He wants to live, live for a long time.

But things did not go as planned. When he wanted to live on, his father passed away and he was seriously ill and on the verge of death. He was filled with regret and made all kinds of arrangements to pave a way out for her.

But she entered the forbidden area without permission, sacrificed herself and her soul to the world's Taoism, just to save him and gain his immortality.

That high-spirited young man held her in his arms as she gradually faded away and cried heart-wrenchingly. If the only thing she said before her death was that he should live, he would have followed her.

From then on, the Temple of Heaven disappeared from the world, and he fell into eternal sleep.

Until he reaches the Immortal Mountain, the eternal calamity he had obtained from the Immortal Mountain will disappear, and he will never wake up.

The destructive power of the Emperor family is indeed strong, but the price they pay cannot be solved by a magic weapon.

His health was deteriorating, and he was afraid that he would never meet her again and that she would not be able to wait for him.

Finally the day he had been waiting for came, and now she was the daughter of the Demon God, with high cultivation and powerful bloodline, and she no longer needed his protection.

He was very relieved, even though she no longer remembered him.

He had prepared many plans for her. On the day of the cleansing of the Eight Continents and Three Regions, he had been following her, fearing that she would be in danger, even though he was known that she might not need him.

Di Qingye had been following behind her, clearing up some troubles that she had not noticed or missed, such as the escaped leader of the Supreme Xiao Sect, the Immortal Xuanxiao, who had absorbed the blessing of heaven from his own disciple.

But she doesn't need to know all this.

"Xiao Zhao'er, forget me, a passer-by. Today I will return my life to... you."

He raised his hand and wanted to wipe her tears, but he couldn't lift it up. Chu Chaozhao quickly pulled his hand up.

Di Qingye smiled at her, just like the little baby smiling at him when they first met, even though he had no reason to live.

"Xiao Zhao'er, call me..."

The sound stopped and there was dead silence in the dark cave.

Chu Chaozhao sat there in a daze, watching him turn into cyan-gold powder, which gradually flowed into the light above her head, blocking out the blurry and dark things above her head.

The skylight enveloped Chu Chaozhao. She looked up and saw light shining through the deep blue water in the sky above her head, sparkling beautifully.

She finally couldn't hold back her tears.

"Di Qingye! Di Qingye! I don't want you to pay me back! I'm not Xiao Zhao'er! I don't want you to pay me back!"

She just wanted him to live.

"Aye! Aye-nii-ge!"

But no one answered her.

This winter is especially cold, colder than all the winters in my previous and present lives.

In the dead silent black hole, the only sound could be heard: Chu Chaozhao's soft sobbing, and the rustling sound came from far away.

Five thick iron chains came and bound her limbs and neck in that small space without allowing her to escape. Then the chains were pulled back, hanging her in the air.

On the chain, which was covered with thick rust, there was blood that had turned darker, visibly visible to the naked eye.

Chu Chaozhao hung his head dejectedly without struggling.

There's no use struggling.

He was locked in the black hole day after day. There was no sound in the cave, not even the sound of the wind.

It was pitch black day and night. When I looked up, there was only the faint light from the sky, and above my head was a dead silent deep sea cave.

This cave was freezing cold. Anyone who stepped into it would have their calves trembling from the cold, but she was already numb.

She had been hanging for several days without seeing the sun. She couldn't count how much time had passed. She couldn't feel her limbs or flesh, and even her heart seemed to beat unusually slowly.

Staying in such a space for several days is enough to drive a person crazy.

But Chu Chaozhao raised his head and laughed: "After watching the show for so many days, how long are you going to hide? The puppet master actually has this hobby?"

No voice responded to her.

Chu Chaozhao slowly raised his head and moved his stiff limbs. The sound of chains rattling could be heard all around him, and then there was rust all over the ground.

"Let me guess what you're going to do."

"Everyone I met in this life who survived ten thousand years ago stared at me and told me that my fate was predetermined and that it was a dead end! My life was calculated from the moment I was born, no, maybe even before I was born. It was just a game from the beginning to the end."

"You are the one behind this cursed life, right? You also brought all the sufferings in my past life upon me."

"In this life, everything I encountered seemed to be my choice, but in fact, there were puppets everywhere. It was you who pulled the silver thread behind me, controlling your puppets, pushing me step by step into the pit you set. It was good to meet friends, get so many artifacts, and deepen my cultivation. The Guiyun Sect was almost slaughtered, and even at the beginning, I met the master! It was all good luck for you!"

"You pushed them to uncover the seals you set for me layer by layer. You had already found Aye in the desert. You kept forcing him to die to break the seal for me. What about the last layer of the seal? Whose life do you want to break it for me?"

"How about using your life! Ah!"

Every word analyzed her calmness over the past few days, connecting and analyzing everything, from her calmness at the beginning to her excitement now, every sentence showed her mood at the moment.

Chu Chaozhao struggled violently, pulling the iron chain so hard that it made a loud noise, but it also strangled his limbs and neck to a bloody mess.

She struggled, as if she was not just trying to break free from her chains, but was resisting the tragic life that was destined for her.

"It's rare." A faint voice finally sounded, coming from the darkness with a smug smile.

"It's rare to see our little A Zhao so angry. Little A Zhao, look at how unfair your life is. You couldn't get the love of your parents, your brother, your friends, or the kindness of others in your previous life. No matter how hard you tried, how you compromised, or how well-behaved you were, you couldn't get it. If you did get it, you would lose it in the most tragic way."

"How ridiculous! Even so, you actually have a kind heart! Aren't you looking at them as an outsider? Your master, your brothers and sisters, your so-called friends who share life and death, as well as the Nine Family members, and even the Shen Family members. In that dream, you were so foolish that you changed your mind to protect them even if it hurt yourself!"

The voice in the darkness carried a hint of anger, and then seemed to have thought of something and was very happy.

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