The killing intent of the demon was cold, and wisps of purple aura surrounded him, like a Shura from hell, full of violent and murderous aura, as if he wanted to shatter the heavens and the earth.

The expression of the man in the blue and white robe changed slightly, and he reached out and grasped the blazing red sword that surrounded him, and the killing aura was also filled with the heavens, as if he wanted to destroy the world.

However, at this time, Zhan Zhao was stunned, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he felt that he should have guessed who this person was!

"Demon Que, slow down!" Zhan Zhao suddenly shouted angrily.

Mo Que's momentum couldn't help but pause slightly, clenched his fists, and looked at Zhan Zhao with a hint of doubt.

Zhan Zhao looked at the man carefully and said, "You haven't told you where you came from...... You say that the Celestial Realm has sealed you for hundreds of years...... Could it be that you were sealed at the bottom of the East China Sea, but the Nine Heavens Xuannu sealed you!?"

Zhanzhao's voice was slightly raised, with a trembling sound, which seemed to be very excited, which made people feel a little weird.

Dressed in a blue and white robe, a blazing red sword, it has been sealed for hundreds of years, could it be that this person is really him?

It should be him!

Hearing Zhan Zhao's words, the man's face froze slightly, he looked at Zhan Zhao coldly, and said, "How do you know!? Yes, I was indeed sealed at the bottom of the East China Sea, and it was the Nine Heavens Xuannu who sealed me back then!"

"It's really you!" Zhanzhao trembled his arms, as if he couldn't help but want to hug him, which was incomprehensible.

"Do you know me!?" The blazing red sword in the man's hand slashed horizontally, exuding an overwhelming scorching yang qi, while a terrifying cold aura surged from his body, cold and hot coexisted, looking very weird.

"Uncle Shi!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from the sky, and a blue-white figure quickly approached here, landing in front of Zhan Zhao and the man.

This person had a young face, and the whole person flashed a sense of handsomeness. Dressed in a blue-and-white robe, with a huge sword box behind his back, and a bunch of golden tassels around his waist, gently fluttering with the breeze.

There was a strange expression on his face, like crying and laughing, not crying or laughing, his lips moved, but it seemed that his ability to speak was blocked by something, his face was full of pain and joy, and a little bit of crystal sparkled from the corners of his eyes, like a falling flower, which made people sad.

"Murong Ziying!?"

"Ziying!?"

The man and Zhan Zhao exclaimed at the same time, and after the two of them spoke at the same time, they suddenly paused and looked at each other, the person in the blue and white robe flashed a trace of surprise, but Zhan Zhao's eyes flashed a trace of understanding.

Sure enough, this person is really him!

"Murong Ziying, why are you here!?" The man's expression was cold, he looked at Murong Ziying, and snorted coldly, "What a genius who cultivates immortals, I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, and my cultivation can actually be compared to me!

"Uncle Shi......" Murong Ziying twitched the corners of her mouth, and finally spit out these two words.

"Since you are here, what about Tianhe?" When Tianhe was spoken, a trace of helplessness and a trace of sentimentality flashed in the eyes of the man in the blue and white robe.

"Uncle Shi......" Hearing the man talk about Yun Tianhe, Murong Ziying's face changed a little, full of a trace of loneliness, "Tianhe, they are missing, I don't know where they are, I have searched all over the human world and the demon world, but I haven't found Tianhe and their ......"

"What are you talking about!?" When the man heard Murong Ziying's words, his expression changed suddenly, full of violence, and he roared angrily, "Tianhe is gone!?

"What the hell is going on!?" the man roared, his voice filled with a frenzied killing aura, as if it was about to destroy the world.

Murong Ziying's expression was gloomy, and she shook her head gently, "I don't know ......"

"What do you know!?" the man roared madly, and the blazing red sword in his hand swelled, as if he was about to slash down with a sword in the next second.

"Xuan Xiao!" At this time, Zhan Zhao suddenly roared angrily, "Are you really Xuan Xiao!?"

The person who was called Xuanxiao by Zhanzhao suddenly changed his expression, pointed the sword in his hand at Zhanzhao, and shouted, "Who are you? How do you know me!?"

