Seeking Immortality

"If I have to die, I'd rather die in your hands."

Naxiu didn't glance at the dazzling wound on his chest at all. He just looked at Xu Qingfan quietly and said with a difficult smile.

At this time, Xu Qingfan was completely stunned. He just stared blankly at the blood red that was spreading on Xiu's chest, and his mind went blank.

Xu Qingfan knew that Naxiu would definitely die based on what he had done, but he never thought that he would kill him with his own hands. The reason why Xu Qingfan fought with Na Xiu just now was because he felt that Na Xiu had violated the Xu family's ancestral precepts and refused to repent. Perhaps it was also because Na Xiu's actions destroyed Xu Qingfan's previous good memories of him, so he let him Xu Qingfan also felt a little angry in his heart, so he wanted to wake him up through a fight. But he didn't expect that Naxiu didn't put up any resistance to his killer at the last moment. But Xu Qingfan couldn't hold back, and immediately stabbed the blade grass into Na Xiu's chest.

Since Naxiu had been controlled by the magic bead, why did he give up resistance at the last moment and let Xu Qingfan kill him? Was it because Xu Qingfan's previous words made him repent? Or was he ashamed because the fight between Xu Qingfan and him reminded him of the scene when the two brothers fought against each other in Xujiazhai? Or, is it really like Na Xiu said, he knows that he is certain to die, so he would rather die in Xu Qingfan's hands?

Or, both.

Xu Qingfan suddenly discovered that Naxiu's blood had turned into the blood red of an ordinary person at some point, and the flame totem that was still faintly visible on his face had completely disappeared. In his eyes, the trace of madness and bloodlust contained deep in his eyes was replaced by a clarity. In a trance, the face in front of him gradually overlapped with the face in his memory, and Naxiu seemed to have become the wise and decisive person twenty-seven years ago. The appearance of cousin Xu Lin.

Or, before dying, the magic beads finally gave up their control on Xu Lin. At this time, Naxiu finally became Xu Lin. Unfortunately, it's too late.

"No matter who is right or wrong among us, you win in the end." Seeing Xu Qingfan just looking at him quietly without speaking, Xu Lin said calmly. When he spoke, he was somewhat intermittent because a large amount of blood kept spilling out of his mouth.

"I'm sorry, cousin Xu Lin." Xu Qingfan felt a little sore in his eyes and said sadly.

"Old Jiu, do you know? In fact, I am very happy now, really happy." After saying that, Naxiu coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, stretched out his hand to stop Xu Qingfan's hands, and continued panting: "When I was shocked when I discovered the hatred deep in my heart, but I couldn't control myself. Over the years, I have been living with hatred every day and thinking about revenge every night. It's really tiring. Now, I am finally free."

As he said that, Xu Lin raised the corner of his mouth, seemed to smile, and then said: "And you, Lao Jiu. Lao Jiu, who needed me to protect him in his weak moments, is now finally able to protect himself and become a I'm happy."

Xu Qingfan felt that maybe he should cry now, but he found that although his eyes were sore, they were very dry. It seemed that even the tears representing sadness did not dare to come out to witness the sad scene in front of him.

Xu Qingfan didn't know if there was such a thing as fate in this world. If anything, Xu Qingfan believed that fate was unfair to him. His parents, second elder, senior brother, master, everyone who was good to him left him one after another. And now, his last relative is only allowed to see him for the last time.

Is this a curse imposed by fate?

"Cousin Xu Lin..."

Xu Qingfan was about to say something when he was interrupted by Xu Lin's hand. I saw Xu Lin's face getting paler and he said intermittently: "Lao Jiu, I don't have much time, so don't talk and just listen to what I have to say, okay?"

"Yes, cousin, you say it." Xu Qingfan's expression became even more sad when he heard Xu Lin's words.

"Lao Jiu, I'm going to die soon. There are two things I'm worried about. Can you help me finish them?" Xu Lin knew that there was not much time left for him. He could even clearly feel that life was passing away from him. And left, so the tone became urgent.

"Cousin Xu Lin, tell me, I will help you complete it." Xu Qingfan looked at Xu Lin's increasingly defeated face and said softly.

Hearing Xu Qingfan's assurance, Xu Lin's face flashed with relief, and then said: "First of all, after my death, cousin, you can bury me here instead of burying me at the old site of Xujiazhai There."

Seeing Xu Qingfan's shocked expression, Xu Lin smiled bitterly and said: "Back then, the elders of the clan entrusted the clan brothers to me and asked me to lead them to rebuild Xujiazhai. However, not only did I fail to protect the clan brothers, but also later... I have done many things that are harmful to nature, and I really have no face to face the ancestors of the Xu family." At this point, Xu Lin spat out a large mouthful of blood, dyeing Xu Qingfan's clothes red, and then said: "People of the Jiuli tribe. He saved me when I was dying, and he has taken good care of me for the past twenty-seven years, but now his family is being exterminated because of me. I feel guilty, so I want to go underground to apologize to them. And after these twenty-seven years, I feel guilty. After years of living, I have already integrated into the Jiuli people and can’t bear to leave.”

