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Entering the second palace, Qin Yang found that there were nine vermilion gates inside, arranged in order, each door had two sides, one was life and the other was death.

This is the door of life and death.

People have life and death, and life has a destiny.

If you choose Shengmen, you can leave. Choose the door of death, you can only stay.

At this moment, there are many cultivators sitting cross-legged in front of the Nine Gates, or pinching their fingers to calculate, or using magic weapons to test, or relying solely on their perceptions, to guess which door is the door of life.

There are several cultivators who have already reached the sixth gate of life and death.

There were also some impatient monks who hurriedly chose a door, pushed it in, and after a scream, they were silent, presumably entering the door of death.

"Brother, is it necessary to be so troublesome? The person in front of you chose the right door, you just follow up. ”

Seeing that the vast majority of people were gathered in front of the first gate of life and death, with sad faces, wanting to enter but not daring to enter, Qin Yang couldn't help but complain to a man in a white shirt.

The man in the white shirt rolled his eyes and said: "How can it be so easy, these nine doors are randomly changed, the last person chooses the birth gate, not necessarily the people behind can choose this door, you must rely on your own ability and luck." ”

"I see. ”

Qin Yang suddenly walked to the first door, and said in his heart: "Xiaomeng, hurry up and let the system detect which side of the door is." ”

"The door on the right. Meng replied.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Yang pushed open a door on the right and walked in.

When the other monks saw Qin Yang hurriedly walking in, they all frowned, thinking that Qin Yang was too reckless, and this way of trying his luck would kill him sooner or later.

However, when they saw Qin Yang easily walking through one door after another of life and death, they were all stunned and dumbfounded.

Can this Nima be?

Luck is too good, right?

In just half a minute, Qin Yang successfully passed through the Nine Gates of Life and Death.

In the stunned gaze of everyone, Qin Yang waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother go first, you continue, rest assured and boldly go forward, since it is the door of life and death, you must have the courage to put it to death and live later." ”

Rise from the ashes?

Hearing Qin Yang's words, some people were thoughtful.

"Could it be that this kid doesn't care about life and death at all, so he can successfully clear the customs?" someone wondered.

The others were silent, but in their hearts they already thought that this was the right way to clear the level.

"Don't worry about boldly moving forward, it's a big deal!"

A middle-aged monk gritted his teeth and rushed directly into the first door, but as soon as he entered, a scream was heard, and the middle-aged monk turned into a puddle of flesh and disappeared into thin air.

Everyone took a breath of cold air and scolded Qin Yang in their hearts.

This kid is so good at fooling people!

……

Entering the third palace, there is only one gate inside, which is the Gate of Despair.

And in the main hall, there were only a dozen or so monks standing, after seeing Qin Yang come in, these people were a little surprised, maybe they didn't expect Qin Yang to be able to pass the two levels so quickly.

Qin Yang ignored them and walked directly into the door.

Once inside, he found himself on an altar, ten zhang wide, floating in the vast night sky, lonely and lonely.

"It's a desperate door. ”

Suddenly, an old voice sounded.

Qin Yang looked back and saw a white-bearded old man sitting in the corner, his wrinkled face with a sense of vicissitudes, and a pair of eyes that were very empty, as if he had lost his soul.

"If you want to get out, kill the people you love. ”

The old man said slowly.

"Kill your loved ones?" Qin Yang frowned slightly.

Before he could react, a beautiful figure appeared on the other side of the altar, which was Meng Yutong.

At this moment, she was wearing a white dress, and the long green silk hung casually, gently following the wind, like the green lotus blooming in the red world, elegant and refined.

A pair of clear beautiful eyes, glowing with a faint haze, looked at Qin Yang with affection.

"Husband......"

Meng Yutong ran over and threw herself into Qin Yang's arms.

The warm breath in his arms and the unique fragrance coming from the girl's body made Qin Yang become in a trance for a while, and he couldn't tell whether Meng Yutong in front of him was real or fake.

"Love is sleepy, and it will never be a lifetime. A person's life, whether he lives or dies, whether he is in love or lost, is ultimately an inconspicuous speck of dust. ”

"Kill her, and you'll be able to get out. Kill her and you will be reborn in Nirvana. Kill her, and you can transcend the mortal path and embark on the road to immortality. ”

The old man's voice echoed.

"Is this ruthlessness?"

Looking at the girl's delicate and moving jade face, Qin Yang muttered in a low voice, struggling in pain in his heart.

He knew that Meng Yutong in front of him was fake, just an illusion, but ...... I just can't do it.

"Husband, can you accompany me for the rest of my life? I really love you, and I can't bear to let you leave ......"

Meng Yutong's eyes were full of tears, and she cried in a low voice.

Crystal tears slid down her cheeks and dripped on the back of Qin Yang's hand, very cold and real.

"Husband, when we get married and give birth to children, our family of three will travel around the world, you hold my hand, and we will never be separated......"

A happy smile appeared on the girl's face.

"Huh!"

At this moment, a long sword appeared in Qin Yang's hand.

The sword glowed blue, humming and trembling.

Seeing this sword, Meng Yutong's pretty face was stunned, and she looked at Qin Yang in shock, her beautiful eyes were full of endless pain, and tears flowed down her face: "Husband, are you going to kill me......?"

The girl began to cry, and her liver and intestines were broken.

Qin Yang clutched the hilt of the sword tightly, his lips were bitten out of blood, his whole body was trembling slightly, the back of his hand was white, and the green tendons were bulging.

Hearing Meng Yutong's words, his heart seemed to be torn apart.

To kill, or not to kill!

Although it is fake, once it is killed, how can he face Meng Yutong calmly in the future.

It's not terrible to kill someone, but it's terrible to kill your own heart.

Qin Yang fell into confusion.

"Poof—"

At this moment, Qin Yang's heart ached.

Looking down, I saw Meng Yutong holding a dagger in his hand, the dagger had pierced into his chest, and the blood was gushing out, which was extremely poignant.

The girl was still crying, looking at Qin Yang's pale cheeks, and sobbing and said, "I'm sorry, I can't bear you to leave, I'm really reluctant, I'm sorry......"

Qin Yang felt that his consciousness was gradually blurring.

He tried to pull out a smile, raised his arm, caressed the girl's face, and said softly: "It's okay, I know you're fake, but I don't regret it, because I promised her that I would never hurt her in this life, even if it's fake, it won't work......"

With that, he fell to the ground and slowly closed his eyes.

——

It's late at night.

East City, Meng's Villa.

An extremely panicked scream came from Meng Yutong's bedroom, with deep despair and fear.

A terrible scream woke the others from their slumber.

Ning Fei'er, Tong Lele, and Ning Xiuxin ran out to check, and when they opened Meng Yutong's bedroom door and lamp, they were all stunned when they saw the scene inside.

I saw Meng Yutong sitting at the head of the bed, her hair scattered, her snow-white hands stained with blood, and her beautiful little face was extremely white.

"I killed him...... I killed him......"

The girl's beautiful eyes were hollow, and she muttered to herself over and over again.