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He silently looked at the girl and slowly spoke: "Canghai Wuxie, do you want to leave or not? If you don't, in this lifetime, I — Canghai Zhiwang — will no longer be your brother, and you and I will forever break off our brotherly relationship."

The young lady's face turned white, her pitch-black eyes stared at the void, unblinking. After a long time, she spat out word by word, "I'm not leaving."

"Alright." He decisively turned around and walked towards the palace gate without looking at the bright red light anymore.

The world collapsed, completely silent. There was nothing left between the heaven and earth, not even the slightest breeze.

Despair. Heartbreak.

It was completely gray.

Nothing left.

His unfilial son, all his feelings, everything about him — was dead.

"Evil child — you've taken everything." A faint smile blossomed on his illusory face as he softly whispered to himself while looking into the distance.

The girl slowly kneeled on the cold ground. Her black eyes were filled with tears. Her eyes were fixated on the green dress that was getting further and further away. The light was disappearing bit by bit.

The corners of his mouth were constantly curved upwards, and his face was filled with an indelible smile.

"Big brother, big brother." He murmured softly, as if afraid of being startled, and disappeared.

The bright red robe fell to the ground and slowly faded away. It was like a butterfly with broken wings, unable to fly again.

"Big brother, you really don't want me anymore this time. You really don't want me anymore. I, your unfilial son, am scared all by myself. " The young girl slowly hugged herself, then she hugged herself again.

He walked to the entrance of the palace, paused, closed his eyes, and left.

Instantly, that piece of azure clothes disappeared without a trace.

"Big brother." The girl suddenly sat up. Her pupils widened, like dead gray eyes staring straight ahead.

"Big brother, you really don't need your unfilial son anymore." The girl slowly stood up and looked at the empty place in front of her. She suddenly giggled, "Hahahahahaha, brother, you finally gave up on me. Don't, brother, brother."

Her long black hair that had been draped over her shoulders slowly turned white.

The wind blew gently, blowing the young girl's beautiful hair.

"Big brother, I'm scared." The sound was soft, as if it had disappeared in the night wind.

Kong Ming put down his wine cup, the smile slowly disappearing from his face. His gaze looked at the young girl with disdain as he spat out each word, "Canghai Void, do you think that it's over just like this? Far — — Not enough."

Sixteen years in the capital. The prime minister, the nameless man, had retired and everyone had sighed.

In the past seventeen years, Emperor Daojing had put up a name for her beauty, so no one in the world could be more curious about her appearance.

Legacy: Her beauty was abnormal, especially that of a celestial being. Her hair was three thousand white, and she wore red clothes.

He stood on the street and stared at the yellow paper on the wall.

Evil child, is his evil child sick?

With both hands clenched into fists, he stepped forward, tore off the paper, and walked towards the palace in large strides.

The city gate was opened wide, and not a single person in the Imperial Palace was able to stop him.

Kong Ming was sitting on a high dragon throne, smiling.

"Where's my unfilial son?" He walked into the hall and didn't kneel as he stared straight at Kong Ming.

"Evil child? In the hospital bed, of course. " Kong Ming played with the thumb ring.

"I want to see her."

"Sure." Kong Ming laughed, "However —"

"But what?" Ye Zichen frowned.

"If you can repel the barbarians from the northwest, I'll let you see."

"Alright."

Kong Ming just smiled, a smile that was not in the bottom of his eyes.

"Canghai Xuankong, I want you — Canghai Clan to help me."

I want you- Pain.

There was no end — pain.

In these eighteen years, the nameless had returned to the imperial government, and the Emperor was overjoyed to be conferred the title of prime minister.

The next day.

The Prime Minister led the troops to the northwest to eliminate the enemy. The world clapped and cheered.

In the 19th year of the Imperial Capital, the Prime Minister, the nameless man, had achieved victory. The enemy troops were greatly intimidated, causing the nameless man to lose his sight.

For twenty years in the capital, the Prime Minister, the nameless man, had returned victorious. The Emperor was overjoyed and forgave the world.

The palace, it was still a dazzling golden palace.

He knelt on the ground, his back exceptionally straight. It was unknown where his lifeless eyes were looking at.

On the dragon throne, Kong Ming just stared coldly.

"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my promise to let me see my unfilial son." He spat out word by word, as if he was spewing blood.

"Evil child? "Could it be that there's a mistake with my beloved one?" Kong Ming said innocently.

"I want to see my evil son." He repeated the words.

"My beloved, you must be mistaken. If This Emperor has a vile son, This Emperor will definitely let you see, but —"

"What did you do to me?" The calmness on his hollow face began to crumble.

"We didn't do anything to her! It's just — she died of an illness of her own. " Kong Ming rested his chin on his hands with a faint smile on his face.

His entire body froze, and he forced a faint smile onto his face. "His Majesty must be joking."

"A joke? I have never joked, but do you think my beloved daughter doesn't know? "

"Impossible." Abnormal determination.

"Impossible?" Why not? Anyone would die, could it be that she, Cang Hai, is not a human? " Kong Ming sat up straight. "I've forgotten. I don't know when my beloved lady died. She died for … something."

"Your majesty, your subject is tired. I'll return first." Ye Zichen's gaze froze. He held on to the ground and wanted to stand up.

"Qing Qing, do you still remember the year you left? The next day, your evil child died, tsk tsk." Kong Ming shook his head in pity: "I actually had a whole night of high fever. The temperature was really high and I kept blabbering nonsensical nonsense. I kept calling out 'Big Brother, don't leave this unfilial son …'"

"Don't say anymore." Ye Zichen stood up and walked towards the door.

