"Along~"
"From heaven to hell, from life to death, I have missed you for sixteen years, but I can't see you!"
"Along, you really have a cruel heart. You just abandon me like this, leaving me alone in this vast world. Without you, I am just a shell, what's the difference between me and a walking corpse?"
On the cliffs of Oblivion, a solitary figure stood, desolate and forlorn. Gazing at the unfathomable, cold pool at the bottom, Yang Aoxue couldn't help but burst into tears. On the cliff wall behind her, the words Ah Long had written with his fingers, promising to meet again in sixteen years, were still there, but the woman he loved had already broken her promise.
"Aaron, you are basically lying to me, aren't you?"
"What sixteen-year agreement? Perhaps... you've already perished in the icy pool at the bottom of the Cliff of Oblivion?"
Back then, Yang Aoxue and Long Yitian were both poisoned by the love grass, but there was only one antidote. Long Yitian tricked Yang Aoxue into taking the last antidote, and after leaving a promise on the cliffs of oblivion to reunite in sixteen years, he disappeared without a trace.
For sixteen years, Yang Aoxue, carrying a black iron sword and aliased as "Canyue," has wandered the world, fighting for justice while searching for Long Yitian. Her footsteps have taken her from the vast oceans of the east to the vast deserts of the west, from the deep mountains and dense forests of the south to the snow-capped peaks of the north, and even to neighboring countries, but she has never seen the sight of her long.
"The sword of the heroine still exists, but the sword of the gentleman is nowhere to be found."
"Along, I'm here to see you~"
Yang Aoxue's eyes were moist and her expression was sad. Then she drew out the black iron sword behind her with a "swish" sound...
"Brother, it's that woman with the broken arm. Oh no, she seems to be trying to commit suicide!"
After Yang Aoxue left, Mu Lige and his group got back on the carriage after lunch and continued to head towards Xuanyi Valley.
Feeling a little stuffy, Yu Xiaotian lifted the curtain of the carriage to get some fresh air, but what he saw was the scene of Yang Aoxue preparing to commit suicide.
"What a love-struck person!"
"Love is troublesome! It's not as happy and free as being alone!"
Xuanming opened his eyes, glanced at Yang Aoxue, complained a few words, and then closed his eyes again to continue dozing off.
It happened so quickly that Mu Lige picked up the Yuhua Stone that Shan You was playing with in his hand, and then with a "whoosh" sound, it flicked towards Yang Aoxue's wrist in front of him.
"Clang~"
Yang Aoxue was hit on the wrist, and the Yingnu Sword in her hand fell to the ground.
"Why do you have to meddle in other people's business and prevent me from reuniting with Aaron?"
There was anger in Yang Aoxue's eyes, and she swept her sharp gaze towards a white figure slowly descending from the carriage.
"Your sword should be used to eliminate demons, defend justice and do justice, instead of using it to cut your own throat." Mu Lige looked at Yang Aoxue, who was standing on the edge of the Cliff of Oblivion with a look of despair on her face, with regret.
"There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. Little brother, have you ever loved anyone?" Yang Aoxue glanced at the handsome man with a slightly bulging belly who suddenly appeared in front of him, and sneered disdainfully.
"Of course I did."
Mu Lige, dressed in white, was elegant and graceful, aloof and otherworldly, like a fallen immortal. Even her pregnancy couldn't obscure his supreme brilliance. In the sunlight, Mu Lige stood tall and majestic, his eyes resolute and courageous, emanating an awe-inspiring integrity and powerful self-confidence.
A flash of astonishment flashed across Yang Aoxue's eyes, but it was only a fleeting glimpse of appreciation. It was as if she saw the former Long Yitian through the man before her.
"If you've loved someone, how can you say this? If the person you love leaves you, separated by death, would you still want to live alone?"
Yang Aoxue's eyes were filled with sorrow. She thought of her life of loneliness and misery, and Long Yitian was the only light that shone into her life. She had finally found someone she loved and wanted to spend her life with, but fate had abruptly torn them apart. Now, no one knew where A-Long was, whether he was dead or alive.
"Of course, life is worse than death. However, if my survival is what she wants, then I will choose to continue living, even if it is just a walking corpse. I don't want her to worry about me in the other world."
Mu Lige's powerful words were like sharp arrows piercing Yang Aoxue's heart, and more like a wake-up call, which made Yang Aoxue, who was immersed in grief, wake up.
"My dear sister, if you were to end your life like this, you and your lover would truly be separated forever!"
Just as Yang Aoxue's thoughts drifted, a handsome man in a blue robe stepped down from the carriage in front of her. Although he looked a little sickly and weak, his upright posture was as resilient as a bamboo in the forest.
"What do you mean by that?"
Yang Aoxue, who had originally lost all hope, immediately jumped in front of Xiaotian upon hearing this. She drew out the black iron sword behind her with a "swish" and placed it across Xiaotian's neck.
"Of course it means what it says. Your husband is not dead." Yu Xiaotian couldn't bear to see such an infatuated woman lose her life in vain, so he explained.
"Put away your damn sympathy! If you just want to stop me from committing suicide, I, Yang Aoxue, will not be grateful to you for it." Yang Aoxue slowly retracted the sword, his tone cold and ruthless, and full of indifference.
"Those involved are often confused. Although I don't know what happened to you, I did feel a soul grieving along with you. However, it wasn't a wandering spirit, but a living being."
Yu Xiaotian was infected with the heart-eating poison and had just used some spiritual power, which made his face look even paler.
"You... are from the Yu family? That mysterious family that is good at soul-stealing and psychic communication?" Yang Aoxue was slightly shocked when she saw Yu Xiaotian's appearance.
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