74 Finale The sinner is dead

"......Suicide?"

The people under the boulder began to be agitated, and the time for Shui Duyan to commit suicide was too short, so short that everyone didn't react, and everything was over?

No one would believe that this was true, and Shui Duyan committed suicide.

"Hmm...... Ahh

Bai Lan stood at the bottom and looked at Gu Moyun, he remembered in a trance the time when Shui Duyan used the Nightmare Ice Lantern to stimulate the illusion and cheated to death. Will it be ...... this time?

Bai Lan smiled sadly, he knew that his heart was bleeding, Shui Duyan was dead, his soul was scattered, and the fact was in front of him - 80,000 miles of flowers were impressive, and suddenly appeared, all over the entire Futu Mountain.

Under everyone's feet, beside them, and in the distance, flowers appeared on the other side, and the bewitching red came into view, telling them that this was not an illusion, this was real.

"Twilight ...... You, heh, what a ......" Tears fell from the corners of Bai Lan's eyes, and his heart was very flustered, and the words that Shui Duyan had told him when he let him out echoed in his mind were all true.

The memories are surging and the sadness is flowing backwards, Bai Lan did not cry like Gu Moyun, but there was a dead silence in his heart, this woman died, taking away his beliefs, taking away his merits, and taking away the most real him.

The person who knew him best in this world died, the courtier who thought about him the most died, and the person who made him feel the most real and at ease died, and no one would ever treat him like Twilight. Love and hate, loyalty, betrayal, friends, Shui Twilight has played too many roles in his life, but they are all dead at this moment.

Bai Lan thought that she would face it indifferently, this woman made herself a waste, crushed her dignity as a man, destroyed his pride as an emperor, and subverted the deep-rooted three views. Shouldn't he hate the twilight of the water? But now, why is his heart like a knife? Why is the resentment gone? What is this woman......

Bai Lan's cloudy eyes made that face look even more vicissitudes, and in an instant, the sky was dark, and the world became dead silent.

"The sin has been removed! God bless my demon realm! God bless my emperor!" Qiao Mu Nan could see Bai Lan's entanglement and sadness, he saw a layer of despair in Bai Lan's eyes, Qiao Mu Nan began to be afraid, afraid that Bai Lan would do something amazing - for example, abdication.

"Welcome my emperor back to the throne!" Qiao Munan knelt down, and the army behind him saluted one after another, and the cry shook the sky.

The vast and empty Futu Mountain echoed with that cry, Bai Lan felt the boundless loneliness, and his tears fell more urgently for no reason, didn't he get what he wanted?

Bai Lan suddenly felt that the courtiers kneeling down were like demons, they were like a huge net, trapping Bai Lan's heart, and he had to sit on this dragon chair full of blood all the time.

The wind swept across everyone's faces, messing up the bustling scene, and the sinners who disturbed them for a lifetime were dead, and it seemed that the demon world was about to return to normal.

Bai Lan looked at the heartbroken Gu Moyun, he could probably understand Gu Moyun's mood, Gu Moyun lost not only his sweetheart, but also a confidante and a close friend. Bai Lan seemed to relive the mood when he completely lost his twilight face, so desperate, suffocated, and powerless to recover.

He couldn't remember how many nights he had dreamed that Shui Duyan was still gentle and loyal to him, drinking and chatting with him, with the truest smile on his arrogant and presumptuous face.

The news of Shui Twilight's death quickly spread throughout the Demon Realm, and overnight, everyone knew that Shui Twilight, who was seeking power and usurping power, had no place to be buried. The valley lord of Qianqiu Valley annihilated the traitorous villain in one fell swoop, and the army of the corpse Gu of the Red Blood Building was all annihilated. The master of Qianqiu Valley is indispensable.

Chiaki Valley.

Qian Fei stood on the high city wall, and when she watched the army of hundreds of thousands of corpse Gu disappear in an instant, she knew that Shui Duyan was dead.

Qian Fei held the jade pendant in her hand that could command the three armies of the Red Blood Building, and she couldn't help but smile sadly, it turned out that Shui Duyan had given her all the living troops, and she had left a bunch of dead troops.

