Heavenly practice

Chapter 405 Someone

"late."

Chang Ming said, and then saw his former subordinates knelt there quietly as if they hadn't heard it, as if they were dead.

He ignored it and raised his foot to leave, but he heard a low pleading voice, "Please..."

He stopped in his tracks, looked at Qin Huang's pale side face hidden under the disheveled hair, and said calmly, "You should continue to live, and then remember him forever in the endless years, remember how you lost him, Remember how he passed away in despair, how he looked at you sadly—"

"Your honor..."

These words were too harsh, Xuanyu couldn't bear to listen to it, and couldn't help but speak.

Chang Ming didn't continue talking because the listener fainted.

Xuanyu stepped forward to support him, bent down to pass the spiritual power over, and said, "Seriously injured, exhausted physically and mentally, and was stimulated again... fainted."

There is one more thing she didn't say, you are too cruel.

But she didn't say it, she didn't forget that her lord is not at all more comfortable than Qin Huang.

The mountaintop was silent for a long time, when Xuanyu slowly withdrew her hand, she suddenly heard the voice of her family lord.

"I looked at him as if I were looking at myself."

"..."

Xuanyu raised her head, and saw her family's superior looking calmly at the Santu River at her feet, those eyes were lonely.

"Look at how I pushed him away a little bit, how I got to where I am now, and how I lost everything."

"Your honor..."

Xuanyu's heart ached, she wanted to say something to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say, or maybe she knew it was useless.

No one knew that they would come to this point in the end, she always thought that these two people would come together, after all... Shen Zhuo loves her master so much.

Xuanyu suddenly figured something out, staring blankly at the indifferent face on her family's patriarch.

Yes, Shen Zhuo loves his superior so much, but the right to choose has never been in Shen Zhuo's hands. All along, Shen Zhuo is the only one who moves forward, but there is always a step that cannot go forward.

She looked down at Qin Huang's pale face, and suddenly felt an unprecedented bewilderment.

There was a sudden rustling sound of the clothes sleeves, Xuanyu was startled, she raised her head abruptly and saw her family's statue jumping off the Santu River.

She broke into a cold sweat from fright, and subconsciously felt that His Majesty wanted to commit suicide.

Before she could chase after her, she heard the voice of her lord coming along with the wind——

"It's Qin Huang that Shen Zhuo hates, not Xue Junmi."

Xuanyu was taken aback for a moment, but for a moment she didn't understand what this sentence meant.

What does the matter of Qin Huang and Xue Junmi have to do with Shen Zhuo?Could it be that Shen Zhuo did Qin Huang's serious injury and almost died?

its not right……

She brushed her hair in a daze, picked Qin Huang up and dragged him back to the demi-temple, called Twelve over and continued to help people hang their lives, and ran to Hang Qi's hut to get a bunch of tonics.

When she came back, she glanced at the Santu River, and after thinking about it, she decided to go down and take a look.

Then I saw her family statue standing by the Santu River staring at the water.

She stopped in her tracks, and looked at her patriarch in astonishment and shock.

She saw tears on his face.

At that moment, her mind was in chaos, and it seemed like there was nothing, it was blank.

In the end, her eyes turned to the river. The dark water flowed silently and quietly, heading towards the Netherland.

Santu River, the past and the future can be seen.

She thought, what did His Majesty see, is it related to Shen Zhuo, or the Yuan clan?

She felt flustered for a moment, she never thought that one day her lord would also cry.

what is it?

Do you see your past or your future in that river?What are you crying for?

But in the end she couldn't ask these words, because she turned and ran away.

She didn't want to run away either, but she did, and she was in a panic. She thought that His Majesty definitely didn't want to be seen at this moment, so she fled back to the demigod hall.

Qin Huang was still in a coma, and there was a Kunyue sword beside his bed. This man had hardly used Kunyue before, and only treasured it as his lifeblood, and even took it as a title.

But now Kunyue was put aside, its owner almost lost his life for one person.

"What's wrong, my lord?" Twelve asked her.

"It's okay... I'll go out for a while."

Xuanyu shook her head absently, turned around and left Santu Peak, and then she stood outside the gate of Xujingtian with a blank face.

She subconsciously ran over, but she didn't know what she was here for. She turned around and wanted to leave, but she felt that her heart was in a mess and she didn't know where to go.

While hesitating, there was already one more person behind him.

She turned around and looked at the person in surprise, "...how is it you?"

Long Xiang didn't answer her question, but walked up to her side by side, looking towards the distant Santu Peak, "What does he look like now?"

Xuanyu was startled, and immediately understood who he was asking, and the scene by the Santu River just now came back to her mind, and her eyes dimmed.

"Seeing your expression makes me feel relieved." Long Xiang said.

Xuanyu frowned, "Huh?"

"To make you look so distressed, he must be in pain right now." Long Xiang smiled calmly.

"..."

Xuanyu originally wanted to turn back, but at the moment she lost her mood, staring dimly at Santu Peak in the distance, without saying a word.

The two were silent for a moment, and Long Xiang spoke again, "How long have you been by his side?"

"Nearly ten thousand years."

Xuanyu lifted up her skirt and sat on a rock on the ground, "I have stayed at Santu Peak since Jiang Xiao's clan was wiped out."

There was another silence, Xuanyu suddenly asked him in a relaxed tone, "Do you hate your lord?"

"I don't hate it." Long Xiang said.

This answer was beyond Xuanyu's expectation, she looked up, "I thought you should want to kill your lord."

"I want to kill him, but not because of hatred. It is Shen Zhuo who should hate him."

"But Shen Zhuo doesn't hate him."

"..."

"Okay, I seem to have said the wrong thing again, so let's change the subject."

Xuanyu raised her eyebrows helplessly, her eyes became more complicated, "You...why do you like Shen Zhuo?"

"Have you asked your lord this?"

"It seems not. I'll go back and ask."

"Everyone's answer is different, but in the end it's all the same."

"Ok?"

"There is no reason, just at the right time, there is a right person. The moment you see him, you probably know that this person is different from others, even if you don't know what liking is at that time."

Long Xiang turned his head and lowered his eyes to look at her, and asked, "Do you have someone you like?"

"..."

Xuanyu looked up at the young man in white with a sword in front of him, and seemed to see the young man who fell at his feet but was still smiling and sarcastic.

The wind from Lingshan blew a lock of her long hair, and she heard herself say, "Yes."

"..."

"There is such a person, I like him, but I will never tell him, and he will never know."

"..."

Looking at the flamboyant woman with a smile on her lips, Long Xiang finally said, "I hope you and him can be together one day."

Xuanyu looked at him quietly, smiled slightly, "Okay."