After the rebirth, the villain was arched

He is like the wind, never caught.

Huabuyu exploded with astonishing power and broke free from the shackles of the crowd, but it was a step too late.

The corner of the clothes slipped away with his fingertips without any nostalgia.

Just like in that memory, he said he loved him, but he was so unfeeling.

Huabuyu knelt on the edge of the cliff and roared in despair. He didn't even have the strength left to tremble. He curled up stiffly, but he couldn't relieve the pain.

Shi Ying Beast still sat on the edge of the cliff, and did not stop him, but bared its fangs at the others who wanted to come.

"Tianyuan Xianzun..." Someone opened his mouth to persuade him, but was immediately thrown out by the tail of the surplus beast.

Ji Cangsheng said to it.

stop them.

Protect the flowers without saying a word.

And, farewell.

Huabuyu looked at the crack not far away that even light could not penetrate, and jumped into it without hesitation.

Everything behind was drowned in the wind.

He fell all the way, and his body was bitingly cold, but it couldn't cool his almost frozen heart.

It was still beating there, throbbing in his chest, declaring.

He is still alive, but the person he loves the most has disappeared forever in this world.

Huabuyu kept falling, crushing many branches growing on the cliff, his wounds healed quickly, even the blood did not dry up, so the scars could no longer be seen.

If the heart can be healed in this way, it will no longer suffer from such pain.

But does that count as living?

Memories of past and present life keep reappearing in Huabuyu's mind, and the memory is full of pictures about that person.

The bottom of the cliff is bare, compared to the cold wind howling above the cliff, where even the snow does not come in, so quiet, so quiet that nothing is left.

He did not jump into the gate of the underworld, but fell to the bottom of the valley of claustrophobia.

why not!

Why is he not here!

Huabuyu searched frantically in this dead and silent place.

he must be here...

He must be here!

Since I didn't fall into the underworld, does it also mean...

Like the last life-saving straw, Huabuyu walked forward step by step.

But there is nothing left here, no birds, beasts, snakes, flowers, trees, even bones and dust can't be seen, only endless strange rocks, black, cold, standing there indifferently and rigidly.

Huabuyu didn't know how long she had been looking for, and it seemed that she couldn't reach the end no matter what.

Maybe he can keep searching like this, as long as he hasn't found him, he still has the possibility of surviving.

he will live.

He wanted to take him back, to a place where no one could find him, and spend the rest of his life together in peace.

the other side of the crack.

As Jing Zhan Ruo said, after falling into the gate of the underworld, there are countless ghosts and ghosts waiting there, overwhelmingly surrounded.

The pain of the soul being torn apart is several times that of the physical injury. Just the slightest crack in the soul is enough to make people faint.And the cold and sharp fangs were densely gnawing and tearing at his soul, and there was also the biting coldness of the soul falling into the ice after being eaten.

pain.

More than the sum of all the pain in the past and present life, it tore at his will.

The pain that could not be avoided by fainting or concealed by numbness was deeply engraved into the soul.

It really hurts...

The pain was so painful that even breathing intermittently twitched, but Ji Cangsheng dragged the pain that every inch he moved felt like his whole body was being torn apart, and walked in one direction, step by step.

No.

Can't die yet.

cannot……

He hasn't seen him for the last time, how could he fold himself here...

The heart-wrenching pain made every moment feel like eternity, the whispers of ghosts seemed to disappear, and the consciousness became farther and farther away.

Ji Cangsheng bit the tip of his tongue, but he could hardly feel the pain, but he couldn't stop, he couldn't stop here, he couldn't die...

Can't die.

He could only keep thinking about that person, the person who supported him until now, who lied to him, hurt him, and abandoned him...

It was he, Ji Cangsheng, who was sorry for Hua Buyu, he had never failed the world, but he was the only one who failed him...

Flowers don't speak, can you not hate me.

If there is an afterlife...

I want to pay you back what I owe you one by one.

So, wait for me.

At the end of the underworld, there is a crack, which leads to a place where even ghosts cannot stay, but it is called Death Valley.

When Hua Buyu raised her head, she met those eyes, which were as clear as amber, and there was an indelible affection in the bottom of the eyes.

Ji Cangsheng fell from the crack like a falling butterfly, and his pure white robe made him extremely fragile.

I finally see you again.

Huabuyu hugged the person in his arms, the tears that fell kept blurring his vision, but he couldn't bear to look at him less, the person in his arms was as cold as a living thing, he was too thin, and had always been like this, making him feel sick Distressed.

"Master..." He was trembling like a child who has found his most beloved thing after losing it, looking at him with disbelief and reluctance, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't tell whether it was pain or happiness.

Ji Cangsheng shook his head, held his hand, and, as always, said in a calm voice: "Don't call me Master."

He looked at him with such affection as never before.

"I went in for the sake of Tianyuan Immortal Venerable..."

"Come out, it's for you."

Did I save you?

The pair of fine and soft eyelashes did not flutter anymore, and the quiet eyes like the starry sky became loose, only one person was reflected in it, and there was no world anymore.

Huabuyu watched the light inside dissipate little by little, he couldn't keep it, he couldn't keep anything.He hugged the cold body that had no temperature from the beginning to the end in pain, and called him over and over again.

"Anzhi... Anzhi..."

Anzhi.

Did you hear that.

Can you, don't always push me away, and leave me so easily, leaving nothing behind.

The body in his arms gradually became transparent, as if being penetrated by sunlight, and finally turned into spirit butterflies, floating in the wind.

Did I bring you my thoughts?

To be continued.