The black feathers of the bird danced gracefully, and the pure white ice crystals swayed with them.
They fluttered in the air, beautiful beyond compare. It was like a gorgeous dance, embellishing the man and woman who were hugging and kissing each other in the sky.
The world was silent, and there was no sound. The people, the demons, the tomb, the sand, everything seemed to become a blurry and static background. Time also seemed to slow down, not wanting to disturb them …
After an unknown period of time, when all the black feathers had fallen, and when the floating ice crystals were dyed with a layer of blood, Xie Lingyan ended this long kiss. Her body powerlessly slid backwards, and the madness in Gongzi Ling's eyes gradually faded …
Gongzi Ling seemed to have had a long dream. In the dream, he was chasing an illusory figure.
He couldn't remember who the figure was, and he didn't know why he was chasing. He only felt that there was a piece missing in his heart, and he needed that figure to fill it, so he used his whole life to chase.
Perhaps it was a kind of obsession that made him believe that as long as he saw the figure's face, he would remember everything.
Or perhaps in the long chase, he forgot his original motive, and the 'chase' itself became the only goal.
But the more he chased, the further the figure went. Even with Gongzi Ling's unparalleled speed, he couldn't pull back the fading figure.
He knew that he hadn't given up enough, and the burden on his back was still too heavy. He couldn't remember how much he had given up, but if he wanted to fly faster, he had to give up more.
Thus, Gongzi Ling got rid of the heavy shell of flesh, turned into a pure thought, and flapped his wings to fly high.
Every time he flapped his wings, he left the past happiness, anger, sorrow, joy, love, and hatred far behind him. In the end, he had no joy, no fear, and no worries.
His thoughts became lighter and lighter, and he flew faster and faster.
Finally, he caught up to the figure. Just a little bit more, and he would be able to hold the figure's hand, gently pull her back, and see her face.
But there wasn't a trace of emotion in him, and his consciousness was blank, leaving only the initial confusion. Why was he chasing?
"Gongzi, wake up!"
Right at this moment, another light voice abruptly resounded in his heart, and it was urgent and sincere. It seemed to be conveyed from the heart, like an ardent call, and it transformed into an empty echo in his empty consciousness that reverberated back and forth.
"Gongzi, wake up!"
"Gongzi, wake up!"
"Gongzi, wake up!"
…
He had clearly abandoned his heavy body, but at this moment, he felt a cold touch on his lips. Traces of coldness spread from his lips and teeth, but it was a feeling that warmed his heart. It was a feeling that wanted to melt the loneliness of being high up in the world.
The echoing call spread warmth throughout Gongzi Ling's body, making him feel like a wanderer had finally returned home. It was comfortable and comfortable, making him yearn for it.
Finally, he stopped his relentless pursuit.
As soon as he stomped his feet, the emotions he had abandoned and the past he had abandoned immediately turned into a snowstorm in the mortal world, engulfing and drowning him.
In the blink of an eye, there were several degrees of frost and coldness. Suddenly, he realized that many years had passed.
Young Master Ling's black hair seemed to have been dyed white by the illusory snow. His eyes, which had originally been filled with only one thought, were now tainted by the vicissitudes of life. He just stood there alone.
Although it was only an instant, it seemed like a long time had passed. The figure that was within reach had once again gone far away.
However, Gongzi Ling did not chase after him. He only quietly watched the figure fly away, as if he was bidding farewell.
Only the Marquis of Frostmoon remained in the world.
How many people in Jianghu can live together? Their hair turned white in the wind and snow.
Gongzi Ling closed his eyes to hide the frost in his eyes when the figure turned into an invisible black dot and disappeared from his sight.
When he opened his eyes again, Gongzi Ling was awake.
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It was as if he had just woken up from a long dream.
From the beginning to the end, Gongzi Ling had not seen the face of the illusory figure. However, at this moment, his hazy eyes could clearly see the face of the person in front of him.
"Xie … Lingyan?"
In the dream, there was an irreversible death. When he woke up, he was caught off guard. Gongzi Ling's eyes were still filled with confusion. He instinctively held onto Xie Lingyan's falling body.
However, he felt that Xie Lingyan's body was frighteningly light, as if she had lost the weight of her life.
