Liu Yiqing is still alive, but he was seriously injured, and Hengmu Liren used the endless Haotian Divine Radiance to keep him alive temporarily, and that kind of life will inevitably be more painful than dying.

The senior brother appeared in Linkang City, appeared in front of the ruins of the imperial city, standing between Hengmu Liren and Liu Yiqing, Haotian Shenhui was naturally cut off, and Liu Yiqing was about to be liberated - it was precisely because of liberation, or because of those stories before liberation, that the senior brother said sorry to Liu Yiqing, heavy and sincere.

Yokoki Liren didn't want Liu Yiqing to be freed, which made him feel very angry, and the senior brother ignored him, which made him feel that he was not respected enough, so he became more and more angry.

He said in a cold voice: "Mr. Big is still too late after all, or rather, you don't dare to show up before this matter is over, so at this time you show up and say sorry to this dying man...... What's the point? Mr. Big doesn't think it's hypocritical? Or does it comfort yourself?"

In any case, the academy has not made a move tonight, Liu Yiqing will inevitably die, and these sarcastic words of Hengmu Liren are the sharpest blades, which are directly aimed at people's hearts.

The senior brother didn't seem to hear these words, didn't notice this person, looked at Liu Yiqing, who was covered in blood, and repeated again: "I'm sorry." ”

Liu Yiqing said calmly: "Mr. Big knows very well that this is my own choice. ”

Senior Brother thought for a moment and said, "The academy can not let you make this choice. ”

Liu Yiqing shook his head and said, "The master once said, ask for benevolence and get benevolence, why complain?"

Hearing this, the senior brother didn't know how to respond.

Liu Yiqing said: "It is impossible for the academy to solve all the things in the world, and the things in the world need everyone in the world to fight for, so why should Mr. Big blame himself?"

The senior brother said, "But how can you stand idly by and watch the river embankment collapse?"

Liu Yiqing said: "This is where Mr. Big is not as good as Mr. Thirteen. ”

Senior Brother shook his head and said, "Little Senior Brother is not the same as it was back then. ”

Liu Yiqing was slightly stunned and thought of something. A smile appeared on his bloodstained face, and he said with emotion: "It turns out that Mr. Thirteen has been watching here from Chang'an City. ”

The senior brother said: "Maybe he can't really see it, but he must be looking here." ”

Through the blood-stained white cloth, Liu Yiqing looked at the ruins of the imperial city in the night, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, I thought in advance that he might be looking here, so I didn't choose the wrong place." ”

His cultivation time is not short, but the time he has been shining in the cultivation world is not long, he has chosen the wrong position, and he has paid the price for it. But then it was never missed.

Tonight, he sat on his chariot, and that was his place.

The chariot was facing the once vicissitudes of the city wall.

Sitting in the north and facing south, the feng shui is excellent, suitable for burial.

The elder brother looked at him and said, "I'm sorry. Rest assured. ”

Until the end, the academy still felt sorry, and if the academy reassured him, he could rest assured - whether it was the future Southern Jin Dynasty or those displaced Sword Pavilion disciples, he no longer needed to worry.

Under the bloodstained white cloth, Liu Yiqing's eyes slowly closed. And so it went into darkness.

He had become accustomed to the darkness over the years, so he had no fear, and there was no difference between death and sleep.

The senior brother looked at Liu Yiqing, who was out of breath, and was silent for a long time. Then he slowly turned around, looked at Long Qing and Hengmu, and said, "Why bother?"

When he said the word "why bother", he looked at the crosswood.

looked at this Daomen young genius who inherited Haotian's gift. His expression was very calm and serene, although he could see through the other party's Tsing Yi robe. Seeing the seemingly endless Haotian Divine Radiance in the other party's body.

Hengmu Liren, the whole body is bright, he is the elect of Haotian.

However, since Ke Haoran drew his sword and asked the sky, the academy and Haotian have been enemies for decades, going back, the master built the academy, and set up a shocking array in Chang'an City, and the academy and Haotian have been enemies for thousands of years.

The academy is not even afraid of Haotian, how can it be afraid of a Haotian voter, the academy is not even respectful of Haotian, how can it respect a Haotian voter?

The senior brother looked at Long Qing, but he was slightly moved.

He has read a lot of books since he was a child, and although he has never practiced Taoism, he has read many Taoist scriptures, otherwise how could he argue with Ye Su for three days in front of the small Taoist temple? He has not cultivated Taoism and has a clear heart, but who in the world can surpass his discernment? He can see through the infinite light under Hengmu Qingyi, and naturally he can also see the infinite darkness hidden in Longqing's robe.

Whether it was on the bodies of those Demon Sect butchers, or on the bodies of those great traitors, Senior Brother had never seen such a thick and thick darkness, and through that ordinary priest's robe, he vaguely saw that in the dark fog of Long Qing's body, there were countless resentful spirits crying, and countless resentments were rolling.

Senior Brother looked at Long Qing and sighed and said, "Why bother?"

Long Qing was a little uneasy, he felt that in front of Mr. Big's gaze, he seemed to have become all over, and he no longer had any secrets, what he had done and what he wanted to do, the other party was clear.

So he slowly took a step back, and behind him was the thick night, and only when he was closer to the night would he feel safer, even warmer.

But it was still not enough, Long Qing still felt that he was a little cold, and it was too uncomfortable to be seen through, he slowly ran his Dao thoughts, and collected all the breath into the deepest part of his body.

The breath that entered his body drove the night breeze in front of the imperial city to gently swirl, and the gentle wind breath seeped into his clothes, and even the light seemed to be swallowed by his body.

Longqing became more and more blurry in people's eyes, gradually blending in with the night.

Yokoki Tatsuto's choice was the complete opposite, and when Tatsuki took a step back, covering himself up in the night, and even turning himself into a pure black domain, he took a step forward.

He took a step towards the elder brother, his expression indifferent and proud.

Countless Haotian Divine Radiance burst out from his body, and the holy light like starry pulp overflowed from his facial features and pores, and appeared in front of the imperial city with an indescribable sense of coercion.

Yokogi turned into a flaming idol capable of burning and purifying a thing.

The realm he revealed at this time was enough to shock the entire cultivation world.

He knew very well that with his true realm, it would not be difficult to kill Liu Yiqing, but it was not so easy to kill the scholar in front of him wearing a cotton jacket, because a legend is a legend after all.

Yokogi still wanted to try, because he was angry, angry at the other party's calmness when he looked at him, but slightly moved when he looked at Long Qing - in short, everything tonight made this proud Haotian inheritor angry, and he had to make Mr. Academy feel his anger.

And he knows very well that even if he fails, it is impossible for Mr. Big to hurt himself, in other words, the other party does not dare to hurt himself, otherwise before Liu Yiqing dies, why would he say sorry?

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(Updated tomorrow)