Somehow, bitter memories from decades ago came flooding back.

Xuan Lingzi felt a tightness in his throat, and before he could speak, he saw Luo Jianqing raise his finger and block his lips: "Master, I finally found you. Do you know how anxious I have been these days? What should I do if I can never see you again in this life..."

"Gradually clear..."

Luo Jianqing shook his head gently. He stepped forward and leaned against Xuan Lingzi's chest. The scorching heat passed through the place where their bodies touched. Luo Jianqing groaned softly before continuing, "Master, you pushed me out that day, and I still hold a grudge against you. You must never do this again. If you're gone..." He paused before continuing, "If you're gone, what's the point of me living?"

Xuan Lingzi couldn't help but reach out and hold the young man's waist: "Jianqing..."

Luo Jianqing said: "Yes, I'm here. Master, let's leave here. It's too dangerous here."

As he spoke, Luo Jianqing grabbed Xuan Lingzi's hand and pulled him out of the canyon.

Xuan Lingzi's right hand held the elixir, while Luo Jianqing held his left hand tightly. He was practically being dragged along by Luo Jianqing. Standing behind him, Xuan Lingzi's gaze passed from Luo Jianqing's face to his high collarbone, and finally to the hand that was tightly holding his own.

Luo Jianqing turned around helplessly and smiled: "Master, why do you keep looking at me? If you keep looking at me like this, something will go wrong."

Xuan Lingzi asked, "What's the problem?"

As usual, Luo Jianqing raised an eyebrow, a playful look flashed across his eyes. He quickly said "a big problem", then suddenly leaned forward and was about to kiss Xuan Lingzi on the lips.

However, what he kissed was only Xuan Lingzi's palm.

Luo Jianqing looked at Xuan Lingzi in astonishment.

Xuan Lingzi lowered his eyes and looked at him lovingly.

"Although I can't bear to kill you, why did you lie to me like this? No matter how much you resemble him, you are not him after all."

Luo Jianqing froze for a moment, the smile slowly fading from his face. A gloom gradually enveloped his otherwise extraordinary features. Finally, he lowered his head, gave a strange laugh, and asked, "You say you can't bear to kill me? Then in my past life, whose sword pierced my heart? Who couldn't save me? Do you think you've become a demon? Do you think that slaughtering the righteous for me is enough? You never saved me. Either Li Xiuchen killed me, or you did!"

Xuan Lingzi's body suddenly stiffened.

"Xuan Lingzi! You keep saying you love me, but don't forget that for the sake of justice, you didn't save me at the last moment! You could have chosen not to accept Li Xiuchen as your disciple, you could have chosen not to teach him magic, you could have even expressed your feelings to me directly, but you did nothing. You thought you were saving me, but in reality, it was you! Step by step, you pushed me into a dead end!"

"No! I did it to save you. I accepted him as my disciple for you..."

"Xuan Lingzi, are you still deceiving yourself?"

The world suddenly changed.

On the Cliff of Broken Love in Qizhou, Xuan Lingzi stood in front of the righteous people, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the scene in front of him.

He saw the person he loved most, staring at him in disbelief, their elegant, beautiful face drenched in blood. A long sword pierced the man's heart. His fingers tightly gripped the blade, and he stumbled, step by step, towards Xuan Lingzi.

With every step he took, he spat out blood.

Tears kept flowing from his eyes, but he was smiling. He asked again and again: "Why... didn't you save me?"

Xuan Lingzi's eyes were filled with blood, and his body was trembling continuously. He could almost feel the spiritual energy in his body erupting into violence, and every meridian in his body was collapsing. A stream of blood flowed from his mouth, but he still did not move, only keeping his eyes open, staring at the person walking towards him.

"Why did you take him as your apprentice?"

"Why didn't you tell me you liked me?"

"Why did you just watch me being deserted by my friends and family?"

"Wuyin, do you really... like me?"

boom!

Xuan Lingzi's world suddenly collapsed. He spat out a mouthful of golden blood and ran forward with all his might, hugging the man. He hugged him tightly, pressing him into his arms. Xuan Lingzi used his hand to block the blood that continued to flow from the man's chest, repeating over and over again: "Jianqing, don't die, don't die... Don't die..."

But the blood just kept gushing out, and the face of the person in his arms became paler and paler.

Luo Jianqing gently reached out and touched Xuan Lingzi's face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master, do you really... love me?"

Xuan Lingzi immediately replied, "I love you."

Luo Jianqing laughed and said, "Yes, you love me, but you accepted a second disciple and did nothing to stop him from framing me. Where were you when I was expelled from Taihua Mountain? Where were you when I was hunted by all the righteous cultivators in the world?"

Xuan Lingzi was stunned for a long time before he said, "Heaven says that this is for your own good. Master has calculated that only in this way can you..."

"Wuyin, you don't love me at all."

Xuan Lingzi opened his eyes wide: "Jianqing..."

"Yes, you may love me, but you only love my skin. How can you love me? Someone who truly loves me will not watch me being wronged by others, nor will he stand against me and let his sword kill me!"

"Jianqing!"

"Wuyin, why... don't you die with me?"

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