Chapter 112: The Merciless Demon Lord 13 "Previous life."



Chapter 112: The Merciless Demon Lord 13 "Previous life."

Under Lu Wufeng's horrified gaze, Jian Ziyan actually gently opened his eyes.

"Wufeng...is that you?"

Upon hearing this question, Lu Wufeng's heart immediately froze.

He looked carefully at Jian Ziyan's eyes. There was only darkness and dullness in these extremely beautiful eyes, without any luster at all.

The result he feared the most was finally settled. Lu Wufeng said in a very slow and gentle voice, "...Ayan, it's me."

He didn't even realize what he was saying. His eyes frantically scanned Jian Ziyan's body. He probed his spiritual power into him, but all he got was a discovery that made him even more desperate.

"Wufeng... That's great." Jian Ziyan smiled slightly, "I didn't expect that I could see you again at the end, that's great."

Lu Wufeng opened his mouth with difficulty. The intense sourness and pain blocked his throat. He could only let the tears flow out, falling drop by drop on Jian Ziyan's face and body. He didn't even realize that he was crying.

The Dan Yuan that had just been given to Jian Ziyan had shattered again, and the Soul-Locking Bell that Jian Ziyan had been wearing was also broken. In other words, Jian Ziyan was not only enduring the pain from the Soul-Sealing Nail, but also had no spiritual power to protect his body under such serious injuries.

Even in such unimaginable pain, Jian Ziyan still smiled and told him that it was great to see him.

"Ayan, why are you so stupid?" Lu Wufeng trembled all over. "Didn't I tell you that I have a way to suppress Hua Chi? You just need to survive, as long as you survive..."

Jian Ziyan raised his dull eyes. Even though he could no longer see, they were still crystal clear and easily reflected Lu Wufeng's embarrassed face.

Lu Wufeng once again collapsed and realized that no matter when, where, or under what circumstances, Jane

It seemed that Zi Yan's eyes could only see him.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jian Ziyan said, "You and I both know that it is impossible to completely destroy Huachi by simply controlling his spiritual consciousness. The seal will be broken one day. I also struggled, and I also tried to survive, but he finally broke the seal and came out. Only by truly killing him can we restore peace in the Three Realms and give the righteous path time."

Lu Wufeng's eyes were fierce and his voice was filled with strong hatred.

"Since we are all going to die, why should we care about the people of this world? Ah Yan, compared to you, the people of this world are nothing. If I can save you, I am willing to be the devil who kills everyone in the world!"

Jian Ziyan looked at him quietly and said, "If you really thought so, you wouldn't have tried to imprison Hua Chi before you lost your cultivation."

Just one sentence easily broke down all of Lu Wufeng's self-defense.

He whimpered in pain, his heart filled with powerlessness and hatred.

Hatred for the way of heaven, hatred for Huachi, and hatred for himself.

He hated himself for caring so much about the world, why he had to subdue Hua Chi first even after A Yan was thrown into the purgatory by him, why he had to pretend to care about all the living beings in the three realms even though he had already become a villain with no shame!

He was like this, which made him feel disgusted, but Jian Ziyan not only saw that he cared about him, but also gently tolerated him.

"You... know everything." He sobbed softly, "Ayan, I have become such a hypocritical person, you obviously know..."

"I know, Wufeng. I know you so well, how could I not know your struggle." Jian Ziyan's bloody hand touched Lu Wufeng's cheek, and was immediately held by a trembling cold hand. He smiled weakly and said, "If you really sacrifice the lives of the people in the world for me, you will be the one who suffers the most."

"You are actually... thinking about me." Lu Wufeng was no longer able to think, tears welled up in his eyes, and he subconsciously said what he was thinking, "I thought you loved Jiang Zhijun."

He thought that Jian Ziyan loved the kind-hearted Buddhist who was mediocre but had never hurt Jian Ziyan in his life.

If I didn't truly love him, how could I have called out his name at that time?

Jian Ziyan seemed a little surprised why he suddenly said that. He said, "I love Jiang Zhijun and I also love Lu Wufeng. You are the same person."

Of course Lu Wufeng knew that they were the same person, but his possessiveness towards his lover made him unable to let go of his concern and jealousy.

But he no longer cared.

As long as A Yan was still alive, whether he was regarded as Jiang Zhijun or Lu Wufeng, he didn't care about anything, he just wanted A Yan to be alive.

"It doesn't matter who it is." Lu Wufeng pressed his forehead against Jian Ziyan's, tears dripping onto his face, "Ayan, I can't live without you. Let's not care about the people of the Three Realms anymore, okay? I'll take you away, we'll hide our identities, and from now on we'll never care about anyone else, okay? I only want you, I don't want the people anymore..."

Jian Ziyan panted hoarsely, his voice was already unstable: "Silly boy, I am Tai Sui Fei, I don't love the common people, I only love you."

After saying this, he stopped and his eyes became a little confused.

Lu Wufeng didn't notice it at first, he was already stunned.

So the reason why Jian Ziyan sacrificed his life was not to save the common people, but just to save him.

He thought he had the world in his heart, but in fact he was extremely selfish. He claimed to be doing good for the world, but in fact he did things that were harmful to the world.

Jian Ziyan doesn't care about the world, but his love is boundless. Although it is selfish, he takes actions to save the people.

Who among them is good, who is evil, who is human, and who is an animal?

Is he the leader of the righteous side of the world, or is he Tai Sui Fei, the one who brings chaos to the three realms?

Is he the evil star Tai Sui Fei, or the savior of the people in the world?

Lu Wufeng could no longer tell what was going on. His heartbeat was like the beating of a drum, and every sound seemed to shatter his eardrums.

Ridiculous, sad, pitiful and lamentable!

"I was wrong again, A'yan, I was totally wrong." Lu Wufeng said softly, "I have always made mistakes in my two lives, and you are the only one who always forgives me."

However, Jian Ziyan did not respond to him, but just looked in his direction blankly.

Lu Wufeng's heart sank deeply, he felt it couldn't hurt any more.

He gently put his hand close to Jian Ziyan's ear and whispered, "Ayan, you can't hear me, right?"

Jian Ziyan did not answer him, but he leaned into his arms as his body trembled uncontrollably due to the pain.

Lu Wufeng hugged him tightly woodenly, his heart filled with emptiness.

He knew that this was Heaven coming to take its toll, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

But he soon figured out why it happened so quickly—

Because Jian Ziyan is about to die.

He had to experience the horror of losing all consciousness before he died, and then die in despair in the pain of the soul-sealing nails.

"Wufeng, I'm about to die. Don't worry. My life will be taken by heaven, and even my soul will be left behind. So the soul-sealing nail will only make me feel pain while I'm alive. I won't be trapped here after I die."

Due to the loss of hearing, Jian Ziyan's pronunciation has changed slightly as he is unable to self-correct, but the tone of his voice has not changed.

He tried to comfort Lu Wufeng, as if the cramp-breaking and bone-breaking pain didn't exist at all.

But even if he didn't say it, Lu Wufeng knew what a terrible pain that was.

After all, he had inflicted that upon his little fox with his own hands.

And this reason for comfort was a huge irony to Lu Wufeng.

"The heaven wanted to kill you, and I was afraid that you were not in enough pain, so I helped it." Lu Wufeng whispered, even though he knew Jian Ziyan could no longer hear him. "Ayan, don't be afraid, I am also going to die soon. I will go with you. You will not be alone on the road to the underworld."

However, Jian Ziyan seemed to have guessed what he would say. As soon as he finished speaking, he said, "Wufeng, you will not die. Even if you die, you will not be able to find me. I am Tai Sui Fei. I have no way to go to the underworld, and no chance of reincarnation. I will not let you die. You have to promise me to live well."

"What...what?" Lu Wufeng's heart trembled. Before he could react, Jian Ziyan stretched out his slender white hand and put something into his heart.

Lu Wufeng's whole body trembled, and when he felt the surging and burning feeling overflowing from his heart, he suddenly realized what it was.

These were his heart's blood and essence, and Jian Ziyan returned them without a single drop left.

"No..." Lu Wufeng said in despair, "Even if you give me blood essence, I won't be able to do it without Dan Yuan..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stunned and his eyes showed disbelief.

In the spiritual power brought by the essence and blood, he felt that in his dantian, which should have been empty, there was actually a new elixir slowly rotating, shaping his inner palace, making it more dazzling, powerful, and endless than before.

“This… this is…”

"I'm sorry, Wufeng, forgive me for telling you this now. It will be too late if I don't tell you now." Jian Ziyan's voice became even more hoarse. He buried himself in Lu Wufeng's arms and used all his strength to utter the words, "In order to deceive the Heavenly Dao, I hid your Dan Yuan and gave you mine. This way I could keep you alive and let the Heavenly Dao only sense the fluctuations of my spiritual power. Now that you have returned your Dan Yuan to me, your Dan Yuan has reappeared. Without my restrictions, you will be more powerful than before and have a higher level of cultivation..."

He couldn't see Lu Wufeng's shocked eyes, so he raised his head almost to ask for credit and gently kissed Lu Wufeng's chin.

"So you won't die, Wufeng. You will become the strongest person under the Heavenly Dao, and you will be the protector of all people in the world..."

Lu Wufeng was so immersed in the shock of this earth-shattering secret that he even forgot to respond to Jian Ziyan's kiss.

“I see…that’s how it is.”

Lu Wufeng felt the spiritual power surging around his body like a tide in a daze. He did not feel any joy at all, only endless sadness and desolation.

His strength and chance to survive were bought with the life of his lover.

"Ayan, how could you think that I could live out the endless time after using the life you bought me with peace of mind?" Lu Wufeng said in a low voice, "How could you bear to let me go on alone for such a long time?"

But although Jian Ziyan was still in front of him, he was no longer able to answer his questions.

No matter how many questions, how much guilt, how much hatred, or how many confusions he had, Jian Ziyan would never be able to respond to him again.

Jian Ziyan's body was gradually dying, and the pain of the Soul-Sealing Nail on his soul became more obvious.

He screamed as his whole body trembled, his hands tightly grasping Lu Wufeng's clothes, and unconsciously tears and blood gushed out.

"It hurts so much... When can I die... Let me die..."

"Wufeng, Wufeng, I beg you, please kill me, I can't bear it, it hurts so much..."

Lu Wufeng thought his tears had dried up, but in this situation, he was heartbroken and could only hug Jian Ziyan weakly.

He was a delicate little fox, and he had never let him suffer since they met. He had treated him so carefully and cared for him, but now he was suffering so much because of the mistakes he had made.

"I'm sorry, Ayan, I'm sorry."

He could only keep repeating the apology that Jian Ziyan could no longer hear.

"sorry……"

Jian Ziyan was in extreme pain and suddenly took a quick breath, the look in his eyes gradually blurred.

"The only mistake I made in my life was falling in love with you."

Lu Wufeng was horrified. He held Jian Ziyan's hand motionlessly, listening to his voice gradually becoming weaker.

"For this mistake, I had to pay so much. I'm so tired... Wufeng, I'm so tired."

"Fortunately, I don't have a next life."

Jian Ziyan's voice disappeared completely. After a short moment, the light in his eyes also completely dissipated. The hand that Lu Wufeng was holding also slipped down and fell into a pool of blood.

He will no longer be in pain or tired.

Jian Ziyan is dead.

Lu Wufeng sat on the ground in a daze.

“Ah…”

He wanted to call Jian Ziyan's name, but as soon as his hoarse voice came out, it instantly brought out overwhelming sadness.

"ah--!"

"ah--"

"……ah……"

As the spiritual power climbed crazily, a strong wind arose from nowhere. The jade crown on Lu Wufeng's head shattered in an instant, and his long hair flew wildly from the roots. His jet-black hair turned white bit by bit.

When the strong wind stopped, my head was covered with snow.

Lu Wufeng carefully picked up Jian Ziyan and wanted to take him back to Lingzhao Peak. However, at the moment he staggered to his feet, the invisible world line instantly fluctuated, colliding with Lu Wufeng's surging power, revealing a trace of the origin that should not have been discovered by the people of this world.

When the spiritual power returned to his body, Lu Wufeng felt as if he had been hit hard. He could not stand steadily and half-knelt on the ground to protect Jian Ziyan. As he spat out a mouthful of blood, countless unfamiliar memories came to his mind.

That was...previous life!

What...previous life?

Who was the undercover reporter who was tortured by evildoers for the sake of the country and the people and eventually died of a serious illness?

Then who was the marshal who fought against the Bug Mother alone with his fragile human body for the sake of the empire, and finally died together with the Bug Mother in order to preserve the spark of the empire?

And the piano genius who sacrificed his life like a moth to a flame for the little warmth he felt in his childhood, but also wanted to ensure that the other person was worry-free...

The savior who was born without emotions but used up the last bit of his life just to let him live in a world without the apocalypse...

And... the Elf King who spent his entire life because of his mistakes and couldn't escape his fate in the end...

Lu Wufeng looked at these absurd and strange memories in amazement. Even if no one told him and their appearances were different, he could recognize who was Jian Ziyan and who was himself at a glance!

He was Captain Chi who watched Jian Ziyan being captured but was unable to rescue him.

He was an interstellar emperor who was well protected by Jian Ziyan, even at the cost of his life.

He was the little emperor who had let Jian Ziyan down and used his power to kill Jian Ziyan.

He was a pianist who was killed by Jian Ziyan because he gave a little charity.

He was a supernatural being who tasted the fruits brought by Jian Ziyan and was protected from beginning to end.

He was a God who committed an unforgivable sin and was ultimately unable to pay for it…

So many complicated memories suddenly flooded into Lu Wufeng's mind, and he cried out in pain.

Howling of pain.

Ayan... Ayan...

It turns out that for so many lifetimes, he has been hurting A Yan and always owed A Yan.

Why is it that Ayan is the one who dies every time? Why is he the one who survives?

Heaven is unfair, Heaven is unfair!

Why did he have to remember it? Was it to make him see more clearly how much he owed Ayan?

Lu Wufeng knelt tremblingly on Jian Ziyan's body, and the howling gradually stopped.

His eyes were covered by a head of white hair, and his voice was broken and hoarse, but it contained the calmness that came after extreme hatred.

"I understand, Ayan..."

"I will avenge you."

This was the scene they saw when Haochu and the disciples of Xuanyun Palace led by Chu Yeshu broke into Xiaogu Palace.

The righteous leader Lu Wufeng had flying white hair and his pupils had turned scarlet. His brows were fierce, but his eyes were extremely gentle as he looked at the corpse in his arms.

Everyone gasped in shock.

The Immortal Lord Wufeng... has become possessed by the devil!

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The author has something to say:

Killed by my aunt, I threw down a big move and ran away.

This world will end tomorrow!

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