Qianfei also understood that so many corpse Gu armies were destroyed in Qianqiu Valley, and so many criminals were wiped out by Qianqiu Valley, and Qianqiu Valley contributed a lot. Even if Bai Lan wants to do anything to Chiaki Valley, everyone in the world sees it.

"Shui Duyan, when you die, you still want me to retreat, heh. Qianfei lowered her head, her eyes were red, and she felt even more uncomfortable, such a person who loved her and had nothing to do with Fengyue completely left her, and it was indeed impossible between them.

Qian Qingfeng glanced at Qian Fei and asked softly, "What about those people below?"

Qianfei waved his hand, signaling that Qianqingfeng would not be forgiven, and then turned around and left, returning to the Yewei Palace.

Qian Qingfeng looked at those people who had been "reused" by Shui Duyan, and couldn't help but smile sadly, Shui Duyan's heart has never changed, but how many people understand? Qian Qingfeng has mixed feelings in his heart, he has followed Shui Duyan for tens of thousands of years, but he still doesn't understand Shui Duyan, and he feels heartache.

Night Temple.

Qianfei sat in the courtyard with withered leaves and withered grass, listening to the autumn breeze and watching the sunset.

She took out the red jade Xiao that was broken in two, and cried in distress, and the middle break was fixed by her with black silk thread, this red jade Xiao looked as domineering as Shui Duyan, and the red and black matched just right.

Qianfei gently put the red jade Xiao to her lips and blew it, but there was still an ugly sound from the broken place, and this Xiao was ruined.

Qianfei stared at the row of small words, and read out softly: "Now I come to think, rain and snow." ”

Shui Duyan said that this poem carries Qianfei's name, and Qianfei can't help but smile when she thinks about it. At the beginning, when the water twilight first entered the Qianqiu Valley, he painted a picture for Qianfei, which showed the empty mountains and lonely mountains, rain and snow, a bleak scene.

Is the poem carved by Shui Duyan on the red jade Xiao also a prophecy?

"In the past, I went back, and the willows were still there. Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling. Qianfei gently closed her eyes, letting her thoughts hit her whole body, and sadness filled her heart.

There is an additional tombstone under the big tree in the courtyard of the desolate Night Temple, and a few words are engraved on the tombstone: The tomb of the beloved water twilight.

Qianfei treasured this love and planted it in the night hall where the water twilight lived when they met.

Western regions.

When the news of Shui Duyan's death came, Maple Yexue didn't dare to tell Bai Zijia directly, after all, paper couldn't contain the fire, but Bai Zijia still knew.

Maple Yexue thought that she would be hoarse, she had planned for so long, and the bamboo basket was empty, how could Bai Zijia not hate it?

Maple Yexue stood behind her, her eyes gentle, waiting for Bai Zijia to cry, waiting for Bai Zijia to vent all her inner collapse.

But Bai Zijia was silent from beginning to end, without saying a word.

Bai Zijia stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain in white clothes, looking around, the four fields were snowy and silent, and opposite her was a snow-capped mountain, blooming snow lotus.

She recalled that Shui Duyan took her to steal Snow Lotus, Shui Duyan was afraid that something would happen to her, so she specially assigned two bodyguards for her, and some touches were always inadvertent, Bai Zijia had to admit that Shui Duyan was indeed very caring. is so domineering and ruthless on the surface, but in fact it is extremely gentle. It is probably this gentleness that made Bai Zijia fall in love for a lifetime.

The heavy snow began to blow one after another, Bai Zijia looked up, and under the sound of the wind, a piece of snow white melted in her palm. She once said that it is better to freeze herself completely, heal silently in silence, and return safely as before.

"Shui Duyan, you left me this snow-capped mountain that will not melt for thousands of years, do you really think that I want to be lonely until I am old? Every time you listen to such words, why can't you listen to them if it's good?" Bai Zijia smiled slightly, the corners of her mouth full of sadness.

Maple Yexue stood in the wind and snow and waited for her, waited until the wind and snow stopped, waited until the snow fell all over her head, and waited until Bai Zijia finally looked back at him.