Because that palm strike just now had destroyed her heart and lungs, half of the blood in her body had been shaken out of her pores. At this moment, Xie Lingyan's face was as pale as a snowflake that was about to melt under the sun. However, she smiled, and the corners of her pale lips curled up, revealing a trace of reserved pride.
"Yes … Look carefully, I am … Xie Lingyan, and only … Xie Lingyan …"
This was Xie Lingyan's stubbornness. She would not be a substitute for anyone.
Zhao Ya's suggestion had indeed moved her for a moment, but she would not do it. Compared to staying with Gongzi Ling as someone else's shadow, she would rather turn into an icicle and stab Gongzi Ling awake. She would also engrave her name in his heart.
The Blood Pill had already entered Gongzi Ling's body through that kiss, dispersing the Gu worm that had invaded his consciousness. Gongzi Ling had finally recovered. Now, it was time for her to retreat.
As Xie Lingyan thought of this, she calmly closed her eyes. She wanted to welcome her death with a calm attitude, leaving the most beautiful side to Gongzi Ling …
"Pa!"
But she was not willing!
Xie Lingyan suddenly raised her hand and grabbed onto Gongzi Ling's sleeve tightly, like a drowning person grabbing onto a straw.
She struggled to open her eyes wide, aiming her unfocused and unfocused eyes at Gongzi Ling.
She knew that right now, her eyes must be protruding, her veins bulging, and her final struggle before death was very embarrassing and ugly.
But she did not want to die. She still wanted to see Gongzi Ling more, and there were many things she wanted to say to him.
But when she tried to open her mouth, all that came out was the bubbling sound of blood bubbles in her throat.
She did not want to die, and Gongzi Ling would not allow her to die. After a moment of confusion, the memories in Gongzi Ling's mind slowly became clear.
And along with the memories, there were many emotions: shock, sorrow, regret, and the deepest fear!
Yes, Gongzi Ling was afraid. His hand trembled as he pressed on Xie Lingyan's dantian. The power of the Peacock King Ming was magnificent, continuously pouring into Xie Lingyan's body.
"You are not allowed to die, I will not allow it!"
Thinking of the young girl in front of him being accidentally injured to the point of death to save him, Gongzi Ling's heart ached, and he went mad with regret. Ignoring his own internal injuries, he poured in all the vital energy in his body to extend Xie Lingyan's life.
But the infusion of vital energy could not keep up with the speed of the loss of life. Feeling the body of the woman in his arms grow colder, the insufferably powerful Gongzi Ling once again felt fear at the irreversible separation …
"Chu Song, save her!" Ying Feiyang roared. He was also regretting that he did not notice Xie Lingyan's desire to die earlier. But it was all too late. At the moment, she could only ask for help from Chu Song as she struggled in the direction of Xie Lingyan.
"Fractured spine, crushed vertebrae, destroyed internal organs …" As a doctor, Chu Song only needed to glance at Xie Lingyan's injuries from a distance before all this information uncontrollably surged into his mind. This was the instinct accumulated from years of studying medicine. It was the rationality that was telling him, "The possibility of success is … is …"
Chu Song did not dare to think too deeply. She quickly used her emotions to stifle the following inferences. No matter the outcome, she had to save her! She had to save her!
"You know the outcome, so why waste time!" But at that moment, Zhao Ya stood up and blocked her path.
"Sister Ya, what else do you want to do? You've already lost!" No matter how good Chu Song's temper was, she was angry now. Xie Lingyan had risked her life in exchange for Gongzi Ling's recovery, completely ruining Zhao Ya's plan. Now that the outcome had been reversed, she did not know why Zhao Ya was still struggling.
"I've lost, but you haven't won!" As Zhao Ya spoke, she suddenly leaped up. At the same time, a thread of cocoon silk shot out from her finger and wrapped around Xie Lingyan's waist.
Gongzi Ling had just suffered internal injuries, and he had forcefully circulated his vital energy to extend Xie Lingyan's life. At that moment, he was filled with all sorts of emotions, and he was already on the verge of Qi deviation. In addition, he was afraid that he would hurt Xie Lingyan if he moved too much, so his reaction was a beat slower.
Zhao Ya actually used the cocoon silk to take Xie Lingyan away. Then, her figure flashed and she rushed out of the tunnel, heading toward the main tomb where Xie Anping's body had been placed.
