Venerable Yunxiao looked exhausted. Bei Minghao looked at the sky with some anxiety and a bad feeling.
“Master, you look unwell. Why don’t you take me back to rest?”
"No need, Master has something else to say. Please let your father and the others in!"
Yunxiao persisted, as if he had only one breath left, like a lamp running out of oil.
"Yes, Master."
Bei Ming Haotian nodded sadly and went to open the door to let everyone in.
"Senior brother."
"master."
As soon as Tian Nanxing and Bei Mingyechen entered, they exclaimed anxiously, for they had never seen the Cloud Soaring Venerable so fragile.
The rest of the people followed quietly behind.
"Ye Chen, Nan Xing, my time is coming to an end. From now on, the task of maintaining peace across the continents will depend on you."
"master."
Bei Ming Ye Chen knelt sadly before Venerable Yun Xiao.
"Senior brother, did you already know that Yan'er would face this calamity, and that's why you've been holding on until now?"
Tian Nanxing looked at him with a pained expression.
“Nanxing, we assisted the Holy Emperor back then, but we never expected that the world would still be torn apart in the end. I have now fulfilled my responsibilities.”
After speaking, Venerable Yunxiao closed his eyes and stopped talking. After a while, his body was enveloped in a light, and slowly, his entire body disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Master." Bei Ming Haotian knelt down sadly, his mind filled with memories of his master and the moments they had shared. From a young age, his master had always taught him with great care, and he was eternally grateful for everything.
Everyone was immersed in grief, and no one wanted anyone to leave their side...
The morning sun slowly drew back the curtain, and another splendid and colorful morning descended upon the world with its freshness.
Two uninvited guests arrived at Guiyun Pavilion: Hua Nongying and Baili Jun'ao, who had heard that Nangong Ziyan was still alive.
Now that Baili Jun'ao is the emperor, everyone who sees him shows him more respect.
In Bei Ming Haotian's room, Nangong Ziyan slowly opened her eyes. Her beautiful eyelashes, as delicate as small fans, fluttered, and her exquisite face was filled with confusion. Where was she? Suddenly, the scene of killing Wuguzi flashed through her mind, Yifei's fierce palm strike, the suffocating pain in her chest... Nangong Ziyan abruptly sat up, gasping for breath. Was she already dead? Why didn't her chest hurt at all?
"Yan'er, Yan'er, you're awake?"
Bei Ming Haotian, who was leaning against the bed, was awakened by Nangong Ziyan’s vigorous movement of getting up. Seeing her full of energy, he was speechless with excitement.
"Haotian?"
Nangong Ziyan looked at Beiming Haotian strangely. Why was he here? Could it be...?
"Haotian! Why did you come with me? What will happen to Yi'er and Lele now that you're here?"
Nangong Ziyan suddenly became excited.
Bei Ming Haotian looked at her with a puzzled expression, frowning as he wondered why she was acting this way all of a sudden.
"Yan'er, don't worry, Yi'er and Lele are fine. Mother and Aunt will take good care of them."
"How good can a child be without parents? How lonely a child without a mother's love must be! Haotian, why did you have to die with me?"
Upon hearing this, Bei Ming Haotian finally understood what was going on.
Then, a wicked smile appeared on his lips, an unusually bright one.
"Yan'er, aren't you happy that I'm going to die with you, to live and die with you? Aren't you even a little bit moved, Yan'er?"
Bei Ming Haotian looked at her with a wicked smile, finding it amusing. This little woman thought that if she died, he would die with her. How could she even think of that?
"Touched my foot!"
Nangong Ziyan glared at him, seemingly quite touched inside!
Immediately, Xiuli's face fell sadly again. "I wonder how Lele and Yi'er are? They must be very heartbroken."
"Mother, Yi'er has been heartbroken all night."
Nangong Jiayi's voice suddenly came from the roof beam.
Nangong Ziyan's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Yi, Yi'er, what are you doing here?"
“Mother, you’re confused. This isn’t the underworld. You’re still alive, so of course Yi’er will be here.”
Nangong Jiayi sat on the roof beam, swinging his short legs, a happy smile on his lips. The gloom and despair on his face had vanished. He was so happy that his mother had come back to life.
Bei Ming Haotian still had an amused look on his face, his red eyes never leaving the beautiful and expressive face of the woman.
"Fine! Haotian, you dare to fool me."
Nangong Ziyan turned away and glared at Beiming Haotian. Her charming and lovely appearance showed no sign of anger, but rather a hint of coquetry. If his son hadn't been there, Beiming Haotian thought he would have immediately pounced on her and enjoyed those long-awaited red lips.
"Yan'er, are you being too arrogant?" Bei Ming Haotian said calmly.
"Self-righteous?" Nangong Ziyan sneered. "That's right. If Beiming Haotian will commit suicide for love, then the Liuli River in our South China Sea Liuli Palace will flow backward."
You little brat, you must have been heartbroken yesterday! And you still dare to act innocent in front of her today.
"If I said that I would do that for you, Yan'er, would you believe me?"
Bei Ming Haotian suddenly became serious and stared intently into Nangong Ziyan's eyes.
"Hmm!" Nangong Ziyan gave an unnatural "Hmm!" "We've never tried it, how would we know?"
She turned her pretty face to the side, not daring to look directly into those deep, affectionate red eyes, afraid that she would not be able to resist their temptation.
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