"If you don't die, how can you survive...... Master, did you enter the wheel of rebirth just because of Hades' words?"

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"I remember that you seldom quote someone else's words as truth, especially when the other person is an enemy. ”

"You remember well, but Immortal isn't just my enemy. ”

"Or what?"

"The deceased. ”

......

I don't know when the rain has stopped.

The oil-paper umbrella used to shelter from the rain when Qin Wuyi ascended to the sky had already been put aside.

The three-foot blue sword was also untied from her waist and put aside.

Only she was still holding his hand and did not let it go.

She seemed to have slept for a long time, and she was also very stable, not stable for a long time.

There has only been one precedent for a similar situation since she met him.

When exactly will it happen?

It was many years ago when he was not Emperor Cang, and brought her from Unprovoked City to Qingyun Sword Pavilion, but he encountered an accident, transferred from Wujian Peak to Demon Sword Peak, and entered and killed, and killed thousands of people with one sword.

She was too young to witness so much blood for a long time, and she fell into a stupor.

As long as you faint, you will sleep for as long as you are.

But when she woke up, she didn't feel dizzy at all, even though there were obvious signs of burning around her, she didn't feel any accumulated smoke and dust in her lungs, and even the clothes she had just changed into at that time were not damaged in the slightest.

He was the last person she saw before she fell asleep, and the first person she saw when she woke up was him.

is one, but it gives her the feeling that it is like two people.

His long hair was still there, but there was not much ink black, and most of it had been replaced by a frost-stained pale.

It's not a pale face, how to match it?

She felt that it was very undeserved, and she felt incomprehensible.

Unless she slept for a hundred years or more.

But this was obviously impossible, because when she reacted and began to investigate her body, it was still the small and weak body that she touched and felt.

That day, her eyes quickly turned red and wet, but she managed not to shed a single tear.

Because she felt that he was sad enough to change from black hair to gorgeous hair, she just forcibly suppressed herself and didn't show it, if she couldn't control herself and cried in front of him, maybe it would break his restraint and arouse his deep sadness.

So that year, that day, after being scorched by the fire of Xuandu, there was such a scene on the Wujian Peak, which seemed to be very lonely and bare.

A white-haired man and a dark-haired girl, staring at each other, silent on each other, both sad enough, each with the ability and qualification to cry, but both with deep restraint, from day to night.

Qin Wuyi, who was no longer the skinny girl she was back then, suddenly blinked her eyes unconsciously, her eyes were wandering and flickering, her empty right hand was no longer spread out, and gradually retracted, but when her nails touched the tender flesh of her palm, it was actually punctured a little.

She didn't care about the pain in her hands, because at this moment she also remembered that scene back then.

After a peaceful sleep, what I woke up to see was unspeakable sadness.

She couldn't help but be a little scared.

Because not long ago, she slept for the first time that she hadn't had for many years, and the first thing she saw after opening her eyes was him with white hair.

Does this mean that she will soon have to wait for another grief and endure a period of misery?

Qin Wuyi didn't dare to think about it.

She knew all too well what the man was in.

The Divine Dynasty collapsed, and when he reached his twilight years, another old enemy who was also an emperor asked him to fight a decisive battle tomorrow, and he couldn't escape or avoid it.

That kind of result, that kind of sadness, once it happens, is destined to not gradually improve like the passage of time many years ago, and it will only crush her whole person in the first place!

"Master ......"

No sooner had she called out a salutation than her voice began to tremble with a palpable trembling meaning.

No matter when, no matter where, as long as she is facing him, it is difficult for her to control her emotional ups and downs.

This is her greatest weakness, but it is also her greatest characteristic.

"Huh?"

Emperor Cang's cloudy eyes suddenly revealed a hint of clarity, but this did not mean that his body and mind had improved, in fact, even if it was replaced by someone else, as long as he observed carefully enough, it was easy to see his "strong support".

Not to mention that in addition to practicing swords for so many years, she has been spending her time observing and understanding him?

After just one glance, the softest place in her heart was touched, and when facing him, the state of mind that was not very strong seemed to be swallowed by rolling thunder, and it would soon collapse and shatter into powder.

She really felt the urge to throw herself into the man's arms and cry uncontrollably.

But she still had to refrain from it.

Time flies, although she is no longer the little girl who was curious and afraid of novelties back then, she is still Qin Wuyi, remembering each other for no reason, without a reason, and with love until the end.

"Finally, it doesn't seem to be far off. ”

Qin Wuyi's flickering gaze wandered in all directions, the position she was in at the moment was actually above the heavenly dome, but her eyes revealed as if she was exploring, searching, and analyzing farther away.

It's just that even Emperor Cang can't break the game, and the people who can't see through it, what can she find and what can she find?

Therefore, after all, there is only a vast expanse left, as if living in chaos.

"Why do you want to watch it when you know you can't see it?"

Although he tried his best to release a neutral voice, not long after he spoke, the backlog of vicissitudes and sorrow that belonged to his twilight years was as uncontrollable as a flood bursting its banks.

Qin Wuyi's face turned pale, and it was not only his voice that trembled, but also his body.

"Knowing you can't do it...... Master ...... Why bother?"

chuckled, sad and unconscious, he originally planned to touch her cheek at this moment like he did many years ago, but for some reason, after hesitating for a long time, his left hand finally hung in the air, not letting go, even the right hand holding Qin Wuyi relaxed his strength, and there was a tendency to break away.

It was probably because there was too much backlog of vicissitudes and pathos, and even the Dao Law couldn't suppress it, so he couldn't notice the subtle movements in Qin Wuyi's hands.

The knuckles flexed, trying to gather, and gripped the palm he had withdrawn tightly.

