Hu Yanting calmed down and found that Zi Yuan and others were looking behind him, their bodies stiffened, and they slowly turned around.

Suddenly, a sharp weapon passed through the flesh and blood. Zi Yuan saw the bloody tip of the sword that penetrated Hu Yanting's body, covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise.

But when Hu Yanting breathed a sigh of relief, he ignored the sharp sword inserted into his body, looked at the red figure in front of him with deep affection, and said slowly, "Cheng'er, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Ziyuan and others looked at Xue Qiancheng, and they were still wearing red clothes, with a beautiful face and no flaws were found. However, their temperament had completely changed. Their originally dazzling beautiful eyes were dead and their faces were cold, as if they had changed to someone else.

"This sword is for my mother to return it to you."

"Hu Yanting, there is no need to apologize between us anymore. Time has passed too long. It's so long that I can't remember whether I love you or hate you?"

"We're cleared, you go!" Xue Qiancheng didn't even look at Hu Yanting, and turned around and prepared to leave.

Hu Yanting pulled out the sharp sword inserted into him and threw it on the ground. His figure flashed and blocked Xue Qiancheng's face. He grabbed Xue Qiancheng's arm with a panic expression and said in pain: "Cheng'er, we have no two-clear, and we will never have two-clear! I know you are still blaming me, blaming me for killing our children, blaming my mother, blaming me for coming back for so long to apologize to you, but now that I am back, we have a lot of time in the future, I will compensate you and stay by your side. Cheng'er, give me a chance, let's start over, okay? Please!"

Hu Yanting's eyes burst into tears of regret, and he looked at Xue Qiancheng with a begging face. Seeing that Xue Qiancheng was still indifferent, his heart was occupied by fear.

Xue Qiancheng raised his head, looked at Hu Yanting coldly, and slowly said the words that broke Hu Yanting's heart.

"Hu Yanting, I fell in love with Zhiya. I love him, but I only realized after he died that I love him!" Xue Qiancheng broke free from Hu Yanting's hands and screamed hysterically.

Hu Yanting seemed to be a puppet whose soul was extracted. His eyes were dull and he looked at the yin pain, but he was still muttering: "I love him!" Xue Qiancheng.

Ziyuan pierced into Xue Yuxuan's arms, her face full of tears, and she couldn't bear to look at it again.

At this moment, a sudden change broke out, and the entire valley was surging with wind and clouds, and lightning and thunder were heard. Hu Yanting raised his hands, and a bright bead in the palm of his hand became bigger and bigger with time. A trace of blood also spilled out of the corner of Hu Yanting's mouth, and there was no trace of blood on his already pale face.

Suddenly, a familiar fluctuation came from the beads. Xue Qiancheng looked at the beads on Hu Yanting's hand with shock and murmured to himself: "Xiao Ya?"

Looking at Xue Qiancheng without blinking, Hu Yanting suddenly smiled.

"Cheng'er, we missed it after all. I owe you too much in this life. If I give me another chance, I hope I can be like Zhiya, without the misery of childhood, without the deep hatred of blood, without conspiracy, and be by your side, accompany you, and love you. Can you give me another chance?"

Looking at Hu Yanting like this, Xue Qiancheng shouted in panic: "Hu Yanting, what are you doing? Stop it!"

Hu Yanting looked at her with a smile, without answering, pointed his right hand straight into Xue Qiancheng's eyebrows, and the huge fairy spirit was injected into the sea of ​​consciousness, and Xue Qiancheng was immediately occupied by pain.

Hu Yanting looked at Xue Qiancheng who was tortured with pain with heartache and said reluctantly: "Cheng'er, I'm not by your side in the future, you must take good care of yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled relieved: "Haha~ I think too much, without me, you can live a better life!"

Hu Yanting turned to look at Xue Yuxuan, "You are also from the Snow Immortal Clan, so I'm sorry to apologize to the ancestors of the Snow Immortal Clan on behalf of me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a storage ring appeared on the palm of Xue Yuxuan's hand.

"This is my deity's intention. It was originally prepared for my unborn child. They are all things that are beneficial to the Snow Fairy Clan, so it can be considered as the best use of things!"

Hu Yanting looked at Ziyuan, Hong Yan, Dugu Ziyu, Huangfu Qitian, and a storage ring appeared on the palms of the four of them. "This is the reward for you to accompany me! I never owe anyone in my life!"

Hu Yanting quickly pinched out a series of magic seals with his left hand. The bead in the palm of his hand grew in the wind, and a figure appeared faintly in it.

Hu Yanting's eyes were ruthless, "I want you to owe me for the rest of my life!"

Hu Yanting's soul floated out of the sea of ​​consciousness, two identical figures, one big and one small, with cold eyes and two hands retracted, and the small figure suddenly became one in half, one shot towards the bead in the air, and one shot into Xue Qiancheng's eyebrows.

The originally noisy valley was quiet for a moment, the beads in the sky were shattered, the belts flew, and they stood in the air. It was Zhiwen Dali and gentle Mr. Zhiya.

At the bottom of the ice cliff, looking at the two figures leaving each other, everyone was both relieved and regretful.

Perhaps everyone has a different answer to feelings.
Chapter completed!