Yu Hongchen

Today's Qiushuimen is shrouded in sadness. The disciples know that Fu Changning will escape from the furnace tomorrow and destroy the world. They feel that their life is bleak, and everyone has a bitter look on their faces.

Shang Lixing had just regained some of his energy when he heard that Ji Qingchen suddenly woke up in the morning and said that he wanted to see them.

He rushed to the medicine hut with his injuries, and saw Ji Qing lying on his back on the couch, his usually delicate and delicate face was completely sunken, his complexion was withered and yellow, his chest was wrapped in a white cloth, and the gurgling blood couldn't be stopped.Seeing him coming, Ji Qing's eyes brightened instantly: "Master..." He raised his eyes slightly again and said, "Everyone is here."

Shang Lixing felt a pain in his heart, knowing that Ji Qing's injury was getting worse, and this was a sign of returning light, he walked up quickly and called out: "Ji Qing." He cast a questioning look at He Suowu and the others, It means: Where is the master of Pavilion Qu Shao?

Bai Xuan shook her head sadly, and He Suowu said in a low voice, "Ji Qing drove him away just now."

Shang Lixing couldn't guess what Ji Qing was thinking about this move, so he raised his eyes again, and saw the young man on the couch glancing at the surrounding people with gloomy eyes, and said softly, "Master, please, please bury me in the back mountain, bury me By my little sister's side."

Shang Lixing shook his head and said, "What you need most now is to rest well and not think too much."

Ji Qing squeezed out a pale smile: "Master, there is no need to persuade me too much. I know that time is short and I have no other regrets. Now, now, I only have this request."

Shang Lixing pursed his lips tightly, and after a while, he heard him say: "Okay, I promise you."

"Thank you, Sect Master." Ji Qing's face was haggard, but his smile was full of satisfaction, "Everything is my own fault, no wonder others have lived for more than 50 years, now, now is enough, it's time to accompany my little sister She must be very lonely, uh... Ji Qing can meet all of you in this life, husband... what can I ask for? I hope, I hope that I can be sworn brothers with you in the next life..." At the end of the speech, the sound of breathing gradually weakened.

Cui Mingruo's low sobs suddenly sounded in the medicine hut, she couldn't suppress the pain in her heart, she hid her face and went away, Bai Xuan stroked her lower abdomen, bowed her head in silence, He Suowu held her in his arms, her body trembled slightly.There was silence in the medicine hut for a long time before Shang Lixing's astringent voice said: "It's better to leave now, lest the world perish when the time comes, and die in vain at the hands of the devil."

After finishing speaking, he got up, told everyone to deal with Ji Qing's funeral, and ordered He Suowu to follow him.Walking to the river, I saw Qu Kongqing crouching alone by the bank, noticing the arrival of Shang Lixing and others, he raised his head, Shang Lixing met his questioning eyes and nodded slightly.

Qu Kongqing understood the meaning of his eyes, took a few steps back abruptly, raised her head and laughed wildly a few times, sarcasm and self-pity, and then staggered away.

Shang Lixing sighed again, led He Suowu to the study, sat down, and said, "Calculate, how many monks are there now?"

He Suowu said: "According to the elder brother's order, the casual cultivators from all over the Qiushuimen were re-deployed yesterday and gathered in the Nanling Continent. The Lord also said to obey Qiushuimen's orders."

Shang Lixing listened to his report silently, pondered for a few moments, and then asked: "What about the formation plans for the other four continents?"

He Suowu said: "Pavilion Master Qu of Dongdao sent a letter last night, saying that Dongdao has set up a sword array according to the layout plan of elder brother, and is waiting to cooperate with other people. Listening to his words, he wants to recall Pavilion Master Qu Shao back to Dongdao , he will be in charge of the East Island Sword Formation; Fu Yangsheng sent to Zhongzhou, and is now in the formation; Northland is supported by the Beast King, who said that everything will be done for us, so there is no need to worry; as for Xiya Mountain, temporarily Nothing happened."

Shang Lixing said "hmm": "The situation is urgent, we can't delay the formation of the formation any longer, I will go to Xiya Mountain again in a while."

He Suowu frowned: "Brother wants to come to ask for help in person?"

Shang Lixing sighed: "Otherwise? The catastrophe is approaching, and when I know that I may not survive the next day, I still have a bit of ignorance in my heart."

Listening to what he said, He Suowu vaguely meant to explain the funeral, turned his face away, and said coldly: "If you die, you will die. Anyway, it is a good thing for a family of three to reunite underground."

Shang Lixing said: "Don't worry, I have been called your eldest brother for hundreds of years, and I will do my best to keep a little of your blood."

He Suwu didn't understand, so he said, "Brother means——"

Speaking of this, a casual cultivator's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, a letter from Xiya Mountain."

