Like a thunderbolt exploding in his mind, Gong Qianzhu froze in place, trembling violently, and the words Yan Ruyu said kept echoing in his ears.

He's dead...... He's dead...... Testament ...... He's dead?

She shook her head vigorously, desperately shrunk into the corner of the wall, wanted to cry but couldn't cry, she could only raise her hand and cover her ears, "You lied to me...... How could the relict die? Are you lying to me...... You're lying to me! You're lying to me!"

"Lie to you?Gong Qianzhu, I hope this is just a lie more than you!" Yan Ruyu's face was already crisscrossed with tears, she pulled down her hands covering her ears, grabbed her clothes and roared with a crying voice, "Gong Qianzhu, why is he so good to you? What do you want, he will give you, you are locked in the lock demon tower, he wants to wait for you to come out, I will accompany him to wait, but he dares! He really dares! He will not hesitate to die in order to see you! What about me? What am I? I've waited for him for so many years, but he won't look at me in the end, but what the hell are you...... Why ......?"

Yan Ruyu couldn't cry as she spoke, she loosened her shirt weakly, sat down on her knees with weak legs, covered her face with her hands and cried heartbreakingly, people saw tears, ghosts wept blood, such desperate and devastating crying.

She was the one who killed him...... After Leng Yixiu and her relationship was misunderstood by Yuan Xuan and Elder Traceless, both of them were locked in the spirit cell, and there was only a transparent wall of blue water between the two, but he never said a word to her, and he didn't even stay on her for a long time, and from time to time he stared at the golden bracelet and was distracted, she was unwilling, and finally one day he was awakened by a nightmare in his sleep, and sensed that something had happened to Gong Qianzhu, and she told him that if he wanted to save Gong Qianzhu, he would use his soul to open the forbidden art. At that time, she just wanted to know how important Gong Qianzhu was in his heart, so she told such a lie.

Leng Zhixiu must have been frightened by the nightmare at that time, his brain was dizzy, he really believed Yan Ruyu's words, if it wasn't for the incident between him and her at that time that alarmed the Leng family in the fairy world, the head of the Leng family arrived in time to forcibly take back the soul he was about to disperse, I am afraid that he would really be scattered, but now there are only a few wisps of remnant soul left Leng Relic Xiu, it is indeed not wrong to die.

But she hated, she was unwilling, why would Leng Yixiu rather die for Gong Qianzhu than look at her more? She has loved for so many years, suffered for so many years, and what did she get back in the end?

She suddenly thought, he is gone, why is she still alive? Why does this world still exist as always? He is dead, why is Gong Qianzhu alive and worry-free until now?

Her heart died, her love collapsed and twisted, and she had a thought that bordered on madness, how good it would be if the world was destroyed, how good it would be if the world was buried with her love for his death......

Gong Qianzhu was already in so much pain that she couldn't speak, the pain that was so heart-wrenching and so devastating that she almost completely destroyed her whole person from the inside out, she hugged herself and bit her lip, and the incomplete whimper sounded desperately from between her lips and teeth, a scene that was thousands of times more tragic than the cuckoo's cry of blood, like a ghost crying.

The body was already numb with pain, but the heart was still alive, as if it had been torn alive and hysterical, the bloody heart had already been riddled with holes, and the pain was still undiminished, reminding her to be awake all the time, and then tormenting her desperately in extreme sobriety, even though she was covered in bruises, she still refused to stop.

Perhaps a person who is in extreme pain will forget what kind of pain it is.

The days when everyone was still together and happy came to mind, the warm and beautiful pictures of the past appeared in front of me, and finally stayed in that scene, the first time she came to Jiuge with her master that year, and she knew his name that day.

- My name is Leng Zhixiu.

Under the peach blossoms flying like snow that day, his somewhat cramped voice echoed in his ears, and the iceberg lecturer on the Nine Song Immortal Island was so cramped and at a loss for the first time.

She remembered that she was thinking about her sister's affairs at that time, and she didn't want to have more involvement with inconsequential people, but Ying Ying smiled lightly but didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, and only politely turned back.

- My name is Miyachitake.

Everyone thinks she is a gentle and understanding girl, and he is no exception, but maybe only she knows what kind of cold and indifferent side she has in her bones, and she has never been aware of it before, until one day she suddenly realized that the indifferent and strange self hidden deep in her bones, she sometimes feels creepy when she thinks about it, and feels that under her beautiful skin, there is an ugly face that is ashamed of the world and the master.

It wasn't until much later that she finally understood how precious such a clean and pure relationship was in this world of lust and deceit.

So she was even more painful, hating herself for why she had not been kind to him, hating herself for always deliberately avoiding his feelings, making him wander in anxiety day and night, how could she be so selfish in the past? Why did she never take into account his feelings and go her own way?

Her heart was as if a person had cut it with a knife, until the flesh was blurred and painful, and she trembled violently, with endless remorse and self-reproach for herself, two lines of blood and tears rolled down, burning her skin, and she wept wantonly, as if she wanted to vent all the pain and despair she had endured these days, and her hoarse cry was suppressed and trembling like a leaf in the wind.

- Legacy, in fact, I understood your intentions from the beginning.

It's just that I don't have that courage to face and reveal your love, and I'm still too cowardly after all.