Bang!
The shining gold and silver Sky-Splitting Mirror fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and landed right next to Zhao Donglai, only about a foot away from him.
Zhao Donglai was lying on the ground, blood was pouring out from the corner of his mouth, his face had already turned pale, the injury on his chest had left him with no chance of life, and the Yuanli spring in his dantian had been blasted to pieces, leaving no chance of survival.
It seemed that he knew that he was going to die, and boundless weakness invaded him. At this moment, Zhao Donglai was lying on his back. The original madness and unwillingness on his face had disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable sense of relief, as if he had been looking forward to this scene for too long. Long.
Zhao Donglai's face is very young and handsome, just like three thousand years ago. Time seems to have never left its mark on his face. Even if the corner of his mouth is bleeding at this moment, it still cannot hide his charm.
"I... lost, Ye Xingchen. You are indeed better than me. You surpassed me by so many things. I am completely convinced that I lost to you."
Zhao Donglai's voice sounded slowly, with a kind of weakness, but also an inexplicable magnetism. At this moment, Zhao Donglai seemed to have finally let go of everything, and everything he had experienced in these thousands of years flashed through his mind. , take a quick look at the flowers.
"It's been more than three thousand years... I actually died three thousand years ago, but my obsession and inner demons made me come back to life... Before you asked me if I still remember my name, at that moment, I actually I already feel strange to myself now, am I still Zhao Donglai?"
Having said this, Zhao Donglai showed a trace of self-mockery on his face, and even more of a sudden realization.
Ye Xingchen stood aside and listened quietly without speaking. Even when a person is about to die, he is kind to his words. He knew that at this moment, Zhao Donglai had finally changed back to himself again, the man who once lived in the Beidou Sky Territory and Beidou Dao. One of the two unparalleled prides of Ji Zong who left endless glorious legends.
"Perhaps you are curious about my experience three thousand years ago, and you are confused about why I wanted to kill you, but I don't want to mention those years again. For me, it was a nightmare and despair. If you want to know, just take Walk through the Celestial Mirror, it will tell you."
"Finally, Ye Xingchen, if you can go to the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven one day in the future, remember... to be careful."
Zhao Donglai murmured, but his voice became softer and weaker, but a sparkling smile gradually emerged on that handsome face, exuding an inexplicable brilliance.
"The first half of my life was brilliant and brilliant, and the second half was miserable. Now, I'm tired and really want to have a good sleep. Maybe when I fall asleep, I can see Xing Rufeng, my good brother, again. …”
Ye Xingchen quietly looked at Zhao Donglai, who had begun to look back, and sighed softly in his heart.
Xing Rufeng and Zhao Donglai.
These two peerless heroes from the Beidou Dao Supreme Sect in the Beidou Heavenly Territory, who could be regarded as his senior brothers, were all buried in the years and fell into the world of light.
At this point, as Zhao Donglai is about to die, the grudge between Ye Xingchen and him has also been resolved.
"The starry sky... the starry sky... I wish I could see with my own eyes the magnificent starry sky beyond the stream of light..."
Zhao Donglai, who was already extremely weak, stared blankly at the sky in the Flowing Light Realm. His gaze seemed to be able to see through the sky and see the starry sky outside. A trace of desire and yearning flashed through it, but it soon became dimmed.
call out……
At this moment, a figure flew towards Zhao Donglai very quickly!
When Ye Xingchen saw the person coming, his eyes flashed, and he felt a sense of surprise, because the person flying over turned out to be... Granny Xue Ying!
At this moment, Granny Xueying's face was full of sadness, and her old eyes were filled with sadness, reflecting Zhao Donglai's figure. She leaned down gently, with tears falling down her face.
Seeing this scene, Ye Xingchen naturally understood, but he didn't expect that Granny Xueying and Zhao Donglai seemed to be old friends.
"Three thousand years! I...see you again. Maybe...you don't remember me at all. Maybe...I am just a passing guest in your life..."
Granny Xueying looked at Zhao Donglai and spoke like this, with a hint of trembling and sadness in her voice.
The angry Zhao Donglai turned his eyes slightly and looked at Granny Xue Ying who suddenly appeared. Immediately, a sincere and gentle smile appeared on his handsome face, and his eyes seemed to become a little gentle.
"Xue Ying..."
The word "gentle" rang out from Zhao Donglai's mouth. It was almost inaudible, but Granny Xueying's body suddenly trembled, and tears suddenly burst out of her eyes. She stretched out her hand tremblingly and held Zhao Donglai's hand. The hands that have slowly become cold!
"You...you still remember me?"
Granny Xueying's voice became trembling. She originally thought that Zhao Donglai would not remember her at all. She came here to see Zhao Donglai for the last time just to lose the obsession that had been buried in her heart for three thousand years. However, she did not expect that Zhao Donglai actually called out her name. .
Zhao Donglai nodded slowly. He no longer had much energy, but at this moment, Zhao Donglai's eyes were filled with tenderness. He looked at Granny Xueying, and there seemed to be thousands of words buried in them, but he could not say a single word.
The appearance of Granny Xueying seemed to inject a bit of strength into Zhao Donglai's last remaining vitality. He tried his best and finally said a word.
"The time I walked side by side with you... is the only beautiful memory in the rest of my life... You... must... live well..."
There was a hint of tenderness and reminiscence in the words. When the last word fell, Zhao Donglai's hand held by Granny Xueying suddenly relaxed, and the last trace of smile remained on his handsome face.
Zhao Donglai fell.
Granny Xueying held Zhao Donglai's hand tightly, her body trembled violently, and she buried her head, but she did not cry out after all.
After a long time, Granny Xue Ying stood up slowly. There were no more tears on her old face. She looked expressionless, but only a pair of eyes seemed to be filled with uncontrollable sadness. She looked at Ye Xingchen and said : "Ye Xiaozi, can I ask you something?"
"Mother-in-law, it doesn't matter if you say so."
"Can you... give me his body?"
