When Li Xinmei took Ye Qing and came out in the second hall, it was already noon.

Regarding the destruction of Ye Qing Daoji, no one knows how Li Xinmei informed and persuaded him.

However, looking at the desperate and trance look when Ye Qing slowly followed Li Xinmei out of the hall door, she must be persistent by nature, and she must not be able to accept this extremely cruel reality for her for a while.

And when everyone finally had lunch, Xuan Xuozi gave a brief explanation to Xue Zilin and his wife, and then went down the mountain alone, at this juncture, no one knew what he was doing down the mountain.

For this result, the two of them really felt very helpless in their hearts, and as for the fact that Ye Qing would have a great fortune from Xuan Xuozi's mouth, the others, including Ye Qing himself, also thought that it might just be a disguised comfort for Xuan Xuozi.

In the face of such a situation, everyone on Wangquan Peak can only pin their hopes on the years to come, and with the passage of time, they can gradually dilute the obsession in Ye Qing's heart.

It's just that no one expected that with the slow passage of time, the battered Ye Qing not only couldn't let go of the obsession in his heart, but even his already cheerful personality gradually began to change.

In the days that followed, she began to slowly stop talking and communicating with others, and gradually closed her heart completely.

So now a few people on the mountain, even Lin Yifan, who grew up with her childhood sweetheart, never knew what Ye Qing was thinking in her heart, let alone what she was going to do.

The current Ye Qing seems to outsiders to be just a body without a soul, that's all!

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Time is fleeting, and time is hard to stay! Another year of spring and March has arrived.

March should be a particularly beautiful time in people's minds......

However, as everyone knows, the sky inside and outside the Immortal Cloud Sect today is unusually dark and gloomy, inexplicably giving people a deep sense of depression.

However, after a long time, under the thick dark clouds above the head of the Immortal Cloud Sect, the needle-like drizzle had already fallen......

Now, in the phoenix pavilion, a slightly lonely and lonely figure is lying sideways on the bench in the pavilion, not knowing whether it is joy or sadness, sadness or happiness......

Maybe the dim sky outside the pavilion was too oppressive, or maybe the thin body lying on the bench was a little sore, and after a while, the figure lying on its side slowly turned around.

When he turned around and saw his face, he could find that the lonely figure lying on the guardrail in the pavilion before was actually Ye Qing, who still couldn't let go of the obsession in his heart after the Dao foundation was destroyed.

At this time, she didn't know whether she remembered the sadness of the destruction of her Dao foundation, or whether she still missed the carefree life of Sanqingguan in the past......

I saw that his eyes, which had not had a trace of emotional fluctuations for many days, gradually had a trace of sadness, and gradually began to flash with some crystal clear tears.

"Hoo ......"

After taking a long deep breath, she slowly raised her hand to wipe the few tears that accidentally rolled out of the corners of her eyes, and then took out a ring with a simple atmosphere from her sleeve pocket, and put it in the palm of her hand and looked at it quietly.

At this time, Ye Qing was holding the quaint ring in the palm of her hand, she was very familiar with it, because it was the only thought left to her after the Yimei Dao Immortal left, and it was the representative token of the identity of the Sanqingguan in the past dynasties.

It's just that what is a little surprising is that when Ye Qing's gaze fell on the ring, the sadness and despair that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time became stronger and stronger.

At this time, she couldn't control the most fragile emotions in her heart.

"Master, I miss you, I'm sorry...... Qing'er ...... Qing'er has let you down...... Because of the path of cultivation, Qing'er really can't hold on anymore...... I really can't hold on anymore......"

"Master, do you know? It's not that I don't want to persevere, it's that I really can't persevere...... Because I'm hopeless, there's no hope, you know?......"

Ye Qing, who hadn't spoken for a long time, was now alone with the only thought left to him by the Taoist, and he was stupidly venting the endless grievances in his heart.

"Master, do you know? After so many years...... I often remember what you told me: Heaven rewards hard work on the way to cultivation, but ...... But why did I end up like this!ah?...... Why is this the case...... Yes?...... Why?......"

At this time, one by one, the questions full of infinite despair slowly filled the inside and outside of the pavilion, and finally slowly dispersed, drowning in the spring rain that stopped and fell, and stopped and stopped, but, in this question one by one, no one could give her an answer!

