Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

Holding Lin Lingqing in his arms, Fang Zhiyuan tentatively stood up.

The body of a human being can't accommodate the fully awakened ghost of the evil star, and this body is already seriously injured, so he thought that the soul would be ejected soon.

But maybe it was a flashback—no, his body was dead, so logically he didn’t even have a flashback—but after his body died, his soul miraculously stabilized on this corpse.

Just now I could barely get up, but now I can barely stand up.Although it was only a moment of stolen time, it was enough.

He was able to hug his senior brother, step by step through the air, and walk steadily through the snow condensed by the long wind and Yin Qi.

Blood dripped down and was blown away in mid-air.

It fell on the scorched earth where the flames were not extinguished, and was stained mottled red.

"Where do you want to go?" Fang Zhiyuan asked calmly, and then asked and answered himself, "If we go back to Snow Bone City, we won't be able to leave safely. Senior brother should explain the funeral before coming here? Then I will take you to Taiqing How about the island?"

The blood gushing from the corners of Lin Lingqing's lips couldn't be stopped. He nodded his head weakly, shook his head again, and whispered in his arms: "Ugly...don't let people see..."

Fang Zhiyuan understood, he stopped after landing on the stone altar connecting Yujie.He took off his outer robe and covered the demon king with it, covering his ugly scars and stumps.

He gently touched Lin Lingqing's forehead with his fingers, and whispered in the latter's ear, "Is this okay?"

It's time to die.

His voice is less magnetic than before, more tender.

Lin Lingqing hummed, and Fang Zhiyuan hugged him again, and led him through the intertwined rules of heaven and earth, leaving behind the Panyu fairyland full of fire, frost, and thick smoke.

They enter the world of education.

It was peaceful.

Light clouds cover the moon, seven thousand star points.

No rain, no snow, no storm.There are no steep mountains in front of you, no dangerous enemies behind you, and it is not as tragic as in the previous life.It is the best night, and it is advisable to go back.

The lights in the distance are brightly lit, it should be the direction of Liuhua Continent, and monks from all walks of life are still gathered there.

Fang Zhiyuan knew that everyone would be able to find them, but now that he and Lin Lingqing were destined to die, it was meaningless to walk away crying.

He was used to not being able to bear that kind of scene, but now that Lin Lingqing was exhausted and drowsy, he couldn't bear to ask others to disturb his brother.

So he just glanced at it from a distance, then turned around silently, and quietly walked towards Taiqing Island with Lin Chengqing in his arms.

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The waves near the sea were surging peacefully, and on Taiqing Island, which had been destroyed by the Nirvana Fire, four dilapidated mountain peaks still stood upright.

Neither can we bring back the happy years of youth, nor is it the end of the rainy night before.They knew that it was not the same as before, but they still chose this place as a place to close their eyes.

Fang Zhiyuan walked up to the main peak with Lin Lingqing in his arms.The mountain road is winding, the moonlight is full, and the uninhabited island is peaceful and peaceful.

"Why are you sending me off again..." Lin Lingqing was wrapped in Fang Zhiyuan's robe, with his eyes closed and his voice muffled, "I also want...to hug you for a while...I want to hug you..."

His consciousness is not very clear, and the whispered sentences are also fragmented.Fang Zhiyuan responded with a voice, coaxing him patiently.

Finally, Fang Zhiyuan took Lin Lingqing to the soul tree.

Xue Yingying's towering sacred tree with luxuriant branches and leaves is the only living creature exuding vitality on this Taiqing Island.

Fang Zhiyuan sat down, leaning his back on the tree trunk, changed his posture and hugged Lin Lingqing in his arms, bowed his head and kissed his senior brother tenderly on the forehead.

Lin Lingqing blinked wearily, his eyes began to darken.His heartstrings relaxed, and he couldn't help asking softly: "Where will you... go after I die?"

Finally asked out.

He was thinking that he was on the verge of death, it would be useless to ask more questions, and he was even more afraid of making Zhiyuan feel sad, so he endured it all the time.But... in the end, I still can't bear it, can't let it go.

Where will Zhiyuan go?

A dead body, a soul that can freely manipulate the yin energy in the world, a shattered disaster star - where will Fang Zhiyuan go after his death, and where else can he go?

Will he fall into the cold and dark deep sea alone again, will he be bullied again, will he suffer silently again?

Where can he sleep peacefully, where can he be his heartland, who can love him well?

