Gu Zhan's steps went away, and Jing Che also fell to the ground.
Her left hand unconsciously stroked her lower abdomen and felt the final temperature. She was very thin and suffered from bumps when she was pregnant, so her belly was no bigger than that of others in the past eight months. If it weren't for the careful care of Baili Fengjian in these three months... the child might not have been able to last for eight months.
From the beginning, she was not a competent mother. And the child's father... No, this child has no father! His father will definitely not recognize the existence of this evil seed. He has done too many things to seek profit and avoid harm.
And he was probably her.
"Baili Fengjian...Master..." The lips moved slightly, but when they listened carefully, they could only breathe. All the words were in the throat, and no matter how the overwhelming memories passed through the mind like a lantern, they could not speak. The water was blown out, and in a blink of an eye it turned into ice crystals and drifted away.
The white horse bones raised waves of white snow, and the wind chimes of the Mota kept spinning. In just a few years, from being the most intimate master and apprentice who acted like a spoiled person, he turned into an enemy who was fighting against each other.
Jing Che closed his eyes tightly, but could not stop the oncoming memories whistling with the biting bloody cold.
The sword lights and sword shadows were intrigues like floods, and the despairing past was still the face that was as rebellious as a knife.
"Mom lives for others all her life... But child, Mom will definitely not let you be destined to be destined before you are born. Your destiny and your life and death should be determined by yourself. Mom will let you survive, sure..."
Jing Che gritted his teeth and stood up, but his eyes emitted a cold and resolute light like a female wolf protecting her calf.
***
"Baili Fengjian has already chased him to the entrance of the cave, and it's quite fast at this time."
Gu Zhan snorted coldly while walking out of the depths of the cave, his slender eyes filled with disdain and sarcasm.
As soon as he finished speaking, he bit his tongue, flipped his hand, and a mouthful of blood spurted on Jing Che.
As the blood mist dissipated, wisps of white smoke were pulled out from Si Ming's body, as if being pulled by an invisible hand, and penetrated into Jing Che's body.
It was still the same face, as pale as porcelain, and the deep teeth on the bright red lips seemed to be dripping from bleeding at any time. I smiled, but the light flowing in my eyes was the determination and fanaticism that belonged to Gu Zhan.
"Okay, you can go and welcome your master together." Gu Zhan deliberately bit out the four words "your master", like a sarcasm. He witnessed this tragedy from beginning to end. From her childhood to her growth, Jing Che suddenly admitted that he was qualified to laugh at her.
Her master, Baili Fengjian, was standing at the entrance of the stone tablet at the bottom of the imperial tomb. Her dark sleeves were blown by the cold wind. Her long black hair was covered with a wisp of snow-white fluttering like waves. She held the Longyuan Sword in her right hand and pinched the trick in her left hand. She actually fought with Gu Zhan to the death when she met.
"Look, I am so eager to protect my calf. When I pinch the magic trick, I actually exposed the empty gate. What if I attack him from behind? It seems that Baili Fengjian, the most powerful figure in the Eight Desolate Continent in the past century, is so fragile in the face of love. People are gradually becoming stronger, only Baili Fengjian is going downhill... Jingche, the person Gu should thank the most is you, you have dragged down my enemy." Guzhan said to Jingche in his heart.
"He doesn't love me."
"It's a pity whether he loves it or not, he will die in a while."
“…”
"Do you have anything else to say to him?"
"……No."
"Then I would like to reward you with grace. Gu let you see how your most heroic and respected master in the world helped Gu, the demon king who is despised by everyone, open the seal of ancient divine power, and then return Yuan and the emperor to Gu all the things that you Zhenyi clan owed to Gu."
"..." Jing Che refused, "I said I only took a look, and didn't want to see more."
Baili Fengjian looked a little strange at first glance, but he couldn't have any suspicion about this face. He stretched out his hand and said to the woman in red: "Ache, come here, Master will take you out of here."
"Don't you understand yet? We can't go back no matter what." Jing Che's eyes were filled with a smelling black gas, which was quickly covered up and returned to his handsome appearance.
"I came here to take you away," the glory from somewhere reflected Baili Fengjian's pure black eyes, "I only want you."
A flash of flush suddenly appeared on Jing Che's pale face: "Really? Do you want to take me away regardless of the people of the world, the glory of the Sword Saint, and at any cost?"
"As long as you kill Gu Zhan, your master will settle everything for you."
"What then? Then continue to be our master and apprentice?"
“…”
"If you don't kill Gu Zhan, I'll leave with you now. Would you like?" Jing Che suddenly smiled, smiling sweetly and sadly, as if he was back to his initial coquettish act without grudges, but it added to the sadness for no reason.
"..." Baili Fengjian didn't know what to say for a moment. The sarcasm on Jiahuang Mountain definitely made him not have any hope to take her away. He just wanted to kill the demon king first and then tactfully persuade him.
But when Ben made the worst plan, he heard her tone that was as low as the most emotional one, which was clearly heard. It was like she was completely different from her on Jiahuang Mountain.
The woman opposite was covered with dark and light-colored blood stains, and her red black hair was so beautiful that it was so beautiful that it was pure and innocent. She stared at her intently and wanted to listen to his answer. The broken skirt was rolled up high by the wind and fell heavily.
"Don't you hate me anymore?"
"Hate, but I don't want to let you go. I will pester you by your side until you die." The curve of Jing Che's mouth deepened, but the affection in his eyes was like a fish entering the river, and he would never see him again.
"And our children, I want you to protect him."
Baili Fengjian was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, "Let me go in, I kill Guzhan. As long as I have a breath, I will protect you and hide in the sky, stay away from the hustle and bustle of war, and stay away from the troubles of the world. I will no longer be a sword saint, and will no longer be attached to the world's reason... I have missed too many things, and if I make mistakes, I will not be able to live the rest of my life."
Jing Che stared at Baili Fengjian from top to bottom as if incredible, and suddenly a bright smile appeared.
"Gu Zhan, I've killed me when he just wanted to take me. There is nothing in this world that can stop you and me."
"Master——" the voice was lingering and long.
"But I was injured and I dare not move, because the child might die if he moved-"
"You go and split the ancient divine power and integrate it into your child's body. In this way, the world will not be turbulent due to imbalance in power, and our children will be saved."
“…”
"Okay?" The sound was as soft as chestnut cake and shining with a new light like sunlight.
"Are you really Ache?" Baili Fengjian frowned tightly.
"I just suddenly figured it out on the verge of dying. At that time, the child kicked me. I didn't want to lose him anymore."
"I don't regret this life. But I'm sorry for my child. If you don't believe it, just kill me and then transfer your strength to the child to protect him."
The master and apprentice in the dark stone chamber were facing each other, and they did not move for a long time, just letting the north wind whistle on every pore of the body look like a needle or a stinging needle.
Baili Fengjian suddenly moved his right hand, and cross sword stroked across Jingche's heart, and then settled in front of the heart with a minute.
"Ache, I wish it was true, but I was even more afraid that it was fake."