The smile on the eldest disciple's face was always bright and without any haze, but it was also cold and ruthless.
When did that smile gain real warmth and he no longer stubbornly sought death?
A confused look appeared on Yuntian's face.
He picked up Lu Yun back then, but he did it casually, but since then, his eldest disciple seems to have grown up and taken on the responsibility of his senior brother.
He taught Lu Yun very well.
But he also valued Lu Yun, a young junior sister, so seriously that... he had no regrets about dying for her.
Recalling those things, Yuntian felt that it was very difficult, like a mirror, unable to see clearly.
From being obsessed with death, to being obsessed with my little junior sister.
Yun Tian looked at the person inside, who looked like a charred corpse under the lightning, and his state of mind, which should have been like that of an ancient well, was filled with confusion.
In his whole life, Yuntian thought that he was free and unrestrained, and he was worthy of being his master in heaven and earth, but he felt guilty because of his disciples.
"He can't be..." Dead.
Qin Ningya hesitated in her voice and did not dare to finish her sentence.
The man she thought was dead moved his body a few more times. Under the awe-inspiring lightning, everyone saw that the demonic energy lingering on his body receded like a tide.
No, not retreating, but gathering.
The demonic energy re-entered the body, but it no longer suppressed the seal as before, but merged with the body.
With the help of the thunder tribulation, Ji Hongxi took the risk and used the thunder tribulation to combine the body and the demonic energy into one.
No one could see that the bones in Ji Hongxi's body that should have been as white as jade began to be stained with layers of black.
Those blacks are like mud in the abyss. No matter how much light falls into it, it will be swallowed up.
The black color is expanding, traveling along the bones to all parts of the body, covering all the white color arrogantly.
It took eight heavenly tribulations to go from a light gray to a rich and untainted black.
Ji Hongxi was not feeling well at this moment.
His idea was also a flash of inspiration, and the heavenly tribulation was not something that his cultivation level could withstand.
The only good thing is that the demonic energy in his body is more powerful than he imagined. Perhaps the mountains of corpses and seas of blood and the seats piled up in the white valley that he saw in his midnight dreams when he was a child are really what he once saw. Experienced.
Ji Hongxi, who was laughing in his heart, wanted to see Lu Yun's condition, but his body was charred and stiff and he couldn't move.
There is also the last thunderbolt.
He was sighing.
The demonic bones have been formed and the demonic energy has disappeared.
His body has reached its limit.
Do you still want to hold on?
He lay on the ground following the strength of his body, looking at the last purple and gold thunderstorm above his head, feeling a little lost.
The lightning disaster was supposed to come instantly like lightning.
But this last thunder tribulation was very slow, and everyone could see the process of the thunder tribulation landing.
Electric light exploded, the space was torn apart, and black cracks appeared.
Behind the crack, it seemed that there was another world, and something like a cocoon could be vaguely seen floating in front of a gate.
Just when Ji Hongxi wanted to investigate further, the lightning tribulation accelerated a lot and the gap in space disappeared.
On the formation, the golden pupils split open and turned into golden streamers that merged into the thunder tribulation. Under the purple-gold thunder tribulation, nothing remained but a vast expanse of white.
In the divine power that swept everything, Ji Hongxi felt the arrival of death, which was the existence he had been waiting for for a long time.
It seems not bad to die in a dream, die under this catastrophe, and have your soul wiped out.
So do you want to die?
"Haha!" Weird laughter echoed in the charred corpse-like body. He had a feeling that he could avoid this last thunderstorm, but he didn't want to.
too tired.
He was born as a monster, his parents hated him, and his family cursed him. From the beginning of his memory, his life was filled with abuse and trampling.
Even those in the dream were filled with blood and corpse fragments.
Monster, monster, devil.
Calls were thrown at him one after another.
They vented those negative desires on themselves, and he was like a trash can, constantly absorbing it.
It was those dark emotions that made him what he became.
No one knew that there was a voice in his mind that kept clamoring for him to die.
By dying, those tortures will end, and then... life will be reborn.
New student?
What he had hoped for, he also chose death.
Many times.
Just like that day when the entire Ji family was slaughtered, he watched with cold eyes. During the killing, he sat there calmly, waiting for the butcher's knife to come.
An enemy discovered him as he wished.
He forgot what the man looked like, but he remembered the man's expression at that time.
Terrified, frightened, and crushed, as if seeing something terrifying.
The man shouted: "Monster, there is a monster here!"
Later, he didn't remember much. When he came to his senses, the man had died in his own hands.
He resisted.
He didn't die, just like when he tried to kill himself.
He thought with regret, originally wanting to wait until the person who could kill him appeared, but Yuntian, his master, happened to pass by at that time and saved him.
He is the only surviving member of the Ji family. How ironic.
The things in his body were suppressed by Yun Tian. Only then did he know that there was a big demon in his body, and that big demon wanted to use his body to revive.
Master said, let him resist the voice in his head and live well.
Master said that this life belongs to him and he can decide his own life.
But he decided to die.
In his mind, the master is powerful enough and should be able to kill him, so he always asks the master when he can kill him.
He followed his master to the Hidden Sword Sect because he knew that there were more powerful beings in this sect who would be seeking death.
He couldn't bear it anymore and didn't want to bear it anymore.
Day and night, tortured by endless nightmares, he had long gone crazy.
But his master was a good old man.
It was obvious that he wanted to die, but the other party gave him advice again and again. In order to keep him alive, he also found several junior brothers for him.
The second junior brother's personality is like an ice cube. He may say hundreds of sentences but the other party may not get a reaction, which is very boring.
The third junior brother is like a medicine jar, smelling of medicine and full of hatred. He is obviously a black sesame glutinous rice ball, but he smiles with a gentle look, which is too fake.
As for the fourth junior brother, well... he is a fool, a fool who can happily count money after being used and deceived by others. What can he and a fool have in common?
He thought that the master's plan had failed.
He still wanted to die.
When the master comes back from traveling, he will be tougher this time. If the master still doesn't agree, he can go to the leader himself.
After waiting, the master came back and brought back a small dumpling.
She is a female doll, she looks cute and has a beautiful smile.
She was surprised when she saw that her eyes, as crystal clear as frost and snow, seemed to see the darkness deep in his heart at a glance.
But she is not afraid of him.
"Elder brother!" She called to herself obediently and held her hand.
It was soft and warm, a temperature he had never experienced before. It was so hot that his whole body was trembling.
The voice that had been haunting him in his mind fell silent at that moment.
That thing is afraid of her!
He laughed maniacally.
Then, put your life in her hands.
He will wait for her to grow up and be able to kill him, and he will die calmly.
And before that...no one can take her away from him.
