I am a Juggernaut by virtue of my beauty [Transmigration Book]

Half of Luo Yongri's golden mask was still left, and Luo Weiluo was placed on his face. When others looked at him, they could only vaguely see the outline of half of his face and the faint sparkle in his eyes.

The defeat of the Juggernaut and the glimpse of this face, they couldn't even tell which was more shocking and which was more shocking.

No one dared to show any gloating ridicule and condescending pity to Luo Yongzhou under the current situation, but he couldn't help holding his breath.

How dare mortals reach out to climb the moon above the clouds, so bright and bright?

How dare mortals step forward to chase the light of the sky, which is breathtaking?

After Mu Xiwei's sword edge split Luo Yongzhou's mask, he naturally took advantage of the situation and landed on Luo Yongzhou's throat.

There is only a thin layer of skin between him and Luo Yongzhou's throat.

He is only separated from the throat of his genocide enemy by a thin layer of skin.

As long as he slashes down with his sword, he can end this years-long nightmare, he can comfort the blood feud, and he can return to dust with a single blow of sword dust.

This is what Mu Xiwei is looking forward to the most.

It is also the only meaning for him to live in this world now.

But he can't.

Because of that face, Mu Xi knew it slightly.

Familiar or not, he only saw it once in a hurry in one night.

Even though he was not familiar with it, he was familiar with it, it was the face he cared about every day during the day, but at night he dared not even dream of it.He was afraid that he would be immersed in the dream and sink deeper and deeper.

That was the day when Luo Shiliu was with him.

Luo Yongzhou himself probably doesn't remember how many ghostly words he said, and how many gaudy meanings he blew out of the mask he wore, but Mu Xiwei remembered every word he said clearly.

Especially the part where only his beloved can see the true face under his mask.

When Mu Xiwei first heard that passage, she deeply regretted her offense and felt quite embarrassed. Whenever she recalled it, she felt so ashamed that she had nowhere to go.

It may be that he and Luo Shiliu walked a certain distance together, after so many days, and experienced a lot, Mu Xiwei recalled the embarrassment, embarrassment and embarrassment turned into sourness.

He didn't know what he was sour about.Is the true face of Suan Luo Yong Zhou only the one he loves can see, or the person who can see the true face of Luo Yong Zhou is not himself.

Before Mu Xi was slightly sour, one, two, three, four, five, he sorted out the reasons for his sourness in an orderly manner, and then analyzed the reasons one by one, listed overcoming them, and told himself to restrain himself and observe etiquette, and when he reflected on his frivolity, he His rationality can no longer suppress his emotions.

If he is really a perfect and good person, a moral model and an upright gentleman, he should, as mentioned above, step by step, reflect on his own safety and security.

In other words, if he was really such a person, he wouldn't even take the step of self-reflection.

Because the words and deeds of a true moral saint are all compared with a ruler, and they are not sour at all.

But Mu Xiwei was not.

In the final analysis, he is just an ordinary person who loves and hates, a young man who throws his head and blood and doesn't care about it.

So Mu Xiwei took advantage of Luo Yongzhou's deep sleep and secretly lifted his mask.

Among them, it was also because Mu Xiwei did something bad like stealing chickens and dogs for the first time, he felt guilty, his hands trembled, and the heavy golden mask almost fell on the bridge of Luo Yongzhou's nose.

Fortunately, he is Mu Xiwei.

It was Mu Xiwei who had the sword energy in his body and Luo Yongzhou from the same source.It is the person Luo Yongzhou trusts wholeheartedly that can secretly tease the tiger when he is napping.

If it was someone else, regardless of whether Luo Yongzhou was asleep or not, about eight hundred miles away, there would be a bright candle and sword energy flying out to chase and kill.

Then he saw Luo Yongzhou's face, his eyelashes closed and the corners of his lips curled up when he was sleeping soundly, which was mild and harmless compared to the hatred he swaggered through the market during the day.

Under the moonlight, he saw the most beautiful scene in his life, like a dream.

When Mu Xiwei hurriedly put the mask back on Luo Yongzhou, he almost hit the bridge of his nose again.

He blushed and looked at the moon for a while thinking whether it would be better for him to commit suicide and make apology now, or to wait until after revenge.

The deserted moonlight was like water, soaking Mu Xiwei's whole body in it, almost waking him up.

