If Lu Tianjiao didn't say anything, Jiang Zhige would understand his inner pain better.

For Jiang Zhige, it was just the loss of a brother who could fight side by side.

As far as Lu Tianjiao is concerned, he has lost everything and returned to the mortal world. Can he still be regarded as Lu Tianjiao?

If he didn't know Jiang Zhige back then, maybe Lu Tianjiao would be famous all over the world and admired by thousands of people, right?

Looking at the back of Xiao Suo with disheveled hair and only one hand left, Jiang Zhige's heart was so heavy that he could hardly breathe, he had never doubted himself at this moment in his life.

He can't do anything, if he can't recast Lu Tianjiao's spiritual veins, no matter how much he blames himself, he is just a bystander who stays out of the matter.

"Brother Lu, one day, I will find a way to recast your spiritual veins for you."

"Before then, you must live well."

Jiang Zhige suppressed the sadness in his heart, turned around and walked into the fairy city.

Just as Mo Ziyan has never given up on saving his sister Liu Chuyao, there is still a chance for everything. What Jiang Zhige wants to do is not to be decadent with Lu Tianjiao, but to find a spell that can recast Lu Tianjiao's spiritual veins .

The Taoism is boundless, the heavens are vast, as long as Jiang Zhige exhausts the blue sky, there will always be a glimmer of hope.

Time passed quietly, and it was getting dusk.

In the fairy city, many monks are still immersed in fear, hiding in the city and not daring to spy on the situation outside the city.

The aftermath of the previous battle swept across thousands of miles, which is by no means the power that the local strongmen in Shangquan Prefecture can have. If it weren't for the protection of the defense formation around the fairy city, if it wasn't for the sword that cut in the opposite direction of the fairy city, there would be nearly a million monks in the fairy city Already died in the aftermath.

Not long after, Mo Ziyan and Xiao Ling who were sent to the inn room woke up one after another.

They stood up and looked around, feeling both dazed and uneasy.

Recalling the situation at that time, the two girls vaguely guessed something, and immediately left the room to look for Lu Tianjiao together.

After they walked out of the inn, they found that the atmosphere in the city was extremely oppressive. Some people huddled in the corners and did not dare to show themselves, while others gathered at the city gates and waited in full force, as if the end of the world was about to usher.

No matter what the solution is, no one dared to go outside the city to investigate, only Mo Ziyan and Xiao Ling didn't care so much, and rushed out of the city to look for Lu Tianjiao.

However, after seeing the scene outside the city, the resolute Mo Ziyan couldn't help being surprised.

Where you look, it seems that the world has just opened, and everything is scorched earth.

The ravine that spanned 30,000 miles exuded a sword intent that reached the sky, and it might still be the same in a hundred thousand years.

"Brother Lu! Brother Lu!"

Xiao Ling burst into tears, stumbled and ran to the scorched earth to look for Lu Tianjiao.

Mo Ziyan's eyes were flushed, and she stopped in place and remained silent.

In such a miserable situation, Lu Tianjiao did not come to look for them again.

"Elder Lu, you and I haven't seen each other for a hundred years, why are you acting in such a hurry..."

Mo Ziyan raised her head to the sky, her eyes dim with tears, and various past events surfaced in her mind.

How much she has received from Lu Tianjiao, in fact, she remembers it in her heart, and has been thinking of finding an opportunity to repay Lu Tianjiao.

Now that they have not seen each other for a hundred years, they meet again by chance. Not only did Mo Ziyan fail to repay Lu Tianjiao, but he was also favored by the seven-color **** stone, and Lu Tianjiao was saved with his life.

This kind of kindness has long surpassed relatives whose blood is thicker than water, even if Mo Ziyan dies here, it will be difficult to repay it.

In the distance, Xiao Ling walked further and further away, crying and calling Lu Tianjiao's name.

Mo Ziyan lowered her head and choked with sobs, she didn't try to dissuade her, nor did she follow her.

The world is suffering, and immortality is no exception. There are always too many irreversible regrets,

Just like Jiang Zhige, she could do nothing but let Xiao Ling be alone.

Three days later, Xiao Ling searched hard but failed, and completely collapsed, collapsed under the tree and cried bitterly.

Jiang Zhige's figure emerged from the side, silently watching the tearful Xiao Ling.

"You, you are..."

Xiao Ling was already heartbroken, and was not in the mood to care why Jiang Zhige could quietly appear by his side.

"I am Lu Tianjiao's friend."

Hearing that Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao met, Xiao Ling seemed to have grasped the last straw, and hurriedly asked with tears: "You know Brother Lu? Do you know where he is?"

"He is dead."

Jiang Zhige's voice was calm, but it made Xiao Ling burst into tears as if struck by lightning.

"Impossible, impossible!"

"Brother Lu hasn't given me the answer, how could he die?!"

