My master is obedient and soft

Holding Wen Yuan's sword blade with both hands, Tan Shu pulled out the scarlet long sword from his body.

Bleeding.

As if he didn't know the pain at all, he stared at Wen Yuan bitterly, his lips trembled and a trace of blood trickled down, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Tan Shu turned around stiffly, and without hesitation continued to send mana to the furnace with all his strength, in an attempt to slow down the bursting time of the furnace.

But the furnace is still expanding little by little, growing slowly... The fragile furnace wall will not be able to withstand the pressure from inside and outside.

Wen Yuan's sword actually missed his heart by an inch. It didn't really pierce his heart, but it pierced a hole below his heart.

Zheqing's hands were tied at this time, and he couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried, and all his strength had already been exhausted. Seeing Wen Yuan at a loss, he yelled at him: "Stop him, you can't!" Let him successfully refine the wraith!"

After Wen Yuan stabbed that sword, he was unable to make any more attacks. His mind was overwhelmed, and the severe pain had completely ruined his sanity. It was the fatal blow after he tried his best to stay awake just now.

It's a pity that Tan Shu was not killed.

Tan Shu looked nervously at the furnace, and suddenly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's coming soon, it's coming soon, hahahahaha..."

The sound of wraiths struggling and colliding in the furnace is getting smaller and smaller, the time is coming, and they will be refined soon.

The furnace body was still expanding, and Tan Shu transferred all his mana to control the furnace, as long as it didn't break before the wraith spirit was refined, as long as it persisted for a while...

Zheqing stared blankly at the chaotic scene in front of him, and a deep sense of powerlessness swept over his whole body. Is there really nothing to do? Is all the efforts I made before really irreversible...

How did it become like this.

Suddenly, a burst of chaotic footsteps and shouting business came towards Wangqingtai.

Zheqing's whole body tensed up in an instant, could it be... Tan Shu and the rescuers?

If this is the case, then this place will really be the burial place for him and Wen Yuan today.

"Xianjun Zheqing! How are you?!" It was Qingli's voice.

Zhe Qing's face was filled with joy, just in time to see Qing Li, Li Ye and a group of demon generals from the Nightmare Realm flying towards the Wangqing Terrace with their mighty imperial swords.

"Are you coming in?" Zheqing asked in surprise.

His first thought was that they were saved.

"Yes, no one will guard against the Demon Lord once he walks through the barrier, but it still took a lot of effort to break through." Qing Li hurriedly ran towards him, but after seeing the terrifying scene at Wangqing Terrace, she was completely shocked. on the spot.

He trembled: "That person is..."

At this time, a person beside Li Ye suddenly roared in vain, "My lord!"

Zheqing took a closer look and saw the spirit pivot who was tied up and kneeling on the ground.They finally captured Lingshu alive.

"My lord! My lord!" Lingshu struggled, but he couldn't break free no matter what. Li Ye suppressed him tightly. Seeing that he was dishonest no matter what, he threatened fiercely: "If you say another word, I will kill you." Cut off your tongue!"

At this time, the crowd of demons who were densely packed behind them finally saw the scene in front of them clearly.

They all met Tan Shu in the battle between immortals and demons, but no one recognized him at this time.

Because no one can connect the gentle, noble and meticulous Lord of the Immortal World with the blood-stained and disheveled madman in front of him.

It was simply unbelievable that such a huge crowd was so silent.

"This is too scary... What on earth is he going to do?"

"And what's that big stove for?"

"This cauldron has risen too much, it looks like it's about to explode!"

As soon as a demon's voice fell, there was only a slight "click", and a fine line appeared on the furnace cauldron.

Then in an instant, the fine lines spread to the surroundings, covering the entire body of the furnace in less than a moment.

Tan Shu looked at it in shock, and repeated in his mouth: "Impossible, impossible..."

He raised his palm, and his powerful mana struck the cauldron again: "Impossible! I will not fail!"

But no matter how much he sent mana to the furnace, it couldn't stop it from slowly shattering.

Tan Shu went crazy, he growled sharply: "Don't break it, don't break it, don't break it now! My soul, my soul hasn't been refined yet!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I planned the year before last, it's impossible to fall short!"

bang.

The huge shock force made people unable to open their eyes, and the things splashed out of the furnace were extremely hot, covering the entire viewing platform in an instant. The scorching people's skin became hot, and even pieces of clothing corners were burned off.

Everyone worked together to prop up an enchantment, which barely protected the entire Wangqing Tower, but luckily it was not collapsed by the huge impact.

Qing Li was still struggling to untie the black iron chain on Zheqing's hand, but no matter how he tried to untie it, he couldn't untie it. He was so angry that he took his sword and slashed several times, almost hitting Zheqing's hand.

"Damn, what the hell did the Demon Lord get you!"

Zheqing looked at him dumbfounded: "Forget it."

Zheqing raised his head, and suddenly saw many black shadows floating in the sky.

They are very light, and when they are gently blown by the wind, they change into various shapes. Against the backdrop of the sun, they seem to be covered with little stars, slowly floating around.