"He also said that your unfilial son is afraid. Big bro, don't leave your unfilial son behind. Your unfilial son will definitely listen to you obediently."

"Don't say anymore, don't." He painfully covered his ears as tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"But do you know why she died?" Kong Ming walked down from the Dragon Throne and stopped in front of Xu Que. He pinched his chin and said, "Because you didn't want her, because you — Canghai Xu, her brother — didn't want her anymore. That's why — she died."

"You're lying, you're lying." "No, I said she likes you. She fell in love with you, and because she fell in love with you, she decided to stay behind, so she won't die."

"Hahahaha!" Kong Ming laughed loudly. "Xu, you can't possibly have told me that you didn't know all along that Canghai Mingyue left you behind in order to protect your life, that's why she did that, right?"

He seemed to have frozen in place. He did not move or make a sound, neither did his expression change.

"You should have already known, right?" Kong Ming mocked.

"Oh, right. Canghai Sin turned white because of you! Isn't that magical! " Kong Ming was like a child offering a treasure.

The hollow eyes rolled for a long time, and then again.

"Unfilial son — unfilial son —" She murmured softly, as if she was afraid to wake up the sleeping little girl.

"My unfilial son is dead, my unfilial son is dead, my unfilial son is dead …" Ye Zichen repeated.

"Yeah, Canghai Mingyue died just like that!" But — she left a note before she died. " Kong Ming's lifeless eyes were pitch black, as if he couldn't see through to the end.

Suddenly, he raised his head.

"She said — Brother, I'm waiting for you in Wangchuan. If you don't come, I won't leave."

"Forgetfulness?"

"Pity — ah." All of a sudden, only cruelty remained on Kong Ming's face, "I will never let you go find your evil son. Forever."

He raised his head, opened the corner of his mouth and smiled gently, "Evil child, don't be afraid, your big brother is here." He instantly restrained his smile, "Kong Ming, I can't beat you, and I can't kill you either. But — I can still kill myself." Abruptly, he took out his knife and wiped it across his neck.

Crack.

The knife fell to the ground.

"Hmph, do you think you can die? Even if you have more martial arts, you still can't beat me. Furthermore, I have already crippled your martial arts. " The corners of Kong Ming's mouth hooked up to an unusually high point.

He slumped to the ground, his expression abnormally resolute: "Kong Ming, you can't stop me."

"Is that so? "Someone come, let the Prime Minister drink in order to forget about love." Kong Ming waved his hand.

The guards at the side immediately stood up.

"What are you doing?" Panic finally appeared on his face.

"What is it? "Of course it's for you to forget about love after drinking it, forget about everything from before, forget about that precious evil child of yours. Live well." The corners of Kong Ming's mouth curled up into a sinister smile.

"No, I don't drink, I don't drink." He struggled and despaired.

"Void, do you know what I used my everlasting reincarnation to exchange for? You don't know, do you? Your sinful son will always be waiting for you in Wenchuan, always, always, without any reincarnation, without any companionship, always carrying your memories, always … Wenchuan, but you … forever, will never be able to remember her. "

The clear spring water was poured into his mouth bit by bit, and tears quietly flowed down his cheeks. His eyes were filled with despair that was even more helpless than despair.

"Have you finished?"

"Go back to the Emperor. Drink it all. There's not a single drop left."

"Alright, you may leave."

The guard threw Kong Ming to the ground. He then returned to his dragon throne, held his chin and watched silently.

Evil son, evil son, evil son, your brother will never forget you, evil son, evil son.

"Unfilial son — my unfilial son …"

Suddenly, he seemed to recall something as he groped the ground.

Kong Ming was only looking at it, as if he was looking at a delightful painting.

Then, as if he were a child, he suddenly picked up the blade on the ground and said, "Evil child, I will not forget you. How could I forget my evil child?" The sharp blade sliced across his white skin, causing Yin Hong's blood to flow out. He slashed again and again, "Evil child, evil child, I will never forget you." The palm was covered in blood, and the smooth marble surface was covered with blood.

Xu Que was still smiling, carrying a hint of light happiness, as if there was a hint of bright red that was pulsing in his blood — his most beloved unfilial son.

"Evil child …" "Evil child …" All of a sudden, sleepiness struck him, and his voice slowly became softer.

"Vast Ocean Void — — it's useless even if you remember. I said that I would make you suffer eternally, and that is eternal life." Kong Ming's voice slowly resounded. It was unreal, hazy and hazy.

"Evil child …" He slowly closed his eyes.

"Evil child." The powerless body collapsed limply to the ground.

"Evil child." Brother doesn't want to forget you. "Big brother doesn't want to …"

A teardrop flowed down from the corner of his eye and fell onto the ice-cold ground, breaking into pieces that couldn't be found.

Evil child.

My unfilial son!

When Xu Xu opened his eyes again, he saw the old monk with the white beard and cassock. Behind him was a snow-covered mountain shrouded in white mist.

He slowly stretched out his left hand and placed it in front of him. Under the white snow of the heavens, there were faint scars.

Evil child.

Evil child.

Suddenly, he thought of something. A pained smile appeared on his gentle face. It was just that the smile was too indifferent and emotional.

"Void, three thousand years, have you still not given up on your obsession?" "The pain of that life, the injuries of that life, what you can't give up in that life, is only your delusional obsession."

"Master, did you know?" The evil child is waiting for me in Wenchuan. She said, "If I don't go, she won't leave." Xu Que quietly raised his head and looked at his master, who had already become a Buddha, with eyes filled with 3000 years of love.

"This evil child is waiting for me in Wenchuan. She must have cried for a very, very long time during these three thousand years." The sound was soft, as if it was far away.

"Void, you really think you can't let it go, you really don't want to convert to Buddha?"