Kryptonians come to the second dimension

"You don't have to do anything. Even if you do, you can't save me." The voice of the Moonlight Immortal sounded, but it was a little weak.

Seeing that the Fallen Immortal did not make a move, the Jade Sword Immortal also stopped, looking at the hall where the voice came from, gritting his teeth.

"The Moonlight Immortal, why are you doing this? Qingyi did nothing wrong, he just wanted to save you!"

It seemed that he had not made a move on the Fallen Immortal just now, but now he was speaking for the Fallen Immortal.

The Moonlight Immortal continued to speak, with regret in his voice.

"In the past, with the fall of the ancient times, it is time to end."

"We must leave a chance for the younger generation. The avenue can only shine more in their hands. We have been corrupted, and the Dark Emperor is far away from countless stars and is ready to move."

"In fact, our nature has been tainted with the power of darkness, otherwise why would there be such a product as the Demon Cultivator?"

The Moonlight's clear and peaceful voice, like spring water, echoed between heaven and earth.

"Immortal Jade Sword, and you, Junior Brother... Junior Brother Qingyi."

"Don't you understand my good intentions?"

The word 'Qingyi' sounded, and the face of the Fallen Immortal turned pale and bitter.

He couldn't see the Immortal Bright Moon, but he looked in the direction of the voice and seemed to find the existence of the Immortal Bright Moon, the ethereal white-robed fairy above the nine heavens.

The white robe was like a butterfly, dancing with the wind, and the sacred and pure white moonlight seemed to be singing and dancing with her.

At this moment, the scene seemed to be right in front of him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The fairy seemed to smile at him and ask him.

Can't understand her good intentions? M.

Countless years have passed, and the fairy's every frown and movement, the beauty of the snow lotus, seemed to have become dim with the passing of time.

She, who was clearly clear in my memory, became hazy.

"Junior Brother Qingyi..."

The powerful Fallen Immortal looked helpless like a child at this moment, his eyes full of confusion and bitterness.

He could no longer hold back his emotions, his eyes turned red, and a string of cold tears flowed down his cheeks. His throat rolled, and he choked and said, "I just want to see my senior sister again, so that I can have no regrets in this life."

The complex voice of Jiaoyue sounded again.

"Don't forget your original intention, don't forget the mission of our human race."

"I will fall, and I am ready, Qingyi, senior sister actually..."

"Forget it, let the past go with the wind..."

Speaking of this, Jiaoyue was silent.

The moon in the sky also dimmed, and the soft moonlight, accompanied by her silence, also dissipated between heaven and earth.

It was not the clouds that covered the moon, causing the disappearance of the moonlight, but the moonlight of the moon was dim.

The inheritance is over!

"No!!"

The Fallen Immortal chased the moon frantically, wanting to keep the moonlight, but he couldn't catch it no matter how hard he tried.

After struggling for a while, he trembled and stopped, looking at the dim moon and stars in a daze. His heart was as lonely as death, and the tears could not be stopped, like spring water, falling continuously.

The clouds were normal, but now they were dark and drizzling.

Time makes people old. After the ancient war, he just wanted to see the fairy again, the beauty who once made him dream, but was it so difficult?

He betrayed the human race and fell from a righteous god to a fallen immortal, bearing thousands of insults, just to complete his plan.

But... he could not see her again!

Even in his memory, he tried his best to find the appearance of the bright moon, but he seemed to find it.

Time erased everything, including his impression.

The fallen immortal was ashen.

He looked at the moon, and a very bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Jiaoyue, even though we can't meet again, I still want to tell you what I have been preparing to say..."

The expression gradually became extremely serious and affectionate.

"I... love you..."