The Sword Immortal was My Ex-Boyfriend

And, a sword pierced three inches under the armpit, Su Qinglian screamed, and finally shouted angrily: "Mo Yun!"

It was at that moment that Xie Hantan reacted suddenly and said loudly, "Get out of the way!"

The black air suddenly exploded towards the surroundings, Qin Zichen and Su Qingyi immediately opened the barrier, and Mo Yun rushed over without hesitation!

With his mortal body, the moment he touched the black qi, the flesh and blood on his body burned. Su Qinglian's pupils shrank, not knowing what he was thinking, the black qi instantly moved towards Su Qinglian's body, as if being sucked in generally.

Mo Yun hugged her tightly, and Su Qinglian's expression kept changing.

"Let go of me!!" She struggled desperately.

"Don't let..." She gritted her teeth.

"You bitch! Let go of this seat, this seat will die with them!"

"It's enough for me to go!" she roared, "I'll accompany you to hell!"

Black Qi kept pouring into her body, Su Qinglian was trembling all over, she raised her head with difficulty to meet Mo Yun's indifferent gaze.

He seemed to have already prepared for this day, and he was not shocked at all. He hugged her and watched the black energy keep entering her body, his voice was indifferent: "Qinglian, I will help you to atone for your sins."

Su Qinglian didn't speak, she gritted her teeth.

Her body began to split inch by inch, tremblingly grabbed his hand, raised her head with difficulty, and stared at him, as if she wanted to take his appearance deeply into her eyes.

"My whole life..." Her teeth were chattering, and she said slowly: "I'm... trying... to make you like me more... a little..."

As she said that, she raised her blood-stained hand and stroked Mo Yun's cheek, her eyes full of hope.

"So...you...do you...like me...a little?"

Mo Yun looked at her quietly, and after a long time, slowly said, "I'm sorry."

"I think," he said in a hoarse voice, "I like it, not you."

I like the clean you, but you have never been clean in your life.

Su Qinglian looked at him and smiled slowly, and the smile was all clear.

"I know," she said hoarsely, "I know..."

As she said that, she closed her eyes and said with difficulty, "Mo Yun, hurry up..."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Hantan rushed up, pushed Mo Yun away, stuck Su Qinglian's neck, and pressed her to the ground.

Her body began to crack, gradually transforming into a beast-like body.

It was the original body of the Demon God. Because the soul was too powerful, it had already formed an entity and was dormant in Su Qinglian's body. It was obviously seriously injured, but it was still struggling frantically. Xie Hantan held him tightly, his eyes were blood red, the spirit struggled desperately, as if it was summoning something, and more and more monsters came over and hit Qin Zichen. Cloth the enchantment.

Xie Hantan raised his blood-red eyes, glanced around, and suddenly said, "Master, close your eyes."

Before Su Qingyi could react, Qin Zichen blindfolded her. After confirming that Su Qingyi was blindfolded, Xie Hantan lowered his head abruptly, biting the body of the devil like a beast, that is, Su Qinglian's body after the mutation.

Xie Hantan tore off her flesh and blood piece by piece, and swallowed the flesh and blood into her belly in the shrill cry of the other party.

The opponent's cultivation followed the flesh and blood to him, and he was full of blood, chewing the flesh and blood mechanically.

And Mo Yun stood aside, watching quietly, his expression neither sad nor happy.

The girl couldn't see her original appearance at all, but he didn't know why, but he vaguely remembered the other person's eyes like spring water.

He tried to fall in love with her, and even for many moments, he thought that he seemed to really fall in love with her.

He couldn't face her deep affection, such fiery, frenetic, desperate, and like a moth to a flame. Knowing that you don't love, you have to turn your back; knowing that it is a dead end, you have to move forward.

She is the one who loses the world, but she never loses him.

She kills the world, but she would rather be than hurt him in the slightest.

Her life is really like what she said, no matter what he does, she will forgive him unconditionally.

This feeling made him cry bitterly and made him feel guilty.

He tried to repay, but found that he couldn't fall in love with her after all.

When she was clean, when she bowed her head and smiled, he was really tempted. But that's the beautiful side of her who eliminated all evil. And the real Su Qinglian was the woman he couldn't love all his life.

No matter how nice she was to him, he couldn't like it.

I love your eyes as clear as spring water, but how can I love you if these eyes are fake?

For her, even in the end, he was nothing but guilt.

