Chapter 104 Yu Mo Sword Xue Yu prepared everything and made all preparations, but when Xue Tian fell in front of him dripping blood and injured, Xue Yu's sword could not penetrate Xue Tian at all.
chest.
"Dad, let me ask you one last time, are you willing to let go of the Snow Clan?" Xue Yu was heartbroken.
Xue Tian looked at Xue Yu and sneered, "Yuer, are you going to kill your father with your own hands? Just for a woman? Dad will tell you today, except for the dead father, he will not let the Snow Clan go. Their illusions
You can help dad get the whole world."
"Dad, I can't kill you, but I can't watch you hurt Xue Mo." Xue Yu's eyes were filled with pain, and he was no longer the arrogant and smiling Xue Yu in Xue Clan Village. "The most painful thing is for you.
What is it? Is it the fall of Xuejiapu or my death?"
"What do you want to do?" Xue Tian was shocked.
Xue Yu smiled desperately, "Today is the last day of the three-month period, and it is also the last day of my life. Dad, I am exchanging my life for the reputation of Xuejiabao. Can you let Xue go because of this?"
Mo, I just want her to live happily."
As soon as Xue Yu finished speaking, his body fell heavily to the ground.
"Yu'er!" Xue Tian stepped forward and picked up Xue Yu.
Xue Yu stretched out his palm, looked at the flashing red lines on his palm, and smiled, "I'm sorry, because I love you but it brings you pain."
"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" Xue Tian looked at Xue Yu in panic.
"Dad," Xue Yu looked at Xue Tian, "If you still have some father-son affection for me, please don't touch Xue Mo. I said I would rather die than let her down. Now I can never marry her again. I
I'm sorry for her, please don't hurt her again."
"Yu'er, listen to me. If you dare to die, I will have the entire Snow Clan buried with you, do you hear me?" Xue Tian held Xue Yu's hand tightly.
Xue Yu never looked at Xue Tian again. All his energy had disappeared. He took out the purse on his chest and held it firmly in his hand, "I really want to see you again."
This was the last sentence left by Xue Yu. Xue Tian hugged Xue Yu's body crazily. He didn't feel at all that he had forced his son to death. Instead, he transferred all his hatred to the Snow Clan and took advantage of it.
Taking the purse in Xue Yu's hand, Xue Tian vowed to let everyone be buried with Xue Yu.
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The story ended and the scene fell. Mu Zixuan's tears were falling like rain. She didn't know that this was the truth. She didn't know that he had suffered so much. He didn't like to fight. Under what circumstances did he kill so many people?
Standing among the corpses everywhere, does he feel the same disgust as himself?
No one knew what to say, and all the inexplicable hatred towards Xue Yu disappeared. His pain seemed to be the deepest, as deep as the bottom of the cliff. In the last three months, I hope Xue Tian would let Xue Yu go.
clan, but still couldn't do it. If he knew that his efforts would result in the disappearance of the Snow clan, he doesn't know whether it would be more painful.
Mu Zixuan walked towards Xue Yu, held Xue Yu's already cold palm with his slender hands, and turned it over gently. When he saw the clear red mark on Xue Yu's palm, he cried out like a child. She
He put Xue Yu's hand tightly on his chest and cried out in pain, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry that I hated you for five years. I'm sorry that I didn't believe your words. I'm sorry that I didn't see you before you left. Now I'm here
In front of you, please look at me again, okay? Please look at me, don't you want to see me so much? Now that I'm here, why are you unwilling to look at me again."
Qiao Shuang'er's tears had fallen, and Xiao Yan had turned around. Why did the love between the handsome young man and the beautiful and innocent alien girl end in tragedy?
Taoist Xuanyang lowered his head, and Jing Yirong frowned, because of the sadness of Xue Mo and Xue Yu's love. When she gradually understood what caring and caring were, all the emotions in her body seemed to slow down.
She woke up slowly, as if she now knew that she was feeling sympathy and distress.
Taoist Xuanyang stepped forward and handed a sword to Mu Zixuan, "You gave this to the young master. He has always kept it. In order to be afraid that the castle master would seize the sword after his death, he kept the sword on the path.
Here, I’ll give it back to you now.”
"Can you give me Xue Yu back?" Mu Zixuan smiled sadly, "Now I only want Xue Yu. From the beginning to the end, all I want is him."
"I can't do anything." Taoist Xuanyang said helplessly.
Mu Zixuan took the sword from Taoist Xuanyang's hand. The unopened sword still could not be pulled out. Mu Zixuan turned to look at Jing Yirong, "Miss Jing, I give this sword to you. Thank you for avenging me.
Can you please take care of someone for me?"
"Who?" Jing Yirong looked at the sword in his hand, the old iron shell was covered in rust.
"Xue Li." Mu Zixuan shed a tear, and Mu Zixuan's affectionate eyes fell on Xue Yu again, "Yu, do you know that we have a daughter, her name is Xue Li."
"Where is she?" Jing Yirong asked again.
"I don't know. She looked so much like Xue Yu that I gave her away because I couldn't bear it." Mu Zixuan's eyes were filled with guilt and he never moved his eyes away from Xue Yu's face, "I'm sorry, don't blame me."
Really? Can you still think of me as Xue Mo from five years ago?"
"Have you been lonely these past five years? Do you miss Xue Mo? I'm sorry for making you wait for me for five years." Mu Zixuan said, with blood already flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Nalan Qingyi saw something was wrong and said, "Miss Mu!"
"My name is Xue Mo," Mu Zixuan repeated, "Xue Yu's Xue Mo." Mu Zixuan's disappearance was Xue Mo's rebirth.
