Six Realms Love Robbery

sound came.

Jian Lingtian suddenly raised his head and glared at the visitor, "Shut up! Old bastard!"

The person who came was Yi Junxing.

Yi Junxing was also seriously injured and was in a panic. He looked at the heartbroken Jian Lingtian indifferently with his dark eyes, and a disdainful smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "But... I have a way to let you go to the ghost town alive. Hell, save his soul!"

Jian Lingtian suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the next moment, his expression immediately turned suspicious, "You are so kind?"

"After all, Qingchen and I grew up together. We have a deep friendship as a teacher and brother. I don't want to see him die. Jian Lingtian, if you sincerely want to save Yi Qingchen, follow me!"

After Yi Junxing finished speaking, there was a hint of sinister calculation in his eyes, and he turned around slowly, his handsome and tall figure gradually disappeared into the vast night.

Jian Lingtian silently watched his disappearing figure, and said to Zixian, "Aunt Zixian, please help me protect Master's body. I'll come as soon as I go!"

"Well, good, you have to be more careful in everything." Zixian took Yi Qingchen's body and told him.

Jian Lingtian nodded, and chased after Yi Junxing's back.

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Episode 13 Sad!say goodbye

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This battle between immortals and demons is finally over.

After counting the number of casualties, everyone was deeply shocked by the tragic extent of the battle.

Dozens of top masters in the world of cultivating immortals all fell.Hundreds of highly cultivated elders from the Yaozu also died bravely in battle.Only a very few people survived, but they were either broken limbs and lame, or they were seriously injured, and it took a long time to barely recover.

Mu Longjue felt more tired than ever before.

However, the revenge for killing his father has not been avenged, and the Symphony Demon Crystal has not yet been found. All these problems linger in his heart and cannot be shaken off.

Under the bright moon, in the breeze, how much is the world of mortals, who do you share your sorrow with?

Remains broken, telling about the thrilling battle that he had just experienced, green grass and red flowers, opened a new chapter.The stories of sunrise and sunset, rise and fall, ups and downs, joys and sorrows, are all in the spring water of that river.

The bright moon hangs high, and in the quiet night, there is a faint and melodious flute sound.

Mu Longjue sat on a cliff with lush trees, looked at the bright moon in the distance, and played the flute silently by himself.

After a busy day of settling the monster warriors, he only feels tired and wants to have a quiet time.

"Snap" a pair of hands suddenly covered his eyes.

"Take it away, idiot." Mu Longjue spat out two words coldly.

"Heh... how do you know it's me..." Jian Xinghe let go of his hand angrily, and sat beside him.

"Apart from you, is there anyone more boring and idiotic in the world?" Mu Longjue said.

"Don't say that, I am such a kind, pure and brave man, how many people in the world..." Jian Xinghe said with a big grin.

"..."

"By the way, you were blowing so engrossed just now, what were you thinking?" Jian Xinghe asked.

"It has nothing to do with you." Mu Longjue replied.

"...Okay," Jian Xinghe replied resentfully, "Then what are you going to do in the future?"

Mu Longjue said, "I'm leaving tomorrow."

"What!? Tomorrow?" Jian Xinghe looked disappointed, "...Then will you still come to me if you have something to do?"

Mu Longjue paused for a moment, "Let's talk about it."

"By the way! Why don't you leave now, our Minghua Sword Sect has a lot of beautiful scenery, let me take you for a walk first, how about playing for a few more days?"

"Don't go."

"There are so many delicious..."

"Don't eat."

"Then you have to take me away."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"It's nothing."

"..."

The two were silent again.

As the breeze blew, a strand of long hair fell on Mulong's beautiful side face.

Jian Xinghe couldn't help but dial.

"What are you doing?" Mu Longjue stretched out a hand to block it vigilantly.

"Hair is messed up." Jian Xinghe withdrew his hand and sighed.

"Listen to me, don't touch me unless necessary." Mu Longjue said.

"Okay, listen to you."

Mu Longjue looked into the distance and said, "You don't have to follow me in everything, you should do your own thing and find your own ideals, instead of doing nothing every day and wasting your time. You must know that life is precious, and you human beings Life is even more short, and we should race against time to develop ourselves."

Jian Xinghe replied, "But because life is short, we need to find happiness, spend more time with the people we like, then life will be full of joy. People, it is because they have rich emotions that they live colorful lives. This is also I am proud of being a human being, of course, you open-minded monsters can also have beautiful love~~~~~~"

Mu Longjue said, "But if your unilateral joy causes a lot of trouble to others, isn't it too unreasonable?"

Jian Xinghe turned his head and looked at Mu Longjue, "...Is that so, I'm sorry."

"Forget it, don't say that..." Mu Longjue said, lowering his head and rubbing the flute in his hand, "Actually, Xinghe, I think you're not bad, and it's okay to make friends in the future. As for the others..."