He felt guilty and blamed her on her, so he was willing to treat her well when she was alive, and miss her well after she died.

Only after she died, in his memory, maybe he would love her so much.

She was dead, and he could finally stop seeing her hands full of blood. She will always be what he remembered, clean, beautiful, gentle, and no one will destroy or obliterate her.

After watching Xie Hantan eat her down to only her skeleton, she raised her hand and her skeleton turned into ashes and scattered in the air.

Xie Hantan took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth before he finally said, "Master."

When he spoke, there was a faint light on his body, Qin Zichen let go of his hand, and the two of them saw that Xie Hantan's whole person seemed to be feathering.

"Master," he smiled softly, "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?" Su Qingyi was a little dazed, Xie Hantan looked at the unlocked seal, and with a dagger, the monster that kept pouring out came to a halt and slowly stepped back.

"I'm going to take them back to where they're supposed to go."

As Xie Hantan said, everyone saw the demon beasts that had poured out from a distance running back. They knelt in front of Xie Hantan, whimpering, their faces full of unwillingness. However, the blood of the Demon God suppressed them, so they had to obey, trembling.

Then, those monsters stepped back step by step and jumped back into the sealed barrier.

Su and Qin immediately reacted, what Xie Hantan was going to do, what they wanted to say, but when they opened their mouths, they couldn't say anything.

In a day, it seems that they have all gathered together.

It seems that it is enough to be able to survive. He took the demons back to the demon world and never saw each other again. It seems to be a good place to belong.

However, this attribution exceeded everyone's expectations, so it became so cruel.

They originally thought that after working so hard, Xie Hantan, who was reincarnated in the seventeenth world, should have a happy ending, instead of going to such a place where they don't know the future and the future alone.

It seems that he clearly understood the thoughts of Su and Qin. Xie Hantan smiled, his smile was gentle, and there was no sadness in his expression.

"Where do you think it is so painful?" Xie Hantan turned his head and looked into the distance. The demons were reluctant to return to the seal. Xie Hantan's face was indifferent: "I can't do anything about it, I just went where I should go."

"I met you for the first time," Xie Hantan retracted his gaze, looked at the two in front of him with a smile, holding a small fan in his hand, showing nostalgia: "Aqi thought in his heart that if he could become two such characters, it would be worthwhile. this life."

"Later, after going through reincarnation, after seventeen lives, Hantan already had my way in his heart, and he was much tougher than the two of you knew."

"I made a contract with the resentful dragon, that is, I will avenge it, and after he reincarnates, I will be able to soar into a god. So far, whether it is to ascend to the upper realm to become a god, or to the devil realm to become a devil, this is very important to me. It doesn't seem to matter anymore."

"The important thing is," Xie Hantan said with relief: "My life is finally in my own hands."

Becoming a demon god, he finally escaped from the Tao of Heaven, and finally became stronger than anyone else. Finally, he would no longer be forced into a desperate situation and unable to do anything, and finally he did not have to be forced to set up false feelings again and again to break free.

Xie Hantan looked at the two people who were silent in front of him, and remembered these thousands of years.

Years have passed without a trace, he has gradually come from a boy to today, full of desolation and vicissitudes.

His life was full of despair and blood, and the only girl named Su Qingyi had ever shown bright colors in his life.

It's not that he hasn't loved other people, but all the people he has loved have never loved him. Since the seventeenth life, he has always been a sacrifice in the eyes of others. Everyone pretends to be his relatives and friends. There are also women who make his mind shake, and there are women who make him fall in love and hate, but in the end, they send him personally. dead end.

His love for Su Qingyi was not so much love, but Moruo said that it was the only straw that a drowning person could grasp.

Because in this world, there was no one who loved him, no one who betrayed him, and Su Qingyi was the only one ever.

Maybe I can add another Ran Shu, but Ran Shu doesn't have a clean heart like her.

He is already a wicked person with dirty hands, and she is what he looks up to.

Many years ago, he had cut off this relationship. When he watched her being brought to the altar, at that moment, he knew that his love for her should never be responded to again.

Because he's going to a place he doesn't want to take her to, he's going to open up a whole new world. He wants to destroy the world and give her peace for the rest of her life.

This road is too difficult, he dare not take her away.

Perhaps it was because he had thought about it for too long and had been preparing for too long. Now that it was time to part, he looked at the woman in front of him, and his heart was at peace.

