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's just a tool for my cultivation!"
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 that idiot Qingfengzi hadn't let me fall into your hands, I wouldn't have lost today!"
Yun Qingqing stopped, 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 condescendingly:
"What I mean is, there's no difference between you and Qingfengzi. You're both just clones. He's 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 your external incarnation returns to its original state, its consciousness will be extinguished, and its cultivation will all return to the original state. How can you be willing to accept this? If you were the original body, what would you do when you created a clone?"
"Qingfengzi never realized he was a clone, so how can you be sure that you are different from him?"
Xiao Tianhong was completely stunned. The sense 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 dejected. 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... hehehe..."
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 hint 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!"
Rapid shouts rang out as the dome shattered.
Yun Qingqing's face turned pale and she turned her head abruptly. She wanted to stop him but her chest felt tight and her body swayed.
A figure rushed over and stood in front of Xiao Tianhong.
Feng Yin, with a look of surprise on his face, followed and landed not far away:
"No, what's going on..."
Yuan Si hurried over, his breath unsteady as he knelt on one knee and bowed his head.
"My Lord... I failed 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 showed an unprecedented helplessness. He rushed to the palace with great worry, but he never expected to see such a scene before him.
"Is there some misunderstanding... What on earth is..."
Before he finished speaking, Yun Qingqing's expression suddenly changed, murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she flashed with a sword and stabbed him from behind.
Xiao Changheng's heart tightened, and he subconsciously raised his sword to block her sword, but his whole body froze and the sword 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 couldn't make a sound.
Yun Qingqing pulled him behind her, her eyes were cold and fierce, 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 center of the talisman paper. The serious injury just now seemed to be just an illusion.
That was the substitute 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 discarded 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, the blood-stained arm was branded with a strange bird totem.
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.
"Royal brother..." He felt so much pain in his chest that he could hardly breathe, "Why..."
Xiao Tianhong turned his head with difficulty and took a last look at him, and the light in his pupils went out.
He raised his only remaining left hand slightly with a clenched fist, as if he was going to hand something over, but finally it dropped down weakly, and the loose palm reflected a faint light.
Xiao Changheng staggered to his feet and rushed over, falling 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 couldn't 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 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 after it was broken into pieces were unknown. 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 didn't look up. 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 a few words 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 to look at her, his voice hoarse:
"No... You're lying to me, aren't you... 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:
"Regent, please accept my condolences...Sacrificing all living things to the demon will inevitably result in death and the scattering of souls. Even a Daluo True Immortal wouldn't be able to gather his soul."
Xiao Changheng stared at Yun Qingqing, waiting stubbornly for an answer.
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 that the emperor died suddenly due to his 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 spoke with all her might:
"sorry……"
Before she could finish her words, her vision went dark and she fell down.
"Senior Yun!"
"Lord!"
Feng Yin and Yuan Si were horrified and rushed forward, but were stopped in their tracks by a figure that had already gotten there.
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 oblivious to 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 was directly bounced back. He fell to the ground and looked at Xiao Changheng's back in disbelief.
Feng Yin stared at this scene with wide eyes and muttered to himself:
"The Prince Regent...why...does he seem like a different person?"
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