The wait is extremely long.

Until a long time later, Luo Wushuang did not hear the answer he wanted.

"Forget it."

He slowly withdrew his right hand.

"Originally, you had half the chance to win, but unfortunately, you still couldn't let go of your arrogant attitude. If you don't agree with my rules, it means... you have lost your last chance!"

boom!

Rumble!

That heavenly power seemed to be ten times stronger than just now, but it still couldn't fall on him.

It's faintly.

An angry will fell.

"evil creature!"

"Mr.

Luo Wushuang seemed to have not heard it and smiled and said, "This is actually just the beginning. I have prepared a small gift for you. You will see it later. I hope... you will be satisfied."

The words fell.

That majestic figure collapsed!

Luo Wushuang's expression remained unchanged.

He knows better than anyone else.

What others face is just the illusion created by Jinbang based on his personality and obsession, and what he faces... whether it is the will or the conversation just now, they all exist!

...

In the illusion of Xue Yu.

It has been ten years.

After Gu Han left.

She and Xue Mao searched for a quiet valley in the territory of the Great Yan Dynasty. One was obsessed with the piano and the other was carefully studying alchemy. From time to time, Yun Fan and Zhao Mengyou came to visit him, but they didn't feel lonely.

One day.

Yunfan came to the valley in a panic and told her that Gu Han was back.

But he was chased by many people outside the territory!

She was confused and ignored Xue Mao's objection and followed Yun Fan to the outside to find Gu Han's traces. On the way, she also met fat men, Zuo Yang, Yu Miao... these people who also care about Gu Han's safety.

only.

It took a long time.

They finally couldn't find Gu Han.

Instead, a bloody horn of clothes was found in a place in the forbidden area and... a broken black sword.

The corner of the clothes.

Broken Sword.

They are all Gu Han's.

At that moment, her heart was cold and desperate.

She never expected that the farewell more than ten years ago would become a farewell, and she... has never dared to look at him openly since she first met Gu Han.

This matter...

It became her biggest regret.

After regret.

It's self-blame.

She hated her incompetence and weakness, and hated that she could not bring any help to Gu Han at all.

He asked the fat man for the corner of his clothes.

She endured her grief and returned to the valley again.

"Young Master."

Inside the valley.

She gently took out the corner of her clothes, and she looked stunned, and her ten fingers stroked her strings again, "In the past ten years, I have composed another song,... it's still... it's the first one to listen to..."

only.

This song.

It has lost its original artistic conception.

As the piano was playing, the sound of the piano became more and more despair and more and more despair. Until the end, there was a hint of death in the piano.

Corresponding.

Her face became more and more haggard, and her vitality became less and less until the end of the day, she was exhausted.

The last moment of life.

She held the corner of her clothes tightly in her hand, and used all her last strength to pop the last note.

Zheng!

The last note was completely unconnected with the previous song, but it contained her sorrow and thoughts. It contained a faint sense of inexplicable power, which directly broke everything in front of her!

The corner of the clothes.

valley.

Yuqin...is gone!

"Fake?"

A hint of anger suddenly appeared in her eyes, "Young Master...isn't you dead?"

Buzz!

At this time.

A golden light fell from the sky and slowly fell in front of her. In the Vajra, the notes were inexplicably lively and exuding endless magic, and it turned out to be a page of piano score!

...

Time flows.

Every day passed, Zhao Mengyou felt a little more distressed. As a cultivator in the Feather Realm, she could already feel her limitless day and was unable to resist her gradual aging.

Blink.

Another thousand years have passed.

It has been nine thousand years since Gu Han left!

Time is ruthless.

She had long since transformed from the peerless and beautiful Fairy Zhao, who had been so beautiful that she had turned into a white-haired, lying old woman.

One day.

She saw her current appearance from a lake in her seclusion.

From that day on.

She didn't say a word again, and completely blocked the seclusion place, destroying everything that could reflect her appearance.

Another few years have passed.

Her life finally came to an end.

As consciousness gradually blurred.

With endless regret, she slowly closed her already turbid eyes.

"Goddess Zhao."

"Gu Han is here to visit, can you see him?"

In a trance.

A sound suddenly came from the outside.

A voice she had been thinking about for nine thousand years was just like that of the past, with a clear and calm feeling, without any change.

Is it...he?

The vitality in her body continued to disappear, but a strong sense of reluctance surged in her heart.

Nine thousand years!
To be continued...