A bright silver avenue spreads into the distance, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, lying high in the sky, Deng Jiukun is wearing a silver robe, holding a spear, holding his beloved woman in his arms, and killing out of the scope shrouded by the Buddha's light.

Wearing a silver robe shining, he returned to his youngest age, heroic, unparalleled, and there was immeasurable brilliance blooming everywhere on his body, at this moment, it seemed that he had become the thousand-armed demon venerable who was free in the world back then!

A long song and laughter, a sword to the end of the world!

Fahai stood above the clouds, collected all his mana, withdrew the golden bowl, looked at the figure that quickly disappeared, and was silent for a long time.

Even if he cultivated profoundly, he couldn't keep the other party.

It is an indestructible obsession, carrying Deng Jiukun's lifelong wishes, and if it does not meet his wish, it will never disappear.

After a long time, he sighed softly and said, "Good, good!"

Hundreds of years of time did not make Deng Jiukun's obsession disappear, but became more and more determined, and finally deeply rooted in his heart, which can never be forgotten.

Fahai landed on the ground, and the Jingci Temple in front of him had already been damaged in the hands of everyone, the Ming Wall collapsed, the Buddha statue was damaged, and even the bronze tripod furnace in the square in front of the door was broken.

Yuan Zhen and the others were wrapped with black qi, and they were all injured a lot, and the disciples in the temple were even more killed and injured......

When will the strife of this world really disappear?

......

Above the sky, two figures were moving forward rapidly, and at first glance, it seemed as if a meteor had crossed the sky.

On the shore of the West Lake, in an elegant restaurant, there is a tall young man with a slightly darkened complexion sitting by the window, holding a wine cup in his hand, and the table in front of him is full of wine and food, and a white jade fan with broken bones is placed on one side, which looks chic and extraordinary.

From beginning to end, he had been paying attention to the scene above the clouds, and at this time, he suddenly saw a silver light fleeing into the sky at a high speed, his face showed a hint of joy, he stood up suddenly, threw down the wine cup in his hand, and regardless of the wine staining his robe, he picked up the white jade fan on the table and jumped out of the window.

There were surprised faces behind him, as well as the shouts of Xiao Er.

Mu Qingying snuggled in Deng Jiukun's arms, her body was covered with blood, her dress was soaked, her face was covered with blood, a pair of beautiful eyes stared directly at the face of the person in front of her, and two lines of tears rolled out.

The person who had been thinking about it for a long time finally appeared in front of his eyes again, still with such a unique demeanor, as if it had never changed.

She endured the pain in her body and tried to lift a palm upward, trying to touch his cheek, but in the end she only touched a touch that seemed real and imaginary.

Seeing each other again, but they are separated by heaven and earth, this may be the last time she will look at his face so carefully and clearly!

"Jiukun ......"

Mu Qingying muttered to herself, and the scene when she had been with him suddenly appeared in front of her, bit by bit, all of them came to her mind, almost tearing her heart.

Standing beside the spring, he took out a small and delicate silver hosta from his arms, put it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Xiaoying, this hairpin is for you." ”

She was overjoyed, and when she heard this, she immediately snatched the silver hairpin in his hand, put it in front of her eyes and watched it carefully, she couldn't put it down, and said happily: "Brother Kun, this is what you said, don't regret it!"

He seemed to be infected by her little daughter's appearance, reached out and pinched her nose, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, this was originally given to you by me!"

There seemed to be an almost imperceptible sense of loneliness on his face, and he said: "If I am not by your side in the future, let it protect you for me!"

......

Mu Qingying sobbed softly, she didn't notice the latter's abnormality at all, and she didn't expect that this would be the last time the two would see each other.

Since then, he has suddenly disappeared from his life as if he had suddenly broken into his life, never to be found again.

Later, I heard that he personally killed several big people in the Demon Sect, and then disappeared without a trace and disappeared from the vision of the world.

Of course, she hated him for leaving her ruthlessly, and she wanted to cut him with a thousand knives. However, the hairpin has always been worn by her.

It is only now that I truly appreciate the meaning of his original words, and after 500 years, he is still guarding his side.

The answer he had always wanted to know, he had told himself clearly.

Centuries of resentment vanished in an instant, and she suddenly felt how stupid she was.

The silver light was vertical and horizontal, and finally landed in a mountain stream, the mountain flowers were brilliant, the green grass was green, and the spring water was tinkling, how similar to the original situation.

Deng Jiukun put her on a large bluestone, and the silver light on her body suddenly rippled, drifting away like light smoke.

It is difficult for him to survive in the world forever, and his obsession has been achieved, and it has reached the time to disappear.

Mu Qingying was naturally very aware of this, and when she saw this, she immediately pounced on him, hugged him in her arms, and cried out in a sad voice: "Brother Kun, don't go!

The light and mist dissipated like a floating light, and gradually escaped into the air, Mu Qingying's eyes flowed with tears, and he said hoarsely: "Brother Kun, I want you to come back to life......!

At this moment, she is no longer the cold and bloody Moon Worship Sect Master who is high up in the sky, controlling the life and death of tens of millions of people, life and death, but just a woman who is looking forward to her lover.

However, this is just an obsession of Deng Jiukun, although it looks as bright as in the past, but it will eventually disappear.

At this time, the young man's originally dead eyes seemed to have a little more brilliance, and at this last moment, he actually recovered a trace of memory.

He looked at the crying woman in his arms, his eyes showed pity, he was finally able to protect her life, reached out to touch her face, and said softly: "Little shadow ......"

Mu Qingying raised her head suddenly when she heard this, her eyes revealed a touch of ecstasy, and she called: "Brother Kun, I am Xiaoying, I am Xiaoying...... Don't leave me alone!"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Deng Jiukun's mouth, and his fingers caressed her cheeks and hair, as if he wanted to touch everything about his beloved woman.

However, he has died eventually, and since then, heaven and man have been separated.

Bursts of light flew away, and finally all of them dissipated, as if turning into butterflies in the sky, flapping their wings and flying into the distance.

Mu Qingying raised her head to the sky and let out a terrible scream, her brother Kun will never come back.

She wants to ask this sky, this avenue, why, people who love each other, but they can't be together!

In the peach blossoms of the past, looking for bosom friends under the moon. A hundred years of love and infatuation, lovesickness and tears.

The streamer dissipated, and only two broken silver hairpins remained in her hands.

It was the last thing he left her.