Drunk lying on the setting sun for the king

From then on, Hai Yingxing regarded Hai Jing as her own child and raised her wholeheartedly.He took Hai Jing to plant a series of maple trees in the courtyard where Mu Xiangling once lived, and let them grow with Hai Jing.In those days, he often sat in front of the house, watching Hai Jing practicing martial arts in a maple forest, laughing and running, as if seeing Mu Xiangling when he was a child, with a gentle smile on his face unconsciously.

When Hai Jing stepped out of the shadows of the past, Hai Yingxing loved him even more, because he was as cheerful and friendly as Mu Xiangling, firm and fearless, and under his own influence, he became gentle, steady and patient, just like Mu Xiangling. It was his combination with Mu Xiangling.

At the same time, Hai Yingxing did not give up on Mu Xiangling. He searched various places and searched for ancient books. After more than ten years, he finally found out the connection between the Demon Cult and Zhuxinjian.The devil's religion's mentality is practiced in the self-killing sword. Although it can restrain it, if there is a mistake, it is very easy to be swallowed by the hostile energy in the sword.

And if you want to restore the wielder's sanity, besides killing him, there is only one way, and that is to stain Zhuxinjian with the blood of his beloved.

After finding out the truth, the bad news about the bloodbath of the Iron Gate by the Demon Sect spread to Hai Lan Zhuang, but Hai Yingxing could no longer feel any sadness.Therefore, as a clue, the martial arts people launched a second group attack on the Demon Cult, and Hai Yingxing took the initiative to join.Everyone only thought that he wanted to avenge his in-laws, but they didn't know that he just wanted to pay for his original sins, and wanted to exchange for Mu Xiangling's most sincere smile.

Therefore, before leaving Hailan Villa, he stroked Hai Jing's head and said that sentence, "Hai Jing, if I fail to come back, Hailan Villa will be protected by you."

As he expected, Hai Jing showed surprise, "Don't be kidding, you are so strong, how could you not come back?"

Hearing these words, Hai Yingxing felt his chest full of soreness, unable to face Hai Jing's eyes that looked like Mu Xiangling, and raised his eyes to the sky, "Because the opponent this time may be stronger than me." powerful……"

After that, he sighed silently, and turned to hold Haijing's arm, "Haijing, can you promise me? Protect Hailanzhuang instead of me."

He didn't tell Hai Jing that he planned to give up his life from the very beginning. This was his initial willfulness and also his final persistence.

Seeing that Hai Jing nodded in response, he felt relieved and left with the rest of the crusaders with his entourage.

Due to the dangers on Lingxian Peak, Hai Yingxing left his entourage at the foot of the mountain, and told Hai Jing that if he did not return, he would tell Hai Jing that he had buried himself at the foot of the mountain.The subsequent battle was indeed as brutal and intense as he had imagined. When he saw Mu Xiangling, everyone, be it decent or cult, had already died.

On the top of the magic palace, the black wind engulfed the sky, the clouds covered the sky, and the whistling wind sounded like the whispering of wild beasts, which was ear-piercing.

In the faint mist, on the black jade platform with a radius of tens of feet, two men stood facing each other, one in blue clothes like the sea, with a clear smile, the other in red clothes with blood on his face like frost.

The moment he saw Hai Yingxing, Mu Xiangling felt a splitting headache, as if something was about to burst out of his memory, but it still couldn't emerge clearly.Seeing his painful face, Hai Yingxing gritted his teeth and shuddered, and smiled helplessly, "Sure enough, you still forgot about me, but it's okay, I'll let you remember."

That smile was full of tenderness, just like looking at that immature child back then, pampering and pampering.Unknowingly, he took a step towards Mu Xiangling and opened his arms.However, Mu Xiangling's expression turned serious, and he instinctively fought back as if facing a dangerous beast, and the Zhuxin Sword immediately struck.

The coquettish sword light flew out like a startled rainbow, and it was in front of Hai Yingxing in an instant.Hai Yingxing stretched out his long sword, and took the next blow, but he couldn't prevent the sword energy from the Punishing Sword gushing out like a storm, which made him retreat a few steps.

When he raised his eyes again, Mu Xiangling held the Xinzhu Sword in his hand, his body was surrounded by evil spirits, and his eyes were already dyed bright red.Hai Yingxing sighed regretfully, he realized that he couldn't awaken Mu Xiangling without exerting all his strength, so he jumped forward, and the sword pointed straight at the opponent's chest.

But when he heard the sound of "Qiang", Zhu Xinjian had set up the Shanghai Yingxing long sword, and both swords were trembling slightly.Mu Xiangling's eyes sank, and the Zhuxin Sword suddenly shook Hai Yingxing several feet away, and then, like a demon snake flying in the air, it rushed straight at the opponent with afterimages.

Hai Yingxing gritted his teeth, and with a twist of his wrist, sword flowers bloomed by his side, taking down those snake-like attacks one by one.The two powerful internal forces collided with each other as the blades intersected. For a moment, the dark clouds rolled up like sea waves, the cold wind blowing all around became more severe, and the sky was completely opaque, as if a storm was approaching, and a snowstorm was approaching.

In the chaos where the sky and the earth were also eclipsed, the confrontation between the two became more and more intense, and the clear sound of the exchange of weapons resounded through the clouds, like the sound of thunder.

Gradually, their movements were no longer as cautious as before, as if to vent all their emotions and release all their energy, they suddenly rushed towards their opponents.The two intertwined figures are like dragons intertwined, the red sword shadow collides with the silver sword light, and sparks burst out, like dazzling stars, which disappear in an instant.