Xiao Ling desperately shook his head, but a heartbroken cry came from his mouth.

In fact, she could also guess what happened, but she still dare not accept it, she is just deceiving herself.

Jiang Zhige turned around and said in a deep voice: "Miss Xiao, before Brother Lu is about to die, please let me tell you that you are the true love he has been looking for."

Before the words fell, his figure was no longer in place.

Xiao Ling froze on the spot, tears welled up in his eyes like a bank bursting.

Although it is the long-awaited answer, how can this make her happy?

"Lu Tianjiao, you idiot..."

"I didn't expect to get your love, but why, why didn't you even give me the chance to stay by your side..."

Xiao Ling put his hands on the ground and wept bitterly, tears had already blurred his vision.

If a sentence of true love is the price for Lu Tianjiao's departure, then she would rather never hear the answer.

................

Currently, within the territory of Shangquan Prefecture.

Somewhere in a mortal village, a white-haired old man with disheveled hair, empty left sleeve, and a gourd wine jug in his right hand is looking up at the light and shadow picture in the sky.

After a long time, he sighed, and suddenly asked: "Achang, what do you think of this devil emperor?"

A commoner boy next to him looked slightly stagnant, and replied after pondering for a while: "The devil emperor is kind and righteous, he never bullies the weak, and he never kills innocent people deliberately. Not to the world of immortals."

"So, as far as I'm concerned, he's a good guy."

Hearing this, the old man nodded, raised his flagon pot and wanted to pour wine into his mouth, but after pouring for a long time, he managed to pour out only half a drop of wine.

"I'm out of wine, hurry up and get me some wine."

"Why so fast? I've run out of money! And he said he would teach me swordsmanship as soon as the time comes~IndoMTL.com~Three years have passed and you haven't taught me a single move. Are you trying to drink me for nothing? wine?"

The boy in civilian clothes turned black, and the old man poured wine like water, where did he get so much money to buy wine?

"Stop talking nonsense! If you want to learn swords, go quickly!"

"Damn old man Chen, after I learn swordsmanship, you can find a way to earn money to buy bars!"

The boy in civilian clothes cursed and cursed, but he still turned around and left the courtyard to buy wine for the old man.

If he didn't want to learn the old man's sword three years ago, he wouldn't save money to buy wine for the old man.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the state.

A woman in a green dress had tears in her eyes, staring blankly at the light and shadow picture above.

"You are not dead..."

"I knew, you won't die..."

If Lu Tianjiao didn't say anything, Jiang Zhige would understand his inner pain better.

For Jiang Zhige, it was just the loss of a brother who could fight side by side.

As far as Lu Tianjiao is concerned, he has lost everything and returned to the mortal world. Can he still be regarded as Lu Tianjiao?

If he didn't know Jiang Zhige back then, maybe Lu Tianjiao would be famous all over the world and admired by thousands of people, right?

Looking at the back of Xiao Suo with disheveled hair and only one hand left, Jiang Zhige's heart was so heavy that he could hardly breathe, he had never doubted himself at this moment in his life.

He can't do anything, if he can't recast Lu Tianjiao's spiritual veins, no matter how much he blames himself, he is just a bystander who stays out of the matter.

"Brother Lu, one day, I will find a way to recast your spiritual veins for you."

"Before then, you must live well."

Jiang Zhige suppressed the sadness in his heart, turned around and walked into the fairy city.

Just as Mo Ziyan has never given up on saving his sister Liu Chuyao, there is still a chance for everything. What Jiang Zhige wants to do is not to be decadent with Lu Tianjiao, but to find a spell that can recast Lu Tianjiao's spiritual veins .

The Taoism is boundless, the heavens are vast, as long as Jiang Zhige exhausts the blue sky, there will always be a glimmer of hope.

Time passed quietly, and it was getting dusk.

In the fairy city, many monks are still immersed in fear, hiding in the city and not daring to spy on the situation outside the city.

The aftermath of the previous battle swept across thousands of miles, which is by no means the power that the local strongmen in Shangquan Prefecture can have. If it weren't for the protection of the defense formation around the fairy city, if it wasn't for the sword that cut in the opposite direction of the fairy city, there would be nearly a million monks in the fairy city Already died in the aftermath.

Not long after, Mo Ziyan and Xiao Ling who were sent to the inn room woke up one after another.

They stood up and looked around, feeling both dazed and uneasy.

Recalling the situation at that time, the two girls vaguely guessed something, and immediately left the room to look for Lu Tianjiao together.

After they walked out of the inn, they found that the atmosphere in the city was extremely oppressive. Some people huddled in the corners and did not dare to show themselves, while others gathered at the city gates and waited in full force, as if the end of the world was about to usher.

No matter what the solution is, no one dared to go outside the city to investigate, only Mo Ziyan and Xiao Ling didn't care so much, and rushed out of the city to look for Lu Tianjiao.