Mu Xi calmly thought about it, now that she is committing suicide and apologizing, when Luo Yongzhou wakes up, there will be a pool of blood and a cold dead person, which will definitely scare Luo Yongzhou who doesn't know what happened.

If he committed suicide and apologized after taking revenge, Luo Yongzhou would definitely feel that he was inexplicably irresponsible, and that he had spent his whole life looking down on him for the sake of others.

So it's better not to commit suicide.

When the Mu family was destroyed, Mu Xiwei really lost all hope and felt that he was living in the world as if he had no roots. He didn't know where he came from or where he was going.

He changed his mind now.

There is still an eternal day in the world.

He wants to live a good life, wants to walk more with Luo Yongzhou, wants to spend time with him and see him more.

Whether it is the ordinary mask, or the astonishing face under the mask.

In Mu Xiwei's eyes, they all looked equally good.

So Mu Xiwei made up his mind, blowing the wind against the moonlight.

He planned to explain everything to Luo Yongzhou honestly and frankly, and he would do whatever he wanted to do.

If you don't kill or cut, then try your best to live well and stay with Luo Yongzhou forever.

At that time, Mu Xiwei only had such a small wish.

As everyone knows, time is too hasty when you are young, and promises are the weakest when you are young.

Not enough sincerity, but too many variables.

Before he could confess to Luo Yongzhou the next morning, the true identity of the Mahayana leader of the demon clan, the demon lord... came one after another, splashing upside down on the originally calm water.

And then, Luo Shiliu left without saying goodbye. He found the sword spirit of the sword master in his parents' tomb, and heard the news of Luo Shiliu's death in the white clouds.

Probably because he really doesn't deserve it.

Every time he wanted to grasp the good intentions, he would be trampled on and broken one by one in the end, telling him that everything was just an illusion and delusion, and it would not last long.

Flowers in the mirror and moon in the water after all, there are flowers and moons, bright and clean, soft and fragrant.

The illusion and delusion have also been witnessed by him after all, the world is most beautiful, immersive, and the fake is confused with the real.

How can you accept that in the end it's nothing more than a broken mirror and a handful of clear water?

How can one accept the bloody, Shura hell-like reality behind the appearance?

Mu Xiwei became the Great Demon Lord.

The subordinates of the demon clan respectfully asked him for his name, and the demon master in black and mask thought for a moment before replying him two words flatly.

He said his name was Long Ye.

Mu Xiwei remembered that his mother mentioned the image of his name, saying that his name was Xiwei, which was the homonym of Chenguang Xiwei.

Don't ask him to be like the sun rising from the sun, to save the world.But I hope that he can live under the sun of the sunrise all his life, with a clean body, no dirt and no stains, a perfect life, bright and warm.

The spirit of a teenager is always higher than the sky.

When Mu Xiwei heard her mother's expectations, she always felt disapproving. She felt that it was nothing to live well alone, but to live well with others was considered real skill and compassion.

He wants to be the yang of the rising sun and save the world.

It's a pity that after this encounter, he lost his family, lost his love, had no relatives and reasons, and was alone.

The person who killed his closest relatives and loved ones was the most upright light in the world, and he moved his hand because of the sword drawn from the source of the most evil on his body.

To put it another way, if he didn't have the origin of a demon, the Sword Master wouldn't notice him, let alone attack Mu Jiaming Jingtai and Luo Shiliu.

These blood debts were written down to the end, and they were all sins that he should bear.

Under the mask, Mu Xi lowered his eyes slightly and thought, what face does he have to use this name, what face does he have to say that he is like the sun at sunrise, what face does he have to live in the light?

It's better to call it Long Night.

The night goes on and on and on without end--

There will never be a bright future.

In the end, Mu Xiwei chose to end with a battle post.

Sword masters who kill innocents indiscriminately deserve to die, and demon lords should not exist in this world.

Originally, Mu Xiwei had planned well, thinking that this would be a countermeasure to get the best of both worlds.

Fate, like countless times in the past, once again stretched out its fooling hand to him.

He fought all the way to the bottom of the Great Wall, and threw his sword at the Juggernaut, splitting half of the Juggernaut's golden mask.

Under the golden mask, Mu Xiwei saw a face that he had almost engraved into his bones, a face that he would never forget forever.

When he was young, he was ignorant and tempted, thinking that this was everything in his world, and the only person in the world was the blood enemy who killed his parents, destroyed his whole family, and slaughtered his sect.

