Sword cuts mountains and rivers

"I never asked him to do that."

Ye Wanqing never asked Xiao Junlan to plead guilty for him, and did some unnecessary things to move herself?

"You seem to speak for him. You didn't say you were friends with me the day before, so why did you help him all the time?"

Ye Wanqing was expressionless, rubbing the edge of the teacup with his fingertips, obviously not very happy.

"Who said I'm not for you... You are my heart, I just tell you that, seeing you being so cruel to him, I feel a little sorry for him."

Ye Wanqing didn't want to talk to Xiao Buyi, what he said was contradictory, he pushed the teacup back, and said calmly, "You asked me to come to tell me these things?"

"Of course not. I'm here to say goodbye to you. I'm leaving. There's no need to stay here."

"Junior brother, take care here, we will see you again soon."

Ye Wanqing paused, "When are you leaving, tomorrow?"

"Let's go tonight. Junior brother doesn't need to see me off. If you are free, you might as well go to the water dungeon to meet Xiao Junlan for the last time."

Ye Wanqing didn't mention the matter of going to see Xiao Junlan, he said in a low voice, "You really don't want me to see you?"

"No, we'll see you soon."

Normally he would go first, but today Xiao Buyi was one step ahead of him.Xiao Buyi wore a long robe with a hood today, and he put on a hat to cover half of his face, with a shadow on his brows and eyes, and a slight smile.

"Junior brother, if you really don't like him..."

Xiao Buyi didn't say the rest, but just sighed, "If we had known each other earlier, maybe it would have been another ending."

Neuropathy.

Ye Wanqing reckoned that Xiao Buyi would never tell him anything, she played Tai Chi with him every day, knew everything, but never finished it with him.

"I don't want it anymore, it's fine now."

Ye Wanqing said: "I wish you a smooth journey."

Xiao Buyi has been keeping secrets with him, sooner or later there will be a day when he catches his tail, he is looking forward to that day.

The wind outside the window blew in, leaving only Ye Wanqing by the window.

The leaves of the sycamore tree fell one after another, and Xiao Buyi's figure appeared at the corner of the street in the distance. He was wearing a black hooded robe. From his angle, he could see the boy sitting by the window.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes were dark and thick, Xiao Buyi looked at the figure by the window, and his gaze stayed there for a while.

Until a few streaks of black mist appeared in midair behind him, and the black mist was looming, uttering words in midair.

"Master, we should go."

Xiao Buyi slowly put down his cap and gown, and his figure disappeared on the spot, dissipating together with the black mist.

……

Three days later, the Council of Elders made a decision. On the second night, people from the Council of Elders came to find Ye Wanqing and asked him to go to the dungeon.

"Xiao Junlan is unconscious now, and kept calling the son's name when he was in a coma. If he died, the decision might be difficult to carry out. Please ask the son to go with us... This is the meaning of Elder Situ."

Elder Situ was Xiaojunlan's mentor and their elder when they were in Jiannan Villa.

Ye Wanqing hadn't been to Jiannan Villa for a long time, and Elder Situ was kind to him. Even if he didn't care about the face of the Presbyterian Church, he still wanted the face of Elder Situ.

He went to the water prison where Xiao Junlan was held, where there were many guards from the Presbyterian Church, and he saw Elder Situ.

Elder Situ was obviously taken aback when he saw him. The old man's hair turned white and he didn't make a sound for a while, his eyes were a little red.

"It's really a crime...Xiao Wan...Xiao Wan...you are still alive."

Ye Wanqing's hanging fingertips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound. Naturally, he couldn't admit it at this time. If he did, the old man would blame himself. It was the old man's arrangement that he and Xiao Junlan got to know each other.

"I heard that Elder Situ asked me to come over, so I will come to see him today... It's just that you may have misidentified the person. The person Xiao Junlan is looking for is dead, and I just resemble him."

"I'm coming, it may be useless."

After Ye Wanqing finished speaking, Elder Situ's eyes became even redder, and he said to him, "Even if you want to see him... that's fine."

He didn't say anything else, and followed the guards to the water dungeon.The water prison was built deep underground, and the corridors on both sides were dark and damp. There was no light here, and the light was dim. The water surface was separated by a barrier.

The black iron gate is connected to the solid Que Xianshi, and the shackles make a dull sound in it, and the air here is so oppressive that people seem to be unable to breathe.

Ye Wanqing followed the guards to the end of the corridor, which was a separate cell, and he saw an unrecognizable figure in the water cell.

There was an old decayed atmosphere in the water dungeon, the water inside was turbid and faintly blood-colored, the figure was as thin as a dry bone, his black hair turned silvery white and scattered around the pool, there were deep blood-colored marks on his wrists, and the bones could be seen deep.

Xiao Junlan's robe was stained with blood, he was locked here after he came out of the underground palace, his legs seemed to be useless.In the cold winter, Xiaojunlan's fingers developed chilblains, his whole body was thin and out of shape, and his eyes were dry and dull, as if they merged with the rotten darkness.

The Xiaojunlan at this time was in extreme contrast to the glorious him a few months ago.

If you don't know, you will think that the person locked here is a terminally ill consumptive ghost. The consumptive ghost is dirty and miserable, even worse than a beggar on the side of the road.

"I came to see him, and I have completed the task of the elders."

Ye Wanqing only glanced at the person in the corner before looking away.

Xiao Junlan in the corner heard the movement, and slowly raised her head, her eyes covered by her long hair slowly focused, and the shackles collided with each other making a dull sound.

With a "bang", the shackles collided, and splashes rose from the water surface. Xiao Junlan saw the figure through the cage, and he struggled down instantly, his wrists bound by the chains moved forward, trying to touch the figure.

