"Am I dead? What is this—what kind of place?" Qin Tian raised his head with difficulty, and what appeared in front of him was an endless dark place.

He forcibly resisted the heart-rending pain in his body, struggled to his feet, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Senior sister, Qiuyu, where are you, anyone——?

There was silence around him, and he could even clearly hear his own violent heartbeat, and this strange atmosphere made him feel unstoppable in his heart.

"You're finally here, Qin Tian. ”

An illusory voice suddenly came slowly, and as a beam of light fell, a vague figure also appeared in the darkness.

Qin Tian's heart tightened, and when he saw the person who came, he couldn't help but lose his voice: "Master—why are you here?"

"You haven't returned to the sect for a long time, aren't you still allowed me to come to you?" Li Xiaoxiang's face was blurred, and he could only vaguely see a general outline. Only an illusory voice floated slowly: "The war is far from over, but you are in chaos, have you forgotten what you promised the elders?"

Speaking of the original promise, the tragic scene at the top of the Azure resurfaced in front of Qin Tian's eyes, he stared at Li Xiaoxiang fiercely, and said angrily: "You obviously have the ability to prevent the tragedy from happening, but why are you reluctant to show up?"

Li Xiaoxiang was silent for a while, and slowly walked towards him, and the blurred figure finally became clear, his figure was rickety, and his eyes were desolate, and he never lived up to his former appearance.

"What are you—what's wrong?" Qin Tian was shocked, he hadn't seen him for a short time, how could Li Xiaoxiang become like this?

"Hehe, I'm old, I'm going to retire! In the future, the Azure Sect will rely on you. The head smiled, but his voice was not as hearty as before.

"What do you mean by that? You don't want to throw your hands on us when we have such a big mess in front of us. Looking at his appearance, the anger in Qin Tian's heart gradually faded, but he still refused to give in.

The head didn't care, and said slowly: "I'm afraid I don't have that ability." Three hundred years ago, I should have left southern Xinjiang with my senior brother from the east, but the world was unpredictable, and I stayed in southern Xinjiang for another three hundred years. This war has lost many innocent lives, and I, the leader of southern Xinjiang, am really very unqualified. ”

The Dongli Senior Brother in the palm of his hand is the Dongli Divine Halberd Haoyue Fei, the Four Masters of the Cultivation Realm. He was the third of the four masters of the cultivation realm to retreat, and since the head of the sect did not leave with him, something must have happened back then.

Seeing Qin Tianzheng looking at him, the head of the sect spoke: "Do you know who the great disciple of the Azure Sect is before the ancient Tianyi?"

"I've heard a little about it, it seems to be called the Breeze Sword Master. Although Qin Tian remembered the name, he didn't know anything else.

"Yes, it's him. The head nodded, with some memories on his face, and continued: "At that time, Qingfeng was talented and intelligent, and it only took a hundred years to become famous in southern Xinjiang. But he is very low-key, and his temperament is very similar to Tianyi. At that time, I was about to go into seclusion with Senior Brother Dongli, so I intended to pass on the throne to him, but who knows, he was defeated in the end by a love word. ”

Male love and female love, no matter what world it is, it is unavoidable, and since the Qingfeng Sword Master is such an excellent woman, he is afraid that it will not be easy for him to be infatuated. But people in high positions have always been involuntarily, and Qin Tian was a little curious at this time.

As if he knew what he was thinking, the head continued: "The person who loves him, you can also know it, it is the green-clothed palace master of Lingqing Palace. At that time, when Qingfeng inherited the position of the head of my Azure Sect, it was also the time when she inherited the palace master of Lingqing Palace. ”

Having said that, with Qin Tian's wit, he could guess what was going to happen next. Lingqing Palace is the garrison of the Celestial Clan in southern Xinjiang, and the relationship with the Azure Sect has always been very complicated. If the heads of both parties sleep on the same bed, then it loses the meaning of its existence. This kind of scene, the Azure faction must not be able to ask for it. It seems that the problem is still on the side of the Celestial Clan.

"Then what happened later, what twists and turns happened in the end?" Qin Tian couldn't help but ask.

The head glanced at him and said slowly: "You must have guessed a lot, the patriarch of that day was extremely ambitious, in order to prevent Qingfeng and Greenyi from falling in love, she actually let Greenyi take over the Lingqing Palace in advance. But in the end, she was only halfway there. Because, at that time, the green clothes were already pregnant. It's a pity that Qingfeng's stupid boy only has a tendon in his head, and after being ruthlessly expelled, he thought it was the original intention of the green clothes. I couldn't think of it for a while, but I jumped off the cliff of broken intestines and died at the bottom of the valley. ”

Speaking of Qingfeng's death, a trace of extremely vague sadness flashed on the master's face, he paused, and continued: "When Green Yi learned the news of Qingfeng's death, he was overwhelmed with grief, and he wanted to find Qingfeng several times, which can be regarded as deep and righteous. But in the end, it was a lie that made her strong to survive. All the hatred was drawn to Luo Canghai's body by the words of the great elder. Green Yi knew that with her own ability, she would never be able to kill Luo Canghai, and after she gave birth to the child, she sealed her for a hundred years, but she was planning hard, in a vain attempt to avenge Qingfeng. ”

What a sad thing to live by hatred. It's no wonder that the green-clothed palace master would rather blow himself up the primordial god, and he is also bound to fight to the death with Luo Canghai. But the funny thing is that everything behind this is just a lie by some hateful people.

"That child, it's Li Shuwan, I really pity her. Qin Tianjun saw the scene of the death of the green-clothed palace master on the Broken Intestine Cliff, and combined with what the head of the house said, he had already reacted after a little thought.

The head of the sect nodded and said, "That girl Shuwan has spent her time in the seal since she was born, and it wasn't until decades ago that the Heavenly Clan made another move, and the green-clothed palace master sent her to my Azure Sect." ”

If three hundred years ago, the head of the family and Hao Yuefei successfully retreated together, and Luo Canghai was the dominant family in southern Xinjiang, presumably there would not have been so many tragedies later. But as the head of the family said earlier, the world is unpredictable, and since he stayed, among the two strong men in southern Xinjiang, there is obviously only one who stands on this peak.

Moreover, since the death of the Qingfeng Sword Master was inseparable from the Heavenly Clan, Qin Tianzi did not believe it if he said that he had no mustard in his heart. The reason why he didn't tell the green-clothed palace master about the twists and turns behind the back was that to put it bluntly, there were more or less elements of exploitation, the rebellion of the Dementor Sect a hundred years ago, and the turmoil in the entire southern Xinjiang this time, were all inextricably linked to the aforementioned complex relationship.

However, Luo Canghai is now dead, and the final victor of this southern Xinjiang is still him Li Xiaoxiang.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian was more or less uncomfortable, he slowly raised his head and glanced at the master, and said, "Okay, now the damn ones are all dead, you won, are you satisfied?"

"I won?" the boss smiled bitterly: "Sometimes the price of winning is much heavier than the price of losing." ”

Just when Qin Tian was silent, he slowly turned around, took a stumbling step, and slowly walked backwards.

"Hey, come back, I have a lot to ask you. Qin Tian, who reacted, chased after him violently. It's just that no matter how hard he tries, he has never been able to catch up with Li Xiaoxiang not far away.

"Qin Tian, the future of Southern Xinjiang depends on you......"

The old man in the twilight walked lonely without looking back, and as his voice faded away, he finally disappeared into the endless darkness.

Did he really win? Perhaps, there was never a real winner.