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Chapter 169 I'd rather never hear the answer
Lu Tianjiao didn't say anything, but Jiang Zhige would be more aware of his inner pain.
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 belongs to the mortal world. Can he still be regarded as Lu Tianjiao?
If he hadn't known Jiang Zhige back then, Lu Tianjiao might have become famous all over the world and admired by thousands of people, right?
Looking at the shaggy back with only one hand left, Jiang Zhige's heart was so heavy that he could hardly breathe, and he had never doubted himself at this moment in his life.
He couldn't do anything, and if he couldn't recreate the spiritual veins for Lu Tianjiao, no matter how much he blamed himself, he would just be a bystander.
"The Star Wants To Retire"
"Brother Lu, one day, I will find a way to recast your spiritual veins for you."
"Before that, 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 not given up on rescuing her sister Liu Chuyao so far, there is still a chance for everything. What Jiang Zhige has to do is not to become decadent with Lu Tianjiao, but to find a technique that can recast his spiritual veins for Lu Tianjiao.
Taoism is boundless, the heavens are vast, as long as Jiang Zhige exhausts the blue and yellow springs, there will always be a glimmer of hope.
Time passed quietly, and it was getting darker day by day.
In the immortal 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 war swept across thousands of miles, and it was by no means the strength that the local powerhouses in Shangquan Province could have. If there were no defenses around Xiancheng, if the sword was not directed in the opposite direction of Xiancheng, nearly a million monks in Xiancheng would have already died. in the aftermath.
Soon after, Mo Ziyan and Xiao Ling, who were sent to the hotel room, woke up one after another.
They got up and looked around, both dazed and uneasy.
Thinking of the situation at that time, the two women vaguely guessed something, and immediately left the room to find Lu Tianjiao together.
After they walked out of the inn, they found that the atmosphere in the city was extremely depressing. Some people huddled in the corner and dared not show up, while others gathered at the city gate and waited, as if they were about to usher in the end of the world.
No matter how to deal with it, no one dared to go outside the city to investigate, only Mo Ziyan and Xiao Ling couldn't care less and rushed out of the city to find Lu Tianjiao.
However, after seeing the scene outside the city, Mo Ziyan, who was a resolute person, couldn't help but be surprised.
Wherever you look, it is as if the heavens and the earth were first opened, and they are all scorched earth.
That 30,000-mile-long gully exudes a sword intent that reaches the sky, and it will probably remain the same for another 100,000 years.
"Big Brother Lu! Big Brother Lu!"
Xiao Ling burst into tears and ran to the scorched earth to find Lu Tianjiao.
Mo Ziyan's eyes were flushed, and she stood there silently.
In such a tragic situation, Lu Tianjiao did not come to look for them again, obviously it was more fortunate than for luck.
"Elder Lu, you and I haven't seen each other in a hundred years, why are you in such a hurry..."
Mo Ziyan raised her head to the sky, her eyes were hazy with tears, and all kinds of past events came to her mind.
How much she had received from Lu Tianjiao, in fact, she kept it in her heart and always wanted to find an opportunity to repay Lu Tianjiao.
Not only did Mo Ziyan fail to repay Lu Tianjiao, but Mo Ziyan received another favor from the seven-colored divine stone, and even asked Lu Tianjiao to save him with his life.
Such kindness has long been better than relatives whose blood is thicker than water. Even if Mo Ziyan is self-absorbed here, it is difficult to pay it back.
In the distance, Xiao Ling's back went farther and farther, constantly crying out Lu Tianjiao's name.
Mo Ziyan bowed her head and choked up, but she didn't try to dissuade her, and she didn't follow.
The world is suffering, and immortality is no exception. There are always too many irreparable regrets.
Like Jiang Zhige, she couldn't do anything but let Xiao Ling be alone.
Three days later, Xiao Ling's search was unsuccessful, and he collapsed completely. He collapsed under the tree and cried bitterly.
Jiang Zhige's figure emerged from the side, silently watching Xiao Ling who was crying.
"You, you are..."
Xiao Ling was already devastated, and was not in the mood to care why Jiang Zhige could quietly appear beside him.
"I'm Lu Tianjiao's friend."
Hearing that Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao met, Xiao Ling seemed to have caught the last straw, and hurriedly asked, "You know Brother Lu? Do you know where he went?"
"he died."
Jiang Zhige's voice was calm, but Xiao Lingru was struck by lightning and burst into tears.
"Impossible, impossible!"
"Brother Lu, he hasn't been able to tell me the answer, how could he die?!"
Xiao Ling shook his head desperately, but there was a cry of grief in his mouth.
In fact, she can also guess what happened, but she still dare not accept it, she is just deceiving herself.
Jiang Zhige turned around and said solemnly, "Miss Xiao, before Brother Lu is about to die, ask me to tell you that you are the true love he has been looking for."
Before he finished speaking, his figure was no longer there.
Xiao Ling froze in place, tears in his eyes like a dam burst.
Although it was a long-awaited answer, how could it make her happy?
"Lu Tianjiao, you idiot..."
"I didn't expect to get your love, but why, why didn't I even give me the chance to stay by your side..."
Xiao Ling put his hands on the ground and cried bitterly, tears already blurring his vision.
If a word of true love is the price for Lu Tianjiao to leave, then she would rather never hear an answer.
.........
At present, in Shangquan Prefecture.
Somewhere in a mortal village, a unkempt, white-haired old man with an empty left sleeve and a gourd wine jug in his right hand is looking up at the light and shadow picture above.
After a long time, he sighed in disappointment and asked, "Achang, what do you think of this Devil Emperor?"
A young man in commoner next to him looked slightly sluggish, and replied after a little pondering: "The Devil Emperor is affectionate and righteous, never bullying the weak, nor deliberately killing innocents. world."
"So, as far as I'm concerned, he's a good guy."
Hearing the words, the old man nodded, raised the jug and was about to pour wine into his mouth, but after pouring it for a long time, he just poured out 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 you said that you will teach me swordsmanship as soon as the time comes. You haven't taught me a single trick and a half in the past three years. Are you going to drink my wine for nothing?"
The face of the commoner boy turned black, and the old man was drinking 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, when I learn swordsmanship, you will find a way to earn money to buy a bar!"
The commoner boy cursed, but turned around and left the courtyard to buy wine for the old man.
If he hadn't wanted to learn the old man's sword three years ago, he wouldn't have bought wine for the old man.
Meanwhile, somewhere in the state.
With tears in her eyes, a woman in a green dress stared blankly at the light and shadow picture above.
"You're not dead..."
"I knew you wouldn't die..."