Zhan Zhao paused slightly, sighed lightly, and sure enough, it was Xuan Xiao!

I still remember that in the four fairy swords, when I first came to the Qionghua forbidden land under the cover of heavy ice, I was full of curiosity about this frozen man who didn't know whether he was friend or foe, and wanted to know what kind of past was buried on the snow-capped mountain at the top of Kunlun, but with the unveiling of the mysteries and the appearance of that cruel reality, it can be found that all kinds of things in this person are far from being carried by a "pathos".

He used to be the best ** of the Qionghua sect, with a dogmatic life and unwavering faith. In Qionghua's boring days, even if his heart is like water, he still firmly adheres to friendship and love, and the peerless jade and uninhibited azure were once his only spiritual sustenance in addition to Qionghua. However, the accident nineteen years ago, the departure of his lover, and the betrayal of his friend cast a layer of frost on his already hot heart. Nineteen years of cold and bleak life have made him even more desperate and devastating.

He is undoubtedly sincere in his treatment of feelings, even to the point of "innocence". For Tianqing, Shuyu, and Tianhe, it is all the same. It is precisely because of that sincerity that there is no room for the slightest renunciation and betrayal.

I don't know, maybe more than hatred is unforgettable love. Nineteen years later, he still misses her, and what appears in his heart over and over again is not hatred for betrayal, but the whispers under the phoenix flower, the oath of the sky hanging in the stars...... The moment when he burned the phoenix flower that contained infinite pain and longing to ashes, this man who had endured for 19 years, was he also crying in his heart?

Nineteen years later, the Tianhe River that met in Pingshui gave him all the care and love, and his already cold heart was warmed again. Tianhe folded flower branches for him, found cold utensils, and gave him Wangshu, giving him warmth and touching without reservation. However, when he finally thought that he had regained a brotherly love, the heavens once again cruelly played tricks on him. In order to save Lingsha, Tianhe was finally forced to embark on a helpless betrayal. When the boy drew his sword against him, his heart was dripping blood, and the unreserved affection could only be exchanged for a brotherly rebellion.

So the last trace of warmth in his heart was finally covered with cold again.

"In the past, when I said that I had two swords and no one to enter the country, no one asked me to give up...... At the beginning of the success, when the meridians were reversed, no one asked me to give up...... I lost my hope and was burned at night, and no one cared about my life and death......" This is Xuanxiao's most real and tragic past, and it is also the most heart-wrenching.

Tianhe is his salvation, but this redemption is twenty-two years late, and he has no way back after twenty-two years. He was a man of affection and an idealist. When the last emotional disillusionment is disillusioned, he chooses to go against the sky against all odds to achieve the last grand ideal in his life.

However, after all, he paid the price for going against the sky, and what awaited him was a thousand years of exile, a thousand years of silence, and a thousand years of eternal calamity.

"The sky abandons me, and I would rather become a demon" is Xuan Xiao's bloody and tearful indictment of the fate of this life.

When a person is abandoned by the world, he chooses to abandon the world with a smile.

The tragedy of Xuan Xiao is that he actually has a lot of choices, and many opportunities give him a choice, but he can't choose.

Nineteen years ago, he could choose to leave with Shuyu, then they would be a fairy couple, and nineteen years later, he could choose to go to the end of the world with Tianhe, then they would be the best brothers and best friends.

However, he chose the path that his master set for him, and this is his life, his trajectory. This is indeed very good, if he is completely bad, then he will not give sympathy, if he is not so affectionate, then the last battle can solve Yun Tianhe, and all problems will be solved.

However, in the final battle, Xuan Xiao was fighting with love, and even he was fighting with Tianhe with love and not doing his best, in fact, they didn't want to, but they had to fight. What is left can only be said to be helpless! That deep helplessness, fate makes people!

If you could, how much better would it be to let time stay in the whisper of drunken flowers?

If you can, how good would it be to let time stay in the rush to find the three cold weapons and get a new life?

It's a pity that time always passes, and everything always happens. And after everything happens, it will always pass, and there will always be a new beginning...... This is what Murong Ziying said, life is a big dream of nothingness, Shaohua Baishou is just a blink of an eye, only the way of heaven is constant, reciprocating, and has never changed...... (To be continued.) )