Just when the golden palm was about to hit Cangxu, it suddenly exploded in the air, and the entire sky was filled with golden spiritual qi rain.
"Big Dipper, you've crossed the line!" An old voice resounded in the sky.
"Fengdu, Cangxu has violated the rules we set, why are you protecting him?!"
"Mistakes have to be punished, but since this is my territory, let me handle it."
"Fengdu!" An angry roar resounded in the sky.
"You want to fight?" The old voice resounded again.
"Alright, I'll give you face, but you must give us an explanation for this. If you don't give us a satisfactory answer, the war between the two realms is inevitable. After all, his mistake is not a small one!"
Then, the golden palm condensed in the sky again. It grabbed the eight immortals and disappeared into the sky.
"Sigh … Cangxu, I didn't expect you to go this far!"
Cangxu's lips trembled slightly when he heard the voice. He did not expect the Emperor of Feng Du to help him.
He knew what a huge mistake he had made. What he wanted to do would even cause a war between the underworld and the heavens. Even so, the Emperor of Feng Du was willing to protect him.
Cangxu was filled with self-blame when he thought of his betrayal.
Cangxu looked at the sky and knelt on the ground, kowtowing.
"Your Majesty, Cangxu is willing to take responsibility for everything I've done. I'm willing to perish and never drag the underworld down."
"Sigh …" A sigh resounded in the sky again.
"Take care of your funeral matters. Go!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Cangxu kowtowed a few more times before he stood up and walked into the palace.
…
Inside the palace, Cangxu was wearing an embroidered royal robe, and in his arms was a beautiful woman.
"Do you know how to write it?"
The historian dipped his brush in his brush and raised it slowly with trembling hands.
"My Majesty, do you really want to do this?"
Cangxu nodded calmly. He knew that he had to make a decision in order not to drag the millions of living beings in the Land of Cangxu down.
The sorrowful historian finally wrote on the paper:
Cangxu, His Excellency of the Land of Cangxu killed Yuan Yuanxu to seize the throne. During his reign, he oppressed the living beings of the Land of Cangxu and indulged in women all day long. He was a shameless ruler with wild ambitions. He wanted to start a war between the immortals and the underworld with his own power. The living beings of the Land of Cangxu could bear witness to his sinful behavior.
After he was done, the scribe took a deep breath and passed the paper to Cangxu.
Cangxu glanced at it, and a hint of disappointment appeared on his face. He then nodded.
"Inform all the regions in Cangxu and warn the future generations that the evildoer of Cangxu has been eradicated. The world will celebrate!"
After the scribe left, Cangxu looked at the beautiful lady in front of him with a hint of gentleness in his eyes.
"So what if I'm hated by millions of people as long as you don't abandon me? Do you regret. you?"
"His" to say "Cking" to say "Emperor" to is, the world. "
The woman smiled, her eyes filled with love. "Don't leave me behind this time."
"Let's go together. I'll be worried if you stay."
The woman's eyes were filled with happiness. She picked up the wine glass from the table.
"A late wedding toast. Do you want me to marry you?"
"Yes!"
Cangxu picked up the wine glass too. Their wrists intertwined.
…
After drinking the wine, their bodies slowly petrified. At the moment of death, they were still hugging each other, but their faces were filled with smiles.
Perhaps leaving together was the best relief they could get from their hundreds of thousands of years of running.
"Sigh …" The old man sighed in the hall.
"Cangxu, I'll send you to the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Whatever happens in the mortal world from now on, never mind."
The two souls were extracted from their petrified bodies and disappeared into thin air.
…
The Bridge of Helplessness in the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The woman looked at the bowl of soup that Meng Po handed to her. A trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes, but she still took it and drank it in one gulp.
However, Cangxu's figure appeared in her mind again when she closed her eyes.
"Love is deeply rooted, but this path can only be passed after the past has been severed. He's already gone, and he only drank one bowl!"
Tears rolled down Xian Ke's beautiful eyes. She reached out to Meng Po again, "Another bowl. I want to be with him, even in my next life."
Meng Po could not bear to see her like this, but she still handed her another bowl.
Xian Ke suddenly crouched by the bridge and cried after drinking the water.
"I still can't forget him!"
Meng Po sighed as she looked at the crying Xian Ke, "Forget it, I'll help you forget him."
A ball of pure Water Spirit appeared in Meng Po's palm and she handed it to the crying Xian Ke.
"Drink it, you'll forget him once you drink it!"
…
After Xian Ke drank the pure water of the River of Forgetfulness, she slowly stood up and walked forward woodenly. However, for some reason, tears flowed down from her eyes.
She felt like she had lost something important, but she could not remember what it was.
A figure appeared next to Meng Po. He looked at the woman's retreating figure affectionately until she disappeared …
"Have you decided?" Meng Po looked at Cangxu and asked.
"This is all my fault. If I were to be thrown into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it would be no different from pardoning me. I've already made a mistake, and I'll take responsibility for my actions. I can only atone for my sins by destroying my soul. I don't want to drag the Emperor of Feng Du into this, and I don't want to start a war between the two worlds."
Meng Po could not help but let out a long sigh as she looked at Cangxu's determined face. She opened the Gate of Forgetfulness under the River of Forgetfulness.
"Cangxu will no longer exist in this world, but I, Meng Po, will remember you!"
Cangxu nodded and walked towards the Gate of Forgetfulness.
Meng Po's voice rang again just as Cangxu's figure was about to be devoured by the Gate of Forgetfulness.
"A hundred lifetimes of bad karma, Cangxu. I'll help you awaken the memories of your past life and take a look at your past love. This is the last thing I can do."
The light in front of him grew brighter and brighter. At the last moment, figures appeared one after another. Cangxu could not help but cry as he saw his hundred lifetimes of reincarnation.
So, she was always by his side.
In my first life, I was the king. Even though I ruled over the world and created a picturesque landscape, I was still no match for the cinnabar in her eyes and peerless elegance.
In my second life, I was the general. Even though I spent half my life in glory and rode on horses, I was still no match for her black hair and flowery smile.
In my third life, I was the chivalrous man. Even though I traveled the world with my sword and became famous all over the world, I was still no match for her elegant figure.
In my fourth life, I was the musician. Even though I traveled the world with my sword, I was still no match for her elegant figure.
In my fifth life, I was the monk. Even though I cleansed my heart and restrained my desires, I was still no match for her elegant figure.
In my sixth life, I was the minister of the country. Even though I left my name in the history books, I was still no match for her elegant figure.
In my seventh life, I was the scholar. Even though I wore brocade and made a name for myself, I was still no match for her elegant figure.
In my eighth life, I was the farmer. Even though there were peach blossoms and mulberry trees, I was still no match for her red wedding gown.
In my ninth life, I was the painter. Even though painting was hard to come by, I was still no match for her simple hands.
…
In this life, I was the king. Even though I had millions of Yin soldiers and thousands of good generals, I was still no match for her smile.
"Hahahaha!"
His soul was gradually being torn apart by the River of Forgetfulness. However, the pain of his soul being torn apart was nothing compared to the pain of lovesickness in a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation.
Cangxu's white hair danced in the wind. He looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter was filled with the pain of lovesickness for a hundred lifetimes.
In the end, the bad karma ended in this life …
At the very last moment when his soul was torn apart, Cangxu's face was still filled with reluctance …
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