"Master..." He said hoarsely, as if he was an ordinary disciple. He lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt on the ground respectfully.

Then, he slowly kowtowed.

Thank you for saving her life back then.

Two thanks, thank her for her love and love back then.

Three thanks, thank her for giving him, many years of love.

"Disciple today," he said with difficulty, word by word, slowly: "I bid farewell now. May Master be free from worries and be happy and healthy in this life."

After speaking, he slowly raised his head.

His eyes were as clear as water, just like when he first saw him. It's just that the cowardly young man back then has become the **** of the demon world who has no fear of the world today.

Su Qingyi didn't speak, she looked at him quietly, pursed her lips, trembling slightly.

Tears filled her eyes, and the past appeared in front of her eyes one by one. Qin Zichen supported her and, together with her, watched Xie Hantan stand up calmly and slowly walked towards the seal. As he walked, the white dragons behind him turned into **** of light and flew to the surroundings. As if walking in a firefly, the beauty is breathtaking.

When his figure was engulfed by Huaguang, Su Qingyi finally collapsed and rushed towards the light, crying out, "Hantan! Hantan!"

That's her past.

That was her past.

What Xie Hantan carried was her so many years. Now that all the teachers and friends are gone, except for Xie Hantan, no one in her past has been left behind.

She wants to keep him, she wants to hold him. As a master, for hundreds of years, she has never given him a sense of security.

Hundreds of years ago, she let him sink deep on the altar of Nebula Gate and be bled for sacrifice.

Hundreds of years later, she let him go alone, bear such a huge secret, and compete with the entire cultivation world with one person's strength.

As Qi, he died for her, and as Xie Hantan, he also protected her for life.

"Hantan..." Her hand stretched into the light, and he slowly turned around in the light.

That smile seems to be full of flowers, peach blossoms, and spring is full of mountains.

He didn't say a word, but he seemed to be running out of time. Her hand passed through his body, and Huaguang shattered like glass, scattering in the wind in the sky and the earth.

Su Qingyi's hand was empty. She stared blankly at the disappearing land. For a long time, she finally murmured, "Hantan..."

She didn't know what to say, and she didn't know what she wanted to do to keep him.

She only knew that after this, this young man like peach blossoms will never meet again in this life, life and death will never be seen again.

She knelt down on the ground suddenly, held up the loess on the ground tremblingly, and cried out, "Xie Hantan!!"

Qin Zichen watched from a distance, but did not come forward.

This is the moment when he shouldn't step in, he is waiting for her goodbye. The sunset slowly fell, and the Star River Map was taken away from the sky and fell into his hands. He quietly waited for her, as always, until her voice slowly fell, and he finally walked over and helped her up.

"Go and see."

Qin Zichen said hoarsely, "There are still many people waiting for us to say goodbye."

Su Qingyi didn't speak, she was supported by Qin Zichen and walked down the mountain, and disciples from the Tianjian Sect came out one after another. When those disciples saw Qin Zichen, they seemed to see the backbone, and knelt down in front of Qin Zichen with red eyes, and said hoarsely, "Sect Master. !"

"Master!"

"Master!"

More and more disciples gathered around. There were 70,000 people before the war, but at this moment, only 1,000 people survived.

They looked at Qin Zichen with burning eyes, tears in their eyes, and blood all over their bodies. Qin Zichen pulled Su Qingyi and said hoarsely, "Go and bring your brothers and sisters home..."

As he said that, he raised his sleeves, and the great formation of protecting the mountain opened with a loud bang. The disciples went out, cautious at first, then walked faster and faster, and finally sprinted, began to call the names of familiar people among the corpses, and then turned over the corpses. .

The seventh peak, which is the logistics, is the best preserved one. They shuttled through the crowd with their medicine boxes and listened to the cries one after another. Qin Zichen stood blankly in front of the Tianjian Sect, watching the disciples carry back the corpses one by one according to the roster.

Starting from the elders, to the peak masters of each peak, they are placed one by one.

Qin Zichen held the roster and pointed their names hoarsely.

"Elder of the Transcending Tribulation Period, Ancestor Xuanhua."

"The elder of the fusion period, Yun Xuzi."

"Second Peak Peak Master, Xue Ziyu."

"The third peak peak master, Lei Xuzi."

"The fourth peak, Lu Qingyi."

"The fifth peak, Feng Ning."

"The Sixth Peak Peak Master, Nebula."

"Ask the disciples of Jianfeng..."

