo Wuxiang was no worse at all, and he was also the top genius in thousands of years, proud of the world, but after stepping into the realm of rebirth, he just acted in a low-key manner.

What's more, Zuo Wuxiang's personality, compared with Xiao Yu's brightness and integrity, is a little more insidious and ruthless, and he uses all means.

He was also Zuo Wuxiang's henchman, and he knew that except for Xiao Yu, none of Zuo Wuxiang's enemies could have a good end.

But on the contrary, almost no one knows that Zuo Wuxiang made a move.

If this Xiao Yu is destined to become a hero in his life, and Zuo Wuxiang, he is a hero!

"Well, I expected that. ”

Bai Qiuhan smiled bitterly, his expression was lonely, his weak body trembled, and the color of despair was beyond words.

Fence Luo's face was also a little unbearable, and he said softly: "Brother Bai, don't worry, you have the grace to save my life, although I can't save your dantian, let your cultivation recover as soon as possible." But, I swear, I will take care of your family and do the best I can!"

Bai Qiuhan showed a burst of relief on his face, nodded, and glanced at the fence gratefully, but his face was extremely bleak, desperate to the extreme.

Then he glanced at the cave house lonely, and suddenly used all his strength to jump down the cliff.

"If you can't resume your cultivation, what's the point of living? If you lose your cultivation, you will definitely be kicked out of the sect, but if you lose your cultivation and are regarded as treasures by your family, you will definitely be disliked when you return to the family, so it's better to die......

"Brother White!"

Fence Luo's body shook, and he shouted in his mouth, reaching out to grab Bai Qiuhan, but he was a step too late, and he could only watch the other party fall off the cliff.

This mountain peak is known as the best in the sky, and it is known for its treacherous and steep slopes, and it is full of craggy boulders everywhere, falling down, and there is no life.

"Brother Bai, why are you so hard, it's better to die than to live, as long as you live, there is always hope. Even if you can't repair the dantian quickly, but a little bit of repair, a little effort, there will always be a day of recovery!"

"A nobleman who enjoyed endless extravagance suddenly lost his family fortune, suffered cold ridicule, and most of them couldn't bear the gap, and finally chose to commit suicide. Zuo Wuxiang didn't know when, he walked out of the cave, his face was tasteless, and he said lightly, "Death may be the best destination for him." ”

"Who said that?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, "Life is given by parents, cultivation is to break through the way of heaven, not to give in to heaven and earth, failure and setbacks are common, how can you die?"

This voice seems to come from the nine heavens, mighty and mighty, and the aftermath surrounds the peak, and it will not stop for three days.

Immediately after, a crane roared and flew up.

Above the crane, there is a man standing proudly.

The fierce mountain wind made this man's black hair dance wildly, but he remained immovable and independent.

It's Xiao Yu!

Behind him, on the back of the crane, there was another person, but it was Bai Qiuhan who was about to commit suicide by jumping off the cliff.

"Brother Zuo, do you think so?"

Xiao Yu smiled, looked at Zuo Wuxiang fixedly, and stood indifferently, but showed a trace of unruly taste for no reason.

This rebelliousness is an unyielding to fate, a struggle against fate, an endless ambition and pride, and a fearless overcoming of thorns!

"That's a good point. ”

Zuo Wuxiang looked at Xiao Yu's eyes and nodded in agreement, but as soon as the words changed, he said again, "It's just that some waste will always be waste, and if you help him, you will fall off by yourself." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to glance at Bai Qiuhan intentionally or unintentionally.

In an instant, Bai Qiuhan only felt a tremor in his soul, and boundless fear surged into his heart.

But immediately, he couldn't help laughing at himself, he had died once, what else was there to be afraid of?

He struggled to jump off the crane back, looked at Xiao Yu quietly, and said bitterly: "Why do you want to save me? I have been against you, and I have insulted you more than once, don't you hate me?"

Xiao Yu glanced at him, smiled dumbly, and said with a strange expression: "Hate you? You think too highly of yourself, in my eyes, you are no different from ants." Would you hate an ant that shakes its tentacles desperately at your feet?"

"Anyone who is dying is encountered by me, I should save it, there is nothing special about you. And now, if you throw yourself into the bent on death, you can jump again, and I will definitely not save you again. His voice was cold and devoid of emotion.

Bai Qiuhan was stunned, his face turned pale for a while, but his expression calmed down.

Then he didn't say a word, saluted Xiao Yu respectfully, turned around and walked down the mountain step by step, but he didn't mean to die again.

Only when you die once do you know the preciousness of life.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Zuo Wuxiang again.

Liang Luo looked at Bai Qiuhan, and then at Xiao Yu, with a complicated expression.