I Excavated an Emperor to Become a Wife.

If it is placed in summer, the sky at this moment should be very bright. This is winter, the nights are relatively long, the sky is full of dark clouds, and it is still pitch black at this moment.

Su Jingmo's attack was much weaker than before, Lin Zuo knew that this was reaching its limit, and the battle would definitely end at dawn.

The unjust ghosts who escaped from the tomb not long ago were still crowded within the range of his ghostly aura, but now... they have disappeared by [-]% or [-]%... Su Jingmo himself knows that his soul is already weakened, Now he is even more reckless to leave the tomb, the tomb has been collapsed, he is afraid that he will not have two hours.

If Lin Zuo doesn't kill, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart. Although he has fallen to the limit, Lin Zuo's injury is not serious, and his soul is damaged. This man perishes with him.

……But

However, he wanted to see Tan Cheng.

I still want to save this incomplete soul to meet him...

, Su Jingmo suddenly didn't want to pay attention to the hatred in his lifetime, what's the use?His hatred can be eliminated by just killing Lin Zuo?Lin Zuo was right in one sentence, if it wasn't for the group of so-called immortals in the sky to help the flames, how could Lin Zuo erase the history of more than 200 years?

He killed Lin Zuo, but he couldn't kill the immortals behind the scenes. After one Lin Zuo died, the second and third 'Lin Zuo' would erase Daxu.

While thoughts were flying, a familiar figure appeared at the foot of Qiongshan Mountain, Su Jingmo's heart trembled slightly, and he looked down the mountain.He wanted to see Tan Cheng, so Tan Cheng came to see him.

The sword raised in his hand was slowly lowered.

Lin Zuo is not like Su Jingmo. More than 1000 years ago, he was forced by the monk Xu Yun to destroy his immortal body, so he could only live in the body of Su Jingyan. Now, more than 1000 years later, without Xu Yun, he would be Su Jingmo, a mortal, has lost his mind and soul!How can he not hate, how can he bear it?Sensing Su Jingmo's hesitation, Lin Zuo's eyes lit up.

He will not lose to mortals, how can he lose to mortals!

Lin Zuo, who had already been enchanted, jumped out of the chaotic rocks, and rushed towards Su Jingmo at an extremely fast speed!

Above the collapsed mountain, a golden light suddenly flashed in the dark sky, attacking towards a place darker than the dark night.

Tan Cheng stumbled and rushed to the foot of Qiongshan Mountain. He knew who was wrapped in the darkness... This scene fell on Tan Cheng's eyes, and his heart was so cold at that moment, he shouted hoarsely with a trembling voice: "Jing Mo! Be careful! "

It was too late for this cry. When Su Jingmo sensed Lin Zuo approaching, he could no longer dodge. Su Jingmo could only use the remaining ghost energy to swing the hilt in his hand, and the sword that could sever souls would kill Lin Zuo. The spirit pierced through, and at the same time Lin Zuo's scattered soul seal also landed on him.

"I won..." The body belonging to Su Jingyan opened his eyes wide with a ferocious smile, and slowly fell down.

However, Su Jingmo has no time to take care of it.

San Hun Yin is a set of exercises created by Zhang Daoling, the ancestor of heavenly master Zhang Daoling, to destroy gods and kill ghosts. Although created, future generations must never use it.

Because this technique is not only as simple as exorcising ghosts, but can even drive away all ghosts. Such an unkind technique is naturally not allowed to be used.However, it is just not allowed to use it, but it does not restrict Taoist priests from learning. They say one thing and do another thing. After all, these immortals all look like this.

Being hit by the dispersing soul seal, Su Jingmo only felt the soul tremble at that moment, like thousands of insects and ants gnawed, and became riddled with holes. Floating in the air!His mind was already in chaos, and he felt that his consciousness was collapsing little by little, so Su Jingmo was not in a hurry.

Originally, he knew his end, didn't he?Now that it is like this, it is just a few hours earlier for the soul to fly away...

Turning sideways and looking at Lin Zuo, several beams of light radiated from the body and floated into the distance. Su Jingmo figured out what it was, and didn't know whether Lin Zuo was dead or fled, but even if Lin Zuo didn't die, That sword pierced through the soul, and he would not even think about turning into a human for a thousand years.

Thinking of this, Su Jingmo felt relieved. In fact, he was relieved a long time ago. He has been dead for more than 600 years, and he has persisted for 600 years. Although he did not guard the tomb, at least he can be sure that even without this Tomb, in the future there will be someone who will dig out the secret of Daxu for him.

Maybe it's the relief, or maybe it's an illusion, slowly floating down from the air, Su Jingmo actually felt that the speed of the soul dissipating was slower.

At the foot of the mountain, Tan Cheng climbed up the ruined walls, desperately climbing to Su Jingmo's place, and Su Jingmo also walked towards Tan Cheng step by step.

The rain mixed with icy debris stopped at some point, and the dark clouds all over the sky began to dissipate little by little. When the two stood in front of each other, the eastern sky shone with light.