Before anyone could react, there was a rumbling sound. A huge rock fell and cut off the passage to the main tomb!
It was the stone door that led to the main tomb, and it was naturally the largest. The huge rock was one and weighed more than a thousand pounds, as if it could separate the Yin and Yang Realms.
Ying Feiyang tried his best to catch up, but he found that the mechanism to open the stone door had already been destroyed by Zhao Ya. His heart turned cold.
From his perspective, his Senior Sister was on the verge of death. Every second that was delayed meant that her chances of survival would decrease. Zhao Ya had actually taken her away at this moment. What was she planning?
Corpse exorcism? Soul control? Raising insects?
Thinking of the various evil and poisonous legends, his Senior Sister might not only die, but even her corpse might be desecrated.
Ying Feiyang shuddered, but he was even more furious. He ignored his wounded body and drew his sword again, turning it into rays of sword light that slashed at the huge rock.
However, it was still an arrow at the end of its flight. Sparks flew, but only a few sword marks were left.
Instead, Ying Feiyang vomited blood again, which splattered on the huge rock.
"Big Brother Ying!" Chu Song rushed forward and supported him.
Ying Feiyang wanted to push her away and said, "Don't worry about me. I want to save Senior Sister!"
"The one we need to save now … is Sister Ya. You can step back." Qin Feng had woken up from her coma. She patted his shoulder, her eyes filled with sorrow. It was as if she not only knew what had happened when she was asleep, but also what would happen next.
Ying Feiyang did not understand what she meant, but he still stepped back and made way for her.
Because Young Master Ling had come!
Young Master Ling had already collected his frenzied emotions and suppressed his scattered Vital Qi. His face was gloomy, and as he walked over, he raised his palm toward the sky. He felt the air freeze, and boundless Netherworld Qi gathered at the tip of his palm.
Then, he swung his palm. His anger, regret, despair, and sorrow turned into unparalleled palm power, and all of it was vented on the huge rock before him.
There was a loud bang, and the huge rock turned into powder. The power of the palm was still spreading. The tomb, which was already riddled with battle marks and on the verge of collapse, actually collapsed under the palm.
The power of the palm was so great that even Si. This was Young Master Peacock's true power. It was completely different from his previous frenzied state.
However, Ying Feiyang had no time to be amazed. Among the rubble and dust, Young Master Ling had already flapped his clothes and left. Ying Feiyang followed behind.
In the main tomb, an empty ice coffin was placed on a high platform in the middle of the tomb. A huge blood cocoon hung on the dome above the ice coffin.
The blood cocoon was fading, turning from bright red to snow white in the blink of an eye. It was as if the blood on the cocoon threads was being absorbed by the creature inside the cocoon.
When they entered, the cocoon broke open, and two figures fell down.
One was carried by countless butterflies and landed gently in front of Chu Song. It was Xie Lingyan.
The other, like a broken shell left behind by an insect, fell into the ice coffin. It was Zhao Ya.
Zhao Ya's face was ashen. She coughed from the fall, but there was no blood. She only smiled and said to Chu Song, "Only like this can you be considered to have won."
Chu Song knew that Zhao Ya was continuing what she had said, "I have lost, but you have not won!" But he did not know what Zhao Ya meant. However, he felt that Xie Lingyan, who was in his arms, had a rosy complexion. She was no longer pale from losing too much blood. He felt her pulse again and found that her heavy injuries were almost healed.
Ying Feiyang was also shocked. He thought that Zhao Ya had used some kind of evil spell like the Parasite Gu to take over Xie Lingyan's body. He asked Chu Song, "What did Zhao Ya do to my senior sister?"
"This is the Butterfly Breaking Cocoon Transformation," Qin Feng walked over and said in a low voice, "It's the Natal Magical Power that Sister Ya can use once in her life. It can gather life force and heal injuries. She used it on your senior sister."
When Qin Feng's consciousness was absorbed by Zhao Ya, it was equivalent to him becoming one with Zhao Ya. His understanding of Zhao Ya also increased. Now that she could wake up, it could only mean one thing — the Gu spell had been removed because Zhao Ya was about to die.
The Butterfly Breaking Cocoon Transformation seemed to bring the dead back to life, but in reality, there was a price to pay. Zhao Ya was that price. She had infused her own blood and her remaining life force into Xie Lingyan's body. Zhao Ya, on the other hand, was nothing more than the "ashes" of her life force. When the autumn wind blew, she would be extinguished.