"Xue Mo," Jing Yirong said, "if you leave, Xue Li will be the only one left."
"In this life, I owe my tribe and Li'er. I don't want to owe Xue Yu anymore. After all, my love is still selfish," Xue Mo held Xue Yu's hand tightly and showed her first happy expression before closing her eyes.
Laughing, "We can finally be together."
Xue Mo was reborn for only half a moment before she went to accompany Xue Yu. This was indeed the case. There was only Xue Yu in Xue Mo's world, and their love was as beautiful as snow.
There was silence in the secret room, and the sword in Jing Yirong's hand suddenly moved.
"What happened to him?" Nalan Zhijin asked in surprise.
No one could answer. The long sword jumped into the air and flew above Xue Yu and Xue Mo. The blade of the sword emitted a boundless light. The scenes of Xue Yu and Xue Mo from meeting to falling in love flashed back like a movie, followed by Xue Mo and Xue Mo.
Xue Yu's body slowly floated up, and was finally sucked into the sword body. All the old rust on the sword shell fell off, and there were exquisite carvings under the rust. The whole body of the sword exuded a bright light, which did not feel dazzling.
But it feels warm, just like the love between Xue Yu and Xue Mo.
The sword moved towards Jing Yirong, Jing Yirong stretched out his hand, and the sword landed firmly on Jing Yirong's hand.
Jing Yirong held the sword and was surprised to find that the sword body was actually warm, and the lines on the sword shell were so delicate that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
"It's Qingluan." Taoist Xuanyang exclaimed, "Qingluan only wants to meet his other half in his life, and he met both Xue Yu and Xue Mo."
"Yu Mo?" Jing Yirong looked at the words on the sword hilt.
Qiao Shuang'er stepped forward in surprise, "Is this Yumo Sword? So this is what Yumo Sword means, is it Xue Yu and Xue Mo?"
"What do you know?" Jing Yirong looked at Qiao Shuang'er.
"Brother Yu Liu said that there are four most powerful weapons in the world. One is the Qinling Fan that ranks third in his hand, and the top one is the Yumo Sword in your hand," Qiao Shuang'er replied, "But I
I never thought that Yumojian would appear like this."
Jing Yirong pulled out the Yumo Sword. The blade was crystal clear, not like iron but more like ice. It was pure and without any flaws. Jing Yirong waved the Yumo Sword gently towards the coffin. The coffin instantly turned into powder, which was even more shocking.
To my surprise, the fragments were covered with a layer of frost.
The temperature in the secret room dropped extremely, and everyone except Qiao Shuang'er shivered unconsciously.
Taoist Xuanyang walked towards Jing Yirong and said, "Yu Mo Jian will be loyal to you if he chooses you. I would like to congratulate you for getting this sword."
"You seem to still owe me something that you haven't repaid," Jing Yirong put the sword on Taoist Xuanyang's neck, "I don't know if I should let you open the Yumo Sword and see the blood."
"Xiao Dao is just an old man in this mortal world. He obeys God's will in everything. If Miss Jing wants Xiao Dao's life, take it." Taoist Xuanyang looked like he didn't care about life or death.
Nalan Qingyi stepped forward, "Looking at the clothes and appearance, Taoist Master Xuanyang saved Mr. Xue's memory for five years and let him go. Without him, Mr. Xue would not have been able to reunite with Miss Xue Mo again."
"I'll spare your life," Jing Yirong put away her sword and turned around to leave.
"Wait a minute." Qiao Shuang'er hurriedly grabbed her and walked towards Taoist Xuanyang, "I heard that you know the future? Help us all take a look."
Taoist Xuanyang smiled and said, "Miss Qiao, sometimes it's not a good thing to know what will happen in the future. It's better to just let nature take its course and wait."
"Don't say these things that I don't understand. Anyway, I just want to know now." Qiao Shuang'er handed her hand to Taoist Xuanyang, "Help me take a look."
Taoist Xuanyang shook his head helplessly, held Qiao Shuang'er's hand, and remained silent.
Qiao Shuang'er opened her eyes wide and waited expectantly. Seeing Taoist Xuanyang frown, she suppressed a smile and said, "Why are you so serious?"
"I can't see your future, because every moment you live will be your last moment." Taoist Xuanyang showed some sympathy.
After hearing this, Nalan Zhenqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er. Although he didn't understand the meaning of Taoist Xuanyang's words, he still felt more distressed and afraid.
Qiao Shuang'er hurriedly withdrew her hand, casually grabbed Jing Yirong's hand and handed it to Taoist Xuanyang, "Where's this?"
As soon as Taoist Xuanyang held Jing Yirong's hand, he spoke, "There is only a thin line between love and hate. It's all up to you."
"Hey, according to you, no one here will be happy?" Qiao Shuang'er sounded dissatisfied.
Taoist Xuanyang looked around and his eyes fell on Nalan Zhijin, "You will be the happiest."
Nalan Zhijin pointed at himself, "Me?"
"What about me?" Nalan Zhenqi looked at Taoist Xuanyang, "What about me?"
"When the person you respect the most becomes the person you hate the most, I hope you can survive it."
Upon hearing this, Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong unconsciously. The master was someone he respected, but how could he become the person he hated the most.
"The last word from the path is for you two." Taoist Xuanyang's eyes fell on Nalan Qingyi and Xiao Yan again, and he said to Xiao Yan: "The line between life and death is entirely up to you." He looked at Nalan Qingyi.
Shi Ze showed a meaningful expression, "If you continue like this, you will have to reap the consequences."
Taoist Xuanyang's words made everyone fall into deep thought. After a few years, they finally understood what Taoist Xuanyang's words meant. His words confirmed what they were most afraid of in their lives.