[Gu Jian II] [Xie Le] Sincere love

When Le Wuyi finally saw Xie Yi again, he was separated by an invisible barrier as smooth as a mirror.Master stood under the dome of the temple, quietly watching the light and shadow not far away.This light and shadow is not an illusion...it is a memory that actually happened deep in Le Wuyi's mind.This is the final outcome of the battle in Liuyue City. It is the conversation between the four of them and the high priest Shen Ye in the gradually collapsing Liuyue City.

At this moment, in front of the master, the him in his memory was telling Shen Ye in his memory that after this battle, he could somewhat understand his difficulties.The two of them had the only peaceful conversation as if they were friends rather than enemies. He told Shen Ye that if it was true as he said, one day he could become a great Yanshi who can reach the heavens and the earth. A little thing goes a long way step by step, and the time saved is used for singing and dancing, watching fireflies by the river.How good was that era.

And Shen Ye said, you really look like him, and then asked him to take away all the maps that Master left in the city.

The situation at that time was just like what Yi Ze said, if Shen Ye didn't die, the sects would not be able to tolerate the people in Liuyue City, and would only cause more sacrifices. If he went to Liuyue with the sect of comprehension, but conspired with the high priest to kill the heart demon, then Shen Ye...doesn't have to be wiped out with Liuyue.

In memory, Shen Ye said, Le Wuyi, you must pass on his Yanshu.And my own answer back then was, yes.

Le Wuyi stood behind Xie Yi, leaning on the wall.The bright moon in his heart sighed softly towards the direction of the phantom, and then saluted.

My master - he was an extraordinary man.Just like this lone moon in the high sky...unreachable, like ice and frost, but it shines through the long cold night alone... Le Wuyi silently recalled the night of Jingshui Lake that day, and recalled the expression of Master at that time.He thought sadly: Master, you finally saw it.

Master... You asked me to look for Zhaoming, and I found it... It seems that your people are finally safe.But Shen Ye... Gao Tian Guyue in your heart, the person you protected with all your heart, died for this city.I don't kill Boren, Boren died more or less because of me—Master.master.master.

He clutched his wound, leaned against the wall, and sat down slowly, his consciousness began to blur.

Xie Yi finished watching the illusion, but he didn't understand what mechanism was there. He stood quietly under the dome of the temple, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.He felt that Le Wuyi was looking for him.His little apprentice kept calling him, but he didn't know where he was.

When he finally looked back to the corridor, Le Wuyi closed his eyes.

Someone caressed his cheek, and Le was waking up.Xie Yi stood in front of him.Le Wuyi murmured, "Master."

"My master, is he dead?" Xie Yi asked softly.

Le Wuyi nodded with difficulty. He tried to open his eyes, trying to look at Master again, but his eyes flickered.Can't see clearly.The cold long sword pointed at Le Wuyi's neck, causing a slight sting.Joy is tantamount to submissive closing of the eyes.

master.Enmity is like clouds... You are the bright moon in my heart... Kill me, and then forgive me for failing to fulfill your wish... You said that you will stay with me to the end and never lose, do you remember?Master, I will always believe in You.It's like waiting for you... Hold a lamp for me.

"Stop. You should kill me." A cold female voice said slowly.Holding a scabbard in her hand, she suddenly rushed towards Le Wuyi under the astonished eyes of 'Xie Yi'.She exhausted all her strength and activated the recovery barrier of the temple. A brilliant golden barrier flowed with ancient runes and suddenly opened.The illusion was disintegrated and turbulent, Le Wuyi subconsciously grasped the thing stuffed in his hand, and then was pushed out violently.The two sections of light and shadow suddenly overlapped, and the city lord shouted at a high speed in his ears: "Go! Find your master! Say your prayers!"

Le Wuyi opened his eyes in astonishment, he was still in the corridor of the temple.But there was nothing in front of him, Xie Yi was approached step by step by a boy who looked exactly like him under the dome not far away.It held the same wound as itself and drew its sword, but it forced Xie Yi, who was unwilling to fight back, into a desperate situation.

"No difference..." Master's voice was sad and gentle.

Le Wuyi's mind was instantly enlightened, and he finally understood this terrible illusion killing situation. Step by step, it led him and his master to mistake each other again and again, and then made them no longer resist, and easily walked towards the established dead end.He clutched his wound, panting desperately, then stood up while supporting the wall, and rushed towards the dome.Under Le Wuyi's surprised eyes, he pushed down Xie Yi who was also astonished.He brought the other end of the scabbard close to him, and shouted an ancient Xingluo language taught by the city lord.

This sentence is written all over the walls of the temple. It is a blessing bestowed by God Shennong. It has been recorded and circulated in countless languages, and it protects all the tribes who believe in ancient gods... If it is translated into the Chinese language, it roughly means——Ankang.

The biological father and the biological mother once prayed for him and the brother of the wolf king, wishing them auspicious health and prosperity.Maybe many years ago, every parent prayed to God Shennong to protect the health of their children during the drug donation many years ago. This is the blessing of the gods and the most precious wish.

The twisted ghost screamed sharply, and the terrifying voice of resentful ghosts stretched endlessly, and the entire illusion suddenly collapsed.

Le Wuyi opened his eyes wide and tried his best to look at Master.His lips moved, probably about to say something, but only a trace of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.His hand holding the wound gradually loosened, and bright red blood kept oozing out.Xie Yi kept calling his name, and at the moment when the Illusory Temple collapsed, he let out a sad cry of pain, hugged Le Wuyi tightly, and locked him in his arms.They fell with the fragments of the illusion, into the boundless darkness.Master's embrace was as warm as ever, and Le Wuyi closed his eyes.

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