"Master, I'm tired after so many years of persistence...... I'm really tired, people say that death relieves a thousand sorrows, since that's the case, then let Qing'er come to serve you under Jiuquan...... Good no good...... Ah?......h

Just after the terrible thought of relieving a thousand sorrows with death suddenly popped up in Ye Qing's mind, Ye Qing, who was already in despair, seemed to have no nostalgia for this troubled world for a while.

Then, after Ye Qing was silent for a short time, Ye Qing, who looked a little sluggish, gently stepped onto the bench in the pavilion, slowly closed his eyes full of tears and sorrow, and quietly felt the last trace of freshness between the worlds.

"Master...... I've lived enough...... I've really lived enough......"

In life, there is nothing more mournful than the death of the heart! Otherwise, how could Ye Qing, who was in the prime of his cardamom years, say such sad words.

After that soft voice fell, Ye Qing, who had already settled to solve his sorrows, had already stood on his tiptoes without any hesitation or nostalgia......

"Senior Sister ......"

Suddenly, just as Ye Qing stood on tiptoe and was about to leap forward, a familiar call with a somewhat crying voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Hearing this, Ye Qing, who had already made up his mind to die, withdrew his toes that had already risen on tiptoe, turned around slightly, and looked in the direction where the voice came.

I don't know when, Lin Yifan's figure covered in mud and water, with a sad and depressed face, was slowly walking towards Ye Qing step by step.

At this moment, Lin Yifan's sudden appearance made Ye Qing's heart, which had long been in love, suddenly rise a trace of reluctance.

However, even so, Ye Qing still did not give up the idea of wanting to commit suicide.

At this time, seeing that Lin Yifan was slowly coming towards him, Ye Qing suddenly became a little restless. I saw her shaking her head blankly and muttering, "Lin Yifan, stop for me, don't come over...... Don't come here......"

The sudden words with a hint of threat frightened Lin Yifan immediately stopped his steps, and then quickly nodded indiscriminately, and choked up: "Okay...... Senior sister, I won't move...... I don't move......"

Seeing that Lin Yifan stopped his steps, Ye Qing calmed down a little, but there was still a hint of vigilance in his expression.

"Senior sister...... Do you think it's really worth it??...... Can't we live well if we can't cultivate the true Dao?.........

Lin Yifan was originally a word of comfort and persuasion! However, when Ye Qing listened to it in his heart now, he felt bitter and sour for a while.

"Yifan...... You and I have grown up, have you really gotten to know me seriously?......?

"Senior sister...... I...... I ......"

Lin Yifan hesitated for a long time, but he couldn't hold back a word. Because all this is just as Ye Qing said, Lin Yifan has never understood his senior sister at all!

Ye Qing, who was still standing on the bench, looked at Lin Yifan's expression, and felt an indescribable disappointment in his heart for a while.

"What are you...... What else do you have to say...... Ah?......h

"Lin Yifan, think about it yourself...... From childhood to adulthood, in addition to thinking about living your own life all day long, have you ever thought about sharing something for the master who worked hard to pull you and me to grow up......?

"Also, Lin Yifan, let me tell you, no one is born to owe us, do you understand......?"

Ye Qing's series of hysterical and bitter questions made Lin Yifan speechless, and now he could only be stunned in place with indescribable guilt and sadness, unable to say a word.

"Think about it yourself, think about it......"

Anyway, Ye Qing, who was still standing on the bench, looked at Lin Yifan's sad expression mixed with all kinds of feelings, and his heart was also unusually heartbroken.

At the very beginning, Ye Qing had never questioned Lin Yifan over and over again like today. Because Xiao Yeqing believes that with his diligence and perseverance, he can support the sky of Sanqingguan for his own junior brother and his own master.

However, the way of heaven is ruthless, and the matter has come to this point, Ye Qing already knows that he can no longer hold on.

Moreover, Ye Qing knew that this time was different from the past, if she was tossed by Lin Yifan's temperament, she really didn't know what she, the junior brother who loved her very much, should do in the future.

Therefore, Ye Qing only hoped that Lin Yifan would really change today.

And what about Lin Yifan? Under Ye Qing's questioning one after another, he began to recall his past actions over and over again in silence.

As all kinds of past actions surfaced in his mind, slowly, the tears hidden in the depths of his heart, with a trace of endless regret, gradually confused Lin Yifan's eyes.

At this time, he suddenly realized that his senior sister had taken on too many responsibilities and burdens for herself, for herself, and for her master, and she should not have borne them.