Chu Song and Ying Feiyang did not understand. They did not understand why Zhao Ya, who had wanted to take over Xie Lingyan's body, would sacrifice herself to save Xie Lingyan.
Zhao Ya did not need them to understand, because the demon that truly understood her had arrived.
Gongzi Ling walked up the high platform and waved his hand. There seemed to be an invisible barrier that bounced away the falling gravel and dust. He knelt in front of Zhao Ya on one knee and looked at her quietly.
Zhao Ya's face was still gray, but her eyes were shining. It was a wildness that she had never shown in her life. It was as if she had just broken out of her cocoon and become a butterfly.
However, this was the last glimmer of her life. It was like the end of a short life after an insect's metamorphosis.
Zhao Ya lay in the ice coffin. It was so comfortable that it was as if she was lying on a soft bed. She knocked on the coffin and chuckled. "This ice coffin is quite suitable for me, right?"
Zhao Ya, who had always been serious, joked. However, Gongzi Ling did not laugh. Zhao Ya was the only one who was amused. She chuckled and said, "Don't worry. I hid the original owner of this coffin in the ice spring at the top of the mountain. You know that everything I did was to not make you sad. So, I will not let Gu Xuanling desecrate her body. "
Gongzi Ling lowered his head and said softly, "I know. I know everything."
Zhao Ya pursed her lips and sighed. "Yes, you know much more than I thought. Since you guessed it many years ago, why did you not expose me all these years?"
"It's all in the past. Is it worth it for me to care?"
"Ha, that's great. I thought that I would be trapped in the 10,000 corpses for the rest of my life and never get out. Only now do I know that I was the only one who trapped me. In fact, I could have gotten out a long time ago. " Zhao Ya laughed and reached out to touch Gongzi Ling's face. In the past, she always thought that she was dirty and never dared to touch Gongzi Ling. As a result, the other demons in the villa thought that she was a neat freak. However, this time, she reached out and gently touched Gongzi Ling's face.
Gongzi Ling buried his eyes in Zhao Ya's palm and lowered his head in silence. He did not speak because he knew that he should give Zhao Ya the time to talk. She did not have much time left …
"Didn't I say it before … Don't be sad. Everything I did was to not make you sad … This is a good ending. Gu Xuanling retreated in defeat, the conspirators were killed, and the rest of the villas were unharmed. Everyone is happy …" Zhao Ya said proudly. She was very satisfied with the ending she had arranged.
However, a gloomy atmosphere filled the air. Everyone present felt sad. Chu Song had already burst into tears when he thought of her good intentions.
However, Zhao Ya's voice became softer and softer. The light in her eyes gradually faded. "Gongzi … Why aren't you talking? It's so quiet … Is it going to rain? Even the insects are not chirping."
"That's great. I can finally … sleep peacefully …"
For more than ten years, she had the same beautiful dream every night. In her dream, she was with the person she loved the most and would never be separated.
However, every time, the annoying chirping of the insects would wake her up and drag her back to the cruel reality.
However, this time, she could not hear the chirping of the insects.
She could go to sleep forever …
The Mother Gu crawled out from the back of Zhao Ya's neck. Like a beautiful butterfly, it carried Zhao Ya's beautiful dream and flew up, turning into a wisp of smoke in the air.
As for Zhao Ya, she slept forever.
Qin Feng's tears flowed down. She said to Gongzi Ling, "Gongzi, don't blame Sister Ya. She just … doesn't dare to love."
"I know." Gongzi Ling slowly placed Zhao Ya's hand back on her abdomen. As if he was afraid of disturbing her, he gently closed her eyes. Only then did he say,
"But you know what? You always thought that I didn't know anything. You thought that you would be looked down upon because of the past. Now, now you actually think that I won't be sad if you die? Haha … Haha … "
Gongzi Ling lowered his head and chuckled. His laughter gradually became louder and more sorrowful. In the end, it turned into a long howl toward the sky. His howl was so loud that it could tear blood and shatter rocks.
The dome that was riddled with holes collapsed in the howl. Ying Feiyang raised his head and felt a slight wetness on his face.
The autumn rain that would never fall had finally come.
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