Lin Lingqing only felt that the numb internal organs were filled with soreness, and they were pulled into a small ball in pain.I can't bear it, how can I be willing, Zhiyuan, how can he do without himself...

He looked up at Fang Zhiyuan, and said with a trembling voice, "You...do you already know..."

Do you already know where you are going, do you already have a direction to go.

If not, why are you so gentle and firm when you hold me forward?

Fang Zhiyuan's deep eyebrows and eyes were illuminated by the overlapping of moonlight and soul wood's gleam, he shook his head, and lightly touched the devil's lips with his index finger.

"Don't ask." He said, "Brother, don't ask this."

Lin Ling's green eyes flickered sadly, as if he understood something.He was in more pain, curled up and trembled in pain, bit Fang Zhiyuan's fingers and cried silently.

But he really didn't ask any more questions, but gasping for breath, he turned sideways and looked at the corner under the tree.

"Under here..." The stumped arm that was burnt by the yang qi was raised tremblingly, and it hung on the ground and tapped twice.Lin Lingqing closed her eyes and wept, and said in a choked voice, "There are two jars of wine... I buried them..."

"...It's wedding wine..."

"Don't cry, why are you crying again..."

Fang Zhiyuan cupped his cheek helplessly, wiped away the tears, and grabbed his right arm again into his arms, "Wine? When are you?"

Lin Lingqing shook his head: "I won't tell you."

Fang Zhiyuan took advantage of the moonlight to take a closer look, and sure enough, beside the protruding root of the soul tree, there was a broken red silk lying quietly on the ground, with the bottom buried deep in the soil.

He hesitated for a while, and tentatively asked, "Want to drink now?"

"Yeah." Lin Lingqing nodded with difficulty, with the last gleam in his eyes, "You...feed me."

Fang Zhiyuan moved over and freed one hand to hold the red silk.The yin energy turned the blade to dig the rock and soil, and the two lovely small wine jars were tied together by silk, lying there quietly and obediently.

He picked up one, patted open the mud seal, and imitated his senior brother's usual tone, "I can only drink a little."

Without a wine cup, Fang Zhiyuan lifted the wine jar with one hand, covered his lips and took a sip.Turning her head back, she carefully fed the person in her arms.

Lin Lingqing couldn't hold back, and most of the wine in a small sip flowed down the corner of his weak lips.He tried very hard, but only swallowed a little.

"Cough...cough..."

Fang Zhiyuan hurriedly put down the wine jar and raised his sleeve to wipe it for him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Enough, this is enough."

The cuffs fell down and were bloodshot.

Lin Lingqing looked at it absent-mindedly.His eyes were already very blurred, he squinted his eyes, and saw Fang Zhiyuan's lips opening and closing, but his voice gradually drifted away.

He really wanted to say, Zhiyuan, drink some too, I made it for you.Now that we have drunk this wine, we will become a Taoist couple, and we will never be separated again... But my throat is blocked, and I can't say this no matter what.

From now on, there will be no future.

What should I say, there are still thousands of words I want to exhort.

God, lend him a moment.

"Don't be afraid..." Lin Lingqing leaned over, her cheek pressed against Fang Zhiyuan's heartless chest, "No matter..."

His pupils were dilated and he couldn't breathe anymore, but he said with his last breath, "No matter where your... soul returns, I will always... be with you..."

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes suddenly turned red, his teeth collided, and thin veins sprouted on his neck, "..."

Can't cry, can't break down, at least not in front of senior brother.He wants to send Lin Lingqing through this journey in peace and peace of mind.

He endured the broken heart, closed his eyes and hugged Lin Lingqing vigorously, his forehead was pressed against the man's forehead, the bridge of his nose rubbed against the man's nose, and his lips were pressed against the man's lips, saying, "I know...I know .”

Under the snow tree, two figures cuddled tightly and crossed their necks.I wish I could integrate the other party into my own flesh and blood, and keep it forever.

"Forever...forever," Lin Lingqing opened his eyes and said with difficulty, biting each word between his sweet lips, the fire in his eyes became more and more blazing.

He seemed to be burning himself again, and this time it was the deep love that would last forever, and the love supported him to repeat the words, "Forever...forever, with...you."

He was afraid of Zhiyuan and didn't believe it.His little scourge, he must seriously say it many, many times... many, many times...