Qin Zichen snorted, hoarse, he was supposed to be a soaring body now, but stubbornly stayed here, like a mortal, reading the names of his disciples.

Dan Hui was beside him, and Dan Hui and Dan Ran were both kneeling on the ground, already crying uncontrollably. Su Qingyi had cried earlier, but now looking at the corpses of these disciples, she became extraordinarily calm.

Until midnight, the bodies of the disciples were finally neatly laid out on the ground. Qin Zichen wrote the name of the last person behind the roster and slowly raised his head.

It was supposed to be a dark night, but the souls of these people floated in the air, turning into small groups of light, stubbornly refusing to leave, illuminating the dark night.

Qin Zichen stared blankly at these light groups, as if to recognize who they were.

He walked towards the ball of light, stretched out his hand, and the ball of light rubbed against his palm.

Qin Zichen lowered his head and found that it was Feng Ning's soul.

Although he is older, he has always been the closest to him. The first big brother of the entire Tianjian Sect to call Qin Zichen is Feng Ning. When he was alive, he always stood by Qin Zichen without hesitation. When he died, he also wanted to stay in the Heavenly Sword Sect, beside his most admired senior brother.

This gentle rubbing seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Standing among the dead bodies on the floor, Qin Zichen finally couldn't bear it any longer. He squatted down slowly and cried bitterly.

He held his sword and pressed it firmly against his heart, sobbing and crying loudly.

His hand grabbed his blue robe and pulled out the folds of the clothes. The whole wilderness was full of his crying, as if it was the greatest despair in life.

Su Qingyi walked up to him and took him in her arms, Qin Zichen leaned against her chest, crying like a child, completely unpredictable.

Su Qingyi supported him, looked up at the sky full of light, and asked the system hoarsely, "Is everything over?"

"Ok."

The system's voice was faint, Su Qingyi smiled and closed her eyes: "That's good."

"But there is one more thing."

The system said again: "The way of heaven is about justice, there is punishment for doing evil, and rewards for doing good. This time you sacrificed your life to the way of heaven. Your points have reached the full level, so I gave you a special reward."

"What?!" Su Qingyi exclaimed excitedly, and the system continued: "You have two choices, either you and Qin Zichen rise to gods together, or Qin Zichen suffers from the fire and burns bones and resurrects everyone. Then, according to their own merits and demerits, decide their fate."

"What is the standard for calculating merit and demerit?" Su Qingyi quickly grasped the key words: "For example, Feng Ning, what is his destiny?"

"With the cultivation of human connections to reach the stage of exiting one's body, one should dissipate the cultivation base and become a mortal person. However, the nature of the heart is pure and pure, and there are countless good deeds in one's life. Even if one does not practice with the spiritual veins, one will cultivate the Dao, and eventually die for the sake of protecting the right path. The soul does not enter the cycle of reincarnation, this is a great merit, after rebirth, it will return to the out-of-body stage, and there will be one less thunder calamity."

Hearing the system's words, Su Qingyi quickly understood that the so-called merit and demerit calculation standard of Tiandao is the result of the necrosis of the deeds - the deeds of the deeds. Her karma array can only be pure cause and effect, what you take away will be returned. However, the calculation law of the Tao of Heaven is more complicated. What you take away and what you pay will ultimately be your end.

"Then," Su Qingyi couldn't help but sneer: "This should be their cause and effect, why should Zichen take his life in exchange!"

"Because their destiny has been forged," the system sighed: "Even as a Heavenly Dao, I still need energy. Changing things that are already destined can't be changed without me thinking."

"Just like the devil's energy comes from evil, my energy comes from good. I couldn't do so many things before, I could only bring you to the realm of self-cultivation, because the good thoughts here are no longer enough to support me. There are too few things that can be done. In this war, many people have accumulated great merit, and I have enough power to change them, but there is still one more introduction. "

"And Qin Zichen, who is a Protoss, is willing to give up the immortal way to save people. Such kind thoughts are the introduction."

"You can choose to ascend, or you can choose to save people. This is your choice."

Su Qingyi didn't speak, she looked down at Qin Zichen who was tired from crying and closed her eyes against her, and hugged him slowly.

If it were many years ago, she would probably have kept this in her heart and would never tell the other party. Because she is unwilling to sacrifice her lover for others. Now, however, she is sane.

