The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

"Qiongtian, don't worry." Jiang Zi read, "I won't die."

After leaving this time, he would be lost in the torrent of time at most, but he himself has no physical body, only his soul is left, so death does not matter.

Time can only make the body disappear, but it cannot make the soul dissipate.

And this is the only way for him to return to the original world.

No matter how good Dongyang Jun is, it's not him after all.

Jiang Zinian was already tired of living in someone else's skin, and was also tired of being forced to go through those plots over and over again.

He is not Dongyang Jun.

No matter how dangerous it is this time, he will try it.

Qiongtian still looked at him angrily, he seemed to have vaguely understood what he was going to do, Jiang Zinian even saw the corners of his eyes slightly red.

"why...."

Qiongtian's voice was almost hoarse.

He tried his best to break free from the rope that bound him, but the rope only bound him tighter and tighter.

In the end, the rope was almost pulled into the flesh of Qiong Tian, ​​leaving streaks of blood.

How could Qiongtian not know that once the golden rope was bound, it would be impossible to escape.

The weak water seemed to have suddenly risen a lot, originally it was just over Jiang Zinian's shoulder, but now it suddenly rose to Jiang Zinian's neck.

The front is a deep water area, just a few steps forward, once Jiang Zi Nian is really submerged in weak water, even if the gods of heaven are here, they will not be able to save him.

Some of the weak water brushed past his chin, but Jiang Zinian just stood there, he didn't seem to care at all, letting the weak water splash on his face little by little.

Wet his face even more.

Some drops of water even reluctantly slid across his forehead and eyebrows, and rolled a few times under his chin before slipping down.

Lord Dongyang has clear eyebrows and eyes, and in the middle of the water, he looks like a water elf.

He could only hear him say: "Only when I disappear, will everything return to its original state."

"Only if I disappear, you will win that battle, and you will still be the supreme being in the demon world, in the sky and on earth, in the entire demon world, you will be the only one."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Qiongtian was just staring at him deeply.

The circles of his eyes were slightly red, but the way he looked at Jiang Zinian turned from anger to almost viciousness.

Qiong Tian said: "You are really cruel."

After finishing this sentence, Qiongtian suddenly smiled lightly.

With this smile, his eyes were filled with endless desolation.

"If you really don't want to be with me, why did you appear in front of me at the bottom of this cliff and give me hope?"

Qiongtian had been looking for Jiang Zinian at the bottom of the cliff for three years. The day Jiang Zinian appeared in front of him out of thin air, Qiongtian no longer cared how he appeared, nor why he appeared. Where did death go?

All these doubts are not worth a real him.

But it all came to an end.

Qiongtian did not expect that one day, the doubts in his heart would become reality.

"Even if you are destined to leave me, what are you talking about for my good?"

There are more and more smiles on Qiongtian's face, and more and more collapse and grief.

He said: "Three years ago, I watched you jump in front of me with my own eyes."

"That scene tortured me for three years."

"Now, you want to repeat this scene in front of me again, do you want me to watch you drown in this water with my own eyes..."

Qiong Tian's laughter became more and more hoarse.

Those sad and hoarse laughs seemed to dig out my whole heart, and squeeze out the last bit of love in my heart.

Jiang Zinian fell silent.

Qiong Tian smiled and looked at him suddenly, his face seemed to be really happy.

He said: "What is the position of the devil, what is the only one..."

The smile on his face was almost insane.

Qiongtian said to him, "I just want to ask you one question."

"During these days, have you ever really liked me?"

Qiongtian was in the weak water, his face was defeated, full of sadness, his golden eyes flickered slightly.

Those golden eyes once looked at him so tenderly, but now there is only endless silence and coldness in them.

He stared at Jiang Zinian closely, as if grasping at his last straw.

The sound of the weak water was endless, and the dark weak water slapped the river bank over and over again.

At this moment, a little sun rose in the sky.

That light illuminated the expression on Jiang Zi's face more clearly.

Mr. Dongyang's skin was as white as snow, but at this moment, it seemed to be pale and pale.

Jiang Zinian knew that he couldn't say such words to anyone.

That part of his heart seemed to have been missing for too long.

Jiang Zinian saw the glint in the eyes of Qiongtian when he was looking at him at this moment.

But Jiang Zinian lowered his eyes, he slightly pursed his lips, and said, "I'm sorry."

This very light and cold sentence is enough to completely defeat Qiongtian.

Jiang Zinian saw the deep stunned look in Qiongtian's eyes, followed by the pain that pierced his bones.

If you don't love, then why the marriages and weddings these days are all his imagination...?

Jiang Zinian saw that almost the whole body of Qiongtian was trembling slightly, and Qiongtian also felt that a certain part of his head exploded suddenly, and his heart was full of grief, which made him dizzy, almost difficult to stand upright, and almost fell down.

He couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood from his throat.

Qiongtian's complexion was as pale as paper, and he seemed to have suffered from a serious illness.

Seeing the worried expression on Jiang Zi Nian's face, he immediately became furious and said, "Get out..."

The golden rope was suddenly broken by the soaring aura of his body, but in just a moment, the golden rope tightly bound the sky again.

"get out....."

Drowning, or dying, has nothing to do with him...

Since he doesn't love him, why should he spend all his time thinking about this person, and why should he ruin his whole heart for this person.

It's ridiculous...

Qiongtian smiled, but the circles of his eyes became redder.

His eyes felt a little wet.

The weak water splashed on his face.

Jiang Zinian looked at the sky, and said, "I don't belong to this world."

"I'm not called Dongyang either."

Jiang Zinian looked up at Qiongtian, and he said, "Qiaotian, my name is Jiang Zinian."

Qiongtian stared at him fixedly, his golden eyes seemed to have gradually withered, he looked at him and did not speak.

"Only when I go back, everything will go back to the way it was."

Only in this way can the future sky be able to live in peace.

Now, the big picture is set.

In this war, they will undoubtedly lose.

The fate of Qiongtian is really unpredictable. If the Qiongtian here dies, the future Qiongtian will no longer exist.

He couldn't just watch him die.

All of this started because of him, so it should end with him.

There are too many reasons combined.

He cannot stay here.

The only way to solve all this is to jump into this weak water and disappear in this world.

He disappears and everything will return to the way it was.

Because he himself does not belong to this world, after he disappears, the world will automatically erase his existence.

It was as if he never existed.

Sky will forget all this.

Forget that they ever had such a time.

I will also forget the pain of today.

In this way, everything will develop according to the original trend, and after 50 years, they will meet again, and he will still be the Demon Lord looking down on the world.

So, isn't it the best choice?

He knew that maybe the current Qiongtian couldn't understand, but he thought that this was the best way to break out of the current predicament, compared to waiting to die here.

Jiang Zinian took one last look at Qiongtian, and said softly, "Qiaotian, you will forget me."

No pain, no discomfort.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Zinian had a flash of inspiration, and the golden rope that bound Qiongtian suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light, and that light instantly pushed Qiongtian from the weak water to the shore.

When Qiongtian turned his head, he saw that the weak water had gradually submerged into Jiang Zinian's head.

The man was already drowning in weak water.

There was no trace of Jiang Zinian on the water.

Qiongtian looked at the weak water, and the golden rope on his body bound him tighter and tighter.

The moment Jiang Zinian was submerged by the weak water, a huge burst of light burst out from the bank of the weak water.

At the last moment, a huge burst of spiritual energy burst out from Qiongtian's body, as if he wanted to snatch his Dongyang back from the weak water, but that burst of spiritual energy was like the light of a firefly in front of the huge light.

He was coughed up a mouthful of blood in a rebound.

His face was already full of tears.

After a while, the light gradually dissipated.

The golden rope on his body is now scattered aside because there is no support from the user's aura.

After a long time, Qiongtian stretched out his hand and wiped the wetness on his face slightly.

He looked at the tears on his fingertips in a daze.

Are these his tears...

He raised his eyes and looked at the bank of the weak water, and there were still a few strands of grief that could not be dissipated in his heart.

Qiongtian looked at the strangle marks on his body, several of which were already visible to the bone, it was hard to imagine how hard he struggled to have such strangle marks.

Looking at the tears on his fingertips, Qiong Tian only felt that his heart was empty.

At this moment, there is the sound of water not far away, and the sun shines through the dark clouds. Today's weak water seems to be extraordinarily peaceful.

Qiongtian looked at the dark and quiet Ruoshui, his golden eyes sank slightly, he vaguely felt that... he seemed to have forgotten something.

50 years later.

On this day, Qiongtian had a dream.

It has been a year since Jiang Zinian jumped into the mirror of reincarnation in Xuanguang Pavilion, and no one has found him in this year.

Qiongtian sent people to search everywhere, but they couldn't find any trace of him.

He seldom dreams, perhaps these days when he tidied up the old things, it was inevitable that he would feel hurt by the scene and think too much, so he actually dreamed.

In the dream, he married Dongyang.

It's a wonderful dream.

But later, Dongyang told him that he didn't like him.

So, he left him alone.

This dream seems to have been in the sky for too long.

He almost thought he wouldn't wake up.

When he woke up, Qiongtian found some cold sweat oozing from his back.

When he raised his hand, he found that he was still holding a few glass beads.

Qiongtian stared at the crystal clear glass beads for a long time.

He suddenly murmured: "...Jiang... Zi Nian..."

"Is that... your real name?"