Fang Zhiyuan hugged him, his head lowered and his eyebrows pressed against the person in his arms, which was somewhat pious.He replied tremblingly, "Okay."

Lin Lingqing's eyelashes trembled, and he closed his desire, "You have to treat yourself well. Wait for me... to return to your... body..."

"Okay, I'll wait."

"Zhiyuan..."

"I'm here."

"I am pleased with you..."

Lin Lingqing smiled at the tip of his eyes at last, raised his head and closed his eyes, a cold kiss fell on the lips of Huan Xing, and murmured, "I will...will always...love...you."

Fang Zhiyuan was shocked silently.He felt the body in his arms slowly hang down, the vitality scattered like flying flowers, and the last fire was extinguished.

He didn't dare to look down, and stared straight at the night.Stiffly raising his hand, he stroked Lin Lingqing's cheek and long hair over and over again.

"Brother?"

Quiet.

No one responded.

His fingers were trembling uncontrollably, Fang Zhiyuan raised a handful of hair in a daze, put it on his lips and kissed delicately, and called again: "...Brother?"

The night envelops him like a soft tide, and everything is still.

Not anymore.

Once the life and breath are absolutely gone, the soul disappears like a firefly.After searching all over the nine heavens and ten worlds, no one in the world would respond to his call, senior brother.

Fang Zhiyuan suddenly lowered his head, put his arms around Lin Lingqing's body, did not move, opened his bloodshot eyes without blinking.

He still had such an extravagant hope that he wanted to keep a small fragment of Lin Lingqing's soul—that's why he brought his senior brother under the soul tree, thinking that he might be able to capture a little bit of the broken soul, and properly raise him Hundreds of years later, the Demon King will be sent to reincarnation.

But the spirit dissipated too fast, passing away like quicksand in the wind between the five fingers.Passing through the branches of the soul tree, rising under the moonlight, it shattered silently like foam.

There is no Lin Negqing in the world anymore.

Suddenly, Fang Zhiyuan raised his head with his back bent.He panted and looked around hesitantly, his expression was as fragile as a child's for a moment.

No more, no more... Really no more...

Lin Lingqing left?

Just walk away with scars and souls?

His senior brother is gone...

In an instant, the heart-wrenching pain tore him apart, and the calm he had worked so hard to maintain was shattered.

"Ah..." Fang Zhiyuan leaned over and moaned. He pinched his neck and tore his heart fiercely with his five fingers. The skirt of his clothes was crushed in an instant, and five bloodstains appeared on his skin.

The pain broke out in every inch of his bones, and he was suffocated. He wished his heart and lungs would be ripped out from the pain, and he retched with his eyes open, but he couldn't even vomit blood.

He couldn't cry, couldn't shed tears, only a shocking hiss leaked from his lips, and it took him a long time to hold back a desperate sob.

"Brother...don't go...don't go...!!"

He only dared to ask Lin Lingqing not to leave after Lin Lingqing left.

"Brother, you're wrong..." Fang Zhiyuan hugged Lin Lingqing's already cold body, weeping in complete breakdown.He endured it for too long, and he couldn't suppress the emotional outburst at this moment.

What else did you say that you will stay with me forever, love me forever, do you know that you are wrong...

After all, I couldn't bear to say this sentence.

"You shouldn't..." He raised his empty eyes, looked like a madman, and choked up in pain over and over again, "It shouldn't be you leaving, it shouldn't be you...you should come back..."

The darkest truth he realized was the reason why Yin Changxin became murderous back then.

After all, he couldn't bear to tell Lin Lingqing before he was alive.

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When everyone from the education world came to Taiqing Island, everything had come to an end.

Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes and sat under the soul tree, his face was so sad that it was hard to fathom. He held the person in his arms with great care, attracting Yin Qi to fall around him into snow.

The first to reach the main peak were a few powerful people, and they knew it was too late at a glance, so no one stepped forward.

Immortal Lei Qiong lowered his face and lowered his eyes, suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times. When he straightened up, he stroked his chest and saluted, "Lu Kuifu respectfully sends you off."

In the silence, one by one figures bent in the night, they silently bowed and saluted, sending the demon king's soul far away.

Fang Zhiyuan looked up at the sky quietly. He still remembered that his elder brother said that he didn't want to be seen in a distressed posture, so he decided to send Lin Lingqing away in person.