Xiao Junlan tried to call the man's name, but no sound could come out of his throat. His vocal cords were broken, and he made a hoarse sound from his throat. The shackles on his wrists were tightened even more, and the shackles were already stained with blood.

Pale fingertips straightened in mid-air, Xiao Junlan's eyes were stubborn, and his eyes were blurred, leaving only the figure in front of him.

Xiaowan, that's his Xiaowan.

"Little... small... Xiao Wan."

Xiao Junlan struggled to make a sound, his voice seemed to be blocked, and when the young man turned around, his heart was overwhelmed with joy, he couldn't speak, just calling out the other party's name had already consumed all his energy strength.

All he could see was the pitch-dark dungeon, and the young man turned around when he heard it, and only glanced at him, and never looked back.

Xiao Junlan's hand hangs in the air, and slowly falls again.

There was the sound of splashing water coming from behind, as well as the exclamation of the guards, and some guards couldn't bear it and opened their mouths.

"Xiao Jianshen, don't struggle anymore... If this continues, your hand will be broken."

The shadow that fell in the water prison separated the two of them. The two of them died in the water prison not long ago, and they became villains that everyone detested overnight.

The other is a new talent, just 19 years old this year, and has a bright future ahead of him.

It seems that they only took one step, but led them to a completely different path.The two of them once fell in love with each other for a short time, but now they are scattered, and soon they will be separated from each other.

Ye Wanqing heard the sound of swaying water and the sound of chains colliding. When he stepped out of the water prison, those sounds disappeared.

The surroundings quieted down, the suffocation in the water prison faded, and his heart fell into an inexplicable calm.

Not far away are the guards in the Presbyterian Church, and some disciples of the Immortal Sect. They have energetic smiles on their faces and hold swords freely and calmly.

Ye Wanqing was out of his mind for a while, and he heard on the way that Fengshenjiu was closed next door, and he was not interested in seeing Fengshenjiu; coming here was considered a mission completed, and he got on the carriage for the return journey.

Snow fell in Jingzhou on the third day, and the resolution of the elders' meeting was held in Jingzhou. It was heard that ice had formed in the water prison, and many prisoners froze to death inside.

Ye Wanqing received the news from Xiao Buyi, Xiao Buyi did not return to Fenglai, but planned to go to the ghost world.

The ghost world has not been peaceful recently, and the elders have sent people over many times to keep an eye on the ghost world, especially the endless purgatory.Once the endless purgatory is opened, they will send people there immediately.

Jiang Xun handed over the decision-making power to him. The day he went out was extremely cold, and he took Qi Jin there. Jiang Yueji was worried, and repeatedly told him to wrap him in fox fur when he went out.

"You used to be most afraid of the cold. I heard from Qi Jin that you were not even warm under the quilt in Fenglai at first... Come back early after going, and mother will cook soup for you when you come back."

"Caiwei just went to pick the bushes a few days ago. That object is the best against the cold. After drinking it, I feel warm all over my body."

Ye Wanqing's fox fur today was found by Jiang Yueji for him. The fox fur is bright red, with white fluff inlaid on the edge. The fluff is warm and looks soft. It is more eye-catching against Ye Wanqing's appearance, and the edges and corners seem to be smoothed a bit. .

"I know, I will be back soon."

Ye Wanqing touched Jiang Yueji's hand, Jiang Yueji had the physique of a small stove, she wore little clothes but was not cold at all, on such a cold day, Jiang Yueji was still wearing a skirt, except for a fox fur.

"Mother, don't be greedy, you just wait in the palace."

He walked away and waved to Jiang Yueji, with a faint smile on his lips, and went to the elders' meeting with Qi Jin.

The Presbyterian Council decided to stay in the Qinze Hall, where the apocalypse is inherited from the top, and the earth is reflected from the bottom. It is shrouded in white mist all the year round, like a natural fairy palace.

Ye Wanqing met several elders of the Presbyterian Church here.

The decision was very simple, but it was Ding Xiaojunlan's life and death.Voting is public, and Ye Wanqing feels that he has only one vote in this matter, but it has nothing to do with him.

More than half of the elders of the Presbyterian Church voted dead, and Ye Wanqing originally planned to vote with the majority.

"Ji Shizi... Are you distracted? You are the only one left."

In Ye Wanqing's hands were two identical wooden tokens with different characters on them. He only realized it when he heard the sound, and looked at the token in his hand with lowered eyelashes.

One of them was released, and the word "death" was written coldly in old black ink.

Xiao Junlan's death was doomed, before the Council of Elders made a complete decision, Endless Purgatory opened first.

The endless purgatory opened, all ghosts gathered, and the red lotus withered bones wailed.

Xiao Junlan was ordered to go to the Endless Purgatory to offset her meritorious deeds, as a bait for the world of cultivating immortals.

A few years ago, Xiao Junlan was the head of the Presbyterian Church. At that time, he was still the sword god of Kyushu, and he was regarded as a legend in the world of cultivating immortals.

Now that he has become an outcast of the Presbyterian Church, it is heard that he has lost his legs and lost half of his life on the road, leaving only a crippled body when he reaches the endless purgatory.

No one in the ghost world does not know Jun Lan, and he is able to avenge his vengeance.Xiao Junlan was dismembered in the endless purgatory, and after death, his head was hung on the Red Lotus Hall in the ghost world for humiliation, and his remnant body was eaten by thousands of ghosts.

The blood of endless purgatory corpses was brewing, and someone saw Xiao Junlan's head in the Red Lotus Hall with his own eyes, and the news spread throughout Kyushu.

It was just chatting after dinner, and a generation of sword gods fell sadly.

——From then on, there will be no more Xiaojunlan in the world.

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