She looked at the man with his lips slightly parted and his eyes full of disbelief.
She sneered inwardly. See? He can't even answer such a simple question. What right does he have to talk about love?
But the Immortal Venerable Jinyun was already immersed in the past.
Memories flashed before his eyes, and he pondered deeply: what was it about her that he loved?
The moment I saw her, light descended from darkness, the universe suddenly shone, and wild grasses grew wildly on the barren land, and flowers bloomed brilliantly.
She is a deep lake, a hurricane, the essence condensed by the sun and moon, walking alone on the edge of fate's sword.
He loved her loneliness and suffering along the way, as well as her unyielding spirit and refusal to bow her head.
His love for her was innate.
He loved everything about her, body and soul, and he was willing to give everything for her.
She laughed, "What a crude answer!"
She gazed at him with deep affection.
But Jinyun, the more intense your love is, the more unbearable it is for me to be loved.
When you look at my clumsy figure and still smile and say I'm cute, I know you understand my timidity and tolerate my unease.
But love cannot be truly felt.
She gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes, and saw that his eyes held a mixture of heartache and a hint of hatred.
She sighed softly.
Do you know that in other people's eyes, what I swallowed was good medicine, but only I know how bitter it was?
He burst into tears.
sorry……
No need to apologize.
Her fingertips touched his lips.
Every apology you offer is a bribe to me. You want me to be blinded, to humble myself, to forgive your sins.
I'm not good at loving, or rather, loving makes me fearful and insecure. Rather than feeling the pressure of "repaying" when I'm being loved, I'd rather expend a lot of energy providing the value my lover needs.
I'm good at exchanging things for something of equal value.
He said hastily: But love isn't like that. I love you, but I don't need anything in return. I've never wanted anything from you...
He thought of something, then shut his mouth, like a mute who had suddenly lost his speech.
It's nothing, Jinyun. Wasn't this what we agreed on from the beginning? This is how we're bound together.
You have your path, and I have mine.
The man trembled and said, "But there is only one path in the world that no one but you can walk."
She shook her head: No. The right path, the correct path, and the only path—such a path does not exist.
You are accompanied by moonlight, clouds, and sunset, while my road is overgrown with weeds from beginning to end.
But only I myself am the witness to my own life.
She gently kissed his forehead.
The day I died was a happy day; pain and turmoil left me. Before the sun set, countless newborns were born, no different from me, enough to replace me, and countless weddings were held throughout the world.
The man held her tightly, wanting to merge her into his own flesh and blood.
No, no one can replace you! I've searched for so long, waited for so long, just to have you come back!
She shook her head.
Death is inevitable; everyone has their own death. But when the sun rises again, I will be a completely new me. This time, I swear by my life and my love for it: I will never live for others, nor will I ask others to live for me!
She smiled and said to him, "This time, we are equals."
And I am not the same person I used to be.
The man suddenly looked up.
She stood up.
"it's all over."
He watched as the person in front of him changed from gentle to indifferent, and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, surrounded by fear and coldness.
"Master." She raised one hand and touched her wrist with the other.
He noticed a string of dark Buddhist prayer beads on her fair wrist.
"Lin Banjian asked me to pass on a message to you." He picked up a bead with his finger.
"You may give your heart, which once belonged to me, to another."
Bang bang—bang bang—
The bracelet broke, and the beads fell to the ground with a dull thud.
She shouted, "Bie Chen—"
boom--
The shattering of the barrier stirred up dust, leaving only a pale-faced man in the center.
Just in case, Li Mingke held the broken jade in her hand, but to her surprise, it wasn't Bie Chen who flew towards her, but rather—
Demon Lord Luan Hua.
What's going on?!
The Immortal Venerable Jinyun behind him had already moved, attacking from both sides, and Li Mingke broke out in a cold sweat.
Just then, a voice awakened hope.
"Mingke!"
"Farewell, Dust!"
Li Mingke's eyes instantly welled up with tears.
The Demon Lord and the Immortal Lord were already entangled, and Bie Chen seized the opportunity to pull Li Ming to his side.
"Bie Chen, why is Demon Lord Luan Hua here too?!"
"How should I know!" He glanced back. "I waited for you outside the Immortal Gate, but you never came out. Instead, the Demon Lord appeared! I couldn't defeat Immortal Lord Jinyun by myself, so I borrowed the Demon Lord's power. I told him that the Immortal Lord had imprisoned you, and he immediately rushed in, furious."
Li Mingke wiped the sweat from his brow. "Thank goodness."
The two ran outside together, and Bie Chen asked, "Where are we going next?"
"Of course I'm going back to Pengzhou!" she cried, clutching her head. "Ugh, I shouldn't have come!"
The two ran while talking, and bumped into He Banjian coming from the opposite direction.
Without saying a word, Li Mingke grabbed her sleeve and ran.
What half-sight:?
Li Mingke said to her, "You saw it too, the Immortal Venerable and the Demon Venerable are fighting again! Now they all know you're not the real one, are you still going to go near them? They're all lunatics, if they don't kill you today, who knows if they'll be in a bad mood tomorrow and have your head ripped off!"
He Banjian wholeheartedly agreed, “Then where can I go? I’m all alone and helpless…”
"Come with me! I'll find you a good place to go!"
So He Banjian ran after them.
The two fighters in Yixiantian were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.
Jinyun Immortal Venerable held the Ta Chuan sword across his chest and asked, "What brings the Demon Lord here?"
"I've come to take my people away!" Demon Lord Luan Hua roared, dodging a fatal blow.
"Your people? Ha!"
Luan Hua's words filled him with disdain. But the things Li Mingke had said to him earlier fueled his resentment.
Did he give his former heart to someone else?
dream!
He had already made up his mind.
Whether it's Lin Banjian or Li Mingke, they're all his!
The loud sounds of their fight attracted the attention of various sects throughout the immortal realm.
When the sect leader arrived at the First Line of Heaven with a group of people, he almost fainted.
"Jinyun, Demon Lord! Stop fighting!"
If the fighting continues, not only will the Narrow Pass be destroyed, but the entire Immortal Sect will be wiped out!
He led several immortals to separate the two.
Luan Hua didn't want to stay any longer, so he clicked his tongue, left the Immortal Sect members behind, and chased after the direction in which Li Mingke and the other two had fled.
Li Mingke was leading his men in a run when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.
What's causing this increasingly strong sense of foreboding?
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