Emperor Jiuyin

"Zhou Yuchen? Why is she here?" The red-haired girl showed a trace of surprise, "White-haired, go first, don't let Zhou Yuchen see you."

"I know." The white-haired girl flashed and quickly turned into the Tianxin state, blending into the world and disappearing.

Under the dim sunset, only the red-haired girl was left outside the small temple full of death.

Zhou Yuchen stepped out of the void, looking at the tall figure of the red-haired girl, she was indescribably happy in her heart, and she ran towards the red-haired girl with a smile on her face.

"Hanxue!"

Zhou Yuchen hugged the red-haired girl's waist from behind, and his head was tightly against the red-haired girl's back, carefully feeling the warmth that he had thought about day and night for so many years.

The red-haired girl slowly opened Zhou Yuchen's hands, turned around, and pushed Zhou Yuchen's body away.

The joy on Zhou Yuchen's face suddenly stagnated, "Hanxue, what's wrong with you? Are you not happy to see me?"

Red Hair said with a gloomy face: "Zhou Yuchen, why are you looking for me at this time? Didn't I tell you that I would go to Linghan Sect to find you in fifty years?"

Zhou Yuchen lowered his head and said: "I'm sorry, I really missed you so much, so I wanted to come to Mowu Sect to find you. I shouldn't have caused you any trouble."

Red Hair was silent.

"By the way, when I came just now, I felt a breath exactly like yours, so strange." Zhou Yuchen said.

"That's my clone." Red Hair said, "I sent it to carry out a mission."

"So that's it, I was wondering how there could be such a similar breath in the world." Zhou Yuchen trusted Red Hair too much. In fact, as long as she thought about it a little, she knew that there was a flaw in what Red Hair said.

Because the strength of that breath was not inferior to Red Hair at all. The original body can create a clone as powerful as himself, which requires special abilities or special laws of the heavenly realm, and Red Hair obviously does not have this ability.

But love always makes people blind, so Zhou Yuchen chose to give up thinking and make himself blind.

Zhou Yuchen threw himself into the arms of the red-haired man again, rubbed his head and said: "Hanxue, do you know? I have been thinking about you all these years. You said you would come to see me in fifty years, but I can't wait. You never reply to my letter. I sent people to the Mowu Gate to send dozens of letters, but they all fell into the sea. There was no news. That's why I wanted to go to the Mowu Gate to find you, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

The red-haired man frowned and pushed Zhou Yuchen away suddenly.

The force of this push was really strong. Zhou Yuchen took three steps back and fell directly on the weeds behind him.

The joy on her face instantly turned into confusion, surprise and a hint of fear.

"Hanxue, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry with me?" Zhou Yuchen looked very aggrieved, "Did I come to you and make you angry?"

The red-haired man said, "Zhou Yuchen, don't come to me again in the future, go back to your Linghan Sect, and don't pester me anymore."

Zhou Yuchen's expression became stiff, she stared at the red-haired man, her eyes were filled with bitterness, "Hanxue, what happened, did I do something wrong?"

The red-haired man said, "You didn't do anything wrong, our relationship is completely over."

After that, the red-haired man turned and left.

Zhou Yuchen hurriedly stood up and held the red-haired man's hand, "Don't leave! Tell me, why is this happening? Why do you suddenly treat me like this?"

"Zhou Yuchen, don't you understand? From the beginning, I never loved you. Being with you was just a momentary impulse." The red-haired man smiled, "Plus you are quite pretty, so I just played with you. Now that I have had enough fun, our relationship is naturally over."

"No!" Zhou Yuchen widened her eyes, and there was a hint of madness in her eyes that was about to collapse, "You told me that you would stay with me for life. Are these false?"

"Of course it's false." The red-haired man said, "Can you take the sweet words seriously? Those are all lies. You have lived for decades, but you are still so naive."

Zhou Yuchen held the red-haired man's hand, which became soft and no longer as strong as before. wavv

"Fake? Just playing." Zhou Yuchen recalled the warm scenes at the beginning, and an unspeakable anger surged in his heart.

"Yes, it's fake." Red Hair said, "There is only Xiaoya in my heart. When I was with you, I just felt a little empty and lonely, so I just stayed with you. You don't really think that I will be with you forever, right?"

Zhou Yuchen held Red Hair's hand and slowly let go. The anger in her heart was accumulating like a volcano.

The vows of love, the vows of eternal love, the sweet conversations, the collision of souls and love in the past seemed to have become a joke, mercilessly mocking Zhou Yuchen's innocence and infatuation.

"Li Hanxue, how can you do this to me!" Zhou Yuchen gritted his teeth.

Red Hair said: "Okay, I've said everything I should say. Don't come to Kongmo Mountain to find me again, and don't pester me. The person I love has never been you."

After that, Red Hair left the small temple without looking back.

The last ray of sunset sank into the sea level. The wind in the dilapidated temple became stronger, and the wooden door creaked non-stop. The old crows landed on the branches and kept making hoarse calls, as if they were also mocking Zhou Yuchen.

Zhou Yuchen clenched his fists, his fingertips had sunk into his flesh, and the dripping blood and unwilling tears fell on the withered yellow leaves.

"Why can't you forget her? For a dead man, you can treat me so cruelly. Li Hanxue, I hate you, I will hate you all my life!"

Zhou Yuchen stood under the dusk. After an unknown amount of time, she finally turned around and left in despair.

But the dilapidated little temple still maintains its original appearance.

…

At the same time, the underworld connected to the Nebula Continent, the center of the Yunhe underworld.

Two men were sitting in a black river, holding hands with each other, as if they were practicing some kind of powerful technique.

The dense black mist kept emanating from the heads of the two people, gradually forming two patterns around them.

On the top of the young man's head is a majestic and fierce statue. This statue has four faces, either happy or sad, benevolent or evil. His upper body is mainly golden and black, while the lower body is almost made of black mist. shrouded.

Powerful spiritual fluctuations emanated from the statue, causing the entire River Styx to twist.

This kind of distortion is not a distortion in reality, but a distortion in the spiritual world. As long as they are practicing meditation, they will never dare to come near this place now.