How could there be anything funnier than this?

How could there be anything more ironic than this?

The Juggernaut sees him like a fool, introducing his sworn enemy as a friend, a close friend, and a true love, and being played around like a fool?

funny?Is it fun?Are you satisfied?

Mu Xiwei wanted to question Luo Yongzhou, to roar angrily, and to draw his sword to be a snap.

He couldn't speak a word, couldn't move a finger, only a few tears fell silently under the mask, and his eyes were blood red.

Tears gradually filled her face, and the origin of the demon in Mu Xiwei's body became more and more restless.

The nature of the demons is bloodthirsty and warlike. Mu Xiwei originally suppressed the nature of the demons under his command by suppressing the origin of the demons in his body, making them obey his orders.

Otherwise, on such a big occasion as the Demon Lord's appointment with the Sword Master, under normal conditions, how could the Demon Race obediently stay behind, instead of rushing forward to fight with the Human Race?

However, Mu Xiwei himself would never have thought that Luo Shiliu's face was actually hidden under the golden mask.

He didn't expect his mind to lose control this time, nor did he expect the demon clan's loss of control due to the restlessness of the demon's origin.

With the roar of the demons raising their heads, the roar shook the sky, the weapons were unsheathed, and the two races of humans and demons fought in a melee, blood rained, broken limbs fell off, and the scene of Shura's hell reappeared in the world.

Luo Yongzhou saw everything in his eyes, and sighed silently and wearily.

He didn't want to be an enemy of Mu Xiwei.

On the contrary, he wanted Mu Xiwei to live so much that he even sacrificed his life to pave the way for Mu Xiwei.

But he can be generous with his own life, but he can't just ignore the lives of others.

Mu Xi lost control slightly, and the demons rioted——

He cannot die.

The sword wind swept by the early light of the bright candle swung away Mu Xiwei's sword, and Luo Yongzhou raised his head.

The battlefield suddenly lit up, as if the bright moon among the clouds came across thousands of mountains and rivers to the dark world, making people so reluctant to blink.

The number one beauty in the world and the number one sword in the world.

Complement each other.

Whether it is victory or defeat, it is an immortal legend from ancient times to the present.

The battle between the demon master and the sword master, although the sword master lost in the first battle, ended in a stalemate, and it was still maddened by the two sides' respective concessions.

But the great demon lord seemed to have gone crazy, handing out war invitations to the Juggernaut like snow flakes free of money, frantically wanting to see the Juggernaut, but Bai Yunjian rejected them all.

"Uncle Master."

Now that the situation between the two clans is on the line, Lu Guijing is always worried, and his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat dignified:

"Today, the devil changed another city."

Probably because the battle posts had been rejected all the time, Mu Xiwei actually found another way out.

He attacked a border city every three days, only breaking the formations and destroying the city walls, but did not move a hair on the guards of the people in the city, and the soldiers did not shed blood.

The demons complained to him, and turned against Yingtian. Of course, there were many courageous demons who picked people up to challenge the authority of the great demon lord, but they all turned into demons under Mu Xiwei's eyes. Ash.

After killing about tens of thousands of thorns, the remaining demons were subdued by Mu Xiwei's iron and blood methods, and could only obediently obey his orders.

However, the human race didn't understand the virtue of this great demon's master soldier who didn't kill blood.

On the contrary, they gritted their teeth even more with hatred for Mu Xiwei, thinking that he was deliberately provocative, and slapped the human face.

More and more cities were destroyed by Mu Xi's formation, and more and more people gathered among the white clouds to petition for the sword master to come down the mountain.

Their idea is also very simple.

If they can't beat the devil, someone will naturally fight for them and find their way back.

As the guardian of the human race, the Juggernaut does not act as the brunt, who will bear the brunt?

Luo Yongzhou raised his eyelids: "Is someone dead?"

Lu Guijing hesitated, and replied, "Not yet."

Speaking of this, Lu Guijing really admired Mu Xiwei from the bottom of his heart.

In the cities he went to, it was common for a city to have hundreds of millions of people at every turn, but Mu Xiwei could not hurt a single person or thing, not a single plant or tree.

Whether it's good intentions, compassion, or malicious slaps in the face, to be able to achieve this level, to be able to control it to this level, is the ultimate good fortune, and it is only worthy of being looked up to.

Lu Guijing admired his cultivation, and even more admired his heart.

