Immortal of Quick Transmigration, why are you blackened again?

Chapter 232 The Ending ([-])
"What the hell are these things? Why are they so powerful?" Ling Yao asked with a frown.

"These are all vengeful spirits suppressed by the water of the Forgotten River. They have existed for a few years, hundreds of years and tens of thousands of years. They have fled to the human world and sucked human energy, making this world, which should have been prosperous in spring, become It's like purgatory." The man sighed, "You should also go east earlier, it's still safe there now, the fairy world has sent envoys to station there, but... I don't know how long it can last."

After saying that, he shook his head and left.

Lingyao walked as if she had lost her soul, and Er Qi appeared in front of her at some point: "Fairy, you make it easier for me to find you!"

"Twenty-seven?"

"I was ordered by the late emperor to search for you for several days. Just now when I saw the fluctuation of spiritual power in that city, I thought it was you. I chased it up and saw that it was really you!" Er Qi said excitedly, "Hurry up and come back to me." Immortal world! The Immortal Emperor has been getting a little angry recently, if the Demon Lord hadn’t washed the Wangchuan River and released those resentful spirits, and the Six Realms have been in chaos for a whole day, the Immortal Emperor will definitely come to find you in person.”

"Why does the devil want to forget Chuanhe? Doesn't he know his fault?"

"The devil is already a devil, why would he consider the common people if he does his own thing?" Er Qi said disdainfully, "Fairy, do you still want to speak for him?"

"But... the Demon Lord, isn't he also the God of War?"

Er Qi was taken aback: "You...you know everything?"

"What the hell is going on, why did you lie to me?!" She was a little sullen, "If you don't make it clear today, I will definitely not go with you, and even if I am killed by these vengeful spirits, I will be buried with this catastrophe gone."

As she said that, she was about to walk in the opposite direction. Erqi became anxious: "I can't blame the Immortal Emperor for this. It was the Immortal Emperor who met you first!"

"What?" Lingyao turned her head, her heart full of doubts.

After all, she doesn't remember anything.

"What she means is that Yanchen met you earlier." A voice came, and Er Qi hurriedly stood in front of her, boldly shouting: "If you don't do a good job as a war god, you will become a falling fairy What are you going to do? Come to me and let the fairy go!"

"I have no interest in you." Yue Heng said lightly, reaching out to Lingyao: "Yaoer, come here."

Lingyao was alert, "Why did you go to Wangchuan?!"

Yue Heng glanced over at Er Qi, making her startled, but he still explained: "I'll go get back what belongs to us."

As he said that, a cloud of blue light appeared in his wide sleeves, and a gleaming white light was wrapped around it.

"This is your memory, I retrieved it for you." He said, with a hint of flattery.

Lingyao was stunned for a moment, and saw Yue Heng waved his sleeves, and the maids from the demon world were teleported here. There were six of them in total, holding six trays, which contained gold and silver jewelry, and...a wedding dress.

"Yao'er, I will return the memory to you, can you return yourself to me?" He was full of anticipation, watching the memory in the palm of his hand fly to where it belonged.

"No—" shouted almost heart-piercingly, Er Qi hurriedly saluted: "Immortal Emperor!"

With millions of heavenly soldiers and generals, Yanchen's eyes were about to burst: "Yue Heng, you are really the most selfish person in the world!"

"I am selfish, and I will not deceive my subjects to give up what I love." Yue Heng sarcastically said, with a wave of his sleeves, a huge teleportation array appeared behind him, and millions of demon troops were densely packed in order.

Lingyao was forced to accept the memories she had abandoned. At that time, she begged Yanchen to take her to Wangchuan, in order to forget everything and start again.

The most important thing is that in that memory, every frame hides the love for Yue Heng.

Because of loving him, she lost herself, forgot the past, and was in pain. Whether it was freedom or dignity, she was trampled under her feet and festered into mud.

"Yueheng..." she said in a low voice, but it made him happy: "You remember it?!"

"Hmm," she said.

"Yao'er, no one can stop us anymore," he opened his arms, "Come here."

"Lingyao, don't go!" Yanchen's voice sounded behind her, but she still ran towards Yueheng without hesitation.

Yue Heng... How could she let go of someone she had loved for thousands of years?

Even though he hurt her seventh world, she still loves him.

"Birth, old age, illness and death, separation from love, long-lasting resentment, not getting what you want, you can't let it go. We have tasted the eight hardships in life one by one. We have gone through seven lives in the world together, and we should be perfect in this life." She hugged him, "Yue Heng, I I really love you, I have loved you for thousands of years and I will never forget you."

But Yue Heng's eyes widened, looking at the bright red in her hand, he tasted his own blood.

"But... a ruthless person, you are ruthless all over the world, now you will abandon the common people for my memory alone, and turn this world into a purgatory... One day, you will also destroy the Six Realms for your own self-interest." She smiled and smiled, bitter tears dripped down, but did not soak the ground, "Everything started because I love you, so...let's end with my love for you too!"

She pulled out the hairpin stuck in his chest, and suddenly stuck it in her own chest again.

"No! Lingyao!" Yanchen didn't look like an emperor at all at this moment, but a lunatic, he ran towards her crying, but it was too late.

"It's all my fault... I let him be stained with the word love, but I don't know that everything in the world is invulnerable to swords and swords. Only this word... can hurt people the most..."

Yes, not to mention ordinary in the world, even the immortal emperor with power over the six worlds and the god of war with boundless magic power, when they encounter this word, they no longer look like themselves.

"Lingyao..." Yanchen was still calling her name, but she had already closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

The body is broken and the three souls are broken, and the life is not deep when the love is strong.

If you ask what is a blade in the world, only the word love hurts people the most.

(End of this chapter)