"Oh no, His Royal Highness the Palace Master, Second Highness, he is in the Forbidden Hall, since he committed suicide!" Immediately following Zi Lao's words, a black-robed guard-like figure hurriedly ran over, knelt in front of the palace master Xuantian with a bang, looked at the palace master Xuantian, and said in fear.

The cold eyes of the palace master Xuantian, who was sitting on the top seat, flashed a dark color, and with a snap, the handrail shattered in response, and the whole person disappeared directly in place in the next second.

Murong Xu stood on the stage, only to feel extremely shocked, full of disbelief, self, suicide?

How so?

That young man, just like his name, is as beautiful as a piece of jade, young when he first saw him, and relied on her after getting acquainted with it, and even occasionally coquettished her.

Although she knew that behind that exquisite beauty, there were many things hidden that she could not see, but at least, his eyes were pure, like a clear spring on the heavenly mountain, as clean as if to cleanse all the filth of the mortal world.

How could such a person seek death?

And in the painful nostalgia that he occasionally flashes, what is the past hidden?

"I'm going." Murong Su opened his mouth and said silently to the Ghost Emperor below.

The Ghost Emperor nodded, his body shook, and he directly took the little woman to pursue the breath of the palace master Xuantian.

"This is the end of today's elite tryouts, and everyone disbands on their own." Elder Zi threw down a sentence, and under the anxious and eager eyes of the elders, the leader hurried towards the seat of the Forbidden Hall.

When Murong Xu, Zi Lao and the others all left, the scene exploded, and everyone was shocked and stunned by the news they heard.

They just learned that Xuanyu was the younger brother of His Royal Highness the Palace Master, and at this time, the game was over, and that person actually committed suicide in the Forbidden Hall, this kind of appalling thing happened in front of them......

The Ghost Emperor carried Murong Su and arrived at the Forbidden Hall almost at the same time as Xuantian.

The lobby was dark, quiet and gloomy, and there was a chill everywhere.

But in the empty lobby, Xuanyu was lying like that, her green robe was messy, her wrist wounds were shocking, and a pool of red blood came into view, reflecting the entire ground to the extreme.

Xuanyu on the ground was dying, with two lines of tears printed on the corners of his eyes, his eyes closed, and the corners of his lips seemed to have a hint of a smile, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the smile was sarcastic and self-deprecating, which just confirmed his world-weary mood.

Xuantian's pupils shrank suddenly, his burly figure shook, and his eyes stared at a puddle of thorn red on the ground in a daze, not even daring to look at Xuanyu's face.

In his heart, a corner collapsed, there was a piercing pain, his footsteps stopped, no longer moving forward, he who had always been not afraid of heaven and earth and even desperate love, at this moment, he was really afraid.

Xuanyu, dead, don't want him anymore, he, who is an elder brother, actually forced him to a dead end with his own hands, haha, from now on, he is really ruthless and loveless, and he will never live this life......

Xuantian's face was sad, his body was full of bone-chilling air, and his eyes were crazy and cold, as if he wanted to freeze all this.

Murong Su was also shocked by the scene in front of him, and looked at Xuanyu who was lying on the ground with a mockery and despair on the corner of his lips, and suddenly felt sad.

How desperate is it for him to choose the road of death, how sad is it for him to laugh so ridiculously, his heart must be painful, it hurts to die and live, and finally chooses suicide, chooses to leave, and leaves this world that disappointed him and hurt him......

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