Maple Yexue smiled softly at Bai Zijia and said softly: "Master, I have always been there, I will always be there." ”

Bai Zijia giggled, she raised her hand slightly, and the white jade bracelet on her wrist suddenly shattered, and the moment it broke, she burst into tears.

Bai Zijia rushed into the arms of the maple leaf snow, hid in the wind and snow, hid in the cold wind, stood between heaven and earth, and let the tears slip down and form frost.

Ice Imperial City.

Bai Xi succeeded to the throne of the Nine Heavens Ice Emperor, and he stood in front of a monument at this time, looking at the flowers on the other side of the courtyard in a daze.

Long Haotian sat on the stone table behind him, squinting and drinking, looking at the thin young man in the twilight of the sunset.

Long Haotian had nothing to say, as if he had experienced this great change, and the people of the previous generation were much older. He squinted at the floating clouds in the sky, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Shui Duyan, Shui Duyan, I, Long Haotian, have been pretentious all my life, and I have never seen such an arrogant person as you, heh, I really convinced you. Long Haotian smiled when he thought about it, when did he stand on the same front with Shui Duyan?

Long Haotian closed his eyes and pondered, did Shui Duyan promise him that as long as he continued to be Zuo Cheng, one day Shui Duyan would release Bai Lan? Or did Shui Duyan spare no effort to cultivate Bai Xi? Or did Shui Duyan not kill a single loyal villain even if he reused the traitorous villain after seeking power and usurping the throne? Or was it the righteousness that Shui Duyan always had in his bones?

Long Haotian smiled, righteous and righteous, Shui Duyan has always been good and evil, good and bad.

"What do I admire about you?" Long Haotian seemed to be chatting with someone, and the corners of his mouth murmured softly, as if Shui Duyan was on the other side.

But he had never really talked to Shui Duyan, he didn't know much about Shui Duyan, but he could understand every move Shui Duyan took. After Shui Duyan sat on the dragon throne, he continued to teach Bai Xi very tacitly, and sang a double reed with Shui Duyan.

If it's a pity, is it a pity that the two of them are not friends? In this life, they are like-minded to each other, although they have always seemed to stand on hostile positions.

Long Haotian glanced at the tombstone beside Bai Xi, and a few big red characters came to his mind: The Tomb of the Grace Master Shui Dusk.

Long Haotian smiled softly and murmured: "Your master has done a very successful job, and your hard work has been in vain." ”

The night gradually darkened, and the flowers on the other side fell asleep in the dim night, with a peaceful posture.

Futu Mountain.

The night was quiet, and in front of a grave, there was a woman in red, who sat gently in front of the grave with soft eyes.

The moonlight poured on the ground, the cold wind blew, she shrunk back, cried red nose, and said tremblingly: "Big pig's trotters, the wind is blowing, I want to hide in your arms." ”

Nightmare reached out and touched the grave, put his face on it, and asked gently: "You say that I am like a mirror, shining you transparently, so do you know that you hate being criticized the most? You say that I sow discord, lest the world not be chaotic, then do you know that I am going to mess up your heart? You said that I want to live for Luo Jiushuang, and this life is not mine, so do you know that I have been deliberately pestering you and living for you?"

The nightmare's tears broke the thread, she leaned against the grave, let the cold wind cross her cheeks, and she whispered: "Gege, Ah Yan, you say, will my life personality be as you say, as you wish, a lifetime of Chang'an?"

There is love in the world, standing on friendship, and love is not full. There are demons in the world, which exist in people's hearts, and greed is nourishing. There is a god in the world, like the blade of the law, and the way of heaven is ruthless.

In this long life, there is always a confrontation between gods and demons, but there is no right or wrong. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, but the way of heaven is natural.

"Snow Silence in Winter"

Prosperous opera and flowers, old dreams are full of emotions and ruthless.

The love word is reluctant to wake up, and the frost and snow are full of sadness.

The prosperous demon clan was originally a dream, but the dream in this life is too long.

It is difficult to write about this matter, and the snow is silent and the winter is deep.