After that conflict, Bing Yu left the Heavenly Palace.

She said that she would find a place where no one knew her to give birth to the child and raise him alone!

Bingyu's decision completely angered Yang Yi.

He was jealous and crazy, he kept sending people to find her, and deep down in his heart, all kinds of emotions were intertwined.

He admits that in her eyes, the spirit is indeed a wolf by nature, and even if he tries his best to clothe himself in sheep's clothing, blend in with the flock, and pretend to be a sheep who follows the rules, the wolf will eventually betray the sheep.

At the end of the day, he's just a jealous man, and he can't afford her betrayal.

This hatred reached its peak when he learned that she had actually given birth to a seed of evil.

The flames of jealousy burned his reason completely, and he ignored the obvious evidence, and only felt that this evil seed should not be left in the world.

He put on a bronze mask and took advantage of the chaos to snatch her child.

Seeing that she knew that she was invincible but chased her out weakly, he didn't have the slightest pleasure of revenge in his heart.

He hated the father of the baby in his arms so much.

He wants to kill the seed of iniquity and make her taste the price of betrayal.

But for some reason, there is a touch of luck in my heart, perhaps...... Maybe he's really his own child!

This is a contradiction and confusion that even he himself does not understand, and the repeated torment makes him finally angry with the child, carving a mark of shame on the back of the baby's neck with his own hands, and then sealing the baby's five senses and throwing him into a pool of miserable blood.

If he is the bloodline of the Spirit Clan, the Desolate Blood Pool will let him grow up, and if he has nothing to do with himself, he will naturally be melted by the Desolate Blood Pool.

It was the most appropriate disposition he could find.

For a hundred years after that, he didn't dare to open the seal of the blood pool.

He had always been strong for the first time he began to be afraid, whether the child was alive or dead, he was extremely regretful, he realized that his actions had hurt her deeply, from the very beginning, from the first time he rejected her, he had hurt her.

Especially after that night's mistakes......

If he could admit this affection early, the ...... between them Ben still had room for manoeuvre, but he made mistakes again and again, and he crushed all the possibilities between them with his own hands!

......

......

Opening the seal of the Pool of Miserable Blood was an accident.

On that day, Yang Yi was unable to enter the time because of the demons in his heart, and suddenly sensed a vibration at the bleak blood pool, as if there was something inside that wanted to be forcibly broken and break out.

He has always been haunted by demons, and he immediately remembered the baby he threw in more than a hundred years ago, but when he opened the seal, he saw Yue Wuxin, who had grown into a young man.

The irrefutable fact is in front of her, she gave birth to his child, and Heavenly Dao has no intention of completely exterminating the Spirit Race, but that time, just-

Excitement and remorse hit his heart at the same time, especially seeing that although Yue Wuxin had a peerless talent and a beautiful appearance, he ...... Because there is no one to educate them, they are childish in their words and deeds, and they are as direct as beasts, and they act only on instinct.

At that moment, although Yue Wuxin's eyes couldn't see him, he couldn't help but hug this son who was completely resistant to him.

No matter how hard he struggled or resisted, Yang Yi hugged him tightly and didn't let go, he vowed to make it up to them, and he wanted to make Yue Wuxin the most talented descendant in the history of the Spirit Clan.

In his body, Yang Yi once again found his earliest self.

He took him back to the Heavenly Palace, claiming that he was his adopted son.

He taught him hand in hand, tirelessly taught him the common sense of life, starting with the smallest things. However, Yue Wuxin is so naïve and so stubborn, even the simplest clothes have to spend several times Yang Yi's effort to teach.

Everyone in the world thinks that Yang Yi's patience is all because he values Yue Wuxin's talent, but he doesn't know that Yiqiē is only due to guilt.

From beginning to end, Yang Yi didn't have the face to admit that he was his father, he just tried his best to polish him and wipe off all the traces of beasts on Yue Wuxin's body.

It took twenty years of polishing to finally let Yue Wuxin fade away from the roughness of the beast, and he officially appeared in front of people, elegant and beautiful, polite and polite to people and things, no one could have imagined that this beauty of the moonlight flowers blooming in the night was once as rough and barbaric as a monster.

Yang Yi watched with satisfaction as Yue Wuxin gradually grew into the shape he liked, but he also saw the coldness in Yue Wuxin's eyes.

People who have been deprived of their feelings are just performing their feelings according to the hopes of the world, and what is hidden under the gentleness is endless cold.

But Yang Yi doesn't want to expose that the emotionless Yue Wuxin is a purer spirit than himself, he will not fall in love with anyone, and therefore he will not make mistakes with himself.

What if-

If the ice jade didn't return to the Heavenly Palace!

......

When Bing Yu returned to the Heavenly Palace, it was already three hundred years after Yue Wuxin had entered the Tribulation Period.

She was a woman who had achieved great things, and soon after waking up from the grief and loss of her flesh and bones, she regained her strength, and for more than 500 years, she has been active in the realm of the Heavenly Palace under the name of Ghost Face, chasing and killing enemies and making a name for herself at the same time.

