"Zhou Yuchen? Why is she here?" Hong Yan showed a look of surprise, "Bai, you go first, don't let Zhou Yuchen see you."
"I know." Bai's body flashed and quickly transformed into the state of Tianxin, blending into the space between heaven and earth and disappearing.
Under the dim sunset, only Hong was left outside the small temple filled with the aura of death.
Zhou Yuchen stepped out of the void, looked at Hong's tall figure, and with indescribable joy in her heart, she trotted towards Hong with a smile on her face.
"Hanxue!"
Zhou Yuchen hugged Hong's waist from behind and pressed his head tightly against Hong's back, carefully feeling the tenderness that he had thought about day and night for so many years.
Hong slowly opened Zhou Yuchen's hands, turned around, and pushed Zhou Yuchen's body away.
The joy on Zhou Yuchen's face suddenly froze, "Hanxue, what's wrong with you? Are you not happy to see me?"
Hong said solemnly, "Zhou Yuchen, why are you looking for me now? Didn't I tell you that in fifty years, I will go to Linghan Sect to find you?"
Zhou Yuchen lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I really miss you so much, so I wanted to come to Mowumen to find you. I shouldn't have caused any trouble for you."
Hong was silent.
"By the way, when I came here just now, I felt an aura that was exactly the same as yours. It was so strange." Zhou Yuchen said.
"That's my clone." Hong said, "I sent it on a mission."
"I see, I wonder how there are such similar auras in the world." Zhou Yuchen believed in Hong too much. In fact, as long as she thought about it for a moment, she would know that there was a flaw in what Hong said.
Because the aura is not as strong as Hong. I can create a clone as powerful as myself, which requires special abilities or special laws of heaven, and Hong obviously does not have this ability.
But love always makes people blind, so Zhou Yuchen chose to give up thinking and make himself blind. Zhou Yuchen threw herself into Hong's arms again, rubbed her head and said, "Hanxue,
Do you know? I have been thinking about you all these years. You said you would come to see me in fifty years, but I can’t wait any longer. You never reply to me, so I sent someone to Mowu
I sent dozens of letters to the Gate, but they all fell into the sea without any news. That’s why I wanted to go to Mowu Gate to find you, but I didn’t expect to meet you here.”
Hong frowned and suddenly pushed Zhou Yuchen away.
The force of this push was so strong that Zhou Yuchen took three steps back and fell directly onto the weeds behind him.
The joy on her face instantly turned into confusion, surprise and a hint of fear.
"Hanxue, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry with me?" Zhou Yuchen looked very aggrieved, "Did I come to you to make you angry?"
Hong said, "Zhou Yuchen, don't come to me again in the future. Go back to your Linghan Sect and stop pestering me."
Zhou Yuchen's expression became stiff. She stared at Hong with a sour look in her eyes, "Hanxue, what happened? Did I do something wrong?"
Hong said, "You have done nothing wrong. The relationship between us is completely over."
After saying that, Hong turned and left.
Zhou Yuchen stood up in a hurry and took Hong's hand, "Don't go! Tell me, why is this? Why do you suddenly do this to me?" "Zhou Yuchen, don't you understand? From the beginning
I never loved you in the beginning. Being with you was just a momentary impulse." Hong showed a smile, "Besides, you are quite pretty, so I just played with you. Enough fun now.
, the relationship between us will naturally end."
"No!" Zhou Yuchen's eyes widened, and there was a hint of madness about to collapse in her eyes, "You told me that you would stay with me for the rest of your life, are these false?"
"Of course it's false." Hong said, "How can you take it seriously if it's tender and affectionate? Those are all lies. It's a waste that you've lived for decades and you're still so naive."
Zhou Yuchen held Hong's hand, which became softer and no longer as strong as before.
"Fake? It's just for fun." Zhou Yuchen recalled the warm scenes, and an unspeakable anger emerged in his heart. "That's right, it's fake." Hong said, "I always only have Xiaoya in my heart.
We are just one person. When I was with you, I just felt a little empty and lonely, so I just stayed with you. You don’t really think that I will be with you forever.
Let’s go together?”
Zhou Yuchen held Hong's hand and slowly let go. The anger in her heart was building up like a volcano.
In the past, those vows of eternal love, those eternal vows, those sweet conversations, and the collision of soul and body, seemed to have become a kind of joke, mercilessly mocking Zhou Yuchen's innocence and infatuation.
"Li Hanxue, how could you do this to me!" Zhou Yuchen gritted his teeth.
Hong said, "Okay, I've finished what I need to say. Don't come to Kong Mo Mountain to look for me again, let alone pester me. The person I love has never been you."
After that, Hong left the small temple without looking back.
The last ray of sunset sank into the sea level. The wind in the dilapidated small temple became stronger. The wooden door kept creaking. The old crow sat on the branch and kept making hoarse calls, seeming to laugh at Zhou.
Yuchen.
Zhou Yuchen clenched his fists, his fingertips had sunk into the flesh and blood, and the dripping blood and unwilling tears fell on the withered yellow leaves.
"Why can't you forget her? For a dead person, you can treat me so cruelly. Li Hanxue, I hate you, I will hate you all my life!"
Zhou Yuchen stood under the dusk. After an unknown amount of time, she finally turned around and left in despair.
But the dilapidated little temple still maintains its original appearance.
…
At the same time, the underworld connected to the Nebula Continent, the center of the Yunhe underworld.
Two men were sitting in a black river, holding hands with each other, as if they were practicing some kind of powerful technique.
The dense black mist continued to disperse from the heads of the two people, gradually forming two patterns around them.
Above the head of the young man is a majestic and fierce statue of a god. This statue has four faces, either happy or sad, benevolent or evil. His upper body is mainly made of gold and black, while his lower body is almost made of black mist.
shrouded.
Powerful spiritual fluctuations emanated from this statue, causing the entire River Styx to become distorted. This distortion was not a distortion in reality, but a distortion in the spiritual world. As long as they were practicing meditation, they would definitely