He stood on the edge of the cliff, looking up with tired eyes looking for the hidden golden crow in the sky.

The golden crow, who was finally found by him, was reflected in scarlet in his eyes.

At his feet were a jumble of weapons, sharp knives, spears, bows, and crossbows, all in a mess, piled up into a small hill.

And all those four places, all upside down, are his people.

The cold light reflected on the hilt of the knife was like a thousand invisible swords piercing into his bone marrow, and he let out a muffled roar, enduring the unbearable pain that penetrated into his bones.

The blood from the body is also from the heart.

He could have picked up any weapon at his feet to defend his dignity and his life. You can fight to the death with them and go to Huangquan together.

But he didn't.

For those who want to put him to death are his people, just as they are those who lie down underneath.

They are all the people of his Tao Tang clan.

These are not all, but the evil mirror platform seems to be replayed, but it is stuck halfway, frozen on the bloody corpse in one place.

The clouds on the moon's face are light and the wind is light, and the expression in his eyes is also obscure. It was as if the person in the mirror was not him, but an irrelevant person.

After all, it was a thousand years ago, and this time he reappeared in front of his eyes in this form, except for the initial feeling of emotion.

He spent a whole thousand years to heal the wounds of the past, in this thousand years, he traveled to the human world, and also saw many life and death partings, and suddenly felt that his past was not a big deal.

Perhaps, this is called relief.

However, his Li'er remembered what he had just seen and remembered it deeply.

Why did her master never mention his past to herself?

On the top of the green hill, in the Hehuan Cave, he has been with him for a hundred years, and he has not even mentioned a word to her.

If she hadn't asked him to accompany her down the mountain, perhaps, she would have been kept in the dark.

Hongli didn't know what happened to Master Yuezhuo's past, why he was hunted down by so many people, why he was forced to the top of that cliff.

If he talked to her and used her as a confidant, maybe in a hundred years, she would give him more warmth and take care of him more meticulously.

But Master Yuezhuo didn't.

He just licked his wounds, and then disguised himself as heartless.

Thinking like this, Hongli's eyes turned red, and she fell on Master Yuezhuo's handsome face.

Oh my God, that face can still smile unbridled at this moment as if nothing had happened at all.

Master Yuezhuo knew that his Li'er felt sorry for him, and when he saw her like this, why didn't he feel sorry for his own apprentice.

He didn't care about the presence of Wu Chenji and the leader, his slender fingertips rubbed the red glass slightly trembling eyelashes, wiped the beads that were dripping from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were so spoiled that he couldn't wait to wrap her in it.

really his Li'er, who understands him best, also feels the most sorry for him.

"Nothing. It's gone, it's gone, it's over, and it's time to look ahead. ”

His palms were as warm as ever, rubbing the green silk on top of her head.

It had been a while since she had turned into a red glass humanoid, and she had discovered that only when she was in human form would Master Yuezhuo not pull the hair on the top of her head like before.

It seems that when you go back to Qingqiu, you must always maintain your human form so that you will not be bald.

The master and apprentice snuggled up to each other, and felt the warmth from each other, but a few people on the side shivered.

The leaders along the way are also accustomed to seeing the scenes of their deep affection, so they don't feel anything abrupt.

It's the ghost difference between Wu Chen, although I've seen couples come here before, but it's not like they are like no one.

It should be as if there are no ghosts around.

Since there is a scene of the past on the evil mirror platform, then this person named Yuezhuo is probably not the "nobleman" of King Qin Guang.

There are no good people in front of the evil mirror.

If you can see the past on the mirror platform, you must not be a good person.

If a good person dies, his spirit is bright. In front of the Mirror of Evil, only the soul that is empty of everything can be called "great goodness". Just because there is no shadow in the heart, and you can't see the past, the brighter the light of the good soul is, the greater the public morality.

"It's your turn. ”

Wu Chenji's words were as cold as ice, not because they had any grudges, but because these two people were in this crooked time, which obviously delayed the process of their impartiality.

Yuezhuo smoothed the green silk of her own apprentice, if she was still a fox, it would be for her.

Only by smoothing the hair can you feel safe, especially when you caress the top of your head.

"Go ahead. ”

Master Yuezhuo said with reassurance.

If it were a change to the past, if Hongli would have questioned him thousands of times in his heart, he could believe that Master Yuezhuo would not drop the chain again at a critical moment, right?

Now, she actually has a sense of trust in Master Yuezhuo from nowhere.

Maybe this sense of trust has always been there, but it was erased by the unreliability of his own master before.

How many times has the little fox asked herself, Master Yuezhuo is unreliable, can you still believe it?

Now, after seeing the past of her master in the mirror, she believes it unconditionally.

In everything Master does, there is a reason for Him.

He didn't say it, that was his trouble.

He won't ask unless he says it to himself.

Hongli stood in front of the evil mirror, so relieved.

Even Master Yuezhuo was amazed at her performance.

The little fox who was frightened before, how could he regain his confidence so quickly.

It seems that his Li'er has really grown up.

In the mirror of evil, the scene of the angry sea and clouds surging and the jackdaw monster hovering was erased. Instead, the greenery that overflowed the carved frame took root in the hearts of several people on the field.

It's been a long time since I've seen this green.

Wu Chen Jisi glanced at each other, the corners of his lips trembled, and his eyes were full of yearning.

The yearning for that full of life.

They never knew that the dead tree would still flourish, and the silk of the flowers hanging from its dense leaves would be dotted with scattered buds of various colors, and the dreams would haunt a thousand souls.

After staying in the Netherworld for a long time, it is rare to see such a dazzling light. Even though it was the light that came in from the evil mirror, it was also a stinging pain in the blue skin of the burning Wuchen Jisi.

Although the two of them yearn for vitality, they do not yearn for sunshine at all.

After all, they have grown up in this netherworld since they were children, and they are used to being in this dim place, and the sunlight is not attractive to them. But for other ghosts from the world, it is an eternal yearning.

Just like Hu Hai, who could only hide in the shadows, he might have lifted his hooded cloak and leaned up somewhere in this netherworld, hoping to shine a glimmer of light from there.

After the sound, the picture on the bronze mirror was silently broken.

In the mirror, the petite shadow of red glass and vermilion was once again included.

It turned out that she was the one who was not guilty.

There was nothing but her shadow in the mirror.

Even the moon burning on his side is not in the mirror.

Wu Chen Jisi was stunned, but he still couldn't believe it, this seemingly ordinary little girl was actually the "nobleman" of King Qin Guang?

However, she didn't seem to understand anything.

Are you sure it's the one that Lord Qin Guangwang is looking for?