He was exterminated, deceived, fooled, and finally reduced to the identity of a demon lord, but he never returned the pain he inflicted on himself to revenge on innocent people.

It is indeed admirable.

Luo Yongzhou said: "Then let's put it aside for now."

There was more or less exhaustion in his voice.

In fact, Luo Yongzhou did not lie on the top of Bugu Peak and overlook the world as everyone thought. He ate, drank and slept well, and the suffering of the people did not touch him at all.

He traveled a lot these days and met a lot of people.

He has traveled almost all the dangerous and hidden secret places in the world, visited all the unknown corners, and visited all capable people, regardless of Buddhism, Taoism, worldly life or seclusion.

There is only one purpose for Luo Yongzhou to do this.

He wanted an answer, an answer to whether Tianxia and Mu Xiwei could have both.

However, everywhere he traveled, everyone he met gave him the same answer.

They said no, and this was not the answer Luo Yongzhou wanted.

He still didn't give up, and still wanted to find an answer he wanted.

still have a chance.

There are places he hasn't traveled, and people he hasn't met.

Lu Guijing didn't know how many times he had climbed the Bugu Peak in the past few days, but the news he brought this time was completely different.

He said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle Shi, someone died."

Speaking of it, it was just a push and push. Some people in the demon clan couldn't understand Mu Xiwei and started fighting together, and the human race wanted to defend their city's dignity to the death.

Due to internal and external troubles, Mu Xiwei failed to fully grasp the overall situation. With a little carelessness, some human races died in this massacre.

Previously, Mu Xi didn't do anything, and he didn't allow the demons to do it. The human race sneered at it, thinking that it was malicious and evil.

When the demons really took action, the lives of the dead rolled into the pot like hot oil, and the sky was instantly blown up.

Surrounded by the white clouds, those who wished, those who knelt and cried, and those who were restless, came more and more than ever before, and their voices could even spread across the mountains between the white clouds, and resounded through the peaks.

Those who died probably would not have imagined that their lives, which were not worth mentioning among hundreds of millions of sentient beings when they were alive, would be so valuable after death.

It is valuable enough to completely ignite the hatred between the human race and the devil, to stir up the long-suppressed complaints of the human race, and even to influence the first light of the candle in the hands of the sword master and the life of the great demon lord.

Seeing that Luo Yongzhou didn't answer, Lu Guijing said cautiously: "Master, it's getting dark for the human race now."

Since ancient times, the Demon Realm has been boundless and eternally cold.In contrast, the reincarnation of day and night, and the change of seasons, has always been the pride of the human race.

They value these things, and feel that they can live like human beings only when they have sunshine and shadows, wind, frost, rain and snow, and flowers bloom and fall.

But ever since the great demon lord posted the battle post, I don't know if it's because he has too much suffocation, God hates others, or because of other reasons, the night in the world has gradually grown longer and darkened.

Until now, the sunrise is only a short moment, and the dark night after the sun sets is the daily situation.

Thinking about it makes people feel sad and hopeless.

Humans and demons have struggled for tens of thousands of years. Everyone thinks they will believe it, and everyone thinks that fate is in my hands. They don't believe in destiny, but they never expect that the day of the world will be swallowed by the night, and it will eventually be destroyed by a young man who has never even had a name before. In the hands of the big demon master with the last name.

Lu Guijing realized that he had overstepped.

Maybe Luo Yongzhou would not know about such a nuanced matter of how many people the demons killed today, but he would not fail to notice the eternal night in the world.

Whether he chooses whether to draw the sword or not, whether to stand up or not, it is Luo Yongzhou's business, it should not be his own beak.

Luo Yongzhou was silent.

When he was silent, Bugu Peak was terribly quiet, as heavy as a pool of still water under a pine tree, and like a pine tree, the trunk did not move, and birds did not dare to come here to inhabit and disturb the ultimate silence.

There was a long silence, until when Lu Guijing thought that Luo Yongzhou would not speak again, Luo Yongzhou said briefly and carefully: "I see."

It turned out that the places he had traveled, the people he had met, the answers given to him were not false.

It turned out that even if he traveled all over the world and met people all over the world, he still couldn't get the answer his family wanted.

It turns out... the first light of a bright candle cannot overcome all difficulties in the world.

When Lu Guijing told him the news, Luo Yongzhou seriously thought about flipping the table, some thought about turning Mu Qi out and whipping the corpse to vent his hatred, and some thought about going over to Xiaoxing and rushing in to talk about Bansheng.

