The girl's voice was soft and her eyes were filled with tears.
"In fact, I have been with you all these years. It makes me uncomfortable to watch you torture yourself."
"Yuze won't blame you, and neither will I."
"Chang Li, you are not at all wrong about what happened back then."
"Kunwu Sword Sect launched an attack on Xuanyuan Sect, and Yuze was caught in the middle. He felt guilty and blamed himself. That was the path he chose. He was already prepared to die before he came. It has nothing to do with you."
The elders of the school, regardless of moral principles, attacked the young men who had not yet grown up.
On one side are his close friends, and on the other side are his disciples who are very grateful to him.
Yuze had no choice but to sacrifice his life for justice.
But these have nothing to do with Su Changli.
He shouldn't have to carry this.
"Let yourself go."
Yun Huan looked at Su Changli and spoke softly,
"Promise me to bring back the old Su Changli, okay?"
Su Changli seemed to have realized something, and condensed the spiritual power around him and sent it towards Yun Huan's body.
"Yun Huan. Don't leave."
Using spiritual power as a guide and flesh and blood as a sacrifice, he wanted to keep him.
Seeing Su Changli's actions, Song Qingyun's expression changed slightly, as if he wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Sang Luo.
He looked at Sang Luo,
"Senior sister, Master cannot bear such a reversal of forbidden techniques."
Sang Luo's seal held up the spiritual energy on the Liudao Mountain, looking at the two people not far away,
"We can't stop it, Yun Huan is Master's obsession."
It has been a thousand years, Yuze's death, Yun Huan's death, these are all the inner demons and obsessions that have trapped the Master.
Tears appeared in Song Qingyun's eyes,
"But, we just look at Master like this."
It took a long time to wake up.
Master Chuxue went to the upper world, Master Changluo died, and now only their master is left.
Sang Luo looked at the two people not far away, the expression in his eyes changed for a long time, and finally lowered his eyes and said softly,
"Master, nothing will happen to you."
Yun Huan, I won’t let anything happen to Master.
I don't know why, but Sang Luo just believes in Yun Huan.
A thousand years ago, he exchanged his life for his life and brought the fallen demon boy back to the human world.
How could you be willing to let anything happen to him after you have been with him silently for thousands of years?
Song Qingyun nervously clenched the hand hanging by his side and looked at Sang Luo,
"Senior sister, that senior, is there still hope?"
Sang Luo whispered,
"I can't save it."
She failed to understand the path of life and death, and Yun Huan only left a residual soul, dependent on the Pearl Flower for two lifetimes. Thousands of years have passed, and this interdependent spiritual breath is about to disperse.
If Chu Yanshu was here, maybe Yun Huan's soul could be preserved for a while.
But things always go wrong like this, and she can only gather the remaining soul for her, but she can't save it.
Song Qingyun raised his eyes and looked at the Changli Sword Master and the purple-clothed girl not far away. Master, this life is really hard.
He fought alone in Liudao Mountain and was in seclusion for thousands of years at Xuefeng Peak. Except for Uncle Changluo, there was no one to talk to in the past. He was really too lonely.
Su Changli failed to keep Yun Huan after all.
His spiritual energy was scattered and was completely useless to Yun Huan's soul.
In this life, he can only practice swordsmanship.
For other ways, it is completely incomprehensible.
Yun Huan raised her hand to touch his eyebrows and spoke softly,
"Long distance, live well, we will see you in the next life."
But as far as Su Changli was concerned, how could there be an afterlife?
The life of a monk is long, especially for a person like him with extremely high cultivation talent. On the road to immortality, the immortal road will only turn into a wisp of breeze in the mountains at the end. Where can there be an afterlife?