Now, almost everyone involved in the events of that year has been killed, and it is time for her to go back to the Heavenly Palace to collect the debt from the last person.

This last person is Yang Yi.

However, on the ladder that winded into the depths of the sea of clouds, stood a high-crowned man in light-colored clothes, shrouded in spiritual light, as bright as the sun and the moon.

The moon has no heart.

Bing Yu had heard about him.

He is the younger brother adopted by Yang Yi after he exiled himself.

Unlike himself, who has extremely poor talent and relies on hard work to have a glimmer of life, Yue Wuxin is a real genius, with peerless talent and unparalleled appearance.

That's why he was obviously a child raised by a wild beast, but he made an exception and brought it back to the Heavenly Palace, taught it with his own hands, and loved him meticulously.

Jealousy made her instinctively hate him, even his name.

Even if he was invited repeatedly in front of the ladder, he only glanced back politely.

At this glance, the wound that had been closed at the bottom of my heart opened again!

This fluctuation -

Back then, she rebelled out of the Heavenly Palace and was hunted down from all over the world. She doesn't want to turn back, struggling to survive in the face of the world's enemies. So the child had just been born, and she deliberately carved a mark on the child's body because she was worried that he would be forced to lose it because of her own negligence.

As a result, the same mark was found on Yue Wuxin's body!

Need no more certainty that he is indeed her lost son 600 years ago!

But...... He called her sister, and her son actually became her brother!

It's impossible for Yang Yi not to know, he knows it but he still has to let Yue Wuxin be responsible for receiving him, he-

This touch made her heart sink in pain again, and when Yue Wuxin took the initiative to reach out and want to hold her and step on the ladder with her, she turned her head in disgust.

The hatred in my heart, the madness burning.

Is my love for you really nothing!

You hate me so much that you are so cruel to our children!

At that moment, she vowed that she would definitely expose Yang Yi's mask and let him lose him at the expense of everyone to get a qiē!

......

Many, many years later, a great war almost completely destroyed the Xiuzhen realm.

At the end of the war, she sealed him, and because of the backlash of the seal, her soul was destroyed, and only a trace of consciousness was attached to the glass seven-colored snake, which was carried by Rong Descendant, and she survived.

It was the happiest period of her time, although her soul was incomplete and her sense of time was muddy, but she could walk the world with him who returned to her nature every moment.

Many, many years later, the stagnation surged again, and the dark side that should have been completely buried broke the seal, proclaimed itself emperor, and set off a new monstrous blood wave.

Fortunately, the various arrangements of the year also began to be launched, temporarily blocking the pace of the emperor and giving the cultivation world time to cope.

But the entire cultivation realm was inevitably swept into darkness and gore again, and Rong Yi and her were trapped in the Flame Ice Prison, possibly dying at any time.

However, even if he can't protect himself, Rong Yi still protects her with only a trace of soul left, just like he met her for the first time in the wasteland.

This time, it's time for me to repay you. She said this, unleashing the last of her strength.

......

When the true yuan was completely exhausted, Rong Yi opened his eyes and looked at the glass snake that still refused to give up his last moment.

"I have never been worthy of your love, and falling in love with me is the biggest mistake of your life. ”

He was ashamed to say that if he could start all over again, he would be willing to repent to all sentient beings, and he would be willing to bind himself to the altar of sin and desire, without seeking liberation.

"I'm sorry, I love you, but I've never dared to admit it. I...... Sometimes I am even jealous of my own sins, but at least my dark side is simple enough to dare to say the love in my heart. ”

He closed his eyes and let the fire burn the last of his soul.

Soon he will disappear completely, and with his sins and regrets, he will fall into hell completely.

However, the expected heat did not come, and a touch of coolness enveloped his consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the remnant soul of Bing Jade, which was about to disperse.

The transparent body hugged him, thin lips sliding across his neck.

"I ...... I've never really hated you. Or rather, the more I hate you, the more it proves that I love you. I...... I've always wanted nothing more than to free you from the altar of self-bondage...... You are not a born saint, you are not obligated to bear worthless responsibilities for this world, you have the right to choose the life you want, just as I want a small happiness......"

His soul burned fiercely in the karmic fire, and the coolness of the transformation sprinkled on his body, bringing him a deeper and more painful touch.

"At the beginning...... I ignore your feelings for me, and act perversely, which is not tolerated by the world, but you ...... He didn't give up on me from beginning to end, and he didn't hesitate to burn himself to stop me......"

"These are all things that I willingly do. Love is a strange thing, when I like you, you don't admit to liking me. When you start liking me, I can't stand your liking ......"

"yes, it's been a waste of time to go around and around, to really realize that we actually like each other, but there's no time. ”

"I've never ...... fool."

She didn't continue, and the little time left made them suddenly feel that words were meaningless, and they just snuggled up and fell into the hell of love together......

――If there is really an afterlife, we will be the most ordinary village husband and village woman, plowing the fields and weaving, ordinary and ordinary, for a lifetime, okay?

- Okay.