"I know," Jian Xinghe said with a lonely face, "I will...not harass you anymore, you have to leave tomorrow, just go..."

Mu Longjue nodded, turned around, picked up the little jade flute, and continued to play the melodious sound of the flute. His starry eyes were shining, really beautiful.

Jian Xinghe looked at him, very happy, but when he thought about the separation tomorrow, and never seeing him again, he felt infinitely sad...

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one year later.

Minghua Sword Sect.

The night of Xiaoqing Peak is quiet and beautiful.

In the courtyard of Yujing Pavilion, a figure was sitting lonely.

A stack of white paper money fell from her hand, sprinkled lightly on the brazier, wrinkled, twisted, blackened, and finally turned into a small ball of ashes, blown away by the wind, without a trace.

It's like every life that has ever existed in the world has turned into nothingness in the end.

Tears fell drop by drop, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help sobbing.

Zixian's eyes were red and her expression was infinitely lonely.

I recalled when I was young, senior brother Junxing was serious and strong, and senior brother Qingchen was gentle and amiable. The three of them, holding hands, ran up and down the mountain of Ming Hua Jianzong, chasing butterflies and catching grasshoppers. How wonderful it would be, what a pity Now……

"Aunt Zixian..." Jian Xinghe walked over from another corner of the courtyard, sat beside Zixian, looked at the brazier, picked up a stack of paper money, and sent it to the basin.

The two were silent, missing the deceased, and didn't know what to say for a while.

"Hey, it's been a year. That child Ling Tian hasn't come back since that day. I don't know what's going on. I won't bring some to your uncle, so that he won't have anything to eat or wear down there..." Zixian tried her best to sort out her thoughts, wiped away her tears, raised her eyebrows, and said with a calm face.

"Aunt Zixian, tell me, my uncle is so nice, how could he accept such a demon as his apprentice?" Jian Xinghe said softly.

"Evil fate, it's all evil fate..." Zixian sighed, "If your master uncle hadn't met Tian'er, he wouldn't have suffered so much, so many hardships, maybe, he would have cultivated a long time ago and ascended to heaven. It's fairyland."

"Why is this happening?" Jian Xinghe asked puzzled.

Zixian sighed, "This is not something that can be answered in one or two sentences. In fact, the most difficult thing in the world is one word, love. If you are moved by love, you will feel as happy and happy as a fairy, and at the same time , can also make people feel the endless pain of falling into hell. From love to hatred, it is even more hate to hate."

"..."

"I think back then, when your uncle met Tian'er for the first time. In that year, a great war broke out between the human world and the demon world. At that time, Master Xuanji, the head of the Minghua Sword Sect, was also known as Jun. Brother Xing and Qingchen's master led the Alliance of Immortal Cultivators to successfully counterattack the territory of the Demon Realm—Xihai Blood Abyss..."

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Time went back to that time...

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In the temple of Xihai Xueyuan, immortal cultivators and demon soldiers hacked and killed each other, dead bodies were everywhere, blood flowed into rivers, and it was a tragic scene.

"The Demon Lord has been killed by us, everyone continues to attack, we must find the son of the Demon Lord and wipe him out! Whoever finds and kills the son of the Demon Lord first will win the supreme glory!——" Xuanji Daoist holds a long Jian, dressed in a gray-white robe and with a long white beard, tried his best to command loudly.

"Kill!——" Immortal cultivators swarmed up, stepped on flying swords, rushed into the backyard through the clouds and fog, desperately searching for the only son of the Demon Lord.

The young Yi Qingchen, holding the Yuyu Liuguang sword, also slipped in with the large army, but he was not interested in searching for the son of the Demon Lord, but curiously found a small remote courtyard.

Lotus pond, small bridge, orchid pavilion, flowing water...

If it wasn't for the eternal night and the red moon, this place would be almost the same as the backyard of an ordinary rich family in the world.

It was quiet, there was no sound of killing at all.

I didn't even see the shadow of a magic soldier guard.

"Wow... wow..." Suddenly, a very small cry of a baby reached Yi Qingchen's ears.

He pushed open a door in surprise and found a baby who was still in swaddling clothes!

The chubby little face, pink and tender little hands, kicking little feet, and a pair of hazy eyes that are half open, are extremely cute.

The demon's unique emblem on the left chest proves that he is the son of the demon king!

The cruel, ruthless, murderous son of the demon king.

Kill him, and you can make meritorious service to the human world!

Yi Qingchen raised the Yuyu Flowing Sword with both hands, and slashed down! ——

The moment the sword tip was about to touch the baby's neck...

The baby's small body twisted a little, and looked at Yi Qingchen with two big black grape-like eyes, and smiled "chichi"