All good love is chosen by the other party. What he wants, what she gives him. The so-called love without choice, the so-called "I love him, I will do everything for him", are just to cover up their own selfishness.

Because of the fear of losing his pain, because he is unwilling to accept the grief of his departure, he will not give the other party a chance to choose.

But now she loves this person deeply, and doesn't want him to suffer, let alone his grievances, so she gives him a chance and whispers: "Zichen," she said gently: "Let's save these people, okay? "

Qin Zichen was stunned for a while. He opened his eyes and stared at Su Qingyi blankly. Su Qingyi stared at him and said slowly, "If you are willing to endure the pain of the fire, you can save them. This is voluntary, you can choose to I will ascend together, or I can choose to save them."

Qin Zichen didn't speak, he opened his mouth for a long time, but asked, "How about you?"

"I'm dead..." He stretched out his hand, held her, and said in a trembling voice, "What do you do?"

"I hope you have a good life." Su Qingyi held him back and said in a hoarse voice, "Although I will be sad when you leave. However, I hope you have a good life, you are happy, and you are worthy of yourself."

"Your life should be decided by you, not by me giving you what I think is good."

"If you save them, then I will wait for your reincarnation. If you want to soar, I will accompany you to soar."

"Zichen," she smiled bitterly, "my love shouldn't be your burden."

"But," Qin Zichen held her hand, trembling slightly, "I'm leaving..."

"I'm alone," Su Qingyi smiled and said lightly, "I can live well too."

"Qin Zichen," she stared at him: "there will always be someone who will leave early, and being loved by you is enough. After you leave, I may establish a sect, or I may guard the Tianjian sect, act as a chivalrous person, and provide relief. The world. I have a lot of things to do, I am doing it, I am walking, maybe I will meet you again, maybe?"

Qin Zichen didn't speak, he turned his head, saw the light group floating in the air, and slowly closed his eyes.

"good."

He said hoarsely, "Qingyi, if I see you again in the next life, I will definitely take the world and never take you down."

"But in that case," Su Qingyi couldn't help but chuckle, "you're not Qin Zichen anymore."

"Have you decided yet?"

The system interrupted the conversation between the two and said indifferently: "The longer you delay, the harder it will be to revive a person. If you have made a decision, hurry up."

"Okay." Su Qingyi hugged Qin Zichen and choked out.

Qin Zichen was at a loss: "Qingyi, who are you talking to?"

As soon as the voice fell, a soft light fell in front of the two of them, and a vague human-shaped light group stood in front of them.

"Qin Zichen," said a voice indifferent between men and women, "Are you really willing to sacrifice and endure the pain of burning in order to resurrect everyone?"

"Yes." Qin Zichen saw the light group, vaguely had a thought in his heart, and said seriously, "Senior, please."

The light group nodded, raised his hand, and the ground shook with a rumble, a high platform rose from the ground, the light fell on the high platform, the red carpet was spread all the way from the top, and then stopped at Qin Zichen's feet.

"please."

The man was standing beside the steps, Qin Zichen turned his head to look at Su Qingyi, Su Qingyi forced himself to laugh, and said softly, "Go."

Qin Zichen looked at the way she was forcing himself to laugh, he hugged her into his arms, and said hoarsely, "Wait a while, don't cry and call me like Xie Hantan."

"I'm afraid I'll turn back."

"Okay," Su Qingyi said hoarsely, "Then I'll call you now."

"Don't call me now."

"When then?"

"Next life, next life. When I grow old with you, grow old together, and die together."

"This time," Qin Zichen chuckled hoarsely, "don't leave me."

After speaking, he let go of her, turned around, and stepped onto the steps calmly and without hesitation.

The moment he stepped on the steps, the bell rang through the world of self-cultivation, and Hua Guang gently fell on him, and the voices coming from somewhere, together, chanted an ancient incantation.

The light group standing on the edge of the steps chanted his life in a weird tone.

"Qin Zichen, the son of the fire phoenix, was born with dragon marrow and dragon pills, and has a supreme sword body. He was raised by his uncle when he was young, and at the age of four he went to the school of Yunxuzi. At the age of 15, he built the foundation, 15 golden pills, 21 yuan infants, 32 out of his body, 44 years old, and 56 years old Mahayana. He is the master of Tianjianzong, the first person in kendo, and he is regarded as a sword fairy. ."

That voice spread throughout the entire cultivation world. For some unknown reason, no matter how far away, one could see that high platform. No matter how far a mortal cultivator looked, he could clearly see that the man walked on the steps calmly.

