The long knife pierces the heart, but it only takes a little time, really, not even a breath time. Because this long knife has become a spiritual weapon, it is simply easy to deal with a self with empty cultivation but this fragile skin.

It's just that, before the sharp pain overwhelms him, Seokjin seems to hear the wail of the long knife. Is it? Do you sense your master's mood and refuse to kill him?

The sword has a spirit, which is very good.

Immortal, you have a weapon in the future. With the prince of Otsu Province cutting the blade for your sword, I think its future achievements will definitely be outstanding.

The formation drawn in his hand had already been pressed on top of the long knife, and at this time, the hot blood gushing out of his heart was absorbed by this long knife, almost dyeing its entire knife red.

The silver hairpin embedded in the long knife was full of blood, and at this time it actually glowed red, and the original rough appearance seemed to have been burned off, and those rough things flowed down like running water, leaving the color of pure silver.

While Xue Jin fell, he sincerely hoped that this knife could be sharper and tougher, protect Changsheng well, accompany Changsheng, and take what he failed to do.

The long knife was quietly changing, and Xue Jin's falling body had stopped at this time. He was embraced by Changsheng.

Changsheng hugged the dying Xuejin, and the tears in his eyes fell down as if he didn't want money. Xuejin tasted her tears. Salty, with an unconcealable bitterness.

In fact, Xuejin was already very satisfied, and he always thought that he died alone in an unknown place. However, now that he can die in the arms of his friends, he will never feel lonely until the end of his life.

"Bang dang", it was the sound of a long knife falling to the ground, and Xue Jin smiled with difficulty.

"The sacrificial knife is done, you, you can name it......"

Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of Xue Jin's mouth, only to feel that his heart was like a knife. Seoljin doesn't have much time left, what is it like to watch a friend cut himself in front of him? Changsheng thought that he was used to watching Xuejin commit suicide more times before, but it was not the case, no matter how many times he watched it, Changsheng couldn't stand it.

What's the name?

At this moment, Changsheng only felt how she hated the fragility and transience of life, and there was only one name she could think of.

"Hate parting."

"Let's call it a hateful parting."

"Hate to Leave ......"

Xue Jin silently chewed on the name, a sour feeling in his heart, and finally showed a smile.

"What a good name."

In this smile, he seemed to see his life of wandering. The memories that were like honey glowing golden in the sun, everyone was shining. A majestic and loving father, a beautiful and gentle mother, a kind grandfather, an uncle, a cousin, a righteous minister and a companion, and Shuzhi, one of the companions I have seen before......

All of them stood in the sunlight, as if they were glowing, and they were so beautiful that they could not hold back their tears.

"Jin'er ......"

"Prince."

"Cousin!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince......"

Everyone stretched out their hands towards him, Xuejin, no, Xuanyuanjin, the prince of Otsu Kingdom, happily stretched out his hand to them.

I'm here, and I won't have to struggle in this treacherous hell anymore.

Xuan Yuanjin reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at his last friend in his life. It is said that the white head is as new as new. Even though the age gap between him and Changsheng is so large, the days with Changsheng are exceptionally comfortable. That's the legend of first sight. He used to have many friends, but they were all drowned in the long river of time.

Now, he's leaving, too. I only hope that my last friend can live happily and smoothly in the future.

"Changsheng, let the hatred part, accompany you on my behalf......"

This was the last sentence Xuan Yuanjin said in the world, and after he finished saying this, his breath was like the last petal falling from the branch, and his life was frozen here.

He was finally relieved.

Changsheng slowly stretched out his hand and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of Xue Jin's mouth, looking at the expression on his face that could almost be called happy, the tears in the corners of his eyes never stopped.

“…… Seokjin, go all the way. ”

There was once a young man named Xuan Yuanjin in this world, who was of noble birth, noble character, and kind-hearted. He is the brightest and most outstanding young man in the world, even if he has suffered great changes and struggled to live for decades, he has never changed his original intention.

It's just that he's so tired.

It's too tiring to keep going. So, he's going to take a break.

Gently tidying up her remains for Xuejin, Changsheng's expression was blank, and from now on, she would be alone again.

"Da, da, da......"

A steady footstep was getting closer and closer, Changsheng didn't look up, but the footsteps stopped a foot in front of her, and didn't move for a long time.

Changsheng slowly raised his head and saw the strange man wearing black clothes and white filial piety.

At this time, the man lowered his head and seemed to be looking at Xuejin, who was motionless.

“…… He's dead. ”

The man's body trembled slightly, but he didn't ask any questions about Seokjin. He just spoke persistently.

"Excuse me, have you ever seen a man named Xuan Yuanjin? It was a very handsome young man with a small black mole on his ear. I've been looking for him for forty years, but I haven't found him, can you tell me if you see him......"

Changsheng lowered his head and looked at the small black mole on Xue Jin's ear, and suddenly felt ridiculous. Xuejin is Xuanyuanjin, this person met Xuejin before, and now he actually came to ask himself if he had seen Xuejin?

What the hell does he want?!

"What are you looking for him?"

"He is the crown prince of our Otsu country, and after the death of Otsu, he has been looking for a leader who can lead us to rise. I believe that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must not be dead. He must still be alive in a corner, he is still so bright and powerful, and he will lead us to re-establish the country, as he has done countless times before. ”

How could their Royal Highness the Crown Prince be a furnace? Even if he lacks arms and legs, they won't feel anything, but as a man, he has become someone else's furnace and has been alive for so many years, how can such a person be their Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

Even if everyone is dead, their Royal Highness the Crown Prince must still be alive. Clean life somewhere.

Changsheng doesn't understand what's wrong with this person, is he crazy? But she knew that Xuejin's self-cut must have something to do with this person! She gently placed Yukijin on the ground, then reached for the long knife on the ground.

All the painful feelings that had accumulated before erupted at this moment, and the anger in Changsheng's heart was like an erupting volcano, never stopping for a moment! She unleashed a knife far beyond her previous level! Along with this furious stab, there was also her extremely angry questioning!

"What did you do?! What did you do to him-"

(End of chapter)