Kuiba Longming

Long Ming woke up from the coma, he had already forgotten what happened last night, he seemed to have met some cultivators... and then?Can't remember, he lost his soul and couldn't remember anything after he was knocked out by a spell that hit his face... He has been in a coma until now.

"Where is this?" Long Ming realized that his hands were tied behind his back. The material of the rope was very special.

It's pitch black, and it's quiet...all senses are gone... No, the sense of smell is still working, and there's a rotten smell wafting under the nose.

"Crack!" The surroundings suddenly lit up. They were long-burning lamps. The strange thing was that there was no lamp oil and the passive fire was still on.

Long Ming struggled to get up, "Who?...Is anyone there?" He shouted and looked at the place.

It is so familiar, this is the place where he died... that mysterious ancient tomb.

He slowly moved a few steps over, and on the ground not far from the inner sarcophagus, there was a trace of a pool of blood that had dried up and turned black. He had knelt here originally, facing an empty coffin.

Long Ming walked to the side of the coffin, which had already been opened, and after all the ancient clothes were taken away, there was only an empty coffin, nothing left...

"Death here is the best destination for you, isn't it?" A man's voice sounded from the center of the tomb, Long Ming turned his head to look over, it was a strange cultivator, "You want to kill me?"

"Fate is hard to come by, Grand Master... Accept your fate, you should have died here a thousand years ago."

Long Ming frowned, "What did you call me?"

"You are Shizu's senior brother...it should be right to call you Shizuzu?"

"Who is your ancestor?"

Mu Yan sighed, "...Jiang Huang."

I'm Jiang Huang's senior brother?Long Ming felt a dull pain in his head...

"After Master Master killed Master Master, he committed suicide here."

Tears dripped down his cheeks onto the ground, Long Ming smiled wryly and took half a step back, "I really killed him?"

"Hmm..." Mu Yan nodded, "Master Uncle cut off Master's heart with his own hands."

"Why? Why me?" Long Ming's expression was slightly distorted, and his long hair fluttered strangely after he turned into a quilt, "Are you lying to me?"

"Uncle Master, you can think about it for yourself...you should remember," Mu Yan said while looking at him indifferently.

"That's enough! Shut up!" Forced by a few words, the distraught Kuiba turned back into his original body, the red lines between his brows revealing blood.

Mu Yan was still indifferent, and pulled out a long sword, "I don't know if Master Uncle wants to do it himself, or I will do it."

"..." Long Ming stared blankly at the rusty ancient sword in his hand, which belonged to Jiang Huang, "He asked you to kill me?"

No wonder I didn't drive me away in the end, it turned out that I was pitying a dying person... A person who is useless and knows too much should die...

Mu Yan didn't explain, holding the sword in his hand, "Master Uncle Zu is inconvenient right now, why don't you help me, junior."

Long Ming lowered his head and sat beside the coffin in despair, "Does he hate me? I beg too much...how could he like me...he should hate me...he made me wait , is this it?" Long Ming smiled desperately, watching Mu Yan coming with the sword indifferently, sitting there decadently.

It will be very quiet after death, right?This time I can fall asleep without him...Long Ming closed his eyes, and heard the sound of the long sword piercing the air, piercing into the flesh...just like back then...

"Jiang Huang...Senior brother will accompany you...don't be afraid..." The tall man in uniform stumbled into the deep tomb. Senior brother is not good, can you forgive me...I will accompany you..."

The long sword pierced the chest without any hesitation, as if he couldn't wait... In the end, there was only an empty coffin left in the eyes of the man... Jiang Huang... I want to see you...

Long Ming's hand clenched tightly, and the position of his heart hurts...the wound there was torn open...he could vaguely recall that he was sealed in this tomb day by day...and now he is dead... never see him again...

Mu Yan looked at Kuiba who suddenly opened his eyes, and frowned. It happened that the long sword under his hand was stuck on the bone, and it was not easy to push forward. Just as he was about to push hard, a burst of blood burst out in front of his eyes...

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"Lan Guang, come here," the restless chief called Jiang Languang to look at him, and the latter looked at him suspiciously, "Brother, what's the matter with you today? You called me three times this morning."

The chief executive shook his head, "It's okay, don't stay too far away from me."

"Oh..." Jiang Languang blinked, "Brother, what happened to you and Long Ming yesterday? He looked so sad when he left... Nothing will happen, right?"

Jiang Huang smiled indifferently, "Don't worry... Kuiba won't die easily..." His heart was tightened, and the pain was unbelievable. Jiang Huang realized something, "Long Ming..."

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the garden, and Jiang Languang jumped up and ran over happily. Jiang Huang turned his back to him, clenched his fists and did not turn around.

"Brother!" Not long after, there was an exclamation, full of panic, the chief executive walked out quickly, and before he reached the place, he saw bloodstains flowing from the flowers...

"Jiang Huang..." It was his voice, Jiang Huang threw away the indifference on his face regardless, rushed over to pick up the flowers and hugged him into his arms, with anger in his heartache, "Who did it?"

"I want to see you..." With the last bit of consciousness, Long Ming put his hand on the chief's face, his weak voice was exhausted and sad, "Do you want me anymore?"

The pupilless eyes closed together heavily, and Jiang Huang grabbed his hand that was about to slide down.

"Don't sleep, open your eyes..." Jiang Huang looked at the wound on his heart that kept bleeding, his pupils condensed into a deep black, cold and terrifying, "Secret sect..."