Kuiba Longming

Thousand years ago

Secret forbidden area

Standing in the tomb, Chuyue looked at the man in the pool of blood in front of the coffin, slowly squatted down, held his face in his hands, checked the pulse, and his face became pale in an instant, and asked softly to the corpse, "Why? ? Why do you want to do this? Is he worth it? Long Ming..."

Two lines of tears fell between the green robes, "You would rather die for him than forget everything and start over with me?"

"Why don't you even ask me one more question? Why are you so stupid...that evil star...how could he die..." Chuyue looked at the corpse, crying and laughing at times, seeming crazy.

"Master..." Hou Zai's disciple of the secret sect outside the tomb door lowered his head, and the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi who came out from inside had a solemn expression, without any trace of loss of composure, and his voice was completely cold, "Seal this tomb."

"Yes," the disciple of the secret sect didn't dare to say more. He glanced at the bloodstains outside the tomb that hadn't been cleaned up, and secretly slandered... When Long Ming rushed into the cemetery, he killed dozens of monks. He didn't expect the suzerain to enter. To kill someone without burning an incense stick, the master's power is really unfathomable.

"Master Bing...Brother Jiang is awake..."

Sect Master Chuyue nodded, his expression remained the same, "Take me to him."

In the deserted palace, the idlers were screened away, and Jiang Huang, who had just woken up from a serious injury, sat in the palace, frowning and looking at Chuyue, "...Where is Long Ming? Where are the others?"

"..." After a long silence, Chuyue suddenly showed a smile on his indifferent face, "You don't believe that he will kill you for the position of suzerain, right?"

"I asked you what about others?"

"He promised me that he would drive you away, and he would double cultivate with Master, but unfortunately...Minger, he is still too kind after all."

Jiang Huang's face turned pale, "What did you say?"

"He killed himself in your grave..."

Clothes grave?Jiang Huang clenched his fists, "You lied to him that I was dead?"

"So what? Now you're not dead...you won't die at all...you have destiny, if this world is immortal, then you are immortal...What a pity, you like him, right? I won't see you again..." With a smile on Chuyue's face, Jiang Huang pressed him against the pillar, "Do you believe that I killed you?"

Chuyue smiled faintly, "Are you jealous, right? He loves me the most... He is just sympathizing with you... The body is still in the tomb, you can go and see it if you want."

Jiang Huang felt a backflow of blood, and his anger rushed to the top of his head. He let go of his hand, rushed to the door, and grabbed a disciple, "Where is my clothes tomb?"

"Brother?...the tomb...has been...sealed..."

"Take him there..." Chuyue's voice came out, and he added after a pause, "Jiang Huang...just look at him, don't touch him, I'm afraid he will think he's dirty."

Everyone walked away, Chuyue sat alone in the hall, poured a cup of tea silently, with a smile on his mouth and tears in his eyes.

"Long Ming... When he comes back, I can go to accompany you. At that time, I'm afraid he still can't stand without you, and he proclaims that the three souls are in the realm... Look, this is fate. Those who accompany you should It was I who came out of the moon..."

......

After merging the last ray of soul, the director slowly opened his eyes and picked up the broken sword in hand.

"Ming..." The voice seemed distant and ethereal, Long Ming looked at Duan Ren protruding in front of him, and showed a bitter smile, no matter how lightly he said it, when things came to an end, he still didn't want to accept it.

"Boom..." The realm collapsed faster and faster, like fireworks ringing in his ears, Long Ming covered his ears, stood up slowly, but staggered backward unsteadily, and fell to the ground. ..The field of vision fell all the way from the sky, fell into the gap in the mirror image, the chaos was torn apart, and turned into a colorful, brightly destroyed.

"Ming, let's get into a demon, if you get into a demon, I'll let him go...you bear the contract of realm for him," Chuyue was a vague figure, only the smile on the corner of his mouth could be seen in his memory.

"No one can kill him... You just need to stab him with a sword, tell him you want the suzerain position, break his heart, and he will give up on you and leave the secret sect by yourself... you want If you give him freedom, you have to be ruthless..."

"Hahahaha... you killed him... so what if I lied to you? Is there anyone in the world who won't die? If I don't help you like this, how can you be enchanted? How can you bear the seal of the realm for him? Don't worry... .After the seal, you will forget all of this..."

Long Ming lowered his eyes, his memories became blurred and distant...

"Jiang Huang..." Kuiba pulled himself up weakly, "Can you listen to my explanation?"

The broken blade was handed to his eyes again, and the director's face was equally bitter, "I killed Chuyue... If you want, you can give it back in full, even cramp and skin."

Long Ming froze for a moment, with a puzzled and surprised expression, "...do you want me to avenge him?"

The chief executive was also stunned, "Didn't you stab me with that sword because you liked Chuyue?" Jiang Huang vaguely seemed to understand something.

"..." Long Ming was silent for a few seconds, grabbed the chief executive's suit jacket and pulled him into his arms, tears rolling down his face again, "You won't abandon me, right? brilliant"

The chief executive laughed, grabbed Long Ming's shoulders, and hugged him tightly, "Unless I die, it's impossible."