As the voice of chanting said, this genius cultivator has a beautiful face, blue robe and white shirt, holding a jade sword, and his face is like Kunlun ice and snow, indifferent and beautiful.

When he walked, the orchids bloomed under his feet. This is the virtue of a gentleman, so that the orchids can be born.

The voice of chanting slowly recounts every battle he has fought since he became famous, every good deed he has done, and every person he has protected.

More and more people looked at him, and felt that there was an unstoppable gaze on him.

What he walked under his feet seemed not to be the red carpet, but the years.

And it seems that it is not an altar, but a shrine.

"The Book of Heaven and Earth is 479,000 years old, Qin Zichen has already ascended, pity all the monks because of the unreliable cause and effect, willing to die as a martyr, suffer the pain of burning bones, make sacrifices in the way of heaven, change lives against the sky, and exchange more than 100,000 monks Return to the human world and measure the cycle of cause and effect."

The moment Qin Zichen stepped on the altar, the singing just stopped.

Hearing this sentence, the people who were watching Qin Zichen suddenly felt their hearts tugged for some reason.

This is a man who goes to death for others in a very different way than those who are forced to sacrifice. He has clearly ascended, and he clearly has a better path, but he is still willing to give up everything in exchange for more than 100,000 people to be reborn.

Everyone stared at him, watching him turn around calmly, his expression was indifferent and clear, and he was not surprised.

His eyes seemed to fall on a certain place, and then he saw that the indifferent expression finally cracked, he stared in that direction, his expression was full of tenderness, and he smiled slowly.

That smile was like a cloud breaking through the fog. It was such a dark night, but it still made people feel that the whole world was lit up.

The flames shot up from the altar, and the man in the flames sat cross-legged, never dodging half a minute.

"Jingyan Daojun..."

Someone called out his Dao horn, and he knelt down suddenly when he could no longer be himself.

Everywhere in the cultivation world, mortal monks couldn't help but knelt down and shouted Qin Zichen's name. Those who had received his favor couldn't help crying, so for a while, the entire cultivation world was crying one after another.

Maybe even he doesn't remember that over the years, he has done so many good things.

He single-handedly built a refuge for refugees and accepted refugees who had nowhere to go in the cultivation world for so many years; he had done justice for the weak countless times, so his name became the word 'justice' in the hearts of many people; In the years of famine, he provided food for disaster relief, and he once exorcised evil and defended the road in times of turmoil.

He thought it was a simple effort, but inadvertently, he helped so many people.

Su Qingyi looked at the person in the blazing fire and felt tears blur her vision.

One by one, the light **** fell into the rows of corpses, slowly woke up, and then when they saw the high platform, they couldn't help trembling and knelt down.

There were voices calling his name all around, and crying all around, Su Qingyi stared at him, afraid of missing a moment.

This is the one she loves, the one who makes her so proud.

She didn't dare to use tears to tie his life, his life should be like this, the history was written, and thousands of people sang it.

Born to benefit the Quartet, dead and heavier than Mount Tai.

His life was so radiant, brilliant, and splendid. Like the raging fire, it burned people's hearts.

This is her lover...

She had been loved by him and watched with his unique eyes, and she was proud enough to die.

Even though tears were pouring down one after another at this moment, she still felt that this was a very good and beautiful ending.

There may be some regrets and some desolation, but letting her hero die like this is probably the best stroke of his life.

Just don't know why, she can't help but think.

If he is alive, then she can live with him in the small courtyard down the mountain for a while. The two of them cook in the kitchen, wash dishes, and read under the grape trellis in the courtyard. Then she will be pregnant with his child and count the stars. years.

If he is alive, she can take him all over the world, and one day they may become gods, and then shatter the void and return to their original place.

if he lives.

The human figures in the flames shattered one by one, and Su Qingyi did not dare to cry or call out his name.

Because he said, he will come back.

She loves him, so she can't be his fetters.

She can only wait, or say goodbye.

The fire burned until dawn, Chaoyang rose behind him, inch by inch, and people were already kneeling on the edge of the altar.

The light of the fire gradually diminished, and the rising sun was like blood, hanging high behind the altar. Seeing the altar that was no longer in sight, Su Qingyi stumbled, was supported by several disciples, and exclaimed: "Ran Yan Daojun!"

Su Qingyi didn't speak, she raised her head with difficulty, looked at the altar, and said hoarsely: "He... gone?"