"Okay, cousin Xu Lin, I promise you." Xu Qingfan nodded sadly and said with sobs.

Xu Qingfan knew that Xu Lin did this because he was ashamed to admit that he was a descendant of the Xu family, so he expelled himself from the Xu family before his death.

Hearing that Xu Qingfan agreed to his request, Xu Lin's face regained some color and his expression became relaxed. But Xu Qingfan's heart sank when he saw it. He knew that Xu Lin was having a comeback.

"Also, I still have a daughter in this world. Lao Jiu, can you help me take care of her?" Xu Lin asked again.

"Cousin Xu Lin, do you still have blood?" Xu Qingfan was shocked after hearing Xu Lin's words.

"Yes, I got married to a girl from the Jiuli tribe fifteen years ago. Two years later, she helped me give birth to a daughter. Unfortunately, she died due to dystocia. My daughter should be the only one in the Xu family besides you. of blood," Xu Lin said with a nostalgic look.

Hearing what Xu Lin said, Xu Qingfan promised: "Senior Brother Xu Lin, don't worry, I will definitely raise her up."

Hearing Xu Qingfan's assurance, Xu Lin smiled reassuringly, then raised his trembling right hand and pointed at the altar. Xu Qingfan looked in the direction of Xu Lin's finger, only to find that the strange little girl who had been sitting quietly on the altar with her knees in her arms was walking quietly towards the two of them, her figure in the vast southern wasteland. It looked extremely thin under the night sky. What is surprising is that, whether it was the battle between Xu Qingfan and others on the altar and the twelve demon generals, or the "Fire Cloud Technique" jointly performed by the monks from the Valley of Penance, she was not harmed at all.

Xu Qingfan didn't think about this at all now. He just asked Xu Lin: "Is she your cousin's daughter?"

"Yes, his name is Ting'er." Xu Lin stared at his daughter's approaching figure, with a mixture of sadness and relief on his face.

"Ah!!" As Xu Lin's daughter Ting'er approached, Xu Qingfan finally saw Ting'er's face clearly and couldn't help but exclaimed.

I saw Ting'er's big eyes and small mouth, straight nose, white skin and red lips. Although she is still young now, it can be seen that she will grow into a slim beauty in the future. However, Xu Qingfan was shocked to find that she was originally The fair face was actually covered with purple and blue flame patterns, and the color was no less intense than that of Na Xiu in his heyday. Combined with the cold expression on Ting'er's face, it gave off a strange and strange feeling. Previously, Ting'er's face was obscured by her long hair, but Xu Qingfan didn't notice it! !

Seeing the horrified expression on Xu Qingfan's face, Xu Lin said with an intermittent wry smile: "Two years ago, the Jiuli tribe started building this village at my suggestion. However, just after the mountain was opened and the soil was cracked, Ting'er accidentally discovered The Demon God's Eye began to recognize Ting'er as the master the moment Ting'er touched it, but later it recognized me as the master after discovering that I was stronger than Ting'er. From then on, my son became like this, his demeanor became extremely cold, and he seldom spoke. "

At this time, Ting'er had already walked to Xu Lin's side and looked at Xu Lin's pale face quietly, but her expression was still cold.

"Ting'er, this is your Ninth Uncle. Daddy is leaving. From now on, your Ninth Uncle will take care of you, okay?" Xu Lin said breathlessly, as if every word he said took a lot of energy from him.

But after hearing Xu Lin's words, Ting'er's expression remained cold, with no approval or objection, she just looked at Xu Lin's gray face quietly.

Seeing Ting'er's appearance, Xu Lin sighed guiltily, and then used all his remaining strength to stretch out his hand to caress Ting'er's face. Unfortunately, his hand fell down after reaching halfway.

Even after his death, Xu Lin's eyes were still fixed on Ting'er, obviously very worried about her.

And the moment Xu Lin died, Xu Qingfan's heart suddenly became empty, as if he was not mentally prepared for what happened in front of him.

That wise and decisive cousin Xu Lin, that demon king Naxiu with monstrous flames, died so quietly in front of him?

"Cousin Xu Lin, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Ting'er until she grows up, and I will never let her suffer any injustice." Looking at Xu Lin's gray cheeks after his death, Xu Qingfan secretly promised in his heart .

At this moment, a small white hand suddenly appeared on Xu Lin's face, slowly brushed over Xu Lin's still open eyes, and closed Xu Lin's eyes.

"Daddy..." Ting'er, who had not spoken since just now, finally spoke, but she only said these two words. Her voice was as cold as her expression.

At this time, the morning wind was cold and strong. Ting'er stood in the morning wind, the corners of her clothes swaying in the wind, quietly looking at the dead Xu Lin, her expression as cold as ever. But everyone on the field could feel a sad atmosphere beginning to spread between heaven and earth.

ps: Third update! ! OK, the tragic drama is over.