It's a pity that these are meaningless. Even if he did it, he would still be completely helpless.

Luo Yongzhou suddenly lost interest and all the strength to hold the sword.

"I don't want to kill him, I didn't want to before, and I don't want to now."

Luo Yongzhou said: "He is my original heart."

What is the original intention of Juggernaut?

It uses the first light of the bright candle as the light of the world to protect the world.

A little deeper, a little more substantive, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than a sincere heart that is not afraid of anything, and dripping with blood.

However, the world is full of twists and turns, people's hearts are sinister, and there will always be a moment when a child's sincerity will be smoothed out and chilled.

When Luo Yongzhou met Mu Xiwei for the first time, he really considered whether to kill him or not. At that time, he and his friends had exactly the same thoughts.

He might not be able to bear the consequences of being a great demon lord, especially in the world.

Fortunately, his original sword energy gave him a hand, and Luo Yongzhou saw the shadow of his youth in Mu Xiwei.

He protects Mu Xiwei as he protects his original heart, a young man with a heart higher than the sky, who refuses to admit defeat.

Lu Guijing said: "Uncle Master..."

At this time, he didn't know what else to say besides his uncle.

He could not persuade Luo Yongzhou to kill Mu Xiwei, nor could he persuade Luo Yongzhou to let go and not kill Mu Xiwei.

He and this world have been protected by Luo Yongri for 600 years, but now he wants to force Luo Yongri to kill the person he cares about.

How ridiculous, and how heartbreaking.

On the contrary, Luo Yongzhou showed a very misty and complicated smile.

He thought of Bugu Peak when he was a boy, and Yue Shuangjiang and the three of them.

"Do you know what your master and I said?"

Lu Guijing shook his head.

Yue Shuangjiang was still very young when he died, and he hadn't even met face to face a few times, let alone confided in him.

Luo Yongzhou said: "When he took me back to Baiyunjian when he was a boy, he once asked me if I would like to go back with him."

At the beginning, what Luo Yongzhou thought was that there would be such a good thing, that he could cultivate immortality by eating and drinking for free, so he agreed without saying a word.

Yue Shuangjiang said no.

"He told me, so what if Xiuxian is the Lord of the White Clouds? Life is not as glamorous as it seems on the surface. Whatever position a person stands on, he should bear the responsibility."

What Luo Yongzhou thought at the beginning was that if he could be given the best cultivation in the world, he would definitely be willing to cover the world.

Besides, number one in the world, how majestic is it?How can people in the world not love him?

How could he not love this world?

600 years later, he is no longer the first wandering young man. According to these words, the invincible and famous swordsman Luo Yongzhou should carry the world's most powerful swordsman. heavy burden.

Luo Yongzhou said: "Ninety-nine percent of what your master said is nonsense, but this sentence still makes sense."

Lu Guijing wanted to laugh, and wanted to say that since what the master said was all nonsense, you still remember so much.

But the words got stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak a word.

"If the great demon master hadn't been Mu Xiwei, he would have died eight hundred times. I don't owe anyone anything, and I don't care what they think of me. But they don't owe me anything. There's no reason for them to bleed for my romance. I I can't slay demons and slay demons and return triumphantly like a hero, I have to walk like a sword master at least."

After Luo Yongzhou finished speaking, he got up and didn't miss it any more.

Before he left Bugu Peak, he went to visit the graves of the three of Yueshuangjiang.

Looking at Luo Yongzhou, he couldn't help laughing.

You see, no matter whether you are a prince or beauty, a beggar or a lowly slave, when you are buried in a golden coffin and jade clothes, and a straw mat, in the end, the noble and the humble will return to the dust, and the beauty and ugliness will turn into dust.The tomb is just to let others know that there is such a person and such a name. If you think about it during the holidays, you will live up to the world.

This world is really boring.

The last ray of light from the sun was swallowed up in the night, and the world began to go back and forth endlessly.

Lu Guijing chased him out of the house, saying incoherently, "Master, you can't, you can't. If you leave, how can I find another person—"

Where can I find the second uncle, the second sword master?

Can you find Luo Yongzhou who took him out of the quagmire, and all the people in the world out of the quagmire together?