But Tan Cheng could only see the outline of the person in front of him...

There seemed to be a sharp opening in the heart, and the blood was rushing. The indistinct outline of the man in front of him was like a sharp knife stirring the bloody heart, and the breath was stuck in his throat, making Tan Cheng almost unable to breathe. breathe.

Slowly walking forward, the trembling hands in the depths wanted to embrace the person in front of him, but they couldn't touch anything.

Unwilling to give up, Tan Cheng rushed forward, but passed straight through Su Jingmo's soul body, as if passing through the air.

Staring blankly at his hands, Tan Cheng bent his back and fell to his knees with a plop, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Tan Cheng's laughter came from behind, and Su Jingmo couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, and fisted his hands.Tan Cheng was laughing, but the laughter was too empty and sad, he was just screaming at the sky with this smile...

Su Jingmo didn't dare to look back, even for a glance.

"You should know that sooner or later I will walk on this road." Su Jingmo opened his eyes and said in a low voice: "It's better to let go."

Tan Cheng didn't answer, not because he didn't hear, but because he didn't want to answer.

lay down?How could it be possible to let go!

For some reason, Tan Cheng felt that his heart was torn into pieces. He thought it was crying, but he laughed out loud. The tears in his eyes couldn't help but slipped down, and his heart began to tremble and hurt...

Tan Cheng opened his mouth slowly and said in a hoarse voice, "I love you...Su Jingmo...I really love you..."

Su Jingmo smiled slightly, "I know..."

"I want to be with you every day, every night, every moment in the future." Tan Cheng stood up and walked to Su Jingmo step by step, staring at the person he loved so much, "I'll be with you Let's go, okay?"

Su Jingmo shook his head, "Tan Cheng, I'm already dead."

"I know!"

"And I'm not going to be reincarnated now,"

"I'll accompany you!"

"That's soul flying away! There is no afterlife or this life, even if you follow me..." Su Jingmo smiled wryly, "You can't accompany me."

"I can't let you leave like this," Tan Cheng, who was already confused, picked up the sword that Su Jingmo had dropped on the ground, and pulled it out of the scabbard without saying a word.

Su Jingmo's face darkened suddenly, and he rushed up to stop him, but found that he couldn't touch Tan Cheng at all, so he hurriedly picked up the hilt and pulled the sword from Tan Cheng's hand, and Tan Cheng's neck was cut open , Slowly oozing blood red, Su Jingmo was so angry that he took the hilt of his sword and threw it at Tan Cheng.

it is good.very good.

"Do you want my last sustenance to be destroyed?" Su Jingmo's voice trembled slightly, and he said sharply, "If I knew you didn't cherish your life, why would I have saved you back then!"

"But you never asked me if I wanted to live!"

"Then what do you want me to do!" Su Jingmo said angrily, "Do you know, Tan Cheng, although Su Jingmo's heart is cold, I'm not dead."

"There is such a fool in the world that I can control, and there is such a fool who clearly knows my plan, but he said to me, 'He is willing'." Su Jingmo stared at Tan Cheng in front of him, "How can I not be swayed... ..."

"But, I'm really willing," Tan Cheng walked forward, holding Su Jingmo's face in his hands, tears streaming from his eyes, "You just use me..."

Su Jingmo thought that when he was making a decision, he looked away, but looking at Tan Cheng's appearance...his heart ached, "...you said you were reluctant to let me guard the tomb alone... Now how can I be willing to…”

He had thought that if he disappeared, in the next few decades, without him in this world, the living Tan Cheng would definitely marry a wife and have children. He thought that the infatuation that should belong to him would be given to others, and the love that should belong to him would be given to others. Another woman and child will live in the embrace...

But, just thinking about it like this, he actually hates that woman who hasn't appeared yet...

He, Su Jingmo, never let people spy on his things.It's not that he didn't think about taking this feeling away, taking Tan Cheng away with him, so that the woman and their child wouldn't appear.What belongs to him, he doesn't give it to others, and this person's gaze belongs to him forever and ever...

However, he couldn't do it after all, not because he was convinced that Tan Cheng could dig Daxu out of the long river of history for him, but because he couldn't bear to...couldn't bear this man to keep guarding in that tomb year after year, I can't bear to trample on this person's love for him, let alone ruin this person's future...

Seeing Qu Zhiwen rushing over behind Tan Cheng through Tan Cheng's shoulder, Su Jingmo smiled slightly,

"Tan Cheng Let me ask you, do you really want to die with me?"

"Correct."

"you like me?"

"I love you."

"Then promise me something, okay?"

Looking at Qu Zhiwen for a moment, Su Jingmo nodded at Qu Zhiwen,

Qu Zhiwen sighed slightly with complicated eyes. Before Tan Cheng could answer, he drew a pentagram with his fingertips and flew towards Tan Cheng.

Watching the tall and thin young man in front of him lose consciousness and collapse to the ground,

Su Jingmo smiled and stared straight ahead,

"...promise me that in the next few decades, don't fall in love with others... okay..."

Only this time, no one responded to his words.