No one dared to answer, the disciples knelt on the ground, Su Qingyi stared blankly at the altar, and after a long time, slowly said, "He's gone."

As soon as the words fell, Su Qingyi burst into tears. It was the cry she had suppressed all night. Now that he is gone and can't hear him, she dared to cry out unscrupulously.

Feng Ning and Xing Yun came over, a little confused: "Sister-in-law..."

"Don't talk..." Su Qingyi choked, didn't dare to raise her head, and said in a trembling voice, "I'll cry...I'll cry this time..."

"I don't dare let him see me cry... I'm afraid he'll be sad, I'm afraid he won't let go. I won't be able to do it in the future, I'll live well..."

"But this time..." Su Qingyi cried louder than ever: "This time... let me cry. I've cried, and I won't cry for him again in this life."

"People like him... I can't find anyone better than him in my life..."

"Qin Zichen..."

She raised her hand, covered her eyes, and called out, "Qin Zichen..."

"Sister-in-law..." Feng Ning said hoarsely, "I'm sorry..."

Su Qingyi ignored him, Lei Xuzi raised his head and asked with some doubts, "You...have you heard anything?"

Feng Ning frowned, and at that moment, a phoenix roar rose into the sky, Su Qingyi raised her head suddenly, and saw a huge phoenix roaring towards the sky in the fire. The blood-red morning sun was behind him, and his body seemed to be plated with a layer of blood-red golden light.

He is five feet long, with a radiant crown, colorful feathers shining in the sun, and roaring from the high platform wearing a firelight.

The crowd retreated, Su Qingyi raised her head and stared blankly at the phoenix flying towards her. Phoenix's eyes were full of smiles, and after circling around her, he stopped in front of her.

Su Qingyi stared at him blankly, not daring to speak. Fenghuang tilted his head and said with a smile, "Since you don't want me to go so much, why don't you keep me?"

"you you……"

Su Qingyi was at a loss for words, and the human-shaped light group next to her floated up and said indifferently, "Congratulations on becoming a god."

As soon as the words fell, a bright light fell on Qin Zichen, Qin Zichen turned into a human body, and a flame pattern slowly appeared between his eyebrows, and the light group stood beside them and explained slowly: "Flying to become an immortal, but to become a god, But it takes great merit to get it.”

"Those who are gods have the ability to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, and maintain the responsibility of yin and yang. Therefore, those who are not great can't get it. Those who have the heart of great kindness, accumulate merits, be admired by all people, and incense for a hundred years, can become a god. Su Qingyi," Na Guang The regiment's voice seemed to finally relax: "After a hundred years, your mission will be completed."

Su Qingyi was speechless, she stared at Qin Zichen blankly, the light group seemed to pouted, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I'm leaving, won't you send me?"

"The system..." Su Qingyi was speechless for a while, the system sighed and said helplessly, "That's it, you're not someone who can talk. You'll fly to the upper realm in the future, and we'll see you again."

"System!" Seeing the light group turn and leave, Su Qingyi couldn't help but stop it: "Are you Heavenly Dao?"

The light group thought for a while, and after a long time, slowly said: "Probably."

After speaking, it slowly disappeared into the glow. Qin Zichen turned his head and looked down at Su Qingyi.

The disciples gathered around and looked at them with joy.

"Senior brother..." Song Xu was pushed out by everyone, coughed, and said a little embarrassedly: "Well, should we do something..."

"What are you going to do?" Qin Zichen raised his head and smiled slowly: "Next, I will have a big event," he said, before Su Qingyi could react, he slammed her into his arms and hugged her. Lang laughed: "I'm getting married!"

"Qin Zichen!" Su Qingyi felt a little embarrassed for a while, but everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all burst into laughter.

Under the rising sun, Qin Zichen hugged Su Qingyi and looked at Qin Shuwen with a little phoenix standing on his shoulders. Everyone wisely gave way. Qin Zichen hugged Su Qingyi and walked over quickly, kneeling in front of Qin Shuwen with Su Qingyi, raised his head and said excitedly, "Father. , Mother, the child wants to marry Su Qingyi in the future, what will the parents think?"

"This..." Qin Shuwen coughed and wanted to say something, when he saw Qin Zichen's hopeful expression, he was a little helpless, he couldn't help but remember when he took Qin Feng to kneel in front of the mountain gate, pleading with him