Lu Guijing held back a lot of provocative and hypocritical words, until the end, he said: "Where can I find another person who burns money like you? Who should spend the annual profits of Baiyunjian? "

Luo Yongzhou smiled slightly: "Wouldn't it be a good thing to save a lot of money?"

After saying that, he beat the war drum with his own hands, and the sound of the drum went from the top of Bugu Peak and spread far and wide throughout the whole world.

Like the first ray of dawn breaking through the long night.

Lu Guijing almost knelt down for him: "Uncle, where are you going?"

In fact, he knew ninety-nine percent of the correct answers in his heart, but he always kept a glimmer of hope, hoping that Luo Yongzhou would give him a negative answer.

Lu Guijing's last glimmer of hope was also shattered.

Luo Yongzhou's voice was deep and his back was far away, blending in the evening wind, leaving him three words:

"Go kill the demon."

When the great demon lord approached the city again, the sword master finally appeared.

He is still like the set of white clothes and golden mask engraved into people's hearts, the fluttering corners of the clothes are like clouds rolled up on a sunny day, and the golden mask is the sun in the sky.

Bearing all the heavy expectations and repressed anger of the human race, the Sword Master once again drew his sword to the Great Demon Lord and went to this life-and-death covenant.

This time, Luo Yongzhou didn't show respect, and he really went all out, the sword light moved and the ground shook, and the heavy sword shadows turned into the sky and tomorrow.

The tip of his sword reached the heart of the Great Demon Lord.

Luo Yongzhou is familiar with Mu Xiwei's past, and he also knows what he wants to do, so he won't pause for as long as Mu Xiwei did back then, and give him an opportunity to take advantage of.

In the first light of the bright candle, he slays demons and eliminates demons, and is invincible. The impregnable defense of the Great Demon Lord is nothing under his sword.

Blood spurted.

Luo Yongzhou didn't retreat, and let it splash his hands and clothes.

It turns out that Mu Xiwei's blood, and the blood of the Great Demon Lord, are no different from others, neither hotter nor colder than others.

Luo Yongzhou thought so.

"sixteen."

Mu Xi opened his mouth slightly and called him intermittently.

Maybe it's because Mu Xiwei is aware of the critical moment of life and death, and his life is not long.

The name Sixteen used to make him think like crazy, and it was even engraved everywhere in the details of the magic palace. Later, it made him almost crazy about it, and he couldn't help but go crazy when he heard similar words with the same pronunciation.

Now it's not that difficult to call out.

"I tried my best to kill you. Since I can't kill you, then I die. It's good for you to live well."

"I really hated the Juggernaut, and I really liked Shiliu. I can't kill you, but I don't regret that you can survive."

Not a bad ending.

He was looking forward to Luoyongzhou's death, but also looking forward to Luoyongzhou's life.

Luo Yongzhou is not impassive.

He supported Mu Xi's sinking body, half closed his eyes, and said with a difficult voice, "I can swear, I am not the one who killed your parents, Mu's family, and Mingjingtai."

He didn't want Mu Xiwei to hate himself, and he didn't want Mu Xiwei to hate a person who was important to him.

But that was already the best choice Luo Yongzhou could make under the circumstances.

Now that Mu Xiwei was on the verge of death, he was unable to think so much, and he would not think about himself, only Luo Yongzhou could tell him the truth.

"That's fine."

Mu Xiwei slowly revealed a genuinely relieved smile.

Mu Xiwei's short life was fragmented. The first half of his life was high-spirited, but the second half of his life took a sharp turn for the worse.

He has never received the benefits of the origin of the demon, he has not used it to enjoy returning to his hometown, he has enjoyed the delicious food of being overwhelmed by power, and he has eaten all the hardships he should have suffered for it.

Before dying, Mu Xiwei finally regained some of her best youthful appearance.

Mu Xiwei said: "The regret is nothing more than the fact that I once boasted that I wanted to be the sun of the rising sun, illuminating everyone, but now I have become a disaster for all living beings."

He has become the darkness that everyone can't avoid, the long night that never ends.

He asked in a low voice: "Why do you think everything has become like this? I obviously don't want to do this, and I tried to avoid it, but I was always caught off guard and could not avoid it."

"I obviously want to make this world better, and I obviously don't want to hurt anyone."

Luo Yongzhou: "Stop talking."

He didn't know either.

He didn't want that either.

He also tried many, many ways to avoid it.

