Chapter 661 Can't Do It
Xiao Tianhong was shocked and came back to his senses.
The expression on his gray face changed several times, and finally he slowly exhaled and snorted coldly.
"Heh... don't compare me with that loser! He is just a tool for me to practice!"
He gritted his teeth and looked at Yun Qingqing, saying hatefully.
"In this Dharma Ending Age, even if you are the reincarnation of the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens, so what! If it weren't for that idiot Qing Fengzi's carelessness and falling into your hands, I wouldn't necessarily lose today!"
Yun Qingqing stopped walking, expressionless:
"A tool for cultivation? You really don't know anything."
Xiao Tianhong's expression paused:
"What do you mean!"
Yun Qingqing looked down at him:
"What I mean is, there is no difference between you and Qing Fengzi. You are both just clones. He is a tool, and so are you."
"Nonsense..." Xiao Tianhong's pupils suddenly shrank and he retorted subconsciously, but a sense of absurdity rose in his heart and he lost his confidence.
Yun Qingqing said coldly:
"Once the external incarnation returns to its original state, the consciousness of the clone will be extinguished, and all cultivation will return to the original state. How can you be willing to accept this? If you are the original body, what will you do when you create a clone?"
"Qingfengzi never realized that he was a clone, so how can you be sure that you are different from him?"
Xiao Tianhong was completely stunned. The feeling of disharmony that he had never noticed but had always existed suddenly surfaced like the sun shining through the clouds.
"Have you discovered? Your memory is not continuous."
A trace of pity flashed in Yun Qingqing's eyes.
"Only by making the clone believe that he is the primordial body can he have no resistance to returning to the origin, and even look forward to it."
Xiao Tianhong's eyes were dull and his face was visibly depressed. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his palm.
“So… that’s how it is…” He suddenly laughed sadly, “So that’s how it is… then all these years… hehe… forget it… forget it… hehehehe…”
Yun Qingqing took a deep breath and pointed the sword at him:
"Do you have any last words?"
Xiao Tianhong raised his eyes to look at her, a trace of relief appeared in his eyes, and he slowly closed his eyes:
“Let’s do it…”
His hoarse voice was interrupted by a sudden crack.
A golden dome suddenly lit up around the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, and the barrier that Yun Qingqing had set up in advance to prevent the evil spirit from leaking out shattered in an instant.
"stop!"
Urgent shouts rang out as the dome shattered.
Yun Qingqing's face turned pale and she turned her head abruptly, wanting to stop him but she felt a tightness in her chest and her body swayed.
A figure rushed over and stood in front of Xiao Tianhong.
Feng Yin, who looked surprised, followed and landed not far away:
"No, what's going on..."
Yuan Si hurried over, breath unsteady, kneeling on one knee and bowing his head:
"My Lord... I failed to do my job well and was unable to stop him. Please punish me!"
Yun Qingqing ignored everything else, suppressed the fishy sweetness in her throat, closed her eyes, and did not waver in the sword in her hand.
"Get out of the way." She said softly.
"Qingqing..." Xiao Changheng's eyes were filled with an unprecedented helplessness. He rushed to the palace with great worry, but he never expected to see such a scene before his eyes.
"Is there some misunderstanding... What on earth is this..."
Before he finished speaking, Yun Qingqing's expression suddenly changed, murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she flashed and stabbed behind him with a sword.
Xiao Changheng's heart tightened and he subconsciously raised his knife to block her sword, but his whole body froze and the knife in his hand fell to the ground.
Xiao Tianhong's hoarse voice came from behind:
"Chang Heng... Goodbye!"
Xiao Changheng slowly lowered his head, looking at the long sword that pierced his heart in disbelief. His lips trembled, but he could not make a sound.
Yun Qingqing pulled him behind her, her eyes were cold and sharp, and she raised her sword and chopped off Xiao Tianhong's entire arm. She raised her hand and stabbed him in the heart with another sword.
Xiao Tianhong spat out large mouthfuls of blood, smiled at her with difficulty, and moved his lips to make a few mouth shapes.
Yun Qingqing lowered her eyes and looked at him. After a moment of silence, she slowly uttered a word:
"good."
Xiao Changheng fell to the ground holding his chest, but the severe pain only lasted for a moment before disappearing.
A talisman slowly fell in front of him, with a big hole in the middle of the talisman paper, and the serious injury just now seemed to be just an illusion.
That was the talisman that Yun Qingqing had given him a few days ago, and she had told him to never leave it.
