The reason why people are called human beings is because they have too many emotional entanglements, and they are always easy to be trapped by love, which is not only the love between men and women, but also has many possibilities, such as the love between father and son. Too many emotional ties are destined to cause more love-hate entanglements between love and resentment. In the depths of love, you are destined to hate because of love, especially when you suddenly find that the person in front of you is no longer the original person you loved.

Long Xinyue's sudden kill, beyond the expectations of too many people, originally people thought that Long Xinyue would really only be a bystander, looking at who was the final winner between the Dragon Emperor and Wuxin, but he didn't expect him to suddenly kill out in front of the Dragon Emperor, but he didn't mean to fight back, because Wuxin on the other side was his only friend.

Maybe he just wanted to use himself to bear all the consequences that might happen next in place of the Dragon Emperor. Perhaps, even he himself did not expect that he would rush out, and was willing to block the fiery red sword shadow that was enough to destroy everything for the person behind him who had disappointed him so much.

But the development of the facts was once again unexpected, because the unintentional intention that broke through the fog did not intend to stop, and the bloodthirsty blood knife in his hand still slashed towards the top of Long Xinyue and the Dragon Emperor's heads, without hesitation! It seems that now he can no longer control the strong killing intent in his heart, killing Buddha when he encounters Buddha, and killing God when he encounters God. The rampage of the bloody knife has no heart, and no one can stop it.

Just when everyone thought that the two masters of Crescent Island, an old man and a young man, were about to disappear, the Dragon Emperor, who was paralyzed on the ground, didn't know where the strength came from, and he struggled to get up from the ground, and pushed the Dragon Crescent Moon standing in front of him away, completely exposing himself to the fiery red sword shadow! This is another scene that no one originally believed would happen, but it happened like this.

"Don't!" Caught off guard, Long Crescent Moon was suddenly pushed away by the Dragon Emperor, and when he came back to his senses, the fiery red sword shadow had completely submerged the Dragon Emperor who was half-sitting on the ground, so he shouted loudly in horror, but it was too late, because he seemed to have felt the smell of despair in the air.

The fog had vanished, as if it had been blown away by the wind, leaving no trace. And the fiery red that represented absolute death also faded away, revealing the two people who stood and sat down, none other than Wuxin and the Dragon Emperor.

Long Xinyue saw the Dragon Emperor sitting motionless, rushed over in a panic, fell to the ground all of a sudden, and knelt beside the Dragon Emperor, a little helpless. His heart was suddenly filled with deep remorse, if he hadn't come with Wuxin, it would not have been possible to develop to this point, and the Dragon Emperor would not have died. Originally, he thought that he was enough to ignore everything that happened, but when he saw with his own eyes that the Dragon Emperor was about to leave forever, he was suddenly shaken, so he thought that he would rather die in exchange for a way for the Dragon Emperor's life. But it's too late to say anything.

"Why?"

A faint voice sounded, reaching the ears of Long Xinyue, who was desperate and remorseful, as if he was being blown by the breeze, but it made him tremble!

The Dragon Emperor is not dead, at least he is still alive now, and at this time, he was stunned to look at the Wuxin who was standing in front of him like the God of War of the Nine Heavens, like an old man who had entered the ghost gate on one leg, and his red hair turned into a white hair in an instant, messy in the breeze.

Long Xinyue, who turned his head, realized that the blood knife had not killed the Dragon Emperor, but had pierced the pipa bone on the side of the Dragon Emperor, and the surging blood was flowing outward, as if it was going to drain this once cruel and dirty body.

Long Xinyue couldn't help but turn her head to look at Wuxin, who was exuding murderous aura next to her, frowning, with both gratitude and a trace of doubt on her face, not only did the Dragon Emperor not expect it, but he also didn't expect that Wuxin had enough thousands of reasons to swing that knife, but Wuxin didn't, and changed his mind at the last moment.

Wuxin looked at the Dragon Emperor coldly, trying to calm the killing intent in his heart that was still about to move, his eyes were still pitch black, full of endless darkness. I saw him say in a hoarse voice: "Because you have a good son, and this good son of yours happens to be my most important friend." He said it casually and indifferently, but it made Long Xinyue, who was kneeling on the side, feel guilty.

Sometimes you don't need a reason to kill, and the same is true for saving people, but people seem to have become accustomed to making a plausible excuse for everything they do, both to be accepted by others and to be at ease with themselves. But unintentionally telling the truth, not a reason, let alone an excuse.

At the moment when the blood knife was about to swing down just now, he heard the scream of Long Xinyue, and instantly remembered everything that happened in the past, including the rainy day on the top of the cliff of the undead stream, so he tried his best to change the direction of the blood knife's attack, he didn't want another person to be like himself, becoming another lonely walker in this world, being tormented by pain all day long, not to mention that person was still one of his only friends.

Although he could not kill the Dragon Emperor for the sake of Long Crescent, he couldn't let it go easily, so he pierced the Dragon Emperor's pipa bone, abolished the Dragon Emperor's cultivation, and completely shattered the daydream in the Dragon Emperor's heart that could never be realized. He felt that this was the last thing he could do for the Dragon Crescent, otherwise the heavens of Crescent Island would change one day.

"Thank you!" Long Xinyue nodded heavily to Wuxin, bent down deeply, and expressed her sincerest thanks to Wuxin. Although he knew that Wuxin didn't care about his thanks, he had to say it.

Wuxin didn't speak again, casually pulled out the bloody knife inserted in the Dragon Emperor's chest, and turned around and walked towards the mountain peak in the distance. It's over, it's all over, he's done what he has to do, he's got what he wants, it's time to leave this place with his beloved, he's tired.

Long Xinyue looked at Wuxin's lonely but firm back, nodded heavily, and secretly made an oath in his heart, vowing to regard Wuxin as a friend for the rest of his life, and one day if he didn't need it, he was willing to return it with his life. He knew that Wuxin had too many reasons to swing that knife, and the few shadow members who died alone were enough, but Wuxin didn't, and he would remember this affection for the rest of his life.

A tragic battle finally stopped, many people lost more or less in this fight, and many people were tired of all this, and people began to ask themselves whether those things they had and what they lost were what they really wanted, and whether they should calm down and think about it again.

Because no matter what happens, the sun will still rise tomorrow, with or without dark clouds......