Perhaps the crow's mouth of the sage's speech was really effective. Luo Yongzhou had just finished speaking the last word, and Mu Xiwei was almost exhausted in one breath, and could no longer speak.

The last thing he saw was the scene where Luo Yongzhou took off his mask and threw it away.

The land gods have a good memory, and Luo Yongzhou always remembers the ghosts that Luo Yongzhou has boasted about.

The last sentence Mu Xiwei heard was what Luo Yongzhou said, "The same spirit is connected with branches, rise and fall are one body, honor and disgrace are one body..."

This kind of words is often used when becoming a Taoist couple.

When Luo Yongzhou died with his last breath, he relied on his oath of Taoist couple to attract the Dao of Heaven, and held his last breath with the vitality of his land god.

It is impossible to be alive and kicking, at most, it is a blessing to be a living dead without sanity.

Luo Yongzhou once sneered at those who hurt the spring and autumn.

But at this moment he understood that he couldn't go back to his youth, he was bruised from a fight, two bowls of wine, no matter good or bad, would be poured on his head, and he would draw his sword and dance when he was drunk, and then ten big demon lords would come. The same sword cut down.

The people who drank with him left, the people who fought with him left, and finally even the person he loved left.

Behind him, he could hear the laughter and laughter of thousands of brightly lit houses in the city.

After this battle, the demons are defeated, the moon hangs high, and the family is reunited.

But he couldn't be happy.

There are thousands of families without a pair of his chopsticks, a glass of his wine, or a bowl of his glutinous rice balls.The only thing left to Luo Yongzhou is the statue of God wrapped in gold foil in the vast room of Gao Tang, and the three fragrances in case of disaster.

He looked up at the sky and said softly, "I admit defeat."

When Yueshuangjiang died, the four surnames sued for peace, and when Baiyun Jian and the human race were at stake, he didn't recognize it.

He didn't recognize when his friend turned his back on him.

This time, Mu Xiwei died under his sword. He personally killed his beloved for the sake of the human world he had protected for 600 years.

He really threw in the towel.

Luo Yongzhou hugged Mu Xiwei and walked out of the battlefield step by step.

The demons wanted to stop him and let him leave the corpse of their great demon lord, but Luo Yongzhou killed him with a sword.

It was not right for the human race to see this. The people headed by Bai Luoshi surrounded him and wanted Luo Yongzhou to let him go. Before he could speak, Luo Yongzhou scolded him in a cold voice: "If you don't want to meet the first light of the candle, get out of here!" !"

Bai Luoshi hesitated.

It stands to reason that the Juggernaut should be at the end of his strength and should not be feared.

But the early light of the bright candle was too strong, and the power to shock the world for 200 years was too great. Even though he knew that the sword master was at the end of his battle, Bai Luoshi would still be afraid and hesitate.

"Let him go."

A male and a female voice remembered at the same time.

Qiu Qingya was silent except for drawing his sword, but Yue Yingque's tears fell down:

"Falling Everlasting..."

will you come back?

Can I still wait for your forgiveness one day?

Luo Yongzhou stopped, raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, and said softly for the first time: "It's okay."

Never blamed you.

Those past events were true, and he couldn't blame them.

As for coming back, whoever left in this world is not alive?

Luo Yongzhou went to the city of Buzhi, and it was rumored that there was Tianhe there, as long as he could pay the price, he could get everything he wanted in the world.

Luo Yongzhou looked through the classics when Yueshuangjiang died, and he was moved when he knew this record.

Later he thought about it dumbly, changing any of Yue Shuangjiang's three of them would be unfair to the other two, and he couldn't afford to change all three of them, so let it go, he might as well live well and let the three of them go to reincarnation with peace of mind.

Didn't expect it to come in handy today.

He beat Abbot Qingjing and saw Tianhe.

Luo Yongzhou said: "I'm willing to trade my whole body of cultivation and my future journey to immortality in exchange for Mu Xiwei's death and soul rebirth."

That's right, the journey to the future.

After the previous battle, as long as he is willing, Luo Yongzhou can break through the void and become a fairy, breaking the silence of thousands of years in the world of cultivating immortals.

But what is the purpose of becoming an immortal, and what is the meaning of immortal journey?

"I want him to be the sun of the rising sun, to save all living beings."

"I want him to be his destiny."

Beyond the Milky Way, the whole world celebrates together.

In Tianhe, someone died silently, their breath was cut off, and their bodies were cold.