Shang Lihang's brows that had been heavy all day finally eased a bit: "It's so timely, bring the letter in."

After the casual cultivator sent the letter to Xiya Mountain, Shang Li went to read the letter for a while, but he put down the letter, relaid the blank paper, and picked up a pen to write.

He Suowu didn't ask any more questions, just quietly watched him write.

Shang Lihang buried his head in writing for a while, and asked, "What time is it?"

He Suowu said, "It's time."

Shang Lixing nodded slightly: "There are still eleven hours left." Passing the letter over: "If He Qi hasn't come back tomorrow at Yinshi, you can send this reply letter for me."

He Suowu took the letter and asked, "Where are you sending it?"

Shang Lixing was silent for a while, and said, "Xiya Mountain."

He Suowu was surprised and said: "Big brother means—"

"I agree to the conditions of the Yaozu." Shang Lixing closed his eyes deeply, and said slowly: "When Fu Changning regains his true energy, the entire Silu will not be able to escape death, and Xiya Mountain is the only place of refuge. As human monks, we naturally have to fight to the last moment, but we still have relatives, so how can we let them accompany us to die in vain? As for the rest of the mortals, let fate be their fate."

He Suowu could vaguely hear the meaning of his words, but still couldn't believe it: "Brother, you—"

Shang Lixing opened his eyes again, looked at him and said, "I want to send Cui Mingruo and Bai Xuan to Xiya Mountain."

He Suowu hesitated to speak: "Brother, you don't have to help our husband and wife to achieve this level."

Shang Lixing waved his hand: "No need to say too much, this is the last thing I can do for you as a big brother, go and call the two of them over."

He Suowu's lips moved, and finally, without saying a word, he walked to the door, opened the door, and saw Cui Mingruo standing proudly outside the door for an unknown how long.

She walked in and said bluntly, "I won't go."

Shang Lixing raised his eyes and said, "Brother just wants to save your life, do you also have the heart to let me down?" Fu looked at another figure who walked in, "Where are you, Bai Xuan?"

Supported by He Suowu, Bai Xuan followed Cui Mingruo into the study, and said calmly, "My husband and I are willing to go forward and retreat with the sect master, but the sect master wants Bai Xuan to leave, and Bai Xuan will do as the sect master wishes."

Shang Lixing was quite relieved and said: "Among the brothers and sisters, you understand my mind best. I can't care about the others. In the end, you are the only ones I want to keep."

Cui Mingruo said bluntly: "Master, just send Bai Xuan away. I want to stay and stay with you at Qiushuimen."

Shang Lixing said seriously: "You go too."

Cui Mingruo said anxiously: "Master!"

However, Shang Lixing sighed suddenly, and said in a low tone: "I think that nine of us were sworn brothers on Fenglin River, and then Wu Nian vomited blood and died. Counting now, there are only four of us left in the 'Fenglin Nine Sons', and I don't want to see any of you die in front of me." He smiled bitterly, his eyes gradually softened, "Be obedient, just treat it as the big brother in the end. A little thought for you."

Cui Mingruo heard him speak sadly, and it seemed that all kinds of old feelings from the time when they were sworn brothers appeared in front of his eyes.His body trembled, but he finally stopped insisting: "Okay, I am willing to go to Xiya Mountain."

Shang Lixing glanced at the three people in front of him one by one, seeing Cui Mingruo and Bai Xuan were teary-eyed by his one or two words, and He Suowu rarely showed melancholy, and the atmosphere was dull.Instead, he smiled and asked, "Have you dealt with Ji Qing's affairs?"

Bai Xuan said: "He has already been buried, next to his sister."

"Okay." He nodded and asked again, "What time is it?"

He Suowu replied, "It's already three quarters."

"Okay." He replied again, seeing that the three of them still looked unhappy, and said with a smile in his voice: "Okay, okay, things are not without a turnaround, it's too early to cry now. Go out, let I'm alone."

Infected by his relaxed tone, the three of He Suowu also put away their bewildered expressions, answered yes, walked out of the study together, and closed the wooden door for him before leaving.

When the figures of the three disappeared, Shang Li Xingfang let go of his forced smile, his lips were slightly pursed, and his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper.

I thought that the journey of cultivation would be long, and that I would never face the day when my life ended. Even if my cultivation path was blocked and my body died, according to my own disposition, I should pass away with a smile on my face. I didn't expect that when I really faced death, I would be pregnant... With such unwillingness and such a helpless state of mind.

His eyes seemed to be in the distance, and he seemed to be looking at the ink and inkstone on the table.Qiushuimen has worked hard for him all his life, and it is by no means a one-time achievement to build today's scale. It is just that after tomorrow, will all this still exist?

When he was in a trance, a pair of hands stretched out from behind, wrapped his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "You are sighing again."