Whether it is Hai Yingxing or Mu Xiangling, they don't know how long this battle lasted, but they just put their whole body and mind into it, as if the whole world has long since disappeared, and only the two of them are left.

Suddenly, a long sound of "Zheng" pierced the eardrums, and Hai Yingxing's long sword brushed the Zhuxin sword away, piercing Mu Xiangling's eyebrows.Zhu Xinjian also followed the trend and rushed towards Hai Yingxing's heart.The fierce sword energy brushed past like a gust of wind, making Mu Xiangling blindfolded unconsciously.

The next moment, a stream of blood splashed onto the ground, and the Xinzhu Sword had penetrated into Hai Yingxing's chest.However, the long sword in Hai Yingxing's hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and with his index finger bent, he only flicked Mu Xiangling's forehead lightly.

It was as if the two of them had returned to that early spring, standing under that piece of pure white crabapple flowers.

Even though the past years have been blurred into hazy shadows, that scene is still as clear as it happened yesterday, so clear to the bone.

Warm blood flowed down the Zhuxin Sword, staining Mu Xiangling's hands red.The blood in his eyes gradually receded, and his blurred vision gradually converged on Hai Yingxing's smiling face, becoming clearer and clearer.

That face was as gentle and sincere as ever, but there was a touch of vicissitudes between the brows and sadness in the eyes.

"...Yingxing?" Mu Xiangling finally uttered those two words from his trembling lips.

Hai Yingxing caressed Mu Xiangling's cheek with his hand, and the corner of his mouth was even more curved, "Xiaoling, do you remember?"

Blood flowed out of his mouth along with his words, and Mu Xiangling was startled, only to realize that his face was covered with tears.He supported Hai Yingxing's limp body, and Huo Di slumped on the ground, "Yingxing...how did this happen...what the hell did I do?"

Hai Yingxing shook his head with difficulty, "It's okay, Xiao Ling, it's not your fault... I did everything voluntarily... I don't regret it..."

"But, but what am I? What are we? From now on, are you going to leave me alone again!" Mu Xiangling held Hai Yingxing's hand, feeling the life gradually passing away from his body. It is the heart burning like fire, and the clothes are wet with tears.

Hai Yingxing caressed Mu Xiangling's hand and put it on his lips, blocking his words, "Xiaoling, from the very beginning, I was ashamed of you...you just did what you wanted to do That's all...don't blame yourself..."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted his last strength, "You are...not alone...your son...I have brought him up, and I call him Hai Jing...if If there is fate, we will definitely meet again..."

Mu Xiangling bit his lips tightly, shaking violently all over his body, "I don't want it, I don't want anything! I only want you, Yingxing!"

Hai Yingxing smiled, her voice was inaudible, "Idiot, don't say such things... as long as you are as usual, not afraid of anything, with a sunny smile every day... that's enough... "

When the last word fell, Hai Yingxing also closed his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep, with a slight smile still on the corner of his lips.The hand that fell on Mu Xiangling's lips also slowly fell, resting on the ground without moving.

"Yingxing! Yingxing!" Mu Xiangling gently shook his body, only to feel that his mind went blank, and the world collapsed in an instant.

He embraced the silent corpse in his arms, weeping hoarsely, but his shouts were swallowed by the wind.He originally planned to untie Hai Yingxing's shackles, but he didn't think that he would eventually become the shackles that bound him; he planned to pull Hai Yingxing closer to his side, but he didn't want what he did to push him further away from himself. more distant places.

Guilt and resentment, like two bloody hands, bound his heart, throwing those beautiful old dreams in the dimly lit place.

Since then, his road has been barren.

When the tears run dry, the voice is hoarse.Mu Xiangling stood up, held Hai Yingxing tightly in his arms, and went down the steps to the underground cave, where he preserved the corpse in a freezer.After that, he didn't leave this cave for a day, and he didn't smile again for a day.

Until Wu Sixuan brought the message that could revive the dead.

Memories flooded in like a tide, Hai Jing felt that his mind was in chaos, his limbs were no longer under his control, and he suddenly slumped on the ground.Among these chaotic memories, there are his own, Mu Xiangling's, and several leaders of the Devil's Cult mixed in, like a messy pile of goods, falling into his mind in an instant, blocking all thoughts.

And the surrounding air is also full of oppression due to the sword spirit of Zhuxin Sword and Hai Jing's internal force, as if the world is about to collapse, it is even more terrifying than Mu Xiangling, making Wu Sixuan and Feng Xiangyue unable to move inch step.

Wu Sixuan looked at Hai Jing's absent-minded and tangled appearance, and licked his lips playfully, "It is said that the devil's teaching method can restrain the power of the sword of killing the heart, or can aggravate the chaos caused by the sword of killing the heart, what will happen to Hai Jing?" Woolen cloth?"

Feng Xiangyue glared at him, gritted her teeth in the face of the overwhelming internal force like a wave, urged all the forces in her body to resist, and finally took a step forward.

Wu Sixuan was startled, when the Demon Sect's internal energy was fully released, he had never seen a single person able to move, and Feng Xiangyue's internal energy was not high-quality, he would not expect him to be able to move under such circumstances.

Surprised, Wu Sixuan blurted out unconsciously: "What do you want to do! If you approach him rashly, you will be killed by mistake!"

However, Feng Xiangyue didn't answer, but just stepped forward under the pressure brought by Hai Jing.He didn't stop at all until the monster-snake-like sword light of the Xinzhu Sword flew towards him.

Bits of blood dripped onto the ground, Feng Xiangyue clenched his teeth, and turned his head at the nick of time, dodging the blow.Zhu Xinjian brushed past his shoulder, leaving a long scar, but he walked forward steadily as if he didn't feel any pain, and stopped in front of Hai Jing.