A tear fell from Hua Yuemiao's right eye, and memories emerged in her mind.

She thought of her master, her senior brother, all her fellow disciples of Mu Yuanshan, how she could once live freely in the sun, and the Shangsi Festival that year...

If possible, I really want to go back to that Shangsi Festival.

This time she will definitely hold on to the senior brother tightly and never let go.

While her consciousness was blurred, Hua Yuemiao seemed to have really returned to the Shangsi Festival of that year.

This time she held Shang Lu's hand tightly and did not let go, so Hua Yuelang did not find an opportunity to take action.

And she can still live freely in the sunshine, she is still the little sister who is loved by the whole sect...

The chaotic consciousness had made Hua Yuemiao unable to think. She fell into a deep sleep with a smile on her face...

The expression on Hua Yuemiao's face was no longer divided. She looked like an emotionless puppet, extremely cold.

Without any obstruction, the dagger went straight into Chang Ziqing's heart. Bright red blood flowed out of the wound, instantly dyeing the white bedding beneath him red.

"Hmm!" The pain in his body woke up the eldest son Qing who was still sleeping.

Feeling the blood gradually draining from his body, the eldest son Qing's already weak body was left with no strength at all.

The pain in his body was nothing compared to the shock he felt at this moment. "Junior Brother Yue? Why?" Chang Ziqing uttered this sentence with difficulty.

Hua Yuemiao did not answer, but coldly pulled out the dagger that was stuck in Chang Ziqing's chest and inserted it again.

Hua Yuemiao seemed to feel that this was not enough, and she continued to stab Zhang Ziqing with her knife.

Blood gushed out as the dagger moved, stained the pure white veil with dots of red.

It looks very much like the red begonia planted by Zhang Ziqing, gorgeous and gorgeous.

Zhang Ziqing felt that his already limited vitality was being lost along with his blood, but he was powerless to stop it from happening.

Zhang Ziqing stretched out his hand for the dagger, but Hua Yuemiao easily blocked his action.

Zhang Ziqing smiled bitterly. Was he so weak that he couldn't even block such a simple attack?

Zhang Ziqing's consciousness gradually became blurred, and he realized that his vitality might be coming to an end.

Looking at the crabapple flowers that bloomed with his blood on the gauze, Zhang Ziqing seemed to see the crabapple forest of his youth.

Perhaps before a person dies he will always remember everything about his life.

The whole life of Zhang Ziqing came to mind along with his memories.

His life before was filled with only black and white. With the appearance of Lin Yuxun, his life began to have other colors, but these colors disappeared again with the passing of Lin Yuxun.

After Lin Yuxun left, everyone advised him to let it go and be more open-minded, but how could he let it go?

How can I allow myself to let go?

How wonderful it would be if there was an afterlife, he really missed Axun...

In his last moment of consciousness, he seemed to see Lin Yuxun dancing with a sword under the sea of ​​crabapple flowers again.

Zhang Ziqing approached slowly. Lin Yuxun seemed to sense something. He put away his sword, curved his eyebrows, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was still as gentle and bright.

"Ah Qing, do you want to dance with me with the sword?"

Zhang Ziqing's face seemed to have more youthful vigor, "Okay."

He nodded slightly and walked slowly towards the sea of ​​crabapple flowers.

Lin Yuxun's hand gently rested on Zhang Ziqing's face, his eyes full of heartache. "Thank you for your hard work over the years, Qing."

Zhang Ziqing shook his head slowly and gently hugged the person in front of him.

"It's not hard. Now that I see Axun, I don't feel tired anymore."

Under the crabapple tree, the two of them hugged each other tightly, and time seemed to freeze at that second.

Zhang Ziqing slowly closed his eyes, and his broken heart stopped beating at this moment.

He seemed to have finally found the sea of ​​crabapple blossoms in his memory...

Hua Yuemiao put away the dagger with an indifferent expression, calmly used the Dust Purification Technique on himself, and turned away.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Lin Jinxing was planning to leave quickly, but he didn't expect to meet Shi Tingfeng on the way.

When Lin Jinxing thought about how the other party had embarrassed his junior brother before, a hint of disgust appeared between his brows.

Lin Jinxing has more important things to do now, so he doesn't plan to embarrass the other party today. He just plans to pretend that he didn't see it and walk past him.

Lin Jinxing had no intention of causing trouble for Shi Tingfeng, but who would have thought that the other party would feel guilty after seeing Lin Jinxing.

Although Shi Tingfeng was indeed somewhat indignant after hearing what the disciple said before and wanted to cause trouble for the other party.

But when he really saw Lin Jinxing in person, he immediately shuddered again. His confused brain suddenly became clear, and Shi Tingfeng broke out in a cold sweat because of his previous behavior.

What happened to him?

Why would I want to cause trouble for Lin Jinxing and the others?

You have to know that Lin Jinxing is now in the Void Refinement Realm. Even if Chang Ziqing hasn't woken up yet, wouldn't it be courting death if he went there like this?

Shi Tingfeng lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look at Lin Jinxing who passed by him.

But Lin Jinxing still found something wrong.

He turned around and looked at Shi Tingfeng, who still hadn't raised his head, and said, "Shi Tingfeng."

Shi Tingfeng's body froze, and he turned around stiffly, with a forced smile on his face. "It turns out to be Junior Brother Lin, aren't you taking care of Nanyou Immortal Venerable?"

Lin Jinxing did not answer the other party's question, but stared at Shi Tingfeng. Because he felt guilty, he did not dare to look into his eyes.

"The direction Senior Brother Shi is heading seems to be where I live."

Facing Lin Jinxing's gaze, Shi Tingfeng turned his head away guiltily.

"Really? I just wandered around a bit since my limbs have gotten better recently, so I didn't really notice where this place was."

Lin Jinxing did not expose him, "Really? Then Senior Brother Shi is planning to come over to my place for a visit?" There was a hint of displeasure in his tone, and it was obvious that he did not welcome the other party to come over to his place.

Shi Tingfeng could naturally hear Lin Jinxing's displeasure, so he smiled awkwardly and waved his hand, "No, no, I'll change direction now."

After he finished speaking, Shi Tingfeng hurriedly changed direction and walked away.

Because his legs and feet haven't recovered yet, he almost fell down several times.

Lin Jinxing had no intention of helping him. He just stood quietly by the side, watching Shi Tingfeng walk away. Only when his back disappeared did Lin Jinxing turn around and leave.

Shi Tingfeng stopped only when he could no longer feel Lin Jinxing's oppressive gaze disappear.

His body went limp and he slumped to the ground, patting his chest in fear.

"Fortunately, I didn't actually go to Lin Jinxing's courtyard, otherwise it would have been the end."

Shi Tingfeng knocked his head hard, "What's wrong with me? Why did I go looking for trouble with Lin Jinxing just because of a few random words from an unknown disciple?"

Before he could figure out this problem, Shi Tingfeng's consciousness fell into chaos again.

There seemed to be someone in his mind constantly talking to him.

"It doesn't matter. Now that Lin Jinxing is not here, and Ye Zhiling's cultivation is lower than yours, isn't this a good opportunity to cause trouble?"

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