He took a deep look at the closed door of the temple and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a 'click' and the door opened.

In an instant, Xi Yan turned his head in surprise.

Wu Zhen was also stunned, and then saluted excitedly: "Lord Priest." ”

Xi Yan looked at the temple priest in a daze, and his clear and bright eyes of insight seemed to be covered with a faint haze.

He cried out worriedly, "Your Excellency? ”

"Xi Yan." The temple priest's gaze fell on him, and he muttered, "I can't see clearly. ”

Xi Yan was even more puzzled than her, and was about to ask her if she couldn't see clearly, but the temple priest had already answered: "I can't see why he did this." ”

“.”

Xi Yan fell silent.

He couldn't figure it out either.

The priest of the temple seemed to come out to say this, and she lowered her eyes and whispered, "Go back." ”

That night, the rebels attacked the capital directly.

The people hid in fear and fear in their homes, watching the flames outside, accompanied by the roars of the rebels and the clashing of knives and guns.

The rebels broke into the palace of the prince and minister, captured those who had not had time to escape, and broke into the palace. The figure of the great general was not among them.

Xi Yan looked at the rebels who surrounded his prince's mansion, and he was not surprised, but he looked at the deputy general of Si Yan in front of him, and said coldly: "I want to see Si Yan." ”

The adjutant general lowered his head without changing his face: "Your Highness, please stay here." ”

His tone was respectful, not like the attitude of a rebel, which made Xi Yan's eyebrows move, and just as he was about to make a move, the adjutant general seemed to have expected it in advance and left directly.

Xi Yan couldn't, so he could only be placed under house arrest in the prince's mansion.

And the ember in his mouth was stepping on the mountain path to the temple at this time.

He came to the solemn gate of the temple and glanced back at the war-torn capital in the distance.

At this time, the temple was quiet, without a single guard on duty, and the wide open door exuded a bit of loneliness.

The general's armor was stained with blood, and his sword was not as clean as before, so he returned from the battlefield with awe-inspiring murderous intent, ignoring the fact that the temple was empty, and went straight to the priest's temple.

On the way, he met the Priest of the Black Tree.

Si Yan's eyes remained unchanged: "The priest still dares to come to see me?" ”

"General." Wu Zhen leaned over slightly, "I have a hunch that I will return today, and I can see the general before I die, so I have no regrets." ”

Ember's grip on the saber tightened.

"Let's go back."

He just said that, and walked straight past him.

The black priest sighed, turned to look at his distant back, as he saw him off a year ago, bowed down, and whispered: "Wu Zhen, send off the general." ”

At this time, in the priest's temple, the priest of the temple sat on a high platform, and several books were spread out in front of her, but her attention was not on them.

Noticing movement outside the hall, she looked up.

Under the main hall, the general removed his blood-stained armor and saber and walked in harmlessly.

Through the layers of curtains, she stared at the other party's blurred figure, and called out clearly: "General." ”

The general's footsteps stopped, and his smiling voice came: "The war has burned to the national capital, but the priest is not surprised, is he not ready to intervene?" ”

The priest of the temple looked at him fixedly, but his tone was indifferent: "There is no disobedience, it is compliance." ”

"Stupid."

The general sighed, and the temple priest's eyes froze.

"If the royal power is replaced by the rebels, how long will you, the priest of the temple, be able to sit in this position?"

"I know."

The temple priest calmly gave an answer.

The general watched the figure on the high platform dance with the flames of the candles, and she seemed to move and walked down from the high platform.

The priest of the temple came to him and replied, "The temple will follow the destiny of heaven, and I am no exception. ”

"You're so cruel."

Si Yan's cold words made the silent eyebrows of the temple priest ripple slightly.

"I've done so much, and I haven't been able to impress you." Ember spoke slowly, "But I still can't do it, let you die in front of me, or watch you die." ”

The temple priest's perceptive eyes, which were known as seeing through all things in the world, clearly showed a hint of confusion at this time.

She couldn't see through what Ember was thinking at this time.

Ember seemed to understand her confusion at this time, and couldn't help but laugh: "The eye of insight can't see clearly, right?" ”

The priest's pupils twitched.

Four months of cultivation not only failed to wait for the judgment of fate to come, but instead clouded her eye of insight, just like the situation in front of her.

At this moment, she knew the answer.

"Because it can't see my true heart."

Ember spoke slowly, his eyes unblinking, and he kept staring at the temple priest.

In the next moment, with the sound of the sword sinking into the flesh, he clearly saw the pupils of the temple priest in front of him suddenly constrict.

"You-"

The temple priest stepped back and watched in disbelief as Ember thrust her own sword into her waist.

"Ahem!"

Ember spat out a mouthful of blood.

His originally cold and healthy face suddenly became weak and pale, and he was always willing to be ruthless to himself.

Looking at the temple priest who was stunned in place, he showed a gentle smile: "I originally wanted you to do it, but I think you don't want to, so I can only do it myself." ”

"Why?"

The temple priest's voice, which had been almost calm and rational before, trembled at this time, with confusion and incomprehension.

"I knew you'd be doomed to this." For the first time in her life, she obeyed her instincts, stepped forward to support Si Yan, who was half-kneeling, and said with difficulty, "But I don't know. It's such a development. ”

"Don't blame yourself."

Ember reached out a hand to touch her face, but gave up because it had her own blood on it.

"It's my choice."

"Even the mighty generals have died under your sword, and the rebels will only be more jealous that the temple will not attack you, and you have enough time to get out of here."

"Like I said, let's go see the beautiful mountains and rivers outside."

Before he died, he still remembered it.

The temple priest stared blankly at Ember as he was dying in his arms.

She suddenly remembered the memory of Doya lying dying in her hospital bed and saying goodbye to herself in the midst of the plague, and now, although the general was not tortured, the long sword that remained in his body reminded her again and again.

Once again, the temple priest watched as the people around her left her. Only this time, she clearly understood that something had changed.

The fog that obscured the Eye of Insight lifted, but she didn't need it anymore.

(End of chapter)