Yin Qi condensed, and Lin Lingqing's body wrapped in the black robe was frozen, and then shattered into the smallest ice crystal powder inch by inch.As soon as the wind blew, the moving glow flew all the way to Linhai.

There are bright lights on the sea, and more and more people are coming.They waded to the water, but they didn't dare to offend. They just knelt down on the island and kowtowed, weeping and weeping.

There are demon cultivators from Snow Bone City, disciples of Xuyun, people from Liuhuazhou, hundreds of thousands of cauldrons who were rescued, and even more unknown casual cultivators.

I don't know who made the first one, holding the fire in his hands with tears in his eyes.People followed suit one after another, and soon there was a brilliant daylight on Taiqing Island.

Back then, the abyss was always dark, and the Demon Lord didn't like it, so he lit up the Snow Bone City with bright lights.Now that there is fire in the world, send a Lin negative on his way home in a bright and dignified way.

"Brother...the world is so bright, can you see it?"

Fang Zhiyuan murmured to himself, and hugged the only black robe left in his arms.

The blood-stained robe was thin and empty, crumpled around his heart.

Then, Fang Zhiyuan raised his head.

His tone was calm, and through the dark night mist, he said to the solemn figures in front of him: "Get up, I have something to say."

"...after I die."

One word is like throwing stones into the waves.

Several people suddenly raised their eyes, their faces all shocked.

"Fang Xianchang, the Sri Lankan has gone, please mourn..."

Before Yan Yu could finish his sentence in a low voice, Fang Zhiyuan interrupted him.

"I'm sorry Dean Yan, I'm not discussing with you at the moment, I'm asking you to listen."

"After I die," Fang Zhiyuan's face turned pale as if he couldn't see Yan Yu, and he continued on his own, "I will draw Yin Qi and completely destroy the Soul Tree."

"There are two source veins of yin energy in the Panyu Immortal Realm, one is under the underground abyss, the other is on the doomed star in the sky, and my soul will also lead them away..."

"In this way," he said, with an unknowingly painful look in his eyes, "even if..."

Back then, Yin Changxin must have thought of this method at the first time when he had to meet a cursed star who lived in his body on Taiqing Island.

"Even if the two worlds are connected and the flying immortals come, the Panyu people will lose the yin energy needed to refine the furnace, and lose the meaning of shopping with the Yujie... Panyu people will never do things that are harmful but not beneficial. "

Misfortune star smiled bitterly, and said lightly: "You are freed."

Yes, if you want to talk about it, Jina's so-called method of eliminating evil stars was also wrong.

It's useless to kill him alone, and it's also useless for Ling Chi to seal his soul.As long as his soul fragment is still in Yujie for a day, it can still be used as a wedge to draw Yin Qi.

The real ray of hope is to stimulate the recovery of ghosts, separate from the human body, and merge the three souls and seven souls into one.At that time, the ghost of the evil star was the core of manipulating yin energy, the master of extreme yin and the emperor of extreme cold.

Yin Changxin decided that after killing him, he would force it to leave the Yujie under the rules of heaven, return to the body of the evil star, and cast a spell to freeze it to prevent the yin from coming.

It's a pity that the master couldn't do it.

If Lin Lingqing's heart had been colder and Yin Changxin's heart had been more ruthless back then, everything that followed would not have happened.

And what the disaster star decided to do next, I am afraid that Yin Changxin would not have expected it.

I saw Fang Zhiyuan clenched the black robe unconsciously, and said in a deep voice: "The misfortune star was created by Immortal Panyu, my soul will not belong to the misfortune star."

"I will never look back, and I will entrust my soul in the sea until my consciousness dies."

Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes, thinking that his heart had died, but at this moment his voice was still unsteady, "...From now on, there will be no Yin Qi to reconcile Yin and Yang in the Panyu Realm, and the only way is to perish."

He was born as a double-edged sword, which can stab Yujie and cut Panyu.In any case, he is a evil monster, full of sin and karma.

Lin Lingqing shouldn't...be tempted by him.

"Nonsense! Isn't this eternal perdition, absolutely impossible!!"

An angry look appeared on Lukuifu's face, and he wanted to step forward when he said that, but unexpectedly, a cloud of Yin Qi swept across him suddenly, and the dignified fairy was forced to take two steps back.

