Chapter 431 The Wailing of Ten Thousand Swords

They looked at each other, silent for a while.

There was a unique blue aura in his eyes that belonged to only one person. How could Luo Diandian not know who the person was?

But the other party's eyes suddenly sank and fell on him, and he frowned and noticed the Ghost King in the distance.

As smart as he is, how could he not know what everyone else could see?

In the distance, Xiao Ying'er covered her tears and turned sideways, not daring to look over here again.

It seems that it was the senior sister who forcibly woke him up. She wanted to leave secretly, but was caught at the last moment.

In this sudden meeting, Luo Diandian didn't know what to say.

Does it mean, "I'm about to die, so you have to take good care of Xiaohuo and the others from now on"?

But there really wasn't anything more to say now, so Luo Diandian thought so and really said it out loud.

Unexpectedly, Lu Wuhui on the other side listened without any reaction on his face.

His heavy eyes just stared at her steadily, suppressing his emotions in his heart.

The person in front of him was still thinking about others when he was dying. He suddenly felt angry and funny.

But the figure became more and more transparent, the breath was constantly slowing down, and Lu Wuhui's eyes gradually became turbulent.

"What about me?"

With his thin lips slightly opened, he finally asked the first sentence of their meeting.

Luo Diandian was stunned, and saw Lu Wuhui had landed in front of her and walked towards her slowly.

"What should I do?"

His broad figure finally stopped in front of her, blocking the Ghost King and others behind him.

Luo Diandian could only look up at him.

"What are you going to do with me?"

Three questions in a row, but they only asked one question——

Has she ever thought about what he would do without her?

"I..." Luo Diandian was speechless for a moment.

Her world is not just about him; she is even willing to sacrifice her life for other friends and family, and even for all the people in the world.

But after Lu Wuhui abandoned his way to return his love, the world only had one meaning left.

How could Luo Diandian not know what he meant? This was also the key reason why she wanted to see him but didn't dare to.

Finally, she slowly lowered her head and could only murmur softly, "I'm sorry."

These words made Lu Wuhui frown for no reason, as if she was forcibly widening the distance between them.

Looking at her like this, my soul felt extremely painful.

Her gentle eyebrows were slightly curled up, and she was trying hard to endure and not show her full pain in front of him.

She had clearly accomplished such a great thing, yet now she was so stubborn and fragile in front of him.

His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. In the pain, Lu Wuhui didn't say anything else.

He knelt beside her and took her scattered and no longer solid figure into his arms.

He wanted to gently wipe away the blood from the corner of her mouth, but found that he couldn't even touch the blood.

He took off the gauze in front of her eyes and waved away a ray of enchanting blue spiritual energy.

Luo Diandian slowly opened her eyes and was able to see clearly the face she had been thinking about day and night.

"Are you scared?"

A low voice, full of endless tenderness.

It turns out that the person who always has a layer of coldness around him looks like this after melting away.

Luo Diandian, who had returned from the mortal world and had always been moving forward by holding his breath, really couldn't bear it anymore.

How could she not be afraid of death, separation from everyone, and disappearing from this world?

It was just that the initial anger in his heart temporarily concealed the fear in his heart. Now, in front of the person closest to him, all disguises were stripped away.

The crystals in his eyes slowly fell, reflecting the bright light in the sky.

Each drop of tears made the person on top feel even more heartbroken.

How could Lu Wuhui not know that his influence on her later growth was actually due to him?

She had to bear for him the things that she shouldn't have to bear, and protect her everything that she shouldn't have to protect alone.

How could her love not be as deep as his?

Although she was often too shy to express it in words and felt awkward, all these things showed that she loved him very much.

But the price paid is too high.

Looking at the scene of the two people relying on each other, and knowing that their goodbye would be a farewell forever, Xiao Ying'er's heart was really unbearable.

Tears were already streaming down my face.

The world is at peace, but the person you love most has disappeared from this world.

As Xiao Ying'er knew Lu Wuhui very well, she knew that he was just the calm before a sudden storm and didn't want Luo Diandian to see his true emotions.

It would be too unfair to let her leave with resentment, self-blame, and pain in her heart.

Time passes so too fast.

The star formation of mutual destruction has begun and there is no way to stop it.

Until the end, Luo Diandian was so tired that she couldn't hold on any longer and the tears in her eyes flowed out.

"I don't regret it. You have to live well and say sorry to Xiaohuo for me."

Even the pain in his soul had faded away. Luo Diandian held on to his last bit of consciousness and said those words -

"Lu Wuhui, I love you."

A soft voice like fluff passed by my ears, and the person next to me froze.

The fragile figure eventually turned into powdered light and completely disappeared into the distant star array.

She threw everything she had into it, leaving nothing behind. All that was left was the veil that Lu Wuhui had torn off, which was the only proof that she had ever been in this world.

Watching the person you love most slowly disappear in your arms.

The people in the field could no longer suppress their restrained emotions.

The monstrous demonic blue spiritual energy emanated from his body, and the huge fluctuations of the spiritual energy even pushed Xiao Ying'er, who was watching from the side, back dozens of meters.

The consciousness of the people watching everything from underground was completely shattered by this powerful explosion.

"What's going on?"

At this time, countless sword cultivators underground reacted and noticed something was wrong. The swords on their waists were trembling slowly.

Even the dormant long swords buried in different sword tombs were affected and began to buzz.

In an instant, countless long swords in heaven and earth wailed.

Under the violent fluctuations of the soul, a certain barrier buried deep in the sea of ​​consciousness was actually broken through.

Lu Wuhui slowly opened his eyes. There was no warmth in his eyes, but rather a kind of contempt for all living beings.

The cold moon above the nine heavens overlooks the world.

The aura was so cold that even the people below, who were several miles away, could not raise their heads to look directly at it.

Then he noticed something, slowly turned around and looked at the Ghost King who was still being devoured by the star array.

The Ghost King, who was about to make some small movements, was suddenly stared at by a pair of devilish blue pupils, and a terrifying aura came over him like a tidal wave.

His mind tensed, and he quickened his movements.

At this moment, he also saw the ghost face of Luo Diandian's death in the dark. For some reason, he had a strange feeling in his heart.

But the next moment, his figure began to float uncontrollably.

Ghost Face frowned, feeling a little confused.

But before he could think about it, his figure flew above the dome.