In an unremarkable earthen house of Xuantianzong, on the messy floor, lay a naked young man.

He is disheveled and unkempt, and he has long lost his original appearance. His bare skin is covered with bruises and bruises, and the marks of whiplash and love are clearly visible!

He just lay on the ground like this, with his limbs wide open, twisted at a strange angle, breathing intermittently, and he didn't even have the strength to twist his lower neck.

Gu Lin stared blankly at the roof, feeling the remaining aura that was used to maintain life passing away from his body little by little. He knew that everything was coming to an end.

He was trapped in these three years, and he was harvested by that person for three years. Now that his dantian is exhausted, he is not far from death.

Oh, is it finally over?

I thought he was considered the son of the cultivators since he was a child, but when he was ten years old, his family was wiped out, and he was reduced from a arrogant dragon to an ant overnight. I thought it was a god-given marriage, and I was willing to be a Taoist couple with him, but I didn't want to be tricked here the day before the grand ceremony, cut off the roots, broken the bones, and tortured in every possible way. !

At this moment, the door opened, and he saw the person who made him want to eat his flesh—Wu Feng, came in wearing a red groom's suit, and kicked him mercilessly, "How about it, have you thought about it. Don't worry, For the sake of past affection, as long as you hand over the Gu family's weapon spiritual master inheritance, I will save your life and love you as much as before."

After being abused for three years, Gu Lin's body has long been used to the pain, and he just stared at the glaring red body motionlessly. By the way, tomorrow is the joint double cultivation between this person and the young master of the Li family, one of the four great immortal families. The day of the ceremony.

Today, three years ago, he was also wearing this clothes and whispering to himself to lure him here.

He said he will always love himself.

He said that he only wanted to guard himself for the rest of his life.

He said that Gu Lin alone is enough in this world.

However, in the next second, he hurt himself...

Save his life?

Still the same as before?

As if hearing the funniest joke in the world, Gu Lin pulled the corner of his mouth with great effort, revealing a sarcastic smile.

Wu Feng was a little guilty, his eyes flickered, he kicked hard again, and shouted: "Don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine! You are as cheap as your family, and you shouldn't have your life in the Gu family!"

"You!" Gu Lin was taken aback. He only thought that this person was heartless and heartless, but he didn't want the matter of the Gu family's destruction to be related to this person. Looking back on everything before, his eyes were tearing apart, and he wished to cut him into pieces, but he forgot that he had already It was a residual candle in the wind. After barely uttering a word, the last trace of aura escaped. No matter how unwilling it was, it finally swallowed its last breath and became a remnant soul in this world.

Unwilling and resentful, he could only watch helplessly as the villain threw his body to share with the wild beasts. If he wanted to blame him, he could only blame himself for believing in the wrong person.

On the second day, the grand ceremony remained the same.

He looked at every inch of the newly decorated Xuanxianzong, watched the couple concluding the contract under the auspices of the head of the sect, and watched everyone toast and send blessings.

It seems that everyone has forgotten the self who should have stood in the position of the young master of the Li family three years ago today.

The remnant soul existed for a very short time. Soon, it was dark and the ceremony was still going on, but Gu Lin felt that his soul body was gradually melting.

No matter how much he hates, he can only turn into a piece of dust in the end. If he is not reconciled, so what can he do.

His vision became more and more blurred. In a trance, he seemed to see a person standing in front of a solitary grave, with white clothes, black hair, and cold as frost...

And engraved on the tombstone is his own name.

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