Xiao Changheng stared blankly at the useless talisman paper, when suddenly a bloody severed arm fell in front of him.
The broken arm still held the sword tightly, and under the torn sleeve, a strange bird totem was branded on the blood-stained arm.
Xiao Changheng's eyes gradually focused, his pupils shrank sharply, he propped himself up and turned around, just in time to see Yun Qingqing retracting the sword that had pierced Xiao Tianhong's heart, and shaking off the blood from the tip of the sword.
"Brother..." He felt so much pain in his chest that he could hardly breathe, "Why..."
Xiao Tianhong turned his head with difficulty, took a last look at him, and the light in his pupils went out immediately.
He raised his only remaining left hand slightly with a clenched fist as if he was going to hand something out, but finally it dropped down weakly, with a faint light reflecting from his loose palm.
Xiao Changheng staggered to his feet and rushed over, then fell down to sit down next to Xiao Tianhong. He took a gold-inlaid jade pendant from his palm and clenched it tightly with trembling hands.
As soon as the jade pendant left, Xiao Tianhong's body fell apart like a pile of sand, turning into ashes and slowly dissipating.
Xiao Changheng stretched out his hand in panic, trying to grab something, but he could not hold anything. He could only watch everything disappear before his eyes.
There was dead silence all around.
Yun Qingqing put away Dawn and stood silently beside him, looking at the jade pendant in his hand with complicated eyes.
That was exactly the piece she had seen in the emperor's memory, the one he gave to Xiao Changheng.
A few years ago, the emperor secretly planned something, and Xiao Changheng was defeated in the battlefield and was seriously injured. This jade pendant blocked an arrow for him.
It was precisely because she witnessed this incident with her own eyes in the Liufang illusion that Yun Qingqing temporarily dispelled her suspicions about the emperor, until various doubts surfaced later.
The whereabouts of the jade pendant was unknown after it was broken into pieces. It turned out that Xiao Tianhong had found it and repaired it.
“Qingqing…”
Xiao Changheng's hoarse voice brought her back to her senses.
Yun Qingqing looked at him, but saw that he did not look up. Instead, he lowered his eyes and stared at the jade pendant in his hand. He seemed to use all his strength to utter every word.
"Please... let me... say something to my brother..."
Yun Qingqing pursed her lips and did not answer.
"You can do it, right... I just want to... ask him a question..."
Yun Qingqing closed her eyes and said in a very soft voice:
"I'm sorry, I can't do that."
Xiao Changheng trembled, slowly raised his head and looked at her, his voice hoarse:
"No... You are lying to me, right?... You must have a way..."
Yun Qingqing met his red eyes and opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Not far away, Feng Yin sighed softly:
"Prince Regent, please accept my condolences...Sacrificing all living things to the devil will cost him his life and soul. Even a Daluo True Immortal cannot gather his soul."
Xiao Changheng stared at Yun Qingqing, waiting for an answer stubbornly.
Yun Qingqing met his broken gaze, her heart broken.
Xiao Tianhong must die.
She tried her best to deal with the matter quietly. Even if he thought the emperor died suddenly due to her negligence and resented her, it was better than knowing such a cruel truth.
But in the end, he couldn't defeat fate.
Yun Qingqing slowly clenched her fists and forced herself to speak:
"sorry……"
Before she could finish her words, her vision went dark and she fell down.
"Senior Yun!"
"My Lord!"
Feng Yin and Yuan Si were horrified and rushed forward, but were beaten to it by a figure and stopped in their tracks.
Xiao Changheng caught Yun Qingqing steadily, his face hidden in the shadows and his expression could not be seen clearly.
He slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the messy hair on Yun Qingqing's forehead.
Feng Yin looked at the two of them with a complicated expression, but a hint of vigilance flashed in Yuan Si's eyes. The hand in his sleeve secretly clenched a talisman to prevent him from doing harm to his master in the event of his collapse.
Xiao Changheng seemed unaware of what was happening around him. He picked up Yun Qingqing and carried her horizontally, then walked out of the palace without looking back.
"stop!"
Yuan Si took a step forward to chase after him, but encountered resistance when he was only three steps away. He saw a pattern of formations flash before his eyes, and he was directly bounced back and fell to the ground, looking at Xiao Changheng's back in disbelief.
Feng Yin stared at this scene with wide eyes and muttered to himself:
"The Prince Regent...why...is he a different person?"
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