However, after seeing the scene outside the city, the resolute Mo Ziyan couldn't help being surprised.

Where you look, it seems that the world has just opened, and everything is scorched earth.

The ravine that spanned 30,000 miles exuded a sword intent that reached the sky, and it might still be the same in a hundred thousand years.

"Brother Lu! Brother Lu!"

Xiao Ling burst into tears, stumbled and ran to the scorched earth to look for Lu Tianjiao.

Mo Ziyan's eyes were flushed, and she stopped in place and remained silent.

In such a miserable situation, Lu Tianjiao did not come to look for them again.

"Elder Lu, you and I haven't seen each other for a hundred years, why are you acting in such a hurry..."

Mo Ziyan raised her head to the sky, her eyes dim with tears, and various past events surfaced in her mind.

How much she has received from Lu Tianjiao, in fact, she remembers it in her heart, and has been thinking of finding an opportunity to repay Lu Tianjiao.

Now that they have not seen each other for a hundred years, they meet again by chance. Not only did Mo Ziyan fail to repay Lu Tianjiao, but he was also favored by the seven-color **** stone, and Lu Tianjiao was saved with his life.

This kind of kindness has long surpassed relatives whose blood is thicker than water, even if Mo Ziyan dies here, it will be difficult to repay it.

In the distance, Xiao Ling walked further and further away, crying and calling Lu Tianjiao's name.

Mo Ziyan lowered her head and choked with sobs, she didn't try to dissuade her, nor did she follow her.

The world is suffering, and immortality is no exception. There are always too many irreversible regrets,

Just like Jiang Zhige, she could do nothing but let Xiao Ling be alone.

Three days later, Xiao Ling searched hard but failed, and completely collapsed, collapsed under the tree and cried bitterly.

Jiang Zhige's figure emerged from the side, silently watching the tearful Xiao Ling.

"You, you are..."

Xiao Ling was already heartbroken, and was not in the mood to care why Jiang Zhige could quietly appear by his side.

"I am Lu Tianjiao's friend."

Hearing that Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao met, Xiao Ling seemed to have grasped the last straw, and hurriedly asked with tears: "You know Brother Lu? Do you know where he is?"

"He is dead."

Jiang Zhige's voice was calm, but it made Xiao Ling burst into tears as if struck by lightning.

"Impossible, impossible!"

"Brother Lu hasn't given me the answer, how could he die?!"

Xiao Ling desperately shook his head, but a heartbroken cry came from his mouth.

In fact, she could also guess what happened, but she still dare not accept it, she is just deceiving herself.

Jiang Zhige turned around and said in a deep voice: "Miss Xiao, before Brother Lu is about to die, please let me tell you that you are the true love he has been looking for."

Before the words fell, his figure was no longer in place.

Xiao Ling froze on the spot, tears welled up in his eyes like a bank bursting.

Although it is the long-awaited answer, how can this make her happy?

"Lu Tianjiao, you idiot..."

"I didn't expect to get your love, but why, why didn't you even give me the chance to stay by your side..."

Xiao Ling put his hands on the ground and wept bitterly, tears had already blurred his vision.

If a sentence of true love is the price for Lu Tianjiao's departure, then she would rather never hear the answer.

................

Currently, within the territory of Shangquan Prefecture.

Somewhere in a mortal village, a white-haired old man with disheveled hair, empty left sleeve, and a gourd wine jug in his right hand is looking up at the light and shadow picture in the sky.

After a long time, he sighed, and suddenly asked: "Achang, what do you think of this devil emperor?"

A commoner boy next to him looked slightly stagnant, and replied after pondering for a while: "The devil emperor is kind and righteous, he never bullies the weak, and he never kills innocent people deliberately. Not to the world of immortals."

"So, as far as I'm concerned, he's a good guy."

Hearing this, the old man nodded, raised his flagon pot and wanted to pour wine into his mouth, but after pouring for a long time, he managed to pour out only half a drop of wine.

"I'm out of wine, hurry up and get me some wine."

"Why so fast? I've run out of money! And he said he would teach me swordsmanship as soon as the time comes~IndoMTL.com~Three years have passed and you haven't taught me a single move. Are you trying to drink me for nothing? wine?"

The boy in civilian clothes turned black, and the old man poured wine like water, where did he get so much money to buy wine?

"Stop talking nonsense! If you want to learn swords, go quickly!"

"Damn old man Chen, after I learn swordsmanship, you can find a way to earn money to buy bars!"

The boy in civilian clothes cursed and cursed, but he still turned around and left the courtyard to buy wine for the old man.

If he didn't want to learn the old man's sword three years ago, he wouldn't save money to buy wine for the old man.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the state.

A woman in a green dress had tears in her eyes, staring blankly at the light and shadow picture above.

"You are not dead..."

"I knew, you won't die..."