Thick ice thorns grew from the surface in an instant, blocking the vision of several people.Lu Kuifu said angrily: "Huang Yang!! You are not sober, Your Majesty would rather risk his life to bet with the world, what is the bet! You are not willing to give up 10 people to save the Three Realms, so you are willing to give up just one of you? Look at Taiqing Island, what can't be done when everyone in Yujie is united, and you need to make this sacrifice!?"

Fang Zhiyuan's calm voice was still lingering in his ears, and the calmness tinged with numbness: "No need, it's a good thing for the education world to be united, and the Three Realms will go farther than Pan Yu..."

"Pan Yu has lost his yin energy, so beware of them coming from the lower realm to snatch them. The yin bodies of Snow Bone City and Xu Yun are all the painstaking efforts of senior brother. I hope you will protect him."

I don't know when, a white belly rose from the distant mountains, and the long night finally ushered in the dawn.

The light of dawn danced lightly in the corner of Fang Zhiyuan's eyes, and when the wind blew by, there was the sound of insects whistling in the distance.

This reincarnation is like this, new flowers will bloom under the old trees, and young buds will crawl out of the waste soil.Dry and prosperous alternately, life is endless.

Even this Taiqing Island, which was burnt to nothing, now has living creatures.

Maybe many years later, there will still be orioles in spring, lotuses in summer, red leaves in autumn and snow in winter.A group of lively children ran and yelled, and the smoke from the kitchen was rising from the island, and there were people in the world.

How great.

The pitch-black comet hangs upside down from the sky, and it is only when you get close that you can see that it is a torrent of Yin Qi.

And there is another circling yin energy like a huge invisible arm, which pushes away several great powers who have transcended the tribulation.

"Fang Xianjun!!"

"Fang Zhiyuan, you can't—"

Fang Zhiyuan was still sitting quietly under the soul tree, with an expression of peace and relief, "I still have one wish, Dean Yan..."

"Wanwang, in the future when the disciples of the academy compile the history, don't mention Lin Mojun's affection for me... The lives of those who died in vain in these two lifetimes will be remembered on my head. I don't want future generations to slander him."

If senior brother could hear it, he would scold him severely.Or maybe you will be disheartened and disappointed?

Or he would just smile bitterly in a tolerant way, his eyes brightened, and he muttered and complained in a low voice: I've said it so many times, why are you still like this...

Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes and smiled wryly, it was he who failed Lin Lingqing's friendship.

There seems to be ten miles of spring fog in front of my eyes, there is a little fairy in white clothes holding a sword, twisting flowers and chuckling; there is also a noble and graceful handsome demon with a bright lamp in his hand, standing against the wind on the top of the snow-white tower, softly calling him.

"A Yuan."

"Fang Xianshou."

"Zhiyuan."

"My little curse..."

Fang Zhiyuan watched from afar, with neither sadness nor joy on his face, like a dead man——

His body and mind have already died in Panyu, and he forcibly pretended to be gentle and leave it to his senior brother. Lin Lingqing will be gone after his death; up.

Now he has been hollowed out, and all he has left is numbness and coldness.

He struggled with his fate for two lifetimes, and it was only recently that he finally let go of the armor in his heart, but his heart was crushed to pieces by the final truth.

So now, standing so far away, he said to Lin Lingqing's vision at the dying moment: Don't come here.

If you can be reborn again.

If you can really be reborn back to when everything has not yet begun.

Brother, I wish I didn't meet you.

Suddenly the situation in the sky suddenly changed, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a crimson real dragon came riding the clouds and fog.

"Brother A Yuan!!"

Yu Hongtang's eyes sparkled, and she shouted, "Wait! Brother Qing'er, he still has something for you—"

However, Fang Zhiyuan didn't hear it, or maybe he actually heard it, but as the culprit who killed his senior brother and master, ruined Xuyun, and caused blood to flow into rivers in Yujie, he really couldn't face this little sister.

He was afraid that Yu Hongtang would hate him, and even more afraid that Yu Hongtang would not hate him.If Little Brown Tang begged him not to leave, then he...he would really lose the courage to self-destruct.

As a result, the cloudy current poured down in an instant, and the white flowers and branches of the soul tree flew away, like a vast snow, which instantly shattered Fang Zhiyuan's body into ice crystals, and buried him cleanly.

"Brother A Yuan!!" Amid Yu Hongtang's yelling, a ghost soared into the sky, and the ghost of the evil star never looked back.

After the farewell, he will use Zhou Hai as his tomb to embrace his loneliness and sinking for billions of years.

——Volume [-]. End.