Tan Shu lost his strength in an instant. He fell to the ground, looked up in a daze at the resentful spirits that had been accumulated for thousands of years, and said blankly, "No..."

The furnace burst completely, and all the souls inside were released at the last moment of refining.

A small black shadow gently floated to Qingli's shoulder, he looked at it curiously, and asked Zheqing: "Xianjun, what is this?"

Zheqing straightened up with great effort, leaned close to his shoulder, and blew lightly, that lonely soul floated to the world together with the army.

He smiled slightly, "It's the souls of mortals, they are going home."

Tanshu's plan failed.

The furnace burst, the soul returned to the world, and his thousand-year dream was also burned.

As if he wanted to lose his mind, he kept looking at the sky and murmured, "How could this be?"

Two lines of tears flowed down, dizzying a large swath of blood on his face. This former celestial venerable is now like a lost child.

"Then what about Xiaoxiao?"

Tan Shu stretched out his hand to grab, but couldn't catch anything.

He looked at the empty palm, at the shattered furnace, but finally realized at this moment, "Xiaoxiao is dead...he is dead...he can't come back."

He touched his heart, even though a big hole had been pierced by Wen Yuan's sword, his own heart was still beating.

Tears dripped down on the ground drop by drop.

"Why...why, I just want you to live, is it so difficult?"

"Why does Heaven treat you and me unfairly?"

With his fingers curled up, he knelt down in the bloody water on the ground, and murmured: "Without you, what use is it for me to have these Three Realms."

The demon soldiers surrounded Tan Shuli several times on the third floor and the third floor, and all of them stared at him intently with their swords in their hands.

But he seemed to have no sense of resistance, and his whole person had become hollow.

Zheqing pushed aside the crowd, walked up to Tan Shu, and stood still in front of him.

A piece of clothes and a pair of slender and delicate shoes appeared in front of Tan Shu's eyes, very much like the scene when he saw Ling Xiao for the first time.

That year's Nanfeng Pavilion had a very high flower platform, and that person broke into his sight unexpectedly. He stood under the high platform, watched him dance lightly, and had a panoramic view of the scenery of his clothes.

With just one glance, it became his life longing.

A light suddenly appeared in Tan Shu's eyes, he slowly raised his head, and called out: "Ling Xiao..."

Zhe Qing frowned.

Tan Shu reacted and twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's you."

Zheqing looked at him, feeling a little sad in his heart.

A poor person must have something to hate, and a hateful person must have pitiful suffering.

Tan Shu is not pitiful, but very sad.

Zheqing looked at him and said, "If Ling Xiao is still alive, he definitely doesn't want to see you become like this."

Tan Shu lowered his head slowly, without speaking.

He continued: "At the beginning, he blocked the punishment of heaven for you, just to let you live well."

"Maybe he doesn't want you to avenge him, maybe he doesn't want you to sacrifice so much for him, the whole world."

In fact, Tan Shu also understood these words, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't watch the person he loved the most die in front of him, and he couldn't live alone without him.

Zheqing actually understood Ling Xiao's actions at that time very well, and he also knew Tan Shu's heart very well. He did not agree with his actions, but he had a deep understanding.

Maybe it is really good fortune to trick people. God gave them a wonderful first encounter, but did not give them a perfect ending.

If everything in this world is perfect, then everyone will not experience birth, old age, sickness and death. The reason why people are small is that they cannot resist fate at all.

But such an insignificant person can still give his life for the one he loves without hesitation in the face of God's punishment.

Zheqing sighed.

In fact, he had a lot of things to say, such as dissuading Tanshu, persuading him to turn back, and even cursing him, but in the end he couldn't say a word, only a long sigh remained.

He has done so many bad things and made such a big mistake, but this time it is not so easy to redeem.

In the end, Zheqing only said what he was most concerned about: "Tanshu, immediately release the control on Wenyuan."

Tan Shu didn't speak for a long time, Zhe Qing slowly clenched his fists and frowned.

He heard Tan Shu smile lightly: "It's useless."

Zheqing's heart sank: "What do you mean?"

Tan Shu wanted to say something, but closed his mouth before speaking, and finally shook his head: "Unless the deity is dead, Wen Yuan will never be free."

"You!" Zhe Qing raised his foot and kicked Tan Shu on his shoulder, knocking Tan Shu to the ground, he gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "You bastard!"

If it weren't for the fact that his hands were still bound by black iron chains, he would have drawn out his sword and stabbed him a few more holes. Is this stubborn guy, with all the words he just said to persuade him, all nonsense? !

At this time, a soldier of the Demon Race suddenly shouted at Zheqing: "Xianjun, come and see the Demon Lord, he, he..."

The author has something to say: Sorry for the lateness, this chapter is very difficult to write.

I actually like the couple Tan Shu and Ling Xiao very, very much, madly criticizing the beauty attack x the gentle young lady.

The original setting of this pair is the worst in the whole book, but I guarantee that there will be an ending worthy of them in the end.