Ji Dao did not tell them the truth because it was too sensational. He just talked about being saved by others, and only disappeared for twenty-four years because he had to learn the unique skills of the saved people and recover from his injuries.
The moment they heard that the Evil Prison was destroyed by the Extreme Dao, the two of them finally breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, this ghost city that made them feel extremely headache was actually in such a deep underground, and no wonder no one noticed it.
"I came here mainly to get the long knife that I placed here."
When he mentioned this, Chu Qing looked guilty. Seeing this scene, Ji Dao roughly guessed what happened.
"Uncle. In the tenth year of your disappearance, this long sword was taken away by someone. It is said that it is a person in the core area of the human race, and we have no choice."
Ji Dao shook his head:
"No need to feel guilty, I have guessed this result."
After all, it is a holy weapon, so the human race will naturally leave some means of sensing. They must have discovered something and choose to reclaim the holy weapon. But it doesn’t matter what secrets are in the tide.
He didn't feel sorry for him. To be honest, he might no longer have the weapons he was allowed to hold in his hand now.
He didn't stop for a long time, just exchanged a few simple greetings and set off immediately, because he knew that there was another person who should be waiting for him.
Ji Dao didn't know where this kind of confidence came from, but he was extremely convinced of his views on this matter. He was extremely convinced that Qian Xuan would have a tacit understanding in that agreed place? He didn't know that this was more like an intuition, an intuition that he could not deny.
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As before, Qian Xuan looked at the slowly falling sunset, but her eyes were no longer as bright as when she first came here. The frost was on the ground she had stepped on, slowly melting and slowly appearing.
Han Shuang Jueqi had already practiced some tricks, but even so, he still didn't come. Qian Xuan once suspected that Ji Dao was really dead, but she would be extinguished by her once she had such a thought. How could she say that, this might be a kind of trust.
Although there is no basis for this kind of trust, and it can even be said that there is no reason for any reason. But she has this idea and he must be still alive, but he has no way to see him for some reason.
That day, when she was about to enter the house, she saw a figure with long hair blown by the wind in the afterglow of the sunset. She stopped, but her heart couldn't help but feel sank.
That look is not the ultimate.
She was very scared, she was really scared. This person was entrusted by Ji Dao, the person who brought news to him before he died. Qian Xuan knew that if Ji Dao died, he would do this, and he would not want to wait here.
When he could see the figure of the person below clearly, Qian Xuan found that he was wearing a mask, the pure white mask, which symbolized an ominous and a suffocating sense of oppression.
The two looked at each other. The masked man looked up and saw Qian Xuan's expression extremely nervous, and said softly:
"Who are you looking for?"
Sure enough, even Qian Xuan couldn't recognize him now.
After twenty-four years of torture, his temperament has long become extremely cold. When he gets along with him, he will only feel deep in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, without any emotion or warmth.
A breeze blew up the long hair of the two people. Suddenly, a very familiar fluctuation flashed in Qianxuan's heart. She looked stunned and an idea appeared in her mind.
"As a matter of course...you're still waiting here..."
No words are needed. Qian Xuan is enough to recognize the true identity of the person in front of him by just one sentence. Even if he wears a mask, even if his temperament has become completely different now, a sentence is enough...
A few drops of clear tears fell from Qianxuan's cheeks. At this moment, thousands of words seemed redundant again. Just respond and give the other party a kind smile, that's enough.
Under the setting sun, Qianxuan's tears in front of her were shining with golden light. She was like a beautiful bride covered with a layer of golden gauze, showing a shallow smile to the person she loved and the person she was thinking about.
After thirty-two years, the relationship between the two has been thrilled along the way, from the ignorance when they first met to the later "resistance".
One party is afraid that his misfortune may cause unpredictable harm to the other party. He does not want to see such a thing happen, so he has been deceiving himself and burying this emotion in the deepest part of his heart. It was not until in the desperate environment that the seed of love slowly sprouts and grows vigorously that he truly realizes what is the most precious to him. What he did not recognize before is actually what he cares about the most.
Because of her own weakness, the other party does not want the other party to be troubled by her own affairs. She does not want to force others, so she has been unable to take that step. She just wants to be someone who has always been by his side, watching him step by step, and striving towards her ideals step by step. She wants to be a sharer, want to share weals, woes, honors and disgraces with the other party, and until the end, she tries to take that step bravely under the guidance of others.
Both of them can be said to be emotional idiots. They both love each other deeply but are afraid of hurting each other, so they had to silently stick to their positions. A layer of invisible film originally separated the worlds of the two people. Although they were extremely close, they did not integrate into each other. The two events, a period of thirty-two years of waiting and a period of thirty-two years of waiting, finally opened a hole in the film.
They hugged each other tightly, and under the setting sun, the scene seemed so beautiful, like the best picture in the world.
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When she heard Ji Dao's experience and saw his face and his body, Qian Xuan cried unyieldingly. She might be the only person who would not feel afraid when she saw this scene, but the sadness of seeing her beloved being tortured into this way may not be understood by anyone who has not experienced it.
Jidao no longer has any sense of hearing, smell, taste, and even touch. When he was holding Qianxuan, he could only feel an object in his arms, but he could no longer feel what shape the object was.
He became such a terrible appearance, and his origin was invaded. Even if he cut off a piece of flesh and grew his body, he still looked like this. Qianxuan was crying sadly, and Ji Dao couldn't bear it. This was naturally a very heavy blow to her.
Qian Xuan had already learned that Ji Dao could no longer have children. Now even her whole person has become such a terrible appearance, like a woman in love. One night before marriage, she discovered that her future husband had become a person covered with toad pusses. How could it be so easy to accept?
Ji Daogang wanted to send a message, but heard the next sentence:
"Ji Dao. Now, are you willing to marry me?"
If it were the past, his eyes would have been wet now, but he could not cry anymore. He had no ability anymore. Looking at her innocent face, even if he had become like this, even if he had become a human being and a ghost, and the most terrifying image in everyone's heart, she still confessed to him.