But when a cold wind blew, it suddenly came to a standstill.

The rain around her stopped, but the rain in her heart would not stop, it would only rain more and more, adding to the sadness and heartbreak.

And because he had experienced too much, his eyes were filled with most of the unimaginable cloudiness, and he couldn't see it at all.

There may not even be time to slowly scrutinize the conjecture.

For just as the sun was setting and rising again, he was going to the top of the thirty-three days to fight a decisive battle with his fateful enemy.

It was a decisive battle destined to be about the "end" and the "end".

The Emperor's End!

The end of the emperor!

She didn't want it to be him, but as things stood out, it was hard not to be him.

Let's ask, a man who is even beginning to disintegrate the emperor-level state of mind, and the emperor-level cultivation is tending to turn into the Tao, even if he puts on the emperor's robe and wears the emperor's crown, can he still reign in the world again as a victor, overlooking the mountains and rivers?

It was the first time her faith in him was shaken, and it was the last.

Qin Wuyi no longer dared to look at the man beside him.

She was afraid.

I am afraid that a small look will ruthlessly tear her last line of defense apart, and she can't bear it, so she has to collapse.

She really didn't want to put any more pressure on him, even if he was numb, even if he was blurred.

"Time is running out......"

The short five words, when Di Cang said it, it seemed that he had exhausted his life's strength, it was a sadness that no one could experience except him, and it was also a long sigh that no one could imitate.

Qin Wuyi didn't look at him, and he didn't look at Qin Wuyi again.

No longer seeing, still caring for yourself.

"I said earlier that the Taoist friend who traveled from the past to the future brought a sentence to his past self, do you remember?"

"Remember, the words of the master are only four words, and when it is broken, it will be broken. ”

"Yes, when it is broken, I thought that in this way, I would be able to understand a lot of things in advance and avoid a lot of mistakes in the past, but now it seems that I think too much. I am still your master, or the emperor who coexisted and died with the Divine Dynasty, no longer Qin Cang, no longer a Qin demon, and no longer a Qin Jun. ”

"The king is like jade, but he is the king!"

"These are the words of my old man. ”

"But I secretly wrote it down after hearing it from your mouth, if you don't die, how can you survive? ”

"So you don't think they're any different from what I said?"

"Hmm. ”

A very brief response, but in exchange for the last sincere smile of this emperor in the world.

"You've changed a lot over the years, but I can always find a shadow of the past in you, and that's good. ”

"If the master can find the shadow of Sister Su Yuqin Su on Qin Xian's body, it should feel better. ”

"yes...... It's a pity that I can't find it, just like the figure that held the sword and pulled the flower in the heavy snow many years ago, I can't find it......"

Qin Wuyi suddenly regretted saying those words.

Because since then, Di Cang, who was already in a disordered mood and had been in decline without a fight, seemed to have completely fallen into madness, and kept repeating the words "can't find it" in his mouth.

She wanted to comfort, but she didn't know how to comfort him, so she had to accompany him from dusk to night, and then from night to dawn, and then watched this man suddenly grow up, with the attitude of an emperor, climb to the top of the thirty-three days, and go to the final battle of ten deaths!

......

ps: I don't have to think too much, I know that this chapter should be the most incomprehensible chapter so far, like a sudden jump from ancient chaos to modern civilization, so I need to suggest that friends who don't understand it go back and revisit chapter 364, and remember each other for no reason. Although it may not be possible to connect well after revisiting, it will not always be full of ??????

Friends who are attentive here may have questions, is it because of the previous chapter of Mao or Qin Cang's death, and this chapter has been replaced by the future Emperor Cang and Qin Wuyi talking?

Could it be that the author couldn't make it up due to pressure from many parties, so he casually made such a chapter, as the finale that left countless space for readers to reverie (pit dad)?

Hehe, of course not.

However, before explaining, I still have to release a major news, that is, from now on, there should be no more text updates for "The God Emperor of Ten Thousand Dao".

Damn, no update, what the hell?

Well, that's pretty much the first reaction of everyone.

I would like to explain it for two reasons, one is that the current state of writing is very poor (not only the impact of subscriptions) and needs a long period of adjustment, and the other is that I don't want to go all the way to the dark and write this originally good story to death!

A very heart-wrenching fact is that if I continue to persist until two or three million words are completed normally, unless a conscience boss sees the copyright of this book after a long time and wants to buy it, the end of this book will be no different from that of a salted fish that can't turn over, isn't that just writing dead?

At this point, there should be people who come up with such an idea, what are you doing so much nonsense, if you want to abandon the article, just say it, how many roundabouts!

In response to this, I have only one answer, not to abandon the text, I just split a book into two parts, "The God Emperor of Ten Thousand Ways" is the upper part, temporarily ended, and the second half will be continued, the main thing is to fill the pit in the upper part, and it is still the protagonist of Qin Cang, but it is just to start with Qin Junyu in the previous life, this is a workaround or even a rescue method that I have carefully considered and discussed with the editor.

What's the name of the lower part and when will it be released?

Well, another question.

The name is still thinking about it, is the time, I am tentatively setting a new book, that is, a classical Xianxia text of five dynasties and ten kingdoms that is being created and has not yet been released.

It's been a long time, so the friends who have been chasing me all the way feel a little pitted and scold me a few words, and I won't say anything.

But after all, it was also a helpless move.

Just to make this story live, not to let your hard work go to waste.

Well, that's all for the time being, after all, it's placed after the text, and one more paragraph should meet the limit of 1,000 words, which pits genuine readers and friends.

Friends who have something to say can leave a message in places such as Zongheng or chasing books, and I will try to read it.

When I return, the old and the new friends are all there.

Farewell today, apologies!