After being abandoned by the gods

Blood dripped on the sword with a slap.

Xi Songhan's memory was interrupted, and he was forcibly pulled back to his sanity by the pain in his waist.He looked at the familiar face in front of him, and the strange expression on it, and his eyes couldn't help showing sadness and desolation.

He doesn't know himself anymore...

He didn't recognize himself.

"Daofan, what are you waiting for? Kill him." Bitong's voice sounded coldly behind her.

He Daofan looked flustered and frightened, but still closed his eyes and put his heart on the sidelines, stabbing the sword in Xi Songhan's abdomen, and suddenly inserted a few inches deep.

Xi Songhan's half-stretched hand froze in the air, and blood kept spilling from his mouth.

Bitong seemed to be smiling, and said with satisfaction: "Good job, Daofan, this man is the murderer who killed your parents, the master who bullied you, humiliated you and caused you to have mischief against you, and he also killed your junior brother Bai Fu, you can kill him with your own hands now."

What hurts more than not knowing each other is that he knows and remembers.

Then he stabbed you without hesitation.

Xi Songhan looked at the person in his memory and called out in a low voice: "Daofan..."

The body that wanted to move forward was forced to stop, and the cold sword lay in front of the two of them, like an invisible wall.

Blood drops fell like raindrops.

Xi Songhan's breathing also began to hurt.

"Don't call me that..." He Daofan looked into his eyes, not hate, but fear, fear, trembling, "You killed my father and mother, and you killed Junior Brother Baifu, I know, I've always known, you pretended to be nice to junior brother, but in fact you always wanted to induce lightning to strike him to death, and you wanted junior brother to die."

Xi Songhan's throat choked and he couldn't speak.

He really wanted to die in vain, even if that person might be his master, someone he once loved, but so what?

He didn't care about anything at first, he didn't want anything anymore, and he gave that person his status and godhood, but that person still wanted to kill him, just for the so-called "fate" and to prevent the master's reincarnation from being threatened in the slightest.

But why?

Why should he bear the consequences for the mistakes he made?

He is the one who regrets and blames himself, and he is the one who fell in love with the master, but why is he the one who bears the consequences and faults?

From the moment he walked out of the realm of reincarnation, they were no longer alone, so why should Xi Songhan bear the consequences of Lou Guanxue's mistakes?

Why can't he take revenge?

Why can't he let Lou Guanxue experience the pain of watching his lover die in front of his own eyes?

"I killed your parents, and I wanted to kill your junior brother, but I never thought about...what to do to you."

"It's all like this, don't you think it's okay?" He Daofan asked him crying.

In Wuqing Pavilion's life, He Daofan died in the scuffle where the Ghost King bloodbathed Wuqing Pavilion.

At that time, Xi Songhan had just escaped from Lou Guanxue's hands, but when he came back with a heavy responsibility, he saw only his bloody corpse. He held him in the rain for a long time in silence, with his cheek against his forehead, as if he was thinking about what to do , and as if he didn't believe that he was dead and was waiting for him to wake up, numbness, indifference, calmness, all the unreasonable expressions appeared on his rain-stained face at this time, they all seemed reasonable at this time-he was really panicked Bewildered, confused, bewildered.

Even if he was chased and killed like a dog by Lou Guanxue, he never did this.

The rain of blood drenched his head from the ground up, and he was in an unprecedented embarrassment.

After an unknown amount of time, he buried He Daofan's body.One person and one sword killed the dignitaries in the underworld, because they didn't agree, the King of Hades died, Granny Meng died, Black and White Wuchang also died, and half of the ghosts were wiped out.It took him 300 years to find He Daofan's reincarnation in the mortal world, and then killed all the insiders, including He Daofan's parents, before he could completely get rid of Lou Guanxue's pursuit.

At that time, nearly a thousand years had passed since the melee, and Xi Songhan returned to the Wuqing Pavilion with He Daofan, who was still a child, and then built Penglai, which was later famous in the six worlds, on the ruins.

He had never hoped so strongly that He Daofan could become a fairy, not fly up, but just be a free and easy fairy with no desires or desires.

But Xi Songhan never thought that He Daofan was not asleep at that time. He watched him kill his parents with his own eyes, and then followed him for hundreds of thousands of years pretending to be nothing.

Xi Songhan hardly dares to think about it now, what he wants to do by following him...

During this stalemate, Hua Zanglie, who had been watching the show, stood up.

"Stop, stop hitting."

Everyone turned their heads in unison, and couldn't help being startled when they saw him.

Compared to other people's doubts, Bitong was guilty with naked eyes, he immediately took a few steps back, pretending that he had nothing to do with this farce.

Unexpectedly, Hua Zanglie slid down the branch, and immediately patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "That's right, you've got a lot of skills, you've got a perineum."

The little fox is still a little fox in front of him, even if it grows eight hundred more minds.

He lowered his head and kept silent. If it was the original body, his tail and ears would probably hang to the ground.

After Hua Zanglie glanced past Bitong, he landed directly on Xi Songhan, seeing this face exactly like Lou Guanxue, to be honest, it is impossible not to feel weird in his heart.

But at the same time, he was able to discover that this person was very different from Lou Guanxue.

"Master." Hua Zanglie chose to call him Bai Fu, and the two looked at each other, and the voices could only be heard by each other: "You should understand that the way of heaven will not allow two gods to exist in the six realms, what do you think? With all your strength, how much can you hurt Lou Guanxue?"

Xi Songhan didn't speak, and continued to look at him, waiting for the second half of his sentence.

"Even if you are lucky enough to win against him, what do you think He Daofan—that is, my senior brother—has a chance of winning if he fights with me? What's more, I have two sons. In the end, you are naked, what do you think? Can he still live?"

"Take another [-] steps back, even if you are alive and he is alive, you can guarantee that he will not hate you? He must love you? He must be him?"

"Master..." Xi Songhan called him in a trembling voice, looked up at his indifferent eyes, looked him straight and asked, "Why must I be the one who died?"

Hua Zanglie slowly lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

"I am also your apprentice, am I not? I am your apprentice in this life. He came out of the realm of reincarnation. He came from another world. Why did you kill me instead of him?"

Hua Zanglie met his questioning eyes, and said decisively: "I will keep whoever is valuable."

No, Xi Songhan smiled: "Master, I heard that the Buddha said that you cultivated the path of ruthlessness for him, and you love him."

Hua Zanglie didn't care about the ridicule for a long time, and said with a sneer, "So what? I'm delusional, I'm overconfident, I'm crazy, what do you do?"

Xi Songhan didn't have the slightest intention of mocking him, he put away his smile, and suddenly expressed pity in his cold tone: "Master, you are emotional."

Without waiting for Hua Zanglie to refute, Xi Songhan suddenly drew out a sword, and backhand stabbed He Daofan who was still in a daze.His sword was so fast that few of them could react. Bitong was the first to come back to his senses, and was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Hua Zanglie.

He looked at Hua Zhanlie in puzzlement, but saw that his face was normal, looking at Xi Songhan and the two calmly.

Then a muffled sound was heard.

Bitong turned her head and saw the long sword sinking into her chest.

However, it was Xi Songhan's chest that the long sword sank into.It turned out that when He Daofan was protecting himself, he subconsciously pulled out the sword stabbed in his abdomen, and then plunged into Xi Songhan's chest forcefully.

Just where the heart is.

However, Xi Songhan's sword that originally stabbed He Daofan missed the position, so he didn't hurt him at all.

Bitong was stunned for a moment, and then asked Hua Zanglie: "Would the gods who were fought on the ancient battlefields not be able to beat a mortal?"

Beat it.

He did this to ask for the peace of mind of those who killed him.

Hua Zanglie's technique of attacking the mind has achieved remarkable results. Xi Songhan didn't want to drag He Daofan to die, so he chose to sacrifice himself alone. He knew that he was dead, and Hua Zanglie would not embarrass He Daofan. He also knew that He Daofan had been for thousands of years. There is only hatred for him, and he knows that this He Daofan is no longer the previous He Daofan.

That bright and kind boy would feel guilty because he couldn't cook Ganoderma lucidum soup for him, would feel sad because he couldn't make new snacks for him, and would blush and nod when he made all kinds of unreasonable demands, and then feel embarrassed alone.

When he gets angry, he will cry and say that he is difficult to serve, that he has a strange temper, and that he is annoying, but after kissing and coaxing, he immediately wipes away his tears and becomes very obedient...

That person was never willing to beat him and scold him, let alone stab him with a sword.

Even when he died in his arms, he kept wiping the blood on his clothes, apologizing to him in a low voice while wiping: "I'm sorry... I made your clothes dirty, I'll wipe them clean for you, don't be angry Okay... let me wipe it for you."

Hearing this, his chest seemed to be blocked by a stone.

The rain covered the sky and the sun.No matter how hard he tried, no matter how tightly he hugged him, the person in his arms kept getting colder and gradually became as warm as rainwater.

Suddenly, he remembered that many years ago, when the master died, he cried very sadly, was so sad that he knelt in the rain and couldn't get up.

It's not like today, so indifferent, calm, lonely, lonely, desperate...

It turns out that when a person's grief and pain are too great to bear, he can't cry, he can't speak, and his brain is just blank.

No one knows how Xi Songhan spent the long years alone after He Daofan died. They only know that many years later, when Bai Fu crawled into the emperor's tomb to sleep with the corpse, he saw empathy in his eyes.

"Xisonghan is dead." Hua Zanglie looked at Xisonghan who had turned into little sparks, stretched out his hand, and said in a low voice.

Bitong looked at him with a gentle and worried expression: "Daddy..."

"You always say you hate your father, but in fact you don't want him to die, so you tricked He Daofan to kill Xi Songhan."

Bitong lowered her eyes and said, "I just want the Six Realms to get back on track and return to its original state."

Hua Zanglie looked at He Daofan who was still kneeling on the ground, staring at the sky full of stars and fire in a daze, and couldn't tell if he had more pity and sympathy, or he was more relieved.

Xi Songhan and Lou Guanxue will always die.

Good thing...

The dead one is the one no one cares about.

Hua Zanglie turned and left, ready to go to Lou Guanxue for 33 days, but he was shut down for [-] days.

The author has something to say: Alright, the first pair of vice cp is over, be we are looking forward to the next pair of cp, let's see which pair of be next time