Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1068: Don’t let you die

The setting sun is shining on the peach blossom trees. "I Dedication"

The evening breeze is blowing, the petals are falling rustling, and the sky is flying all over the sky.

Ling Xian's face was pale, and his eyes were blank, as if his heart was ashamed of death and despair.

He held the piano in his hand, complaining of sorrow and misery.

The sound of the piano is long and sorrowful, like the twelfth lunar month of winter, if it kills the late autumn, it makes people mourn for it.

This is the first time he has been beaten into this look. It can be said that he has completely lost his fighting spirit and confidence.

Since his debut, he has encountered countless powerful enemies, and even many times, he hits rocks with pebbles, but he has never made him so desperate once.

On the one hand, it is his conviction, and on the other hand, it is his tenacity.

Especially after experiencing a hundred years of hurried illusion, his xinxing has become more tenacious, no matter how great the ups and downs, he can't shake his faith.

But this time, he was shaken.

Or from the beginning, he doubted whether his ideas were correct. As he failed again and again, he became more and more suspicious, and in the end, the whole person's faith was shaken.

Not only is he doubting the accuracy of this idea, he even doubts whether he can reach the top.

So far, Ling Xian has been practicing hard, what is it that he refuses to slack in the slightest?

It's not the few immortals in the Nine Immortals picture, nor the security of mastering power, but belief!

The conviction to aspire to the pinnacle!

Without this, he can walk around the world freely and enjoy himself freely. Anyway, he is now the pinnacle powerhouse in the world of cultivating immortals, where can he not go to Kyushu?

What is not available?

As long as he gives an order, all the beauties, treasures, power and everything can be taken in!

However, what he wants is not these, but the real control of his own destiny, the heaven and the earth alone!

Only in this way can he be truly at ease and free!

Therefore, Ling Xian has been practicing hard till now, and he refuses to slack in the slightest. But right now, his conviction was shaken, and it could even be said to be almost collapsed.

This kind of blow doesn't hurt, but it's almost annihilation, and it directly defeats him from the spiritual level!

Ling Xian is now at a time when his faith is shaken and he is on the verge of collapse.

This is him. If you change someone else, he will be crazy at this moment. It is already very difficult for him to maintain his sense.

However, even so, he is still trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

It can be said that this is the biggest setback and the most difficult challenge Ling Xian has encountered since his debut.

No one can help him, even the immortal in the Nine Immortals Picture can not help, only oneself can rely on. If you can reshape your beliefs, you can make a comeback and come back from desperation.

If the faith is allowed to collapse, then he will be abolished.

But the faith has been shaken, and it is difficult to extricate itself from it, how can it be reshaped?

"The road ahead is boundless, death is headed, where is my way...?"

"Where is it?!"

With a low groan and a loud shout, Ling Xian's black hair was angry, and the piano music suddenly became chaotic.

"Qiang!"

The sound of the piano is loud, messy and rushing, like a sea surging, raging around nine days and ten places.

Especially as time goes by, the sound of the piano becomes more and more violent, and in the end, there is a sonic boom, which collapses the space.

At the same time, the strings broke, and Ling Xian's white clothes appeared red.

The deep black eyes also dimmed.

This changed Su Zi's pretty face next door.

She was originally meditating, but when she heard the sound of the piano, she couldn't help listening. After that, he was infected by the sadness in it and couldn't bear to leave.

When the piano music became chaotic, she realized that it was not good, and now the sound of the piano disappeared, and she even sensed the weakness of the person playing the piano.

It is no exaggeration to say that his life is hanging by a thread now, if no one can help, he will undoubtedly die!

"Fortunately, you met me, the only descendant of the Undead Sect."

Su Zi sighed softly, then without hesitation, he took out a green jade flute from his sleeve.

In an instant, the night sky flashed green, and the courtyard came to life.

Su Ziyu plays the flute with her hands, exhales like orchids, and plays a peerless fairy sound.

The sound of the flute is long, gentle and slow, like a spring breeze, and everything comes to life.

Ling Xian is no exception.

He was irritated by the idea that life is heaven and earth, and his injuries were aggravated by irritability, and he fell into a coma.

At this moment, under the nourishment of the flute sound, he slowly opened his eyes, but there was silence and no brilliance. On the one hand, the injury was too serious, and on the other hand, it was ashamed of the heart.

"Hey, hopeless people, why should we save them?"

With a sneer, Ling Xian's eyes are full of sorrow, and his heart is full of bitterness.

This made Su Zi frowned and her pretty face was sullen.

Saving people with my own heart, is it possible to save the wrong person?

"Finally, it's not a dead end, you can't speak to death."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, and arched his hand towards the next door Yaoyao, thanking him. After that, he pushed his chair into the house and said no more.

For his character, the great grace must be thanked in person, but his faith is on the verge of collapse at this moment, how can he still feel that way?

Even, he has a bit of blame.

I blame Su Zi for being troublesome and saving his life. Anyway, there is no hope. What is the point of living in the world?

...

"Really a weird person. It seems that he did not succeed, but chose to give up."

Su Zi shook his head lightly and retracted the jade flute into his sleeve. There was a bit of resentment and worry on Qiao's face.

She didn't hear Ling Xian's voice. After all, Ling Xian was only fifteen or six years old when she met, and her voice was still immature. In addition, after so many years, I have never heard it, and it is normal.

However, Su Zi heard a little despair from his words.

What happened to it that can make a person desperate, even desperate?

Su Zi didn't know, but she knew that if Ling Xian continued to maintain this state, even if Daluo Jinxian descended, he would not be able to save his life.

And she doesn't want him to die.

This is because of her kind nature, and because of her neighbors for the past three years. Although she has never seen each other, or even had a conversation, she always has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"In other words, I am also the only descendant of the Undead Sect. When you meet me, you are afraid that you will not die."

The corner of Su Zi's mouth raised, and Qiao's face showed a little pride, but it was a bit of a shadow of the past.

"If you want to die, I won't let you die."

Under the moonlight, in the evening breeze, naughty words echoed gently, determining Ling Xian's life and death.

...

In the early morning of the next day~IndoMTL.com~The medical hall opened as usual, and Su Zi treated the illness as usual to save people, as if what had never happened last night.

I asked that the shop opened on time, and the flow of people was still hot, but there was no one who got the money.

Ling Xian is still so cold and cold, melancholy and melancholy, looking up at the peach blossom rustling, there is no wave in the dark starry eyes.

This made Xiaoye feel anxious for a while, wishing to hold Ling Xian in her arms and pity it, but unfortunately, she only dared to imagine it in her mind.

If she did so, she had no doubt that Ling Xian would smash herself into pieces.

"Sure enough, I have never been able to resist Gao Lengnan."

Xiaoye sighed and turned his attention back to the shop, and then the heart gripped even harder.

I don’t earn any money by putting the spirit stone, so I just do something to answer the questions to get the treasure, this damned prodigal!

...(..)(Nine Immortals)