"No!!"

Xiao Hongyi shouted.

The miserable sound was enough to make gods and Buddhas sigh, and the desperate eyes were enough to move the world.

But no one heard or saw it.

She knelt on the ground, trying to pick up Jiang Chen, but couldn't.

She stretched out her hands, trying to pull out the black knife, but still couldn't.

She kept wiping the blood stains on Jiang Chen's body, but still couldn't do it.

She couldn't even die with Jiang Chen.

She used the most vicious language to insult others until she was hoarse, then she lay on Jiang Chen's body, crying:

"Jiang Chen, wake up."

"I don't want you to be good, I don't want you to walk the right path."

"Let's go home, okay? Back to the home where only you and I are, back to the home isolated from the world."

"Why, why is it like this."

"It's obviously wrong, it's not you at all!!"

"It's obviously damned, it's not you!!"

Suddenly, Jiang Chen was picked up by someone.

"Disciple, it was the master who didn't teach you well..." The person cried so hard that his voice became hoarse.

The person was quickly pulled away.

Jiang Chen's lips opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, and Xiao Hongyi hurriedly leaned in to listen.

"Let them go..."

They? Who are they?

At this time, Xiao Hongyi thought she had understood the truth well enough, but she still heard incomprehensible words.

But she didn't delve into it, because she could feel it.

Her eldest disciple, the disciple who supported her weakness and accompanied her for more than ten years, was gone...

She roared angrily, her beautiful eyes full of hostility.

She rushed towards Lin Feng, towards herself, and towards other disciples.

She wanted to help Jiang Chen get revenge, but she could only miss again and again and fell to the ground.

In an instant, flames soared into the sky and wrapped Jiang Chen's body.

Her delicate body trembled, staggered forward, and crawled into the raging flames.

Although she was in the flames, she could not feel any burning sensation. She could only watch Jiang Chen's body being gradually devoured by the flames and gradually dissipating.

"Why? Why are you so cruel?!" She raised her head and questioned the sky.

The only answer she got was the sound of the raging fire.

"Why, why do you not distinguish between good and evil? Why should my apprentice suffer such injustice from you?!" she asked again.

Still only the sound of the raging fire.

She was desperate and no longer spoke.

The pain in her heart was almost numb, which was a sign that the Phoenix Blood was completely devouring her heart.

She didn't care, and she didn't even resist.

Because at the moment when Jiang Chen's vitality completely disappeared, she also "died".

And the heartache at this moment, which seemed like a thousand knives, was nothing compared to what Jiang Chen had experienced.

In an instant, the severe pain disappeared.

She stopped crying, stopped screaming, and her indifferent eyes were numb as never before.

In her eyes at this moment.

Everything in the world has become black and white, only Jiang Chen's figure in the flames, which is still colorful.

The whole world was as silent as death, except for the flames burning Jiang Chen's body, which were "sizzling".

She just stood there in a daze, with Jiang Chen's words in her mind.

"Master, don't stand up, you've always been in good shape."

"Master, why are you here?"

"Master, do you believe in fate?"

"Master..."

"Master..."

After the flames faded, only ashes were left on the ground.

She squatted down and stretched out her hands, wanting to help her apprentice collect the body.

Still couldn't do it...

At this moment, the only color in the world disappeared.

She stood up and looked up at the sky like a puppet.

She still had that peerless face, but only a soulless, empty body was left.

I don't know how long it took.

She seemed to have returned to the top of the dangerous peak again, and there was another thing next to the spiritual pond. From the appearance, it should be a tomb.

And next to the tombstone, there was a woman who always accompanied her for a hundred years.

Another day.

She seemed to see herself, Jiang Lianyue and others, dying under Lin Feng's butcher knife.

Such a situation reminded her of Jiang Chen's figure floating away in front of the Red Pavilion.

"Master, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of your death."

She remembered the scene of being hugged tightly by Jiang Chen in front of the wall-facing monument.

"Master, no matter a hundred years or a thousand years! No matter what happens in the future, no matter how disappointed you are with me."

"I just want to say..."

"If one day, I no longer exist in this world."

"If one day, you find yourself alone."

"If one day, you wake up from grief and anger."

"Please remember this sentence from your disciple..."

"I will not let you die! Never! Even if you will hate me for it!"

She remembered Jiang Chen's words before he died.

"Let them go..."

At this moment, she understood everything.

It turned out that Jiang Chen had always wanted to save her.

It turned out that the reason why Jiang Chen was unwilling to stay in the Red Pavilion and accompany her until old age was because he knew that Lin Feng would kill women to prove his way and could not escape.

It turned out that her apprentice had been thinking about everyone except himself.

"Click"

The world suddenly closed, and darkness and nothingness enveloped it.

She still stood still, her beautiful eyes were empty, without any fluctuations.

Soon, the sunlight disc player dispersed the darkness, and she returned to the familiar place.

She glanced at the sky.

[Second Life]

This should have been a golden word, but it was still gray and white, just like the world in front of her.

Her expression was still numb and indifferent.

Cannot laugh, cry, or even speak.

Suddenly, her pupils shrank, and she found that the colors were gathering on the boy who was fishing by the pond.

"Master, do you believe in fate?" The white-clothed boy asked again.

The woman still didn't know how to reply.

But this time, the boy just sighed and didn't say any more bold words.

He didn't even ask other questions, just stared at the empty space by the spiritual pond in a daze.

Xiao Hongyi remembered.

At the end of the last life, there was a grave there.

Although she still couldn't feel any emotions, she forced her body forward and sat down next to the boy.

"Plop, plop."

She looked at the boy in a daze and felt her heartbeat again.

She raised her hand to touch the boy's side face, and a flash of light flashed in her empty eyes.

Then, she suddenly smiled.

With this smile, the colors on the boy's body spread around, covering the world in an instant.

She came alive again.

"Disciple, live for yourself in this life. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of your death." She persuaded softly.

"..."

The boy naturally did not respond.

"Please..." she said again.

The boy remained silent.

After a long time, the boy suddenly turned his head and asked the woman in red behind him: "Master, if one day I die, what will you do?"

"If you are innocent, I will not let you die, but if you are guilty..." The woman next to him frowned and thought deeply.

"What if you are guilty?"

"Master has not thought about it."

"Master has not thought about it, but I know what you will do!"

"Oh? Then tell me."